Prehistoric Hongmeng Supreme

Chapter 252 Chapter 247

"The human race is immortal, and the saints of heaven and earth can't sleep or eat!"

The human race below is still fighting the Lich non-stop!

The ground was stained red with blood, there was no place for the soul to rest, and the corpses were scattered!

This is a battle that is enough to shock the prehistoric world!
How long!
Unlimited robbery!
How about fierce beasts measuring calamity, and dragon Han measuring calamity?

Even the battle between dao and demons is not so tragic!
There used to be a prehistoric battle, fought without a saint, now, which one of the Lich people is not fighting with a saint!
The battle of the saints is devastating!

Just the aftermath, some young creatures were killed directly!

"Oh!"

A loud sound soared into the sky, and above the nine heavens, the boundless blood-colored setting sun shone on the earth. In the 33rd heaven, above the chaos, blood flowed down the long river, turning into a rain of blood!
"Tick! Tick!"

Blood rains down, scarlet and bleak!

"The Wu Clan formation is finally broken!"

The Twelve Patriarchal Witch spit out blood and shot it out!

Lying on their backs, they looked at the man in front of them, and the fear in their hearts increased dramatically!
Wu Tian, ​​one step at a time, the blood-colored footprints are stepping on the land below, his eyes are shining, and he is looking at the Wu Clan!

"Di Jiang, this time, your witch clan has lost!"

"I want you and other ancestor witches to witness the blood of the descendants of the witch clan spilled all over the river!"

"How did the Wu Clan treat my human Erlang tens of thousands of years ago? Today, I, Wu Tian, ​​lead the human Erlang to repay the original karma!"

At this moment, Di Jiang struggled to stand up, facing Wu Tian!

A hoarse voice slowly came out of his mouth!

"I ~ lost ~ ancestor witch ~ lost ~ witch clan ~ lost!"

"Ha ha!"

"We are all pawns after all. Witches don't kneel to the heavens and the earth. Father God is already like this, so what if he stands up to the heavens and the earth? When it's time to fall, he still falls!"

"Wu Tian, ​​if I, Di Jiang, committed suicide, can I spare other members of the Wu Clan!"

Blood flew across Di Jiang's body, soaking his clothes!

The blood-colored Taoist robe, in this setting sun, is even more vicissitudes!
"No big brother!"

Zhu Jiuyin yelled and stood up with difficulty to stop Di Jiang!

"Brother, don't do that!"

"Brother, absolutely not!"

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In an instant, the twelve ancestral witches were all struggling to die in battle, swaying unsteadily, looking at Dijiang, and stopping the road!
"Wu Tian, ​​I am willing to die instead of my elder brother!"

Zhu Jiuyin looked at Wu Tian with desolation in his eyes!

This is the end of the matter, the defeat of the Wu Clan is settled!
Yaozu is not feeling well anywhere, even more so!
Zhu Jiuyin, as the second elder brother of the Wu clan, how could she just watch her elder brother die!
"Second brother, it's not okay, let me come, I'm straight-tempered, and life is meaningless!"

Zhu Rong stood up and said coldly to Wu Tian!

"Let me do it!"

"I, Gong Gong, have lived long enough. I was the ancestor witch who killed the most of your human race back then!"

"Let me do it, the human race I killed with poison is no less than the human race you flooded!"

Shebishi said slowly!
"Let me do it……"

"No, I'll come..."

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In this way, the Twelve Ancestral Witches fought for their own death in exchange for the peace of the Witch Clan!

In the prehistoric times of this life, there is no Zhurong and Gonggong fighting to destroy Buzhou Mountain, no Yi shooting the sun, and no Chang'e appearing!
The prehistoric world has changed, changing invisibly!

There is no Nuwa in the Yaozu, there is no Zhoutian Star Dou formation, and there is no Hunyuan Heluo formation!

Everything has changed!

The human race is no longer the puppet of the saint of heaven!
Facing the attempt of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to seek death, Wu Tian was suddenly furious: "Shut up, you also know what it feels like to lose your comrades, do you also know what it feels like to lose a loved one?"

"Now we are sympathetic to each other, but tens of thousands of years ago, how did you and other witches treat our human race?"

"The fourth patriarch of my human race, apart from this deity, none of them survived. If it weren't for the arrival of our Holy Mother clone at the critical moment, Suirenshi and others have long since disappeared!"

"All of this is your Lich's fault. If you, Di Jiang, hadn't tore up the human treaty, would this result be possible now!"

"The human race is not the livestock raised by your witch race, you have no right to have the power of life and death over them!"

Wu Tian roared, and the miserable life of the human race kept appearing in his mind!

Along the way, the human race has almost always been on the verge of life and death!
When the human race was born, the dao calamity was cracked when Nuwa proved the dao!
The rest of the Lich Double Tribulation, the human race needs to break it by itself!
"Today, the twelve ancestor witches will all fall, and all the witch clan will be slaughtered by my human race!"

"I, Wu Tian, ​​will use the methods you Lich used back then to make you realize what powerlessness is!"

"The human race loves peace, but there is no way to do it. This is a prehistoric place where the jungle preys on the strong!"

A spirit sword flew out from Wu Tian's hand, held it in his hand, and came to Zhu Rong's body step by step, grinning, the smile was extremely terrifying!
"Look, my human race can also laugh, not just howling everywhere!"

"It's just that the smile is not as bright as your lich!"

"You lich slaughtered my human race, smiling and excited, have you forgotten all of this?"

"Zhu Rong? You burned more than 740 human races with raging flames. Today I will let you taste what it feels like to be burned by raging flames!"

"Martial arts holy flame, come out!"

Zhu Rong's face was pale, and he watched a burst of purple flames rising from behind Wu Tian, ​​turning into a flaming war god, rushing towards him!

For a moment, flames spread all over Zhu Rong's body, burning every part of his body!
"Where the flames pass, not a blade of grass will grow!"

"Blessing!"

"Sixth brother!"

"Sixth brother!"

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The other ancestral witches yelled, they witnessed their brothers turned into ashes, dissipated into the sky, and their souls left their bodies and were merged into the wild world without a trace!

Zhu Rong looked at the brothers and sisters behind him before he died, and smiled honestly!
Dijiang hated him so much that tears fell down his face!

The other ancestral witches couldn't help crying out loud!
Seeing this, Wu Tian couldn't help but shed a tear!
"If I knew this earlier, why bother!"

"Wu Tian, ​​kill me!"

Di Jiang rushed towards Wu Tian like crazy, exhausting the last bit of space power, trying to pull Wu Tian into the space crack!
However, his plan was still wrong after all!
Before he got close to Wu Tian, ​​a spirit sword turned into a stream of light and passed through his chest!

Di Jiang, who was seriously injured, was on the verge of death at this moment!

"Wu...God...!"

"Today...do you have to destroy... my witch clan?"

Blood flowed out from the corner of Di Jiang's mouth, splashing onto Wu Tian's lapel!

Wu Tian's eyes turned slightly, holding down the sadness in his heart!
"If this is the case, the human witch will not go to such a point!"

Wu Tian has given Di Jiang an answer!
"Well, I...hope that after you release...Earth and Xuanming will live together...they...both of them are peace-loving...people of my witch clan, and it's...our other...ten...ancestral witches' fault... , that... involved her... her... the two of them!"

"Ru, can... answer... agree?"

Hearing this, Wu Tian turned around and glanced at the two women among the ancestral witches, and nodded!
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(End of this chapter)