"Kill!"

The shouting and killing on Zhou Shan's side has not stopped for the past twenty years, and after the high-level of the two clans fell one after another, the battle situation here has become more intense.

This kind of long-term killing has left little sanity for the people of both races, and the only thing that is clear in their minds is to kill as many opponents as possible and make their own race victorious.

In battle, they will use all their means, and if they can beat it, they will fight it, and if they can't fight, they will die with the other party.

Therefore, on the battlefield, there will be explosions from time to time, and they will be endless, all caused by their self-explosion, which makes the eyelids of people watching the war between the two clans on the flood famine.

Because people who blow themselves up, if they don't have special means, they will all be scattered and completely disappear in the desolate world, and they won't even have a chance to be reincarnated.

With such extreme measures, the people of the two races rarely hesitate to do it, and this courage alone is beyond the reach of other races.

High in the air, the battle of Di Jun and the others continued, and at this time they did not fight separately, but gathered together to resist the remaining three ancestors of the Wu Clan.

On the demon clan's side, Di Jun and Fu Xi were both injured, and Kunpeng was fine, but he didn't work hard and didn't dare to work hard, resulting in being pressed and beaten by Di Jiang and the three of them.

The atmosphere between several people was very depressing, no one opened their mouths to say any nonsense, they were all expressionless (except for Kunpeng), with a look of evil in their eyes, and they were ruthless in their hands, bent on killing each other.

Fu Xi's injuries are more serious, and by now, he has begun to feel powerless, so he is often taken advantage of by the Wu clan on the opposite side to add new injuries.

Emperor Jun and Kunpeng also wanted to share some of the attacks for him, but they were only trying to resist themselves, so the situation at this time was very critical for the demon clan.

Seeing this, Fu Xi sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that he couldn't drag it out any longer, so he spread his mind and asked Di Jun and Kunpeng to retreat, and he faced the three of the Wu clan alone, and then without much hesitation, he blew himself up.

Up to now, there is no possibility for the two clans to stop, it is just to see who can have the last laugh and who becomes the final winner. Fu Xi's self-explosion created an opportunity for the demon clan, and the three of Di Jiang were seriously injured.

Nuwa of the Wa Palace saw her brother blow himself up, her face was ugly, and she almost couldn't help but take action to end the war, but in the end she held back.

Daozu's order is not easy to disobey, and Nuwa Niangniang has a wisp of Fuxi's primordial god in her hand, which she obtained from Fuxi by means of a saint before the two clans of the Lich and the two clans went to war, but she was afraid that there would be this situation.

As a result, the last thing you want to see still happened, and in the future, you can only use this wisp of Yuan Shen to slowly resurrect Fuxi.

She also thought about extracting the primordial gods of Di Jun, Taiyi and others in case of accidents, but no matter how she cast a spell, she couldn't extract them, so Nuwa Niangniang knew that this was the meaning of the Heavenly Dao, and she was helpless.

Fu Xi's self-explosion, the most seriously injured was Di Jiang, he cultivated to a high level, and immediately after discovering the situation, he immediately protected Xuan Ming and Gonggong with all his might.

The two of them were only slightly injured, but Di Jiang's own back was blown up, revealing rows of bones, and his internal organs were also cracked.

Di Jiang spat out blood, then smiled, and said to Xuan Ming and Gonggong:

"Live well, for the sake of the Wu Clan!"

After saying this, Di Jiang flew towards Di Jun and the others, and the cultivation energy on his body began to be disordered, and then he didn't give Di Jun a chance to retreat, and he also blew himself up.

Rumble~

"Big brother!" Xuan Ming and Gonggong shouted loudly, flying in the direction of Dijiang's self-explosion like crazy.

And Di Jun and Kunpeng had already been blown away by the energy of the explosion, and finally Di Jun barely stood up and checked his injuries.

After checking it, Di Jun smiled bitterly, he was really injured too badly, and he no longer had the ability to fight again, and the Wu clan still had the two ancestors of Xuan Ming and Gonggong, could it be that my demon clan could only let people eat in the future?

While he was thinking about countermeasures, he saw Xuan Ming and Gonggong flying in his direction, and he was happy instead of worrying about it.

Originally, he no longer had the ability to cause harm to Xuan Ming and them, but now that they flew over by themselves, then use my death to pave the way for the future of the demon clan.

Di Jun glanced at Kunpeng in the distance again, his eyes were full of deep meaning, and now, he couldn't care what Kunpeng had in his heart, Kunpeng was a demon clan, and he would always take care of the surviving demon creatures in the future.

Xuan Ming and Gonggong, who flew towards Di Jun, were bent on killing Di Jun to avenge their dead brothers, and Xuan Ming, who was flying in front, noticed the smile on Di Jun's face, and his heart suddenly struck, and without thinking about it, he punched Gong Gong behind him, making him fly far away in the opposite direction.

At this moment, Di Jun blew himself up, and the energy storm of the explosion swallowed Xuan Ming, and the two fell like this.

Kunpeng in the distance felt a chill in his heart when he saw this, now that only he and the Wu clan were still alive, he thought that he couldn't stay here any longer, otherwise the madman of the Wu clan would drag him to hell with him.

So, Kunpeng didn't delay any longer, and flew towards his Beihai with his strength, and on the way, he saw the Hetuluo books scattered outside after Di Jun blew himself up, he quickly put them away, and then accelerated out of here.

On the other side, Gonggong, who was beaten far away by Xuan Ming, finally avoided Di Jun's self-explosion and was not seriously injured.

When he saw that Xuan Ming was blown up in order to protect him, he couldn't help crying bitterly, the twelve brothers born together were now only himself, how could this not hurt him.

Gonggong's temperament is similar to Zhu Rong's, irritable and extreme, he thinks that in the future world, there will be no more brothers with him day and night, he feels that the whole world is dark, and he doesn't have much meaning to live.

And since the descendants of Pangu Father God have all fallen cleanly, there is no need for other races in the flood wilderness to exist.

With these thoughts, the co-worker roared, and then gathered all his strength, and without looking back, he slammed into Zhou Mountain, which was transformed by the backbone of Pangu, and he wanted to break Zhou Shan, so that the sky would be shattered, and the heavenly river would be reversed, flooding the desolate land.

"Click~Boom~"

Zhou Shan was hit by this, and he really began to break apart from the middle. The two Lich clans, who were still fighting near Zhoushan, were startled at the same time, and then they looked up at the sky at the same time, and then they saw a scene that they would never forget.

I saw that countless cracks appeared densely on the Zhou Mountain, and huge boulders continued to fall on the mountain, and the mountain that was broken off from the mountainside began to tilt to one side and collapse.

The mountain that held up the sky fell, and cracks like cobwebs appeared in the sky, and drops of water flowed out of the cracks and fell to the earth.

There were more and more droplets of water, and with a bang, a large hole broke open in the sky, and a huge amount of water from the heavenly river flowed down from it and poured into the desolate land.

The two lich clans on the ground suffered for this, and the water and fire were ruthless, not to mention the water of the heavenly river, the weight of a drop of water was equivalent to a hundred and ten catties of big stones, and now it was a huge water blow of thousands and overwhelming.

The two Lich clans each lost 10% of their people in just one fell swoop. Yang Yi was hidden on the side and never came to the rescue, because this was the cause and effect that the two clans had to bear.

The Lich War has led to the destruction of life, the shattering of the desolate land, and now the Zhou Mountain, which supports the sky, has been cut off, and naturally it will be punished.

But he couldn't let the heavenly water flow backwards, and after seeing the two lich clans being punished, Yang Yi began to make a move, blocking the heavenly water that continued to flow, and temporarily holding the heavens and the earth.

I saw that with a wave of his hand, two spiritual treasures flew out, a gourd spiritual treasure was used to hold the heavenly water, and a pagoda spiritual treasure supported the descending sky.

But this alone is only a temporary relief, and it won't last long.

At this moment, several spiritual treasures flew from afar, Lao Tzu's Taiji diagram, the primitive Pangu flag, the Zhuxian Sword that reached the sky, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree of Zhun Ti and the Divine Monument of the Introduction.

After these spiritual treasures flew in, they all conjured up different appearances, some supported the sky, and some went to collect the water of the heavenly river.

Then several saints also came here, they didn't care about the existing lich and others, first greeted each other, Lao Tzu said to the big hole in the sky:

"The war between the two clans of the Lich is over, but it has also left a lot of troubles, and now the most important thing is this broken sky and Zhou Mountain, junior brothers, junior sisters and Yang Daoyou, what is the best way to solve it!"

"There is a giant turtle in the North Sea, since the beginning of the opening of the Pangu God, it has lived there, day after day, year after year, only the body can not be transformed, and now, it is extremely huge, if its limbs are used as a thing to support the sky, it can completely solve the problem of the sky falling, and the poor road is willing to go over to retrieve it. Yang Yi said with a smile.

"In this way, there is Lao Yang Daoyou. Lao Tzu said politely.

"It's okay, it's what I'm supposed to do. Then Yang Yi took out another spiritual treasure with his backhand, which was the innate treasure Qiankun Ding, he threw the treasure to Nuwa Niangniang, and then said:

"Nuwa Daoyou is good at the way of creation, and it is the most suitable to do the work of mending the sky. ”

"Thank you Yang Daoyou, there are just a lot of Heavenly Replenishment Divine Stones in the hands of Poor Dao, which were obtained from the Treasure Rock of Zixiao Palace, and now with Daoyou's Baoding, it is no longer a problem to make up for the sky. ”

Nuwa took the Qiankun Ding and said happily. This is something that can be done to gain great merit, and she is naturally happy.

Yang Yi smiled, nodded to the others, and left here in the blink of an eye, coming to the place where the giant turtle of the North Sea was.

This giant turtle is very easy to find, because of its huge size, the sea can no longer cover it, and a third of its body is exposed on the surface of the sea, Yang Yi can see it at a glance.

Yang Yi flashed in front of the giant turtle again, saw the giant turtle with his eyes closed and snoring in his nostrils, and said with a smile:

"Big sea turtle, you sleep comfortably, get up quickly, something good is coming!"

The turtle that slept with its eyes closed did not respond, and continued to snore and sleep soundly. Yang Yi shook his head, then reached out and flicked the turtle's nose, the turtle was in pain, so he woke up.

He was dazed, opened his eyes the size of an island, saw Yang Yi not far away, and said in a humming voice:

"Who are you, why bothered me to sleep here, I didn't provoke you!"