The glory system of the king of the prehistoric landscape

Chapter 138 The Witch Killing Sword Comes Out!

Fuxi's fall has cast a shadow over the entire Yaozu. Has someone with great supernatural powers finally started to fall?
A strong man in the quasi-sage realm can be said to have surpassed the heavens and the earth, and his cultivation has surpassed the heavens and the earth, but at this moment, he is as fragile as gravel on this lich battlefield!
Xiao Lu watched Fuxi's fall without any fluctuations. Here, it is normal for a few people to die!

Twitching the man-made whip in his hand, the Xingtian Zuwu in front of him is by no means idle. He is a fellow practitioner of physical cultivation and primordial spirit.

Looking at Xiao Lu coldly, Xiao Lu also looked at Xing Tian calmly in front of him. This Xing Tian couldn't help being extremely powerful, and he even had a very powerful battle axe!

Just this point makes the little deer jealous. This battle ax is extremely powerful, but it is born with no grades. I am afraid that this is one of the backhands of the ancestral witches!

The little deer looked at Xing Tian quietly, and Xing Tian was looking at the little deer even more. There is no need to mention the man-made whip, even if it has a strong inhibitory effect on the body of the ancestral witch. I'm afraid that as soon as the man-made whip comes out, half of his ancestral witch body will be crippled!
"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, you are watching the Lich War!" Han Xin walked from outside the Yin Yang Hall, looked at Yin Yang and said with a smile.

"Pay attention, after all, it is a calamity of Honghuang." Yin Yang smiled lightly.

"That's right, I don't know how many people from the two tribes lost their lives during this calamity!" Han Xin sighed softly.

"It's really strange, you are already a saint, why do you still sigh at these weak monks." Yin Yang laughed.

"I'm not cultivating Hongjun's ruthless avenue!" Han Xin said, and then looked at the boundless flood.

Even if it wasn't the main battlefield of Buzhou Mountain for the ancestral witches, some of the forces of the Lich and Monster clans that spread throughout the prehistoric wilderness were fighting like a raging fire!

"The lich needs to give up its position to the human race as the protagonist in the prehistoric world, but the prehistoric prehistoric accepted by the human race is no longer the prehistoric prehistoric era where hundreds of races rise together and the heroes compete!" Han Xin sighed lightly.

"Wouldn't it be better to be more comfortable that way." Yin Yang said lightly.

"Yes!" Han Xin smiled lightly and shook his head.

Immediately, Yin Yang set his sights on Xiao Lu, where Xiao Lu was wearing a nine-color long skirt, and a colorful long silk was tightly wrapped around his delicate waist.

With a flick of the human whip in his hand, he whipped it towards Xing Tian, ​​and then Xing Tian chopped the huge ax in his hand towards the deer.

The two phases are intertwined, and no one can do anything to anyone!

Yin Yang nodded lightly. Both of them are the top powerhouses of the younger generation, and they are also the pillars of the Lich clan!
Immediately within the range covered by the divine consciousness, a streak of evil spirit soared into the sky.

Even some spiritual consciousness was instantly eroded and merged into the heavenly evil spirit.

A sword light flashed in an instant, and a head also fell into the dust.

"Extravagant compared to a corpse!"

Di Jiang cried sadly, then looked at Di Jun and the long sword in his hand with a gloomy expression.

"Witch Killing Sword?"

Countless human races clenched their fists, feeling the soaring evil spirit fluctuations on Buzhou Mountain. The sword once destroyed countless heroic spirits of the human race!

"I prepared a long sword for you a long time ago, and now it seems that the effect is not bad." Di Jun sneered.

"This is the witch-killing sword forged by Emperor Jun to slaughter millions of people?" Han Xin said solemnly.

"Is it uncivilized with strong evil spirit?" Yin Yang asked rhetorically.

"There are countless resentful spirits sealed in this Witch Slaying Sword. If it erupts at once, it may backfire." Han Xin shook his head and said.

Yin Yang didn't take over, in fact all the cutting weapons are the same, and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian are even worse, among the three clans, he drank the precious blood of the three clans!Whether it can be suppressed depends on good luck, but the million grievances among them are quite evil ones!
Zu Wu fell!Countless witches are sad in their hearts.

Shebishi's body fell to the ground, shaking out a piece of dust, the vitality in it was completely extinct, and even Di Jiang saw a resentful spirit in the shape of an old woman holding Shebishi's true spirit and gnawing on it!
Di Jiang was even more angry in his heart, and rushed towards the witch-killing sword!

"I don't know how to live or die!" Di Jun smiled coldly.

Immediately, the witch-killing sword in his hand trembled, and it swept towards Di Jiang. Di Jiang suddenly slammed his palm, smashing the defense condensed by Hetu Luoshu in an instant. It is not easy for Hetu Luoshu to be able to guard against such a long time!

"I want to know your witch-killing sword!" Di Jiang said with a cold snort.

After smashing the defense, he turned his palm into a fist and blasted towards the witch-killing sword shrouded in endless evil spirit.

"boom!"

A shocking sound came from it, and a bloodstain appeared on Di Jiang's fist, but he still prevented it!

A hint of teasing flashed in Di Jun's eyes, and the aura in his hand was poured into it crazily, click, the sound of bones breaking was inconspicuous on the entire battlefield, but everyone really heard it!
Di Jiang's entire body was severed and split into two!
Di Jiang stared blankly at his body, and couldn't believe in his dreams that he was so defeated by Di Jun's sword!
A true spirit sprang out from the top of his head and rushed towards the East China Sea.

Di Jun just wanted to catch up, but was stopped by two other ancestral witches coming up.

"Why did you save him?" Han Xin asked suspiciously.

"Because I want to save them." Yin Yang said flatly, "The only ones in the Witch Clan that I can barely see are Houtu and Dijiang, and they are the only two with brains."

"Haha, let's do it!" Han Xin said with a smile.

"Dijiang is able to understand the general situation and take into account the overall situation. Similarly, he does not lack the means to be a king and knows how to make choices. Moreover, if all the twelve ancestor witches are dead, it will be difficult for fellow Taoist Pan Gu." Yin Yang smiled. road.

"Pangu." Han Xin's eyes flickered slightly.

At this moment, the Lich battlefield is already quiet, and you can hear a needle drop!

Emperor Jiang fell?

Di Jiang is the backbone of the entire Wu Clan, not only because of his great strength, but also because of his extremely strong mind!But now he is still falling under Dijun's witch-killing sword!

The entire witch clan suddenly fell into madness, and countless monster clans suddenly complained. The current witch clan has red eyes, and they are fighting desperately!
This is true for witches, let alone ancestor witches!

The remaining ten ancestral witches are madly attacking the power of the monster race!
Kunpeng and Bai Ze looked at each other, and then slowly withdrew from the battlefield. They are both old and cunning people, and there is no need for the two of them to sacrifice their lives for the Yaozu!If the ancestral witch's crazy attack in front of him is not withdrawn, he will really be in danger of falling!
As for the souls of both of them are on the demon banner, it can only be said in the future, the most important thing now is to hold on to life, so that the green hills will not worry about no firewood!
(End of this chapter)