After Zhen Yuanzi walked out of the chaos, he wanted to return to the Divine Domain. But suddenly thinking of the mess that Moro left for himself, he hesitated for a while, "It's been so long, my good boy should have forgotten about it, right?"

Zhen Yuanzi was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, if he didn't deliberately want to forget, otherwise for the immortals, forgetting was just a basic skill. Not to mention a thousand years, even ten thousand years will not be forgotten!

"I'm a victim too! It's all Rama's fake pot!"

"Or I'll pretend I don't know?" Zhen Yuanzi thought for a moment, shook his fist and slapped his hands, his eyes lit up, and he was very satisfied with this decision, "That's right, I just don't know anything!"

"yes, I just don't know!"

After repeating it a few times, it was like putting down some kind of baggage, and Zhen Yuanzi's pace of hurrying was a little happier.

However, Zhen Yuanzi was happy, but he didn't know how much shadow he left on Di Jun.

Above the Heavenly Palace, the demon soldiers gathered, and the heavy calamity spread from the heavenly court to the desolate land, gradually spreading to the entire desolate land.

Everywhere in the desolation was shrouded in a faint layer of calamity, as if draped in a black veil. It felt like a storm was coming, and some people with keen spiritual senses hurriedly closed their doors, hoping to escape the catastrophe.

"Yo, where did this catastrophe come from? With such a wide range, it can't be a lich war, right?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at the catastrophe in front of him with a relaxed expression, not worried that the catastrophe would affect Dao himself.

But after he probed the heavenly machine, he found that things were not so simple, and Zhen Yuanzi felt a force covering up in the process of exploring, "Hey! Someone is disturbing the heavenly machine, it seems that this catastrophe is man-made!"

"But this won't bother me!" Zhen Yuanzi did not give up because he was hindered, but increased his strength to investigate

"Earth Emperor Book, help me!" Zhen Yuanzi sat cross-legged, and the Earth Emperor Book was suspended above his head, hanging down Dao Guanghua.

After a while, Zhen Yuan showed joy on his face, and said secretly in his heart

"Found it!"

"Hmph, because you are hiding in secret, I haven't found it yet!"

But after a while, Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes and glanced at the sky with a strange expression, "No, there is actually my pot?"

"No wonder the heavenly machine is so chaotic, it turns out that there is the interference of a saint!"

"But it's obvious that Dijun's ability to bear is too poor, what's the matter with me?"

"Isn't it just pretending to be a force in front of you, as for such a big move?" After Zhen Yuanzi understood the whole story, he began to complain in his heart.

However, compared to Zhen Yuanzi, the results obtained by others are very vague, and they can't even detect it at all.

Kunlun Mountain, inside the Sanqing Palace

As soon as the calamity arrived near Kunlun Mountain, he was blocked from the dojo by the Sanqing spell. However, looking at the calamity that was diffusing outside the formation, the three of them did not dare to take it lightly.

However, under the joint efforts of the three of them, they only deduced two words - demon clan!

The three of them glanced at each other, their faces a little solemn

"The force that stopped us just now was Senior Sister Nuwa, right?" Although it was a question sentence, the tone was extremely certain, that person must be Nuwa!

"Hmph, it's those people who wear fur and armor again, it's really a moment that doesn't stop!" Yuan Shi Tianzun has a lot of opinions about the demon clan, the demon clan has just destroyed the immortal court, and now it has begun to stir up the wind and rain again.

"There is also Senior Sister Nuwa, as a saint, she doesn't know how to respect the heavens and respects the Tao, and she is mixed with the demon clan, I really don't know what to do!"

"Second brother, be cautious, the power of the saint is inviolable," Taiqing said indifferently

Tongtian on the side did not speak, he knew that the second brother was a little dissatisfied with Nuwa's sanctification of him first, and his emotions were inevitably easily affected. However, thinking of Nuwa's groundbreaking move in the chaos that day, I couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"Saint, I'll be a saint in the future!" said Yuan Shi Tianzun with some unconvinced.

"Then wait until we become saints, I won't be saints yet!" After Taiqing finished saying this, the two immediately fell silent.

Although they are dissatisfied with the demon clan, they can now talk nonsense about Nuwa. Although they are only one step away from the saints, this step is two worlds - the saints and the others.

And no matter how close they are to the saints, they still belong to the others!

After thinking of this, the three of them repressed their minds and began to continue to comprehend the Hongmeng purple qi in the primordial gods.

For a while, the Sanqing Hall fell silent again.

However, compared with the three on Kunlun Mountain, these two in the West are much more indifferent.

Because the catastrophe did not affect them! The west is barren, and the living beings are even scarcer, and there are no large races to survive and reproduce here, perhaps Di Jun gave the two future saints a face, and did not plan to send troops to clean up.

Therefore, Western beings were spared, and I really don't know if it was lucky or unlucky.

The one in the sea of blood has recently been obsessed with creating living beings, and wants to create a clan like Nuwa, and gain immeasurable merit to get a glimpse of the holy position. So I don't care about the big moves of the demon clan at all.

That cloud is also lonely, without the drag of race, and now I don't know where it is floating.

As for the information that the other flood and desolation tribes can get, it is even less, and I really don't know where the calamity started and when it will disappear.

Retreat cultivators from various ethnic groups continued to break through the barrier and began to find out if there was something wrong with the ethnic group.

Even if they don't go out, they can't continue to retreat and cultivate, and it seems that a sharp sword hangs over their heads, and they don't know when it will fall, so how can they cultivate with peace of mind? Otherwise, they don't know how they will die when the time comes!

Under such anticipation, the demon clan finally began their first step to recover the flood.

In the midst of all the attention, Di Jun looked at the dense demon clan above the clouds below, and couldn't help but be arrogant, and shouted, "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

"Your Majesty is victorious! Demon clan is victorious!"

"Your Majesty is victorious! Demon clan is victorious!"

The sound resounded through the sky, and the huge sound seemed to tear the sky apart.

Di Jun looked at it with satisfaction for a while, then sat down on the throne, waved his hand, and ordered

"Let's go!"

The herald also shouted, "Your Majesty has an order, the army is leaving!"

Thick black clouds continued to cover the desolate land from the heavenly court.

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Zhen Yuanzi looked in the direction of the demon clan, although it was tens of thousands of miles away, it was like being in front of him to him.

The demon clouds are endless, boundless, and overwhelming

"It's really a black cloud that wants to destroy the city, and now the flood is lively!" Zhen Yuanzi sighed, saying that the demon clan can support this posture and his own strength, thinking of this, Zhen Yuanzi is still a little guilty, but he is also a little aggrieved: "I didn't expect to stimulate Dijun like this!"

Now that other saints are not out, the Wu clan has not been able to form a big array, and there is Nuwa behind it, in addition to the fact that the demon clan is still a little low in cultivation during this time, it is simply a god blocking and killing God, and a Buddha blocking and killing Buddha.

Although the demon clan can also achieve its goal this time, I am afraid that it will also suffer heavy losses, greatly damage its vitality, and leave endless troubles. If it weren't for Zhen Yuanzi's sideways, Di Jun probably wouldn't have taken such a risk.

"If the Wu Clan is accidentally wiped out by the Demon Clan this time, what will happen to the Lich War?" Zhen Yuanzi had a headache when he thought of this.

"Why is it that the demon clan is like it has been accelerated, and the demon clan's clan protection array has been trained so early?"