Warriors in the flood

Looking at Yun Yang who was staring at them indifferently in the void, Houtu also had a bitter smile on his face, and Di Jiang and the others also had ugly expressions.They lost, not only lost the luck of the Wu Clan, but also lost their Qiankun God Axe to Yun Yang. Although Yun Yang couldn't refine it, but he and the others didn't have the God Axe in their hands, so their strength would be greatly reduced , I am afraid it will be far from before.

"I didn't expect that we summoned the real body of the Father God, and with the Chaos Supreme Treasure in hand, we are still no match for you. You defeated us so easily. Your strength is far beyond our imagination. I'm afraid you are already too close Chaos is immortal, right?" Houtu's expression turned bitter.

Yun Yang said indifferently, "You are too self-righteous, really think that Pan Gu is omnipotent? Although he opened up the prehistoric world, the prehistoric world today is no longer a simple place. It is a chessboard, a chessboard that includes the entire chaotic universe, No one can walk in it, even if Pangu is really resurrected, if he dares to do so, he will definitely die."

Seeing some of the Twelve Ancestral Witches showing disbelief, Yun Yang snorted coldly without explaining, the current prehistoric is the battlefield between Da Dao and him, if Pan Gu is resurrected, he will be the first to die, because His appearance will break the balance of the whole world.

And the price for breaking the balance is that he will be killed by a powerful Daoist with all his strength. Whether it is Daoist or him, they never want their opponent to have the birth of a Chaos Immortal Golden Immortal, because it means Under the avenue, they are almost rivals, which is something no one wants to see. [

"Since you have won, my Wu Clan will give up the luck of the Primordial World, and move all the Wu Clans in the Primordial World to the Netherworld, and will no longer interfere with the affairs of the Primordial World." Hou Tu took a deep breath, The tone was very sad.

Yun Yang snorted coldly, "Don't you think you're too whimsical? When you were strong, you aggressively wanted to take away the luck of the prehistoric protagonist. Now that you fail, you want to go back intact. Is it possible?" Yun Yang's words full of sarcasm.

Yun Yang had tried to dissuade them several times before, not to think too highly of himself, but unfortunately, this group of guys who only knew brute force didn't use their brains at all, thinking that Pangu opened up the world, and this world would be under the control of the Wu Clan, so they didn't even look at it. See what year this is.Not to mention these witch clans, even if Pan Gu was reborn, he might just hide in a circle and circle around. If he came out, he would be the first to die.

"Don't deceive people too much, my witch clan has given up the luck of the prehistoric world, why do you keep pestering me?"

"That's right, you only won us once, and we, the Wu Clan, gave up the luck of the prehistoric world as compensation. Isn't that enough?"

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Looking at the Zu Wu whose faces were flushed with anger, Yun Yang was silent for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing.Reckless laughter sounded in the void, and as time passed, Yun Yang's laughter became louder and louder, making the faces of the twelve ancestor witches extremely ugly.

After a while, Yun Yang's laughter stopped, his eyes scanned the Twelve Ancestral Witches like blades, and a sneer of disdain hung on the corner of his mouth. "The luck of the Wu Clan in the prehistoric? Do you think my human race is really rare in that bit of luck? Although the Wu Clan now occupies [-]% of the prehistoric luck, [-]% of it is taken away from my human race. Chengqi luck belongs to my human race, do you dare not give it?"

Although Yun Yang's words were very blunt, none of the Twelve Ancestral Witches objected, because what he said was right. Now his strength is enough to blow up Pangu, and it would be a piece of cake to regain the [-]% of the lost luck of the human race That's all, there is no difficulty at all.

Looking at the silent Twelve Ancestral Witches, Yun Yang continued, "As for the remaining [-]% of luck, the human race has no intention of getting involved, because that [-]% of luck belongs to the destiny of the heaven, and it is the destiny of the heaven. If the human race takes action against the fate of all creatures other than the human race, it will definitely offend the heavenly dao, which I don't want to see, and neither does the heavenly dao."

"With your strength, you still have to take into account the way of heaven?" Among the twelve ancestor witches, Zhu Rong looked at Yunyang in disbelief, and the other ancestor witches also looked at him in surprise, only Houtu, the strong man of the way of heaven, seemed to be Understand something, think about it.

The corner of Yun Yang's mouth twitched, and anyone could see the sarcastic smile on his face. "Do you think that the strength of the Dao of Heaven really can't beat you? Do you think that you can blow up the eyes of the Dao of Heaven with the strength of your half-step indestructible golden immortal? Under your feet?" Yun Yang stared at the Twelve Ancestral Witches like looking at a fool.

"Wake up! The Dao of Heaven is the master of the entire prehistoric world. Now the prehistoric world has expanded countless times. The birth of the three great worlds of the Demon Realm, the Human Realm, and the Nether Realm has made the power of the Dao of Heaven already reach the half-step indestructible Golden Immortal!" The peak of the world, its strength has already surpassed your imagination. Even if you have this treasure of chaos in your hands, you can't escape the situation where Heavenly Dao will suppress it with all its strength." Speaking of Tiandao, Yun Yang's own face became more serious.

"The reason why Tiandao avoids taking action is that even if I wanted you to try my strength, in the end you really wanted to dominate the prehistoric world and fell into Tiandao's scheme." Yun Yang was very annoyed by this, and his attack would definitely It aroused Tiandao's vigilance. After all, his own strength may be completely comparable to Tiandao at this moment, and it is very likely to cause Tiandao to attack him secretly.

Although the Wu clan fell into the scheme of Heaven, if they had the ambition to dominate the prehistoric world, such a thing would not happen.Yun Yang has no sympathy for this, because if he is the one who fails, I am afraid that the human race in the entire prehistoric world will be wiped out by the witch race. In the situation of ants and abandoned children, whether the human race can survive or not is still a question!

Looking at the many ancestral witches who have changed color, Yun Yang said bluntly, "All the witches in the prehistoric world have since moved into the underworld, and the luck that occupied the human race should be returned. In addition, although there are still a lot of witches left, the management The operation of the Underworld is still too difficult,,,,, "

After hearing Yun Yang's words, Houtu's face immediately changed drastically. She could naturally hear the meaning of Yun Yang's words. It was obvious that Yun Yang meant not only the luck of the Wu clan, but also the luck of the Netherworld. One layer must be severely exploited. "It's not like, although the Wu clan is small in number, they manage the underworld..."

As soon as Houtu wanted to object, two golden lights shot out from Yun Yang's eyes, and the terrifying force instantly sent Houtu flying away. Houtu, who was originally pale, had no trace of blood at this moment, dripping with dark yellow blood Falling uncontrollably.

"Sister from Houtu.",,,,,,[

The faces of the remaining eleven ancestor witches suddenly changed drastically. The Xuanming ancestor witch flew towards the back soil in a flash, while the rest of the ancestor witches were staring at Yun Yang. As long as he made another move, they would be desperate stop.

But Yun Yang didn't intend to make a move, he just looked at the Twelve Patriarchs with a serious face and said, "I am not discussing with you, but telling you. Since then, the human race in the netherworld has set up ten halls of Yama to rule the universe. In reincarnation, I will personally send a clone to suppress the Netherworld. The luck of the Netherworld is divided equally between the human and witch races, and each side has half. Anyone who intends to stop me will let him know what it means to live or die."

Yun Yang's indifferent words resounded in the void, and he glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches indifferently, "If it weren't for the catastrophe of heaven and earth that was coming, and the prehistoric world was full of crises, based on what you twelve Ancestral Witches did, even if you were Pangu The descendants of you, I will also let you die and bury you. From now on, you twelve ancestor witches will retreat in the depths of the underworld!"

Yun Yang made a move with his right hand into the void, and the figures of ten human races appeared in the void. Each of them has the strength of the quasi-sages in the early and middle stages of cultivation. It can be said that they are the most elite group of top monks in the human race.

"I have seen the ancestor, the ancestor Wanshoujiang." After the people of the human race appeared, they saw Yun Yang's face and immediately bowed to salute.

With a big wave of Yun Yang's hand, he helped everyone up, and then his body swayed slightly, and beside Yun Yang, an emperor who was [-]% similar to him appeared.The emperor was wearing a nine-clawed black dragon yellow robe and a flat sky crown, followed closely behind him, and behind him was a golden light of merit. "From today onwards, the underworld is under the control of my human race. I am the master of the underworld, in charge of the six realms of reincarnation, and I am the Great Emperor Fengdu."

Behind Fengdu, the amount of authentic merit spanned nine days, and the domineering and majestic voice spread throughout the prehistoric world, and many saints were stunned when they heard the words.The underworld, which is the territory of Houtu, is now under the control of the human race. How is this possible?

No matter how shocked the many saints were, after Fengdu's voice sounded in the void, a golden phantom rose from the top of Fengdu's head, and with the help of the golden light of merit, instantly submerged into the dark depths of the underworld.

"Boom..." A vast aura emanated from Fengdu's body, the abyss like the sea, the supreme aura reminded people of Tiandao, the ruler of the prehistoric world in the dark.

That's right, at this moment, Feng is in harmony.