Outside Wanshou Mountain, the Xuansong Dao people appeared out, only to feel that the air was full of evil qi, all of them were the remnants of the human race's soul shouts, and their faces couldn't help but change slightly.

Now on the desolate land, there are no human tribes except for Wanshou Mountain.

Shouyang Mountain and Kunlun Mountain, neither of which are on the desolate land.

"The two lich clans act like this, how can they be the protagonists of the desolation!"

Xuan Song sighed secretly, containing a thousand meanings.

There are not only saints who are ruthless, but also the tyranny of the two lich clans, and the misfortune of the human race.

After this incident, the Terrans were almost extinct, and only the two Lichs remained.

Seeing Xuan Song appearing and coming, Zhen Yuanzi was relieved in his heart, if he came a little later, he was afraid that he would really not be able to hold on.

"Poor Dao didn't want to ask about the two lich clans and the human race, but the ancestors and witches not only slaughtered the human race, but also besieged Wanshou Mountain, but poor Dao couldn't ignore it. ”

Xuansong Daoren glanced at the three ancestral witches of Zhu Rong, Candle Jiuyin, and Xuanming, and said: "If the poor Dao kills the three ancestral witches such as Er here, causing the twelve heavenly gods of the Wu clan to lose the great array, if you want to come to the Wu clan, you will definitely not be able to escape the slaughter of the demon clan." ”

The Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, although the divine power is immeasurable, only the twelve ancestral witches can gather together to put it out.

Don't say that there is a lack of three ancestral witches all of a sudden, even if there is a lack of one, it is difficult to put out the great array of the twelve heavenly gods.

Hearing this, Zhu Rong laughed loudly, didn't care, and said: "Xuan Song, although you have extraordinary powers, and even have an innate Five Elements and Five Directions Great Array, but if you want to kill me and the other three ancestors here, it is a big breath. ”

Xuan Ming on the side frowned, and said, "I've seen Xuan Song Zhenren!"

"The real person is a great supernatural person in the lineage of monks, why bother to form karma with me and other witch clans because of the matter of the human race!"

For Xuan Ming or the entire Wu Clan, the Human Race is only a small thing.

Poor Dao didn't want to wait for you, and asked the three ancestors to leave immediately. When Xuansong Daoren heard this, he snorted coldly and said.

The Lich War is imminent, and the two clans only have their last time left, and Gensong is too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Compared to the demon clan, the witch clan is even more hateful.

After all, although the human race was created by Nuwa Niangniang, it has nothing to do with the demon race.

It is the two clans of humans and witches, which can almost be confused, but the witch clan still slaughters the human tribe because of a demon slashing knife.

The hatred in it is not something that outsiders can imagine, I am afraid that only the human race itself knows.

The next moment, the divine light on Xuan Song's body flashed, and the aura belonging to the three corpses of the quasi-saint great supernatural power overflowed, and bursts of supreme divine power soared into the sky, falling towards Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, Candle Jiuyin, and a group of great witches.

At the same time, the five innate divine lights of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth came out of thin air, and besieged the three ancestral witches and the great witches.

Looking at it from a distance, I only felt that Wanshou Mountain was a place, and the nameless divine power was derived, and the space shook, as if a saint was in the wilderness.

The three ancestral witches, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, and Candle Jiuyin, shouted angrily in unison, relying on the indestructible true body of the ancestral witch, blocking in front of the great witches.

However, as the nameless coercion fell, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, and Candle Jiuyin only felt that their eyes were dark, and they actually had a trace of irresistible feeling!

"Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal!" Zhen Yuanzi shouted in a lost voice.

Only the Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal has such supreme supernatural powers.

The army of the Wu clan suddenly fell to the ground softly, and there was fear in their hearts, and they couldn't help but want to turn around and flee.

"Can the three ancestral witches retreat like this?" said Xuansong Daoren again lightly.

Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Xian!

The three ancestral witches of Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, and Candle Jiuyin all showed a trace of shock in their eyes, and they couldn't believe it, and asked, "You actually became a saint!"

Xuan Song did not explain this, whether he preached sanctification or not had nothing to do with the Wu clan.

"Congratulations to the real person for stepping into the realm of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal!"

Xuan Ming forcibly endured the coercion on his body, made a big salute respectfully, and said: "Since the sage has a word, I will wait for the Wu clan to leave Wanshou Mountain, and we will not set foot in half a step from now on." ”

Although Zhu Rong was unwilling, he knew very well that a saint was at present, and it was definitely not for the three of them to compete with the ancestors.

Even Fang Xuansong opened his mouth and said, the word of killing them is not a lie.

At that moment, the Wu clan silently left Wanshou Mountain, quite a little down.

Since the birth of the Wu Clan, he has fought with the Demon Clan twice, and he has never been so down.

However, at this time, he could only leave without saying a word.

This situation and this scene all show that the desolate world is no longer the desolate world of the two lich clans, nor is it the desolate world of the quasi-saints and supernatural powers, but the desolate world of the saints.

Of course, Xuan Song is a quasi-saint of three corpses, and it can also be regarded as half.

Xuan Song ignored the Wu clan's departure, turned to look at Zhen Yuanzi, and said, "How is Daoyou's injury!"

"It's okay, it's just that some of the vitality has been damaged. ”

Zhen Yuanzi didn't care about the injuries on his body, his eyes were fixed on Xuan Song, as if he was eager and couldn't believe it, and asked, "Daoist friends have already become holy!"

It's not that Zhen Yuanzi thinks too much, but except for the saints, he really can't think of why Xuan Song can have such ability.

Hearing this, Xuan Song shook his head and said, "I am still a quasi-saint Dao practitioner, and I am still one step away from the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and I have never achieved sanctification!"

Speaking of this, Xuan Song glanced at the Terran tribe in the mountain and said, "Wait for the poor Dao to go to the thirty-three outer heavens and his party, and come back to talk in detail with Daoist friends." ”

After saying that, the divine light on Xuan Song's body flashed, and his true body had disappeared.

Whether it is the coast of the East China Sea or Wanshou Mountain, Xuansong did not stay for long.

"It's still a quasi-holy path!"

Zhen Yuanzi muttered to himself, suddenly shocked, couldn't believe it, and said, "Could it be the peak of the quasi-saint!"

"Only the quasi-saint peak realm can be only one step away from the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal. ”

Thinking of this, how could Zhen Yuanzi stay in Wanshou Mountain with peace of mind, and immediately ordered a group of people to stay in Wanshou Mountain for a long time, not to leave half a step, and then go towards the thirty-three outer heavens.

Leave a crowd of people looking at each other!

In desperation, the whole human race could only settle down in Wanshou Mountain and rebuild the tribe according to Zhen Yuanzi's instructions.

At the same time, the Terran tribes in Wanshou Mountain, as well as the Terran tribes along the coast of the East China Sea, took out the last bit of property they had worked hard to preserve and built temples to worship the dragons and phoenixes and the East China Sea Sanxiu.

Among them, the dragon and phoenix clans are revered as totems and auspicious beasts by the human race.

Wherever there are dragons and phoenixes, they are all symbols of auspiciousness.

There are also 12 Taiyi Sanxiu who died because of the Terran war, respected as the 12 zodiac signs, and are the patron saints of the Terran race, and will always enjoy the incense and luck of the Terran race.

When the Netherworld is born, it will inevitably be reincarnated.

Zhen Yuanzi is respected by the human race as the ancestor of the earth immortals, and enjoys the merits of the human race.

Xuansong is respected by the human race as the five elements of heaven, on the top of Mount Tai in the East China Sea, set up a temple of gods, the human race is immortal, and the worship is not stopped.

In addition, there are many monks who are blessed with Terran incense offerings or luck merits.