Zhun Ti, who was far away in the Great Leiyin Temple in the west, was furious when he heard this! He roared madly: "Mole ant, mole ant! An ant who does not respect heaven and disrespect, dares to insult my dignified saint!

The guide next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is also shaking with long eyebrows, and his face is angry!

"Huh!"

I saw Zhun Ti throw the Seven Treasures Tree into the void, and the Seven Treasures Tree exuded seven colors of brilliance, and it flashed away in the void.

"It's not good!" Li Qingming saw all this in his eyes and listened to it in his ears through the Dao people of heaven and earth! With his understanding of Zhun Ti, it was definitely a master who would repay him! Now that Di Jiang had insulted Zhun Ti so much and made him lose face, how could he swallow this evil breath? I am afraid that even that sullen lead will be angry with Di Jiang.

Sure enough, I saw that Qingbi's void cracked a hole, and the seven-colored light flashed the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, aiming at the Emperor River and brushing it down.

First, Nuwa blocked its attack, and then there was a quasi-withdrawal of its magic weapon, and Di Jiang, who was angry in his heart, suddenly let out a violent roar. Instantly turned into a human form, raised a huge fist, and struck at the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree with one punch.

"Boom!"

The ending was not surprising, and Di Jiang's whole person was blasted out. The eyes of the Dao people of heaven and earth are cold, and the green tendons of the clenched fists are exposed!

"Whoosh"

The Seven Treasure Tree that succeeded in one blow crossed a straight line in mid-air and soared into the sky. Brushed towards the retreating unconscious Dijiang again. Where is this to teach Di Jiang a lesson, it is clearly to take his life!

On the other side, since the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner of the Styx River and the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Lao Tzu's Heaven and Earth, Nuwa's red hydrangea and the mountains and rivers of the society have collapsed respectively. The two of them stopped in mid-air, as if waiting for something,

Nuwa sat in the Wa Palace, and saw that her two proud treasures were actually collapsed by Styx and Lao Tzu, but she was lost by the two of them this time, and she couldn't help but be furious in her heart!

The Xuanyuan Water Control Flag swayed up and down, not to be outdone, and blood-colored light arrows flew out of the flag and shot towards the red hydrangea. Suddenly, two red rays were entangled in the air, fighting non-stop!

However, the map of the mountains and rivers is once again white and prosperous, and in the shaking of the picture scroll, a golden Dapeng bird flies out!

This Dapeng is dozens of zhang long, and its golden feathers are like carved from metal, shining in the hot sun! Its wings hit the sky, and the infinite wind shook the sky!

Jinpeng's whole body shone with this golden light, shooting out ten thousand golden sword qi, and slashed madly towards Lao Tzu's Linglong Pagoda!

The nine-foot-high pagoda was not afraid, and the rich Xuanhuang aura was full of it, and it was suppressed towards Jinpeng by the sword qi! Jinpeng's golden bird feathers flew one after another, and the sky roared!

"Humph!"

Jin Peng pressed the pagoda on his body, and kept screaming! A soft snort suddenly came from the void, and Jin Peng, who was struggling, was surrounded by golden flames. The whole body is like a god, shining brightly!

"Wow!"

With a scream, Jinpeng turned into a bolt of lightning and slammed straight into the pagoda! With the burning flames, it turned into a flaming true dragon on top of Jinpeng. I saw that the real dragon's muscles were knotted, and the dragon's head was hideous and terrifying. The terrifying aura on his body is intimidating!

"Boom!"

Jin Peng and the True Dragon slammed into the pagoda, and the violent energy fluctuations overturned the two Lich clans within thousands of zhang around them.

When the brilliance is gone, Jinpeng and the true dragon disappear without a trace, but the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda is even brighter than before!

From this, it can be seen that there is a huge gap between the sanctification of merit and the sanctification of three corpses!

......

Seeing that Dijiang is about to die under the Seven Treasures Tree!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sword aura rushed into the sky, and the four fairy swords flashing with various colors of swords trapped these Seven Treasure Wonderful Trees in a wonderful array! I saw that the fierce aura on the four swords rushed straight into the sky, and the fierce aura was full of the tip of the sword! The murderous aura of the Swallowing Heavens Han spread to the entire Nantianmen battlefield.

"haha! Zhun Ti, what kind of ability is it to bully juniors! Poor Dao has itchy hands lately, come and come! Wouldn't it be happy to fight with Poor Dao for 300 rounds! hahaha!" The loud laughter made the Zhun Ti in the distance tremble.

"Tongtian Daoyou, this is too much! The old monk and brother, but I have never had the idea of fighting with my fellow Daoists!" said in a loud voice.

"Hmph, what do I have to do with the East, what do you have to do with the West!" the original voice was as cold as ever.

"My Demon Clan......"

The seven saints simply ignored the two lich clans, and quarreled so wantonly, as if they were in their own dojo. It's just that this big factory seems to be bigger, encompassing the entire desolate land.

Above the desolate land, violent auras stirred each other, and boundless sound waves shattered countless fragile hills. There are countless little beasts that can't withstand the attack of this sound wave and die on the spot!

Just when the two lich clans were sluggish and quarreled all their lives, a majestic voice came from the sky: "Wait a minute! This matter is determined by heaven, and from now on the demon clan will govern the heavens and the witch clan will govern the land! Within 10,000 years, you must not fight by yourself, and you must not fight again." ”

As soon as the words fell, Dao Ancestor Hongjun instantly appeared on the battlefield of Nantianmen. No matter how the two clans and the saints reacted, with a flick of their sleeves, several spirit treasures flew back to their masters, and even the divine axe that was swallowed by the purple gold bowl flew out on its own. All the Wu clans were sent back to the Wu Clan's territory, and only the stumps and broken arms and the demon clan were left in the same place.

Hongjun swept the messy Nantianmen with cold eyes, and suddenly disappeared!

All the saints looked at their respective spiritual treasures in their hands in shock, and for the first time deeply felt the strength of Hongjun. With just a casual wave of his hand, he sent the magic weapon back to his respective cave heavens, which requires a very high understanding of the way of heaven! Although he and others can do it, they will definitely not be able to do it so easily and casually!

It seems that Hongjun's move is not only to calm the war, but also to warn the saints: This desolate land is still under the control of my Hongjun, even if you are holy, you must not act arbitrarily!

On the other hand, the Wu clan was sent back to the clan by Hongjun, and they were very angry! At this moment, there was even more noise in the ancestral witch hall.

Zhu Rong's face showed anger, and he roared hysterically: "If you don't become a saint, you will end up being an ant! That Nuwa and Zhun Ti will be a saint in vain!

Candle Jiuyin's face was gloomy, and his eyes were gloomy: "The most hateful thing is that the old Dao of Na Hongjun is like this! What do you say the heavens are like this! It's all about farting! If it weren't for this old way, there would be a few saints to help us resist Nuwa and other saints." The demon clan was wiped out, right now! I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......"

The Daoist of Heaven and Earth smiled coldly and said, "It's useless to talk too much! In this desolate land, whoever has a hard fist will have the final say! Whoever makes our cultivation not enough, and our skills are not as good as others!"

The ancestors nodded helplessly, and went to cultivate without mentioning it!

Let's take a look at the demon clans in Heavenly Court.

When Emperor Juntai saw that Dao Ancestor had sent the Wu clan back to the clan land, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart! If there were no few saints to stop him, I am afraid that the demon clan would have been destroyed!

The dignified demon court and the gloomy exit from the desolate stage are not what the two demon emperors want to see!

Glancing at each other, the two golden crows took a moment and immediately went to collect the remaining demons, but at this time, there were very few demons left.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, where is the Kunpeng Demon Master?" Di Jun stood on a high platform, stunned by Zuihou's mana, and shouted loudly.

"Whoa, whoa!"

From under a pile of rubble about 100 zhang high, a ragged Taoist with a dark face staggered towards Emperor Jun, bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, cough cough! Your Majesty Kunpeng is here!"

Di Jun recognized Kunpeng through the familiar Kunyu Dao hairpin, and hurriedly stepped forward a few steps to help Kunpeng up, and said, "Daoist friends are suffering!"

Kunpeng really wanted to cry without tears, and said in his heart: "It's not that you two are making trouble! I have to go to Nima to provoke the Wu Clan! In the end, it is not us innocent demons who will suffer!"

However, Kunpeng didn't dare to say these words, so he had to pretend to cry and said: "Bixia, this witch clan is really too deceitful!

Di Jun gently patted Kunpeng's shoulder and nodded silently.

At this moment, Bi Fang, one of the top ten protectors, staggered from the direction of the Lingxiao Palace, knelt down in front of Emperor Jun with a thud, and cried: "Bixia, bixia! My Lingxiao Hall and the Ten Directions Heavenly Palace are all destroyed!"

Emperor Jun's expression changed greatly, he left behind the demons, and threw himself towards the Lingxiao Hall with enough strength. But seeing that the Lingxiao Hall had become a ruin, and there were ruins and broken walls everywhere! Thinking of the roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth after the disappearance of the Dijiang River, he couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood, and looked up to the sky and howled: "Dijiang Xiao'er! My Emperor Jun hereby swears that he will destroy your Wu Clan......!"

(PS: Finally finished writing the first Lich War!To be honest, Panda is very fortunate to write these chapters!Panda is not good at writing large-scale battles, so he wrote the Great War into several parts.) If you readers and friends think it's a little messy, don't be surprised!