I, Chen Tian, ​​the boy who sent wealth to the floods!

Chapter 100 Lich war, corpses thousands of miles

Hundreds of millions of spirits from the monster race descended on the witch tribe with their aura and boundless fighting spirit.

Dijun and Taiyi also took the imperial drive, and Jiulong pulled a cart to arrive.

Beside him is Taoist Fuxi who was the early quasi-sage, behind him are the only nine remaining demon gods in the heaven, and there are also three thousand demon kings and strong men exuding a terrifying aura.

This time all the twelve ancestral witches participated in the battle, and the two demon kings of the demon clan, together with the demon master Kunpeng, the ten demon saints, and countless demon kings of the Daluo Jinxian level, and there are also many demon saints of the quasi-sage level.

And the witch clan also sent the great witches headed by Xing Tian and Houyi to participate in the battle, dispatching hundreds of millions of witch clan to fight the monster clan in Buzhou Mountain.

"Di Jiang, your witch clan wantonly slaughtered my monster clan, fed on the monster clan, and even killed thousands of sons of my monster clan. Today I want you to give me an explanation!"

Under the watchful eyes of all living beings in the prehistoric period, Dijun was sitting on the top of the Yuchao, condescendingly shouting at Dijiang from the Wu tribe.

Its sound was like a torrent of thunder, shaking the wind and clouds, resounding through the boundless world.

"boom……!!!"

At this time, all the Wu clan people from the Wu clan came out in a file, looking directly at Di Jun and Tai Yi.

The leader is naturally the Twelve Ancestral Witches who control the power of twelve laws.

"Hey! Di Jun, Tai Xiaoer, eat as much as you eat, and kill as soon as you kill. After all, your monster clan was born to be the food of my witch clan!"

Before Di Jiang could open his mouth, Wu Zhurong, the hot-tempered Patriarch of Fire, roared, "If you want to fight, fight, what do you have to explain? I'll kill you right now!"

"Om...!!!"

After speaking, Zhu Rong held a saber in his hand, stepped on the two red fire dragons, and attacked and killed Di Jun and Tai Yi with great fighting spirit.

"Unbelievable!"

Facing the imposing Zhu Rong, Tai Yi sneered, and then sacrificed the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"clang……!!!"

In an instant, Tai Yi violently mobilized his magic power to ring the Eastern Emperor Bell, which made an ancient and heavy sound.

Immediately, a mighty, earth-shattering sound wave rippled from the Eastern Emperor Bell, sweeping across the endless void, but it reached Zhu Rong with a flick of a finger.

"puff……"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Rong was shocked and spit blood out of his mouth, as if he had been severely injured... The twin dragons under his feet collapsed in an instant!
We have just fought each other, and we will judge immediately! ! !
"That's the legendary Taiyi's accompanying magic weapon, the Chaos Clock? It is indeed the supreme innate treasure, and its power is really terrifying!" Seeing that Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, was defeated by one blow, and the big one who was hiding in the distance and watched the battle quietly Can exclaimed.

It is worth mentioning that because it is known that the Lich is going to fight.

Therefore, many great powers in the prehistoric world hide and watch from a distance in order to watch the excitement.

"Blessing!!"

At the same time, on the side of the Wu Clan, seeing Zhu Rong being injured by Tai Yi, Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of the water, darkened his face, knowing that Zhu Rong was definitely not the opponent of Dong Huang Tai Yi, so he shouted loudly, "How dare you! If you hurt my brother, I will never die with you!"

Although Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water, and Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, did not deal with each other, and could even be said to be incompatible with each other, but they were also brothers!

"boom……!!!"

After finishing speaking, Gonggong also stepped on the rolling waves, soared into the sky, and went to kill Taiyi.

"Son of the Wu clan, follow me to kill!"

Knowing the start of the battle, Di Jiang rushed out while roaring.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

……

Under the Buzhou Mountain, the boundless Pangu coercion enveloped the land in all directions, but there were scenes of tragic fighting scenes under the Buzhou Mountain.

I saw countless monster clans and that witch clan fighting with each other non-stop, and the sound of shouting and killing resounded through the sky and the earth.

"kill!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

……

In an instant, under the leadership of Di Jiang, many great witches and powerhouses of the witch clan rushed towards the monster clan with a murderous look.

"Son of the monster clan, the witch clan feeds on my monster clan and kills my fellow monster clan. This vengeance is irreconcilable, and I will kill them all! Slaughter all these barbaric people of the witch clan!"

Seeing Di Jiang attacking and attacking, Di Jun stood proudly in the sky, and shouted loudly like thunder.

"kill!"

"Boom...!!!"

At this moment...the Lich War...starts! !
Under the sky, there is bloody and murderous intent everywhere.

The warriors of the Wu tribe are extremely powerful physically, and they are not afraid of death, and their power is endless, while the monster tribe has a large number of creatures, numbering in the hundreds of millions, bombarded with many magic weapons and innate supernatural powers.

"Die! Let me die!!"

"kill!"

"Ah... kill them!"

"..."

As the war between the Lich and the Demon Clans began, endless shouts and fighting sounds resounded through the vast battlefield.

And because the two sides have their own advantages and are almost evenly matched, the battle is even more tragic.

After a while, there were corpses lying in pools of blood, disappearing.

In this kind of battle, life—as if it has become the least valuable item, and countless lives wither and fall every moment.

"Di Jun, Tai Xiaoer, after today, our Wu Clan will be in charge of the prehistoric world!"

Above the heaven and the earth, Di Jiang was surrounded by space laws, glaring at Di Jun and Tai Yi, roaring again and again.

"ridiculous!"

Facing the majestic Di Jiang, Di Jun held the top-grade Xiantian Lingbao Yaohuang sword, and sneered, "The witch clan doesn't know the number of days, they don't know the secrets of tomorrow, and they are doomed to fall. There is only one overlord in the prehistoric world, and that is my Yaozu!"

"Om...!!!"

After speaking, I saw Dijun's body tremble, and then a mighty and terrifying imperial aura emanated out.

Behind him, a round of golden sun appeared, and the brilliant light illuminated the endless night sky.

At this moment, his quasi-sage's initial peak cultivation was fully revealed!
"Boom...!!!"

Afterwards, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, Emperor Jun, Tai Yi, and Fuxi, the most powerful of the quasi-sacred realm, fought in the ancient world.

Their fight was even more terrifying, and it would not even be an exaggeration to describe it as destroying the world.

As the battle unfolded, countless voids were blasted and shattered, and thousands of spaces were annihilated! !
"Boom...!!!"

"Clang clang clang...!!!"

Dong Huangtai held the innate treasure Chaos Bell in one hand, and it rang again and again, sending out the sound of the bell, which was unparalleled in tyranny, and even fought against the six ancestor witches alone without losing the wind.

"Chong!"

Holding the Demon Emperor Sword in his hand, Di Jun also fought against the Four Great Ancestral Witches, confronting the power of various laws controlled by them.

Taoist Fuxi and Demon Master Kunpeng also stopped the two ancestral witches!

This battle has been fought for an unknown number of years, as if thousands of years have passed, it is still not over.

Under the stars and above the earth, rivers of blood have already flowed into rivers, corpses are strewn across the field, and countless strong men of the Lich and Demon clans have fallen one after another.

It's really thousands of miles of corpses! !

Endless evil energy permeated the sky, and all the creatures of the lich and demon races were blinded by murderous intent, and their eyes were red from killing, and there was only killing in their eyes, and they continued to kill.

"What a tragic battle..."

(End of this chapter)