Five thousand years have passed.

Buzhou Mountain, in the center of the Honghuang Continent, the towering pillar is the spine of Pangu, its height is not more than hundreds of millions of zhang, Pangu opens the sky and turns all things, there are great merits in heaven and earth, and all things in the world are also affected by the shadow of Pangu, and even many are part of Pangu, contaminated with the innate aura and turned into shape, so Pangu should be worshiped by all things, tens of millions of years, everyone who comes to Buzhou Mountain will consciously worship Buzhou Mountain.

There are hundreds of millions of zhang of trees under the mountain of Buzhou, the grass and trees on it stand in a forest, the spiritual flowers and strange fruits are innumerable, the beasts are galloping, the cranes fly and the apes dance, a good scene of vitality.

At this moment, "Boom!" A stream of nine-colored light surged up, and two hundred and seventy-five pillars of colored light soared into the sky, and a strong momentum suddenly erupted.

It is equivalent to the momentum of the Mixed Yuan Levelless Saint King Twenty-Nine Heavens.

Of these, thirty-five were purple-gold, and two hundred and forty were golden.

Two hundred and seventy-five Most Holy Ways come out.

Suddenly, the sky above the entire Buzhou Mountain, the wind and clouds surged, and in the midst of the desolation, the Twelve Witch God Temple's Xingtian suddenly opened his eyes, and laughed wildly: "Ten thousand years have finally passed," the Holy King, "I want one!"

"At this time, those above the saint level can't make a move, three hundred and sixty-five holy positions, of which thirty-six are holy kings, and the others are ordinary holy positions, just like Ancestor Wu Taiyi and others are ordinary holy positions.

"If the power of the Heavenly Dao borrowed by a saint is a hundred, then the Holy King is twenty, and the ordinary Holy Position is only two.

Of course, if it doesn't mean that ordinary saints are necessarily weaker than the most holy kings, the difference between them is just the speed of mana recovery.

Compared with the mana of the Heavenly Dao Saint compared to the ordinary Mixed Yuan Saint, the mana of the Heavenly Dao Saint is infinite, and the mana of the Mixed Yuan Saint will be used up sooner or later.

"Boom!" twelve terrifying powers emanated from the twelve witch gods.

At this moment, their bodies were rising against the storm, and their bodies instantly rose to a height of 100,000 zhang, and they each led their clansmen to rush towards the Holy Dao Fruit.

Those praying mantis catching cicadas, yellow finches behind, sandpiper clam fighting, etc., the Wu clan is not afraid of being robbed.

As long as the strength is strong enough, you can be directly suppressed.

After the death of the Wu clan, he just went to see the Ten Ancestors.

The Wu clan controls the six realms of reincarnation, and the ten ancestors suppress the eighteen layers of hell.

The entire underworld belongs to their Wu clan, and they only think that as long as their fists are hard enough, all conspiracies are in the face of absolute power.

Gods and horses are all floating clouds .......

Suddenly, countless powerful auras sprung up all over the wilderness.

Soaring into the sky, permeating the heavens and the earth, although they can't compare to the demons and witches, they are all the powerhouses above the quasi-saint Eight Heavens.

At this moment, the powerful people who were watching from all sides were all dispatched, fighting and trying to snatch the holy position.

Among them, the most competitive are the twenty-two witch gods and demon gods, but there are more than two hundred of them in the holy position, even if they each take one-tenth.

There are also more than a hundred Holy Dao Fruits, and there are some powerhouses who are waiting and seeing, and they finally can't help it at this moment.

So, he made a decisive move and began to snatch the ......

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Boom!

The bell of the Eastern Emperor rang, and the sound waves shook for nine days and ten earths.

Suddenly, the golden light skyrocketed, and the terrifying power diffused out, like a surging wave, sweeping in all directions, instantly killing countless unlucky eggs of the quasi-saint Eightfold Heaven.

Between heaven and earth, there was a golden yellow, and the faces of the twelve witch gods changed slightly at this moment.

Hou Yi scolded: "I didn't expect it", Taiyi was willing to lend his Donghuang Bell to the demon god.

In the golden light, countless invisible attacks were densely killed.

The twelve witch gods did not hesitate, and condensed the strength of their flesh to resist.

"Witch God Xingtian, you bastard, give me death!" Ji Meng drank violently. Originally, Ji Meng didn't want to shoot so quickly and wanted to preserve his strength, but he didn't expect Xingtian to take all the Wu clans to make a move so quickly. But Ji Meng had no choice, if he didn't make a move, the Wu clan would definitely rob it all, but in the end, he was gone.

"Crack the sky with one punch, open it for me!" The God of War roared violently, and his right fist blasted out like lightning, slamming head-on towards the Eastern Emperor Bell with unparalleled strength.

After a loud bang, he deserved to be called the god of war of the Wu clan, Xingtian, blocked the Eastern Emperor Bell with his iron fist!

Although it is said that Ji Meng can only send one-tenth of the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell, it can be said that Xing Tian is really strong.

Of course, Xingtian himself was not without paying a price, his 100,000-zhang body was shaken back thousands of miles by that huge impact force, and the flesh and blood were already blurred on the same iron fist! Relatively speaking, it was nothing to block this powerful bombardment at such a price!

Dumbfounded! For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded, knowing that it was a Chaos Spirit Treasure.

It was unexpectedly blocked by Xingtian with his flesh and blood, which was too appalling.

However, this is just the beginning, Hou Yi and the others reacted at this time, and did not give Ji Meng, Ying Zhao and other ten demon gods time to react.

Hou Yi shouted: "Kill!"

As soon as Hou Yi's voice fell, he directly used the Hou Yi Divine Bow to shoot a qualitative and invisible arrow directly towards Ji Meng, Hou Yi's purpose was very simple, it was best to mourn one of the ten demon gods, or seriously injure the other party, so that he would not have a chance to take care of the competition for the 'Holy Dao Fruit' and win a few more "Holy Dao Fruits" for his clan!

When Hou Yi's outbreak broke out, Ji Meng was unlucky, and before he could react, his body was knocked away by the strong killing intent, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood in the sky.

At this moment, the Wu Clan snatched thirty Holy Dao Fruits, and the Demon Clan reacted and snatched twenty-five.

The scattered cultivation power quasi-saint-level snatched more than a dozen, and the Styx River fished in the muddy water and took a supreme king, three supreme saints, to say that this Styx was crushed to death by the holy power of the Houtu when the Houtu was sanctified, and the strength of the Houtu was almost restored in the past five thousand years.

More than half of the more than 200 Supreme Holy Dao Fruits instantly turned into countless Dao Lights and disappeared.

Buzhou Mountain has five Most Holy King Dao Fruits and fifteen Most Holy Dao Fruits left.

In mid-air, there was a purple-gold and golden aura.

And there are not tens of thousands of quasi-saint powers on the scene, but also seven or eight thousand, which is enough.

Although the witch clan and the demon clan have obtained the Most Holy Dao Fruit.

But the fight did not stop there.

The two clans had already killed their eyes red, and the battle was dark, and there were even a large number of demon clans and witch clans, rushing down to the Nine Heavens and killing on the desolate land.

At this time, in the nine-fold heavens and on the desolate land, corpses were all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed, and the picture was unbearable.

Those two heavens and earths seem to be blood-red at this moment.

"Horror!

"Cruel.

On the battlefield, the screams continued, and the smell of blood was strong, coming to the nose, and it made people sick.

The witch clan, the demon clan, and the two clans have suffered heavy casualties!

On the earth, patches of plants and spiritual roots are also rapidly withering and withering under the blowing of the violent momentum.

Such a scene made the saints who secretly watched from the Wu Clan's saint-level ancestors, the Demon Clan's saint-level Taiyi and others with a look of struggle and distress on their faces, so many quasi-saint-level powerhouses had died that they almost couldn't help but make a move, but there was not a single saint who could make a move.

Ye Chenxing stood on Buzhou Mountain, looking down at the battle between the two lich clans in the desolate Buzhou Mountain, and thought to himself, could this be the legendary Lich War, no! The Wu clan has not used the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, and the demon clan has not used the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, which proves that the two clans do not want to fight and lose both.

At this moment, Ye Chenxing suddenly felt two powerful auraes.

These two auras were far more powerful than the Wu Clan, the Demon Clan, and those who were scattered cultivators.