"The demon clan belongs, the thirty-three heavens are assembled!"

"The Wu clan belongs, Pangu Hall assembles!"

The two voices that spread throughout the desolation remembered it, and suddenly there was a shock in the sky and on the ground.

The demon clouds in the sky are rolling, the evil qi on the ground is pervasive, the tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, and the evil qi of the flood has been condensed to the extreme.

All the great powers of the wilderness have stopped retreating, and they do not want to miss this rare battle.

A dull horn sounded, and the two sides met in the center of Zhoushan,

"Di Jun, this day has finally come, and the grievances of the lich for several calamities have finally come to an end!"

Di Jiang said slowly.

I can't hear what it feels like in his tone, the lich has fought a few calamities, all of them are up and down, and at this moment, it can be regarded as a sympathy!

"Yes, the king is defeated and the king is defeated, there can only be one master in this desolate world after all!"

Di Jun also smiled wistfully, and then cleaned up his mood and became full of fighting spirit.

"Let's fight!"

As if there was a tacit understanding, this decisive battle was no longer as usual, there were too many scolding battles, and the two sides shot directly.

Trillions of demon clans against hundreds of billions of witch clans, each arrayed, the high-level has not yet been dispatched, and the low-level clansmen have begun to attack.

As soon as the two sides collided, it was like a meteorite impact, and the creatures in front were directly wiped out, and there was no chance of reincarnation.

With so many witches gathered together, the evil aura was too strong, and the divine soul was too low-level to be wiped out directly.

The death per second is in tens of millions, it is too tragic, the battlefield is full of stumps and broken arms, and the collision of countless battle formations directly shattered the space near Zhou Shan, and gradually formed a small world in the battle of everyone.

Lingbao, spells, formations, how can you kill people, how to come, when there is no hope, self-explosion has to pull down a few burial companions, and the war is the peak.

There is no brewing time, and every shot is a must-kill, either you die or I die.

The demon clan in the realm of heavenly immortals is a battle loss of tens to one, there is no way, the witch clan was born in the blood pool of Pangu Palace, and they were born as golden immortals.

Fortunately, there are not many other demon clans, but there are many creatures and crowd tactics, which makes the witch clan a little unbearable.

The calamity has blinded everyone, and there is no retreat.

Self-detonation is the only destination for living beings.

The sky began to rain blood, but it was not as sad as the fall of the saint, but turned into endless murderous energy, making people even more crazy.

"Big brother, I'll blow myself up and drag it on, you guys get on!"

"Second brother!"

"No!"

The sound of dozens of people detonating themselves sounded, this is just a microcosm of the battlefield, the same thing happens all the time!

Five hundred years, the Da Luo Jin Immortal level has not yet fought each other, it has been fighting for five hundred years, and the color of the sea of blood has become more vivid, it is fresh blood.

The underworld is even more busy, but the creatures on the bridge have already lined up at the entrance of the underworld.

And they are all remnant souls, without sanity, and they are lucky enough to enter a part of the underworld, they do not understand order, and wander throughout the underworld.

The underworld is understaffed, and after managing it for a while, they don't pay attention to it, anyway, they enter the underworld, they don't have a physical body, or their strength is not enough, they can't get out anymore, and they don't have to worry about disturbing the order of the flood.

Some of them with a slightly stronger spirit will begin to devour other remnant souls, becoming stronger, and the stronger the remnant souls, the more memories they will awaken from, and they will slowly overlap with the memories of other remnant souls, and finally be completely lost.

After being lost, the powerful person was born again, becoming a new individual, and a new school of cultivation was born, called the "Ghost Dao"!

In the center of Zhou Mountain, the Da Luo Jin Immortal level finally began to move, this is the real immortal fight, and the first five hundred years are just an appetizer.

This time it was not so calm, countless spiritual mountains were destroyed, spiritual roots were also destroyed, and the central evil qi had already spread to the other four parts.

The flood wilderness can be shocked, too shocking, the Taoist skills flying in the sky are simply more exciting than the Hollywood blockbusters of later generations.

"Daoist friends can't bear to see the flood desolation being destroyed like this? If it goes on like this, I'm afraid Zhou Shan won't be able to hold on!"

Zixiao Palace,

Shi Chen and Hongjun sat side by side.

Hongjun asked Shichen to the side.

The last time he defeated Phosphorus Yuan, Zhou Shan used too much strength, and even the coercion on Zhou Mountain was not as good as before, which was also the reason why the Heavenly Immortal Realm could climb Zhou Mountain.

It's okay at the moment, after the high-level of them made a move, Zhou Shan couldn't stand such a big impact!

"If it is not broken, it will not stand, Zhoushan will not fall, the flood will not be destroyed, and Zhoushan can be kept at a critical moment!

In the future, if you merge with other worlds, these losses can be compensated, and the creatures of the flood desolation really need a great purge! There is no need to suppress the spread of evil qi, the entire flood desolation needs this calamity!"

Shi Chen said lightly, the death of these countless creatures, in his opinion, is to make room for future generations!

There is destruction and there is new life!

Hongjun was stunned for a moment, understood the meaning of the hour, and then sighed, and with a light wave of his right hand, an invisible force in the center of the flood disappeared.

It is no wonder that the Measuring Tribulation Evil Qi has always surrounded the center of the Flood Wilderness, and it turned out that Hongjun deliberately restricted it, in order to protect the other four creatures from being affected by the Measuring Tribulation Evil Qi.

The meaning of the hour is to go to the turnip and save the essence, and in the future, the world will be integrated, and there will be countless living beings in the world, and they will enter the flood together, and there will be more monks and less meat, and some of them must disappear.

As long as the flood is elite!

Without the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, the Measuring Tribulation Evil Qi directly covered the entire Flood Wilderness, and all living beings were enveloped in the Measuring Tribulation Evil Qi.

Anything that is related to the evil qi has an impact on the divine soul, and the same is naturally true for the evil qi!

"Aoki Daoren, thousands of years ago, you killed my child, and today I want you to pay for your life!"

In the northern part of the Flood Wilderness, in an inconspicuous mountain range.

In the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, he killed the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Once because of the gap in cultivation, he swallowed his anger, but at this moment, he was affected by the amount of calamity, desperate, bursting with self-confidence, and directly crossed the level to challenge.

There are countless such things, and the lich war that everyone originally watched was hilarious, but it turned into a battle of cause and effect for all living beings in the flood.

This place finally ended with the self-explosion in the early stage of Da Luo Jin Xian, killing 800 enemies and losing 1,000 self-losses, this Da Luo had no chance of reincarnation in the early stage, and died with the Aoki Dao people, and the Aoki Dao people finally entered the reincarnation.

Ninety percent of the casualties of the dragon and Han tribulation of the flood and desolation creatures, but the total population base is not half of the current demon clan, but at this moment, the number of deaths has exceeded the dragon and Han tribulation, and the lich decisive battle is only half of the time, and it is not yet the main event!

In the middle of Zhoushan, the Great Witch moved, and every member of the Wu clan was the hard work of the Wu clan, and Hou Yi couldn't stand it.

Sun-shooting bow, the bow and arrow in Hou Yi's hand has been renamed sun-shooting bow since the last time he shot Di Yan.

Hou Yi made a move, the arrow was not missing, and every blow had a Da Luo Jin Immortal fall, and it was the kind of soul extinguished.

"Bah! What a shameless Hou Yi, there is a kind of fight with me!"

After Hou Yi killed dozens of people, he was finally discovered by Jiu Ying and turned into his body and went to Hou Yi.

Intending to pull into the position and engage in melee combat, Hou Yi is a divine shot, the lich is famous, and the nine babies naturally play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, not giving Hou Yi room to play.

Hou Yi is not a fool, he counterattacks while retreating, constantly forcing the nine babies to move and not let them approach.

Nine infantile screams, and in desperation, he casts a long-range attack.

The battle between Hou Yi and Jiu Ying seemed to be the fuse, the Demon Saint of the Demon Clan and the Great Witch of the Wu Clan split up, and the decisive battle of the Lich was sublimated again.

Di Jun was still watching, Fu Xi didn't make a move, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches also stared at Di Jun.

If no one comes up, the king will be fried, and the masters are the last to appear.

The battle of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal spread more widely, and countless lich demons did not die at the hands of the other party, but died in the aftermath of the battle of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal.

The two sides consciously left an open space in the middle, and now they had the aftermath of the battle, and the top of Zhou Mountain was already full of devastation, full of broken walls, and there was no complete place.

These will eventually be erased by time, and the dead lich will never return!