Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Dojo.

"Third brother, I asked you to follow your eldest brother to listen to the Taoist ancestor's preaching, but you didn't go, and when you went to the ancestor at that time, you didn't even have a position, which insulted the prestige of my Pangu descendants!"

Yuan Shi accused.

Apparently dissatisfied with the fact that the hour did not arrange a seat for Tongtian.

At the beginning, although the beginning said that the sermons were different and did not conspire with each other, after all, they were still brothers, and after the sermon was completed, they each apologized and returned to the same as before.

"It doesn't matter, the generations on the seat of the ancestor of the hour are all powerful and powerful, and they don't have to be inferior to us, so they don't have to care about these.

I have also achieved the law of the sword over the years, and I have comprehended the sixth, and the way of the law is the right way!"

Straight to the sky.

Without the help of the futon, and without the blessing of Emperor Jun Taiyi's general luck, Tongtian's natural cultivation caught up, which shows his talent.

Cultivation has surpassed Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi.

Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi has already been able to cut out the second corpse, but because there is no spiritual treasure, the medium-grade innate spiritual treasure is not looked down upon, and there are not many ownerless things in the entire flood of the best innate spiritual treasure.

Yuan Shi didn't say anything more, since he had already taken a different path, there was nothing to say, and now Tongtian has indeed achieved extraordinary achievements.

"The Lich is at war!"

Lao Tzu opened his eyes and said slowly.

Yuan Shi listened to it, deduced it, and found that it was really the case.

"The Lich has almost occupied the entire Flood Wilderness, and war is only inevitable, but now that the Lich is so powerful, our Pangu descendants are inferior!"

Yuan Shi said.

"Prosperity must decline, at this time there is already a bad spirit, the lich must decline, don't be in a hurry!"

Lao Tzu said lightly.

Doesn't care about the outcome of the Lich War.

After speaking, they stopped saying a word and continued to enter the cultivation, this is not their time.

North Stygian Sea, Kunpeng Dojo.

At this time, Kunpeng was restless, and always felt that something was going to happen.

Ever since the rise of the Lich, it has been like this, even if it has been careful and never had anything to do with the demon clan, it is still worried.

Sensing that the lich was at war, the feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Strictly speaking, Kunpeng belongs to the demon clan, but it has never returned to Emperor Jun, and luck is not connected to it.

Such a master, Di Jun, naturally wants to be subdued, as a major battle force of the demon clan.

It's a pity that Di Jun has not taken the time to come, after listening to the Tao, he is fighting with the demon clan, and now he is at war with the Wu clan, so he has no time to recruit Kunpeng.

This is also the reason why Kunpeng's uneasiness has always existed, but he has not moved.

"No, we have to think of a way, so restless will hinder the comprehension of the law!"

Kunpeng muttered.

Kunpeng has only now comprehended the law of devouring forty percent, which is much behind Emperor Jun Taiyi.

I don't want to join the demon clan because Kunpeng is used to being free and doesn't want to be restricted.

And the demon clan's consistent practice is to perish if you don't surrender, and there is no other choice.

The West's Zhun Ti is eager for the Lich to continue fighting.

These two brothers have long regarded the West as something in their pockets, and when the demon clan enters, they dare not speak out.

The explanation given by the causal demon god is to go with them, and there is no way to get to the point.

can only think of letting the demon clan suffer defeat, and naturally he is unable to conquer the west.

Zhen Yuanzi on the western border, like the previous reincarnations, although he is well-known near his own dojo, he is not well-known in the flood wilderness.

On weekdays, in addition to retreat and cultivation, he talks and laughs with Hongyun, and the things of the flood and famine, as long as they don't hit him, have nothing to do with him.

Red Cloud doesn't have any other hobbies except running around, being a-stirring stick, but this time the lich fought but didn't dare to go over, he still has self-knowledge,

Liches are not what they used to be, and they are not something to be provoked at will.

The Eastern Princes of the Eastern Immortal Island, and his friend the Queen Mother of the West have some ambitions and have nowhere to show them.

There are a lot of scattered cultivators gathered on the East China Sea, but they are just a small fight.

This reincarnation Hongjun didn't do anything about the head of ten thousand immortals, and the prince of the east didn't have the strength to jump.

Everything has a cause and effect, and because of this, the prince of the east has less to kill.

In general, in this era, the flood is the stage of the lich, they fight to the death, and all the great powers of the flood are watching the excitement.

Looking forward to the best of both defeats, the province pressed on his head, and he couldn't breathe.

Lich Battlegrounds,

The two clans have been fighting for hundreds of years, killing and wounding hundreds of millions of people, the demon clan is fine, and the ancestors are beginning to feel distressed.

Every Wu clan is bred by the blood pool, and now the blood pool has been almost consumed, and the Wu clan can't give birth on its own, so if it continues, the Wu clan will fight less and less.

The low-level battlefield is evenly matched, but the high-level battlefield is where the demon clan falls into disadvantage.

The Wu clan does not cultivate the primordial gods, has no mana, and its blood power is more durable than mana.

The Demon Clan's Emperor Jun and others consumed a huge amount.

Fortunately, several of them have broken through their cultivation, otherwise they may not have been able to persist for hundreds of years.

The innate spirit treasure is powerful, and the consumption is also large, and Di Jun and the others have to calculate the consumption every time they attack.

The battlefield of the upper echelons of the Lich has long been separated from the battlefield at the bottom, otherwise it would have to kill many low-level creatures by mistake in the aftermath of the battle.

At this time, the battlefield was full of holes and devastation, and the peaks tens of thousands of zhang high were broken at the waist, and the spiritual veins were lost in an unknown number.

There is no innate aura available on the battlefield, and it is all filled with bloody aura.

The more the Wu clan fights, the more unfavorable the demon clan becomes.

Taiyi has already turned into the body, so that he can better manipulate the true fire of the sun.

The three-legged golden crow let out a roar, and the true fire of the sun was even more surging.

Frequent use of the law of fire, Taiyi's comprehension of the law of fire is getting deeper and deeper, and there are faint traces of breaking through to seventy percent.

At this moment, it can't be allowed to break through, and when it was about to burn the origin desperately, there was a sudden sound between heaven and earth,

"Stop!"

The sound was heard everywhere in the wilderness, and both sides of the battle were deafening and terrifying.

The hands listened unconsciously, and they stood separately.

A huge aspect appeared in the sky, and it was the hour.

"Meet the Ancestor of the Hour!"

Everyone in the demon clan bowed in unison.

The Wu clan does not respect heaven and earth, and naturally does not respect the hour, but the time passes on its mixed yuan Xuangong, which is worth worshipping.

The ancestors and witches are also archiving,

"I've seen the Ancestor of the Hour!"

"Excuse me!"

Without waiting for the lich to speak, the hour continued,

"Don't fight until the next time the lich preaches!

"Go backwards!"

The power of the law of time poured out, time began to recede, and the devastated desolation began to recover, and the desolate land was restored to its original state in less than a day.

However, the Lich casualties have not recovered, they are living creatures, and their resurrection is counterproductive.

The power of the law separates the lich, retreats to a hundred million miles away, and the hour vanishes.

"The Hour Ancestor is so powerful!"

This is the common voice of the Lich high-level, under the power of the law, everyone has no power to resist,

Because of this, both sides had no intention of fighting again, and went home to lick their wounds.

The Lich's vigorous battle was stopped by a word from the hour, and its losses hurt the foundation of the clan.

Even if you don't talk about the hour, I am afraid that I will not be able to fight again within the 1,000 yuan meeting.

This matter should have been done by Hongjun, and Hongjun would not sit idly by when he calculated the time, so he did not act at all.

Seeing that the battle of the lich had ended so hastily, the beings of the desolation secretly said in their hearts that they were sorry, but they did not dare to say it openly.

Heaven sends down merits, and the hour is collected at will, although it is not used, it can still be used to refine treasures in the future.

No matter how you fight, the flood famine can't be damaged too seriously, this is the concept of the hour, and the complete flood famine has the opportunity to cultivate more masters, and it is more sure to survive the immeasurable calamity.

When they are all sanctified, if there is another great war, the hour will drive them all into chaos.