Great Primordial: I, The Four-Legged Gold-Eating Beast, Swallow Karmic Merit

Looking at the Karmic Merit behind the heads of Di Jiang, Houtu, and Xuan Ming, all the experts onlookers couldn't help but become curious and speculated on where these Karmic Merit came from.

As for the final outcome of this war, the fairies were not very curious.

After all, Witch Clan is currently suppressing Demon Race, and it is only a matter of time before Demon Race loses.

Mt. Buzhoushan, inside Nuwa Ashram.

Looking at the scroll woven in front of his eyes, it showed the scene of the battle between Demon Race and Witch Clan.

Both tribes showed their special skills, and Nuwa couldn't help but marvel.

“I really didn’t expect that Witch Clan and Demon Race have such deep roots.

Whether it is the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies or the Dutian Twelve Divine Evil Formation, they are both the top formations of the Great Primordial.

It's a pity that Demon Race is probably going to lose this time.

Houtu Daoist Friend and the others are supported by so many Karmic Merit. Regardless of the power, just the consumption, it is enough for Demon Race to bear.

But this way of playing...

Haha, only Houtu Daoist Friend and the others are willing to give it up. If someone else gets Karmic Merit, they will be heartbroken if they consume it like this. "

As he spoke, Nuwa turned to look at Zhou Yuan.

Nuwa finally understood the battle between Witch Clan and Demon Race.

The strength of the two races is evenly matched, and what really determines the outcome is Di Jiang Xuan Ming Houtu’s Karmic Merit.

"Little guy, you have made a great contribution this time."

Nuwa patted Zhou Yuan's head lovingly.

"I really didn't expect that the war between Witch Clan and Demon Race would be influenced by a little thing like you."

Nuwa sighed.

If Zhou Yuan hadn't spit out these Karmic Merits, Witch Clan would have suffered heavy losses if they wanted to defeat Demon Race.

"Ouch~"

Zhou Yuan curled his lips, with a arrogant expression on his chubby little face. He struggled to penetrate his waist, but his body was too short, so he sat back down.

The cute look made Nuwa smile.

"Okay, okay, I know you are great."

"Num, I'll give you this fruit."

Nuwa took out another fruit from the space.

Zhou Yuan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly took it.

During this time, Zhou Yuan was here in Nuwa, but he had plenty of good food to eat.

And compared to others, Nuwa is really rich.

Over the years, most of the good stuff on Mt. Buzhoushan has ended up in Nuwa’s pocket.

Even after eating for so long, Nuwa was still able to bring out some spiritual fruits that Zhou Yuan had never eaten before, and the quality was not low.

This has benefited Zhou Yuan a lot.

Of course, Nuwa also gained a lot of Karmic Merit.

Seeing Zhou Yuan eating the fruit happily, Nuwa's attention returned to the picture scroll again.

Seeing that Demon Race was showing its decline, Nuwa sighed secretly.

“It seems like Demon Race’s defeat is a foregone conclusion.

I just don’t know how Emperor Jun Eastern Emperor will end this time. "

"There shouldn't be any problems on my brother's side. Although the battle is fierce, it hasn't affected Pseudo Saint yet."

Nuwa is not particularly worried about Fu Xi's situation.

After all, Fu Xi is also a powerful person in the early stage of Pseudo Saint. In this kind of war, ordinary high-level monks are rarely in danger of dying.

Besides, the two races have not yet reached the situation where they have to differentiate between life and death.

Not only Nuwa could see this, but the other powerful men of Great Primordial could also see it clearly.

"After this battle, Demon Race may have to surrender to Witch Clan."

All the powerful men thought secretly in their hearts.

Even if you don't surrender, at least you have to stay away.

After all, the gap in hard power lies here.

The only question is what kind of compensation Demon Race will make to Witch Clan after that.

We have already started, so we can't just let it go.

Just when everyone in the Great Primordial thought that Witch Clan had already won.

Suddenly, something strange happened on the battlefield.

A huge hand suddenly appeared from the clouds.

In an instant, the hand spanned a thousand miles.

Even the shadow of the giant Pangu still looked a little small in front of this hand.

The hand seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. Without waiting for the reaction of both parties, the giant hand gently slapped down.

In the eyes of everyone, the extremely powerful Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies was instantly disintegrated under this palm.

"What! What's going on?"

When everyone reacted, they all looked incredulous.

They had seen the power of the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies and the Twelve Dutian Gods and Evils Array just now.

Who on earth could have such great ability to break these two terrifying formations with such ease!

As the formation was broken, Emperor Jun Eastern Emperor and the other Demon Races, along with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, returned to their original positions and appeared.

Without waiting for a reaction, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's figure stood in the air.

In an instant, the world was silent, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and spiritual luck rose.

The heavenly sound sounded above the sky, and the sound of Tao was faint.

The evil spirit on the battlefield was also cleared away.

The Three Thousand Grand Daos were lined up at the feet, paving a Tongtian Road.

"It actually alarmed Dao Ancestor Hongjun!"

The powerful people watching from all over hurriedly retracted their spiritual senses and only looked at the battlefield.

When the Witch Clan fought with the Demon Race, the powerful people could still use their spiritual senses to observe unscrupulously.

But at this time, Dao Ancestor Hongjun arrived. If everyone dared to do this again, it would be a bit of a death wish.

Seeing Hongjun's arrival, Witch Clan and Demon Race were very tactful and did not continue to fight.

Twelve Ancestral Witch stood on the ground, looking at Hongjun above her head, with a look of fear in her eyes.

Hongjun's appearance was too coincidental.

He didn't appear earlier or later, but appeared when Demon Race was about to lose. Could he be here to help Demon Race?

Di Jiang's pupils narrowed slightly.

If so, I'm afraid there will be some trouble this time.

Yes, some trouble.

Even facing Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Witch Clan still didn't think of retreating. At most, they would just fight.

On the contrary, Emperor Jun Taiyi and other Demon Race executives couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Hongjun appear.

Seeing Hongjun appear, the world was silent, and an inexplicable look flashed in Emperor Jun's eyes.

"Saint's ability is really extraordinary."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who has always been arrogant, couldn't help but say with emotion at this time.

Only Hongjun could shock the entire Great Primordial with his own strength.

Emperor Jun couldn't help but flash a trace of heat in his eyes. He wanted Hongjun's current status.

Everyone surrendered wherever he went.

"Only by becoming the protagonist of heaven and earth can you be qualified to be on par with Saint!"

Emperor Jun's ambition swelled again.

But this time he didn't show it.

After all, he just suffered a big loss at the hands of Witch Clan.

The Great Primordial spirits all looked at Hongjun.

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes in mid-air and glanced at the Witch Clan and Demon Race below.

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