All the saints are a little embarrassed in their hearts, and they don't know how to deal with it, and besides, the saints don't have the strength to subdue any of them, but fortunately, the demon clan has been defeated and morale is low, but the Wu clan has just experienced a big victory, and it is by no means just a few saints who just talk in the vernacular.

Lao Tzu lowered his head and thought for a while, "Lao Dao, it seems that the Lich War, the life is ruined, it is not a good thing, if you can not fight, you will not fight, and the reason for the Lich War is not something that we can decide in a word, and it is not good for us to interfere in the affairs of the Lich, I don't know what you Taoist friends think?"

Lao Tzu kicked the ball out again, but Lao Tzu's meaning is also very clear, that is, the saints should not interfere in the dispute between the lich, the main thing is that Nuwa Niangniang, can no longer favor the demon clan, as for the future lich to fight and kill the saints will no longer interfere.

"What Lao Tzu Daoyou said is very true, but how should it end now?" Zhun Ti spoke.

"I don't think it's better for the lich to stop fighting for the time being, and stop killing evil. Primordial also spoke.

After thinking about it, I understood Sanqing's plan, the Lich War was unstoppable, and the saints were happy to see it, but this time the loss of the demon clan was too great, Sanqing wanted to give the demon clan a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, and as soon as the original words came out, Lao Tzu also nodded in agreement.

As soon as the ancestral witch heard it, we took a lot of effort to cripple the demon clan, and we were going to kill Di Jun and Taiyi, what, you want us to let them go in vain, Di Jiang stood up on behalf of the Wu clan.

"I have seen all the saints, Emperor Jun invaded my homeland and killed my people for no reason, this revenge must be avenged, and I hope that the saints will fulfill us. ”

"Hmph, Dijiang, do you dare to threaten the saint?" Nuwa's eyebrows furrowed, and her face was like frost.

"Nuwa Daoyou, what Di Jiang said is not unreasonable, becoming a king and defeating a thief has been the same since ancient times, since the demon clan has been defeated, it can't be said to be like this. Then he took the conversation again.

"Pick up Daoyou, Emperor Jun is the emperor of the demon clan, do you want to see if the demon clan is in chaos?"

"It is not a pity for such a troubled and desolate man to die. Zhun Ti said coldly.

"It's hard to get it, and you can't do it with me. "Nuwa is going to die to protect Dijun and Taiyi, of course, she doesn't necessarily fight to the death for Dijun and Zhun Ti, but she was forced to this point and can't let go, and Nuwa also faintly guessed Sanqing's thoughts, so she never showed weakness in her mouth.

Lao Tzu's white eyebrows raised, the two saints of the West sat on the side of the Wu clan, and it is difficult to say that there is no collusion between them, now it is obvious that the Wu clan is strong, and the demon clan must not be allowed to decline, otherwise it will be out of control.

"Fellow Daoists, you don't have to quarrel, I think this time for the sake of Senior Sister Nuwa, I will stop the war for the time being, but in the future, all the saints will not interfere in the Lich War, what do you think?" Lao Tzu spoke.

Lao Tzu, as the head of the Xuanmen, has the support of the primitive and Tongtian, his words are naturally very weighty, and he doesn't really want to help the Wu clan in his heart, on the contrary, his mind is no different from Sanqing, but the means are different.

"Daoyou Dijiang, I think you might as well promise to let Di Jun and the others go, I'm here to make a promise for the saints, and I won't interfere with the affairs of the lich in the future, how about it?"

Di Jiang knew that the saints had reached an agreement, and it was by no means something he could resist at the moment, and Nuwa's attack just now made Di Jiang and the other ancestors still remember it vividly, and after seeing the methods of the saints, Di Jiang did not dare to peel off the saint's face, so he had to nod and agree.

A great war ended for the time being, and the final appearance of the saints did not change anything, but only allowed the conflict to erupt later and more violently.

As soon as Emperor Juntai returned to Heaven, he went to recuperate from his injuries, and the Wu Clan only made a brief correction, and sent troops to sweep away the power of the demon clan in the desolate land.

The core combat power of the demon clan was damaged, and it was difficult to deal with it, so it could only try its best to restrain the people and horses to the heavenly court, but it was inevitable that there would be countless casualties, and the foundation of the demon clan had been shaken.

The number of the Wu clan is limited, after several battles, the elite has also lost a lot, and now the desolate land is basically controlled by the Wu clan, and the demon clan has all retreated above the stars, and the Wu clan does not have enough strength to attack the heavenly court for a while, and the two parties have fallen into a stalemate.

There are also gainers in this catastrophe, such as the Terrans, the Witches drove the demons out of the land, and the number of the Witches was not enough to fill the vacancy, so the Terrans picked up a bargain, and the number made great progress.

Countless unjust souls wandered on the desolate land, and many of them were restrained by the Wu Clan, and it depends on the methods of the ancestral witch as to what it is useful.

The rest of the souls were drawn by the yin and evil qi, and naturally came to the sea of blood, which cheapened the ancestor of the Styx, since the defeat in the hands of the guide, the Styx has been concentrating on cultivation, looking forward to revenge, but since the Zixiao Palace, the Styx knows that revenge is probably hopeless, but the Styx is also a high-minded and arrogant person, practicing hard, hoping to one day achieve the dignity of the saint.

The entry of these souls made Styx extremely excited, and his blood god son clone was completed, and almost all of the 480 million blood god son clones had the cultivation of golden immortals, which made Styx's strength skyrocket, almost comparable to the realm of a saint who cut two corpses, but he couldn't find the opportunity to cut the corpse.

Styx was watching these countless souls struggle in the sea of blood, wailing, ups and downs, and Styx's heart was touched, and a little red light shot out, detaining a soul, and taking a little seawater from the sea of blood.

Styx doesn't care about the wailing and pain of this soul at all, and uses ** to fuse the sea water and the soul together, like boiling oil meets water, the soul is crying bitterly, and it disappears when the mourning is not long, and the Styx has spent a hundred years in a row, and finally found the essence of creation after the countless souls were wiped out, and created a family, that is, Shura, from which Styx selected the four with the best qualifications as disciples.

They were named Freedom Heaven, Lust Heaven, Great Brahma, and Shiva, and the Shura clan was born.

A lot of merit fell in the sky, and it fell on the head of the River Styx, and the evil corpse of the ancestor of the River Styx was cut out and achieved the quasi-saint position, but the River Styx still has self-knowledge, not to mention those saints who can't be provoked, even any clan of the lich is not something he can provoke, so he can cultivate in the sea of blood with peace of mind and be an overlord.

I'm afraid that Styx can't stay on one side with peace of mind, and as soon as he saw merit landing in the sea of blood on Mount Meru, he knew that the Shura clan was born, and he was afraid that he would have to act again.

Summoned the turtle, urged the mount to come to the edge of the sea of blood, used ** to hide the body, took out a relic and put it into the sea of blood, this is called the way of the other, and the other body, Shura also wants Shura to deal with it, and the introduction is to give this Shura a Buddha heart.

Then he went to the coast of the North Sea, took hundreds of boulders, returned to Mount Meru, and engraved his own perception of Western practice** on it, as for the outside of the mountain, for those who are destined to come to practice.

The arrangement is stopped, and the secret plan is taken, it is time to let the earth fall, incarnate and reincarnate, and balance the lich forces.

In the current ancestral witch hall, the twelve ancestral witches, together with some outstanding witches, drank and carnivaled together throughout the whole day, defeating the demon clan, so that these witch clans found the feeling of being the overlord of the wilderness, and the mood was indescribable.

This time, the ancestral witches discussed the future of the Wu clan together, and Gonggong and Zhurong These ancestral witches said loudly what "the demon clan is vulnerable", "defeat the heavenly court to capture Emperor Jun, destroy the demon clan and capture Taiyi", "The witch clan unification of the flood and famine" and the like, Candle Jiuyin and Dijiang are rare wise men of the Wu clan, and they have their own calculations in their hearts, and they are not as optimistic as others.

"Big brother, you see it's a Nuwa saint, it's not something we can deal with, there are other saints, if we want to destroy the demon clan, these saints have to face it, who knows which side they will be on?"

"Brother Xian is right, although Zhun Ti is inclined to us, it is difficult to say whether he can really help us, we have to think of a way. ”

"Big brother, I think we have always been upright, and we don't want to play some hypocrisy, but now I'm afraid we have to do some shady tricks. Candle Jiuyin had a smile on his face, which made people's hearts cold.

Di Jiang lowered his head and thought for a moment, "If it's easy to use, Nuwa is just a saint's face and shoots at us, and we don't have to endure it." ”

Candle Jiuyin stretched out his right hand, there were two balls of essence blood on the palm of his hand, which were golden yellow, and there was a faint compelling heat in it, which kept rolling, Di Jiang was slightly stunned when he saw it, and then laughed.

"Brother Xian, is this the essence blood of the two beasts, Dijun and Taiyi, you really have a way. Di Jiang immediately understood Candle Jiuyin's plan, and secretly admired it in his heart.

"Big brother, this is what the younger brother collected when the big war was called, and he originally wanted to use the secret method of our Wu clan to concoct Di Jun, but I didn't expect it to be so useful, and the two flat-haired beasts were unlucky. ”

After Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin had finished discussing, they summoned several ancestral witches who were proficient in secret techniques to arrange together, to plot the surnames of Di Jun and Taiyi.

Hou Tu as one of the ancestral witches, not good at these, she is better at saving people's secret arts, Hou Tu is a rare kind-hearted person in the Wu clan, humble and humble, deeply loved by the Wu clan, even many human races are extremely worshiped by Hou Tu.

Many ancestral witches were busy arranging, and Houtu also felt that the ancestral witch hall was a little boring, so he came to visit the desolate land, and Nuwa frowned on the way, which was not pleasant.

Originally, a lot of mountains and rivers, spiritual grass and fairy roots were destroyed in the battle, and the desolate land was a lot barren, but there were human races living peacefully everywhere, which was also interesting.

Houtu felt a trace of traction in the dark, and rushed to the south, along the way, Houtu saw unjust souls and evil ghosts floating around from time to time, guided by the power of yin, and went to the sea of blood, and Houtu's heart moved.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed greatly, the heaven and the earth were full of blood-red color, the blood rain corroded the earth, countless lichs fell together, the blood of the monk stained the heaven and the earth, the monk's dying wail, shook the earth, the heaven and the earth mourned together, and all things cried together, a full scene of the end times.

Houtu saw a person of the Wu clan, his chest was pierced by a magic weapon, this Wu clan, with a loud shout, exploded his law body, and died together with several demon clans, on the vast battlefield, this is just a microcosm, and the more tragic battle continues.

Hou Tu raised his head, just in time to see that above the stars was the battle between the lich leaders, Di Jun was covered in blood, waving his long sword and fighting with several huge demon gods, Taiyi was holding the Donghuang Bell on his head, just urging the magic weapon to hit a 10,000-foot high demon god, and the terrible howl shook Hou Tu's heart, she knew that this was the true body of her brother Tianwu's ancestral witch, and a pain from the depths of her soul was diffused in Hou Tu's heart.

The battle continued, the blood was still lingering, there was a little tear hanging in the corner of Houtu's eyes, Houtu wanted to close his eyes and avoid this torture, but he couldn't hide it, the shouting of killing was still in his ears, and the smell of blood was still pungent.

After a long time, the illusion gradually disappeared, and a gray-robed Taoist stood in front of Hou Tu.

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I'm a little dissatisfied with the last few chapters.,I'm afraid Taoist friends don't necessarily like it.,Let me sort out my thoughts.,Today's temporary chapter.,Tomorrow's account.,The day after tomorrow.。