Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 97 [Amazing move, Lich’s end]

"Everyone listens to the order and attacks Pangu's true body together, and is about to defeat it."

Seeing that the time was right, Di Jun did not hesitate, and the witch-killing sword in his hand instantly cut through the sky and stabbed Pangu's true body.

When many demon gods heard Di Jun's words, auras bloomed in their hands, "Whoa!" and rushed towards Pangu's real body, which was hundreds of thousands of feet tall.

"boom!"

The terrifying power erupted on Pangu's true body, and its power was no weaker than the power of a saint.

"Boom!"

The entire sky was covered with the evil aura of the Dutian God, and Pangu's true body, which was hundreds of thousands of feet tall, collapsed, and twelve scarred figures stood in the clouds.

One of them was slightly shorter, and he had a whole sword stuck in his chest.

"Houyi, are you okay?"

Emperor Jiang Minjue noticed something was wrong with Hou Yi's aura, especially when he saw the witch-killing sword on his chest, which was shocking.

Hou Yi forced himself to wake up and looked at Di Jun with an expression full of hatred, "Master Zuwu, retreat, Hou Yi will open a way for you."

After saying this, Hou Yi ignored the horrified faces of the ancestral witches and walked straight towards Emperor Jun.

"Houyi, come back quickly."

"court death!"

Donghuang Taiyi saw Hou Yi coming straight towards him. His eyes were red with bloodshed and he didn't think much about it. He just thought that Hou Yi was here to die.

The Chaos Bell was thrown, hitting Hou Yi and flying away.

"Boom!"

There was a dull sound of flesh hitting, and most of Hou Yi's body turned into flesh, but this did not stop him from moving forward.

"Emperor Jun, come and die for me."

"Didi, beep, alarm. A huge energy wave has been detected. It is expected to reach a saint's strike. It is recommended that the host avoid it as soon as possible."

"Planning an escape route."

Zhang Yan had already guessed Hou Yi's fate when he rushed towards Emperor Jun. Even though he regretted losing a friend in this world, he did not hesitate in his retreat.

Following the escape route planned by Dao Yan's system, Zhang Yan escaped into the void and appeared among the endless star projections.

At this moment, Zhang Yan couldn't care about concealment at all, and he just blatantly crossed most of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

But at this time, no one was paying attention to the existence of this fist-sized bead. Instead, they were all inexplicably igniting heart palpitations and feeling terrified.

"No, kill him quickly."

Hou Yi approached Di Jun, and Di Jun immediately reacted, but it was already too late.

"boom!"

A terrifying force swept across the entire battlefield, affecting hundreds of millions of kilometers of land. Even the Zhoutian Star Formation collapsed instantly under this force.

Kunpeng's face was ashen. Before Hou Yi blew himself up, he carried the Hetu Luoshu and ran towards the sky at extremely fast speeds, but the damage was not serious.

However, his departure caused the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation to lose its focus. It was originally very powerful, but was weakened to seven points. Under the power of Hou Yi's self-destruction, it instantly affected trillions of monsters.

When hundreds of breaths passed and everything settled, the land where the two had fought turned into a mess. Looking from a distance, Buzhou Mountain seemed like a missing corner.

"Big brother!"

The pale voice spread through the sky, and the extremely embarrassed Donghuang Taiyi looked at the seat where Emperor Jun had been sitting, but there was no one there.

Emperor Jun was not protected by the Chaos Bell, an innate treasure like Donghuang Taiyi. When Hou Yi blew himself up, he was directly reduced to dust, and his soul collapsed between heaven and earth.

"Witch Clan!"

Donghuang Taiyi looked ferocious, his violent aura filled the sky, and he raised the Chaos Bell in his arms.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of the bell slowly reverberated, a total of seventy-seven forty-nine times. The sound turned into ripples and spread throughout the Wu Clan. The sound rippled and swept through the entire Wu Clan along the cracked space. “Bump!”

All the witches and great witches in the witch clan were turned into a ball of blood mist under this attack, and the attack was still spreading.

"Donghuang son, come and die!"

Di Jiang's face was full of anger, tearing apart time and space, and instantly appeared beside Donghuang Taiyi, and punched Donghuang Taiyi away.

"You're the one waiting."

Dong Huangtai looked ferocious, and the Chaos Bell covered the Dijiang River.

"boom!"

"Die!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Regardless of his body being unable to bear it, Donghuang Taiyi slapped the Chaos Clock frantically and didn't care that blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Kill! Save brother."

Di Jiang was trapped, and the remaining ten ancestral witches rushed forward.

Donghuang Taiyi didn't care at all and was still beating the Chaos Clock crazily, but there was a deep cold light flashing in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the demon summoning flag fell into his hand, and the demon tribes that were still somewhat scattered stood on the spot.

Less than half of the 3865 demon gods have fallen, and many demon gods are rushing towards Donghuang Taiyi at this moment.

Zhang Yan, who was watching from a distance, originally planned to step forward to take advantage. Unexpectedly, when he saw such a large lineup, a suspicion flashed in his mind.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, even if he expected it to be false, Zhang Yan couldn't believe that Donghuang Taiyi would do such a thing.

"Donghuang Taiyi, let my brother go!"

"it is good!"

Donghuang Taiyi lifted up the Chaos Bell, revealing Di Jiang who was looking embarrassed and weak.

"Big brother."

"Hurry up and retreat with the Witch Clan."

Di Jiang's move was not because he expected Donghuang Taiyi's plan, but because he didn't want Hou Yi's sacrifice to be in vain.

"We fought against the demon clan."

"on!"

The army of witches swarmed in under the leadership of the Tenth Ancestral Witch, completely unaware of the sneer on Donghuang Taiyi's lips.

At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi was immersed in the sadness of Emperor Jun's death. His desire for victory had been suppressed by him, and the word revenge was filled in his heart.

As the Wu clan approached, Donghuang Taiyi let go of all scruples and laughed wildly, "Since you like to self-destruct so much, I will let you experience what madness is!"

Donghuang Taiyi shook the demon summoning flag in his hand, controlling all nearby demon gods to ignite the fire of life, and his own true sun fire source was ignited in an instant.

The depressing power of terror filled the entire world, and even Zhang Yan, who was trillions of kilometers away, felt a faint palpitation in his heart.

"boom!"

A loud noise resounded throughout the ancient world, and the minds of those powerful men in the ancient world who were exploring the Lich War were cut off. A terrifying power bloomed on Buzhou Mountain, like a lotus flower.

It is so beautiful that the heaven and earth lose their color, the earth is reduced to nothingness, and everything in the world is instantly extinguished. When the vitality reaches the extreme, it is decay.

The turmoil of the explosion lasted for a real year. During this period, the entire wilderness seemed to have lost its voice.

When the dust gradually fell, Zhang Yan was the first to bear the brunt. He entered the battlefield with his eyes almost unable to see. He relied solely on the positioning of Daoyan's system to search for large pieces of things with strong magnetic fields. Even Zhang Yan didn't know what he was collecting.

Because under the turbulent spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he couldn't tell the difference at all.

(End of this chapter)