Honghuang: Pangu's First Disciple

A hundred years passed in a flash, and the wizards and liches almost simultaneously issued the highest call to arms. One wizard after another rushed to the wizard city, while the demons began to gather in the heavens.

The horn of war had already sounded!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!……"

Countless witches in the witch clan's giant city were roaring, with strong fighting spirit bursting out of their eyes. Every witch felt his blood boiling.

Dijiang, Ju Mang, Gonggong and others stood under the huge statue of the original deity, with serious faces. After all, this battle will determine who will be the overlord of the prehistoric world.

Dijiang stepped forward, raised his arm and shouted:"Brothers, this battle will be our last battle with the demon clan. We must uproot the entire demon clan and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor! Let them understand that the witch clan is the master of the prehistoric world!""

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!……"

Every wizard clenched his weapons tightly, and the roar of killing spread throughout the Buzhou Mountains.

"Set off!"

……

Next to the ocean under Mount Buzhou, there were densely packed demon monks standing, stretching to the horizon with no end in sight. The huge battle flags fluttered, gathering into waves, and a bloody aura spread.

"Last time, we were defeated here. Today, we must regain our dignity and wipe out the entire Wu Clan. Otherwise, although the prehistoric world is vast, there will be no place for us monsters to stand!"

Emperor Jun paused, majestically glanced at the monsters below, and then said excitedly:"As long as the entire Wu Clan is defeated, the prehistoric world will be the world of our monsters. The endless spiritual veins and spiritual treasures will all be ours, and we will become the masters of the prehistoric world!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!……"

The demons were provoked by Emperor Jun and began to roar fiercely.

……

"Go!!!"

"Kill!!!"

The two tribes of witches and liches were close to each other, and the two tribes' armies soon met each other. Without any prelude, the two tribes soon strangled each other.

"Boom!"

All the witches of the Houtu tribe pressed the ground together, and the ground surged like a tide. Rows of huge spikes shot out from the ground, instantly piercing through the demon monks who had no time to react.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!……"

The war had just begun when countless demon monks fell. Their shrill screams were heart-wrenching, and the blood flowed like rivers.

"Kill!!!"

The bloodshot demon cultivators also fought back mercilessly. Countless demonic energy gathered together to form green death sickles, whistling into the witch camp, with the sound of sharp weapons cutting flesh constantly heard, clearing out a large area of witches in an instant.

"Kill!!!"

All the fierceness in the hearts of the monks of the two races of wizards and liches was aroused. With bloodshot eyes, they slashed at the enemy with sword after sword, and beautiful blood flowers bloomed!

Less than an hour after the battle began, tens of millions of monks of the two races of wizards and liches fell on the battlefield. The whole land was blood red, and broken swords and knives were everywhere, and hideous heads were everywhere. It was extremely tragic.

The whole battlefield was like a huge meat grinder, devouring countless lives every moment and every second. Water dragons like mountains were roaring, fireballs like meteors were bombarding, and sharp swords were cutting...……

"Boom!"

Countless spells, magical powers, and magical treasures attacked violently, and the whole sky became turbulent. Scar-like space cracks continued to extend, and thick mud was lifted up...

Frost, fire, hurricanes, poisonous fog, meteors, floods, etc., as if the end of the world had come, and the whole world was in danger of overturning.

"Kill!!!"

The tragic shouts and cries of killing gathered into a doomsday elegy. This war was more tragic than the last one. Everyone on the battlefield knew that there was no way to retreat. If they took a step back, they would die. Only by killing all the enemies in front of them could they gain a chance to survive.

At this moment, all the monks turned into violent beasts. To survive, they killed! Kill! Kill! For the sake of race and the future, they killed! Kill! Kill! At this moment, there was no sympathy, no reason at all. They dragged broken knives, held broken swords, fought bloodily, and killed their way out of a bloody road and a glorious tomorrow.

"Kill!""Kill!""Kill!"……

The sky and earth were blood red, and the violent murderous aura formed blood-red hurricanes, tearing through the layers of clouds...

All the saints, and even Su Chen Yuanfeng, were watching this fierce fight.

"The Lich and Warlock races are truly terrifying. The combined fighting power of the entire race still makes me terrified even though I have become a saint!"

"Yes, but the two races of wizards and liches will eventually withdraw from the prehistoric world, and the future will be the era of saints."

".........."

All the saints were talking about this ultimate battle.

Su Chen and Yuan Feng were also talking.

Yuan Feng sighed and said,"Another catastrophe, the battle between the witches and the lich is powerful, but how powerful can it be compared with the three ancient tribes? If you don't prove the way of Hunyuan, you will eventually perish!"

Speaking of this, Yuan Feng sighed helplessly. The fact is so cruel, but also so helpless!

Su Chen chuckled:"Yuan Feng, this is the third time I have seen the catastrophe.

Even if you prove the way of Hunyuan, it is not stable.

You must know that I was conscious in the chaos period.

The great catastrophe of the opening of the sky, those chaotic gods and demons, which one is not Hunyuan, the strongest nine people are much stronger than my current cultivation, much stronger, but the result is also dust to dust, earth to earth, hey, if you don't prove the chaos and nothingness, there is no eternity!

"

Hearing Su Chen's words, Yuan Feng nodded and admitted:"Yes, we still have a long way to go!"

The nine chaotic gods and demons at the time were close to Pangu in terms of cultivation, just below the Heavenly Dao, belonging to the cultivation of the middle and late Heavenly Dao realm.

As a result, they were still unable to resist and were all chopped to death by Pangu.

On the battlefield, Di Jun glared coldly in the direction of the Ancestral Witches, but he did not dare to wait any longer. He immediately turned around and ordered:"All demon kings, listen to my order, immediately form the Zhoutian Star Array, the moment of the final battle has arrived!"

"Yes, Emperor of Heaven!"

"Boom……"

The star flags, which were over ten thousand feet long, fluttered in the wind, sweeping the entire void. The spiritual energy of the whole area began to rage, forming waves of howling hurricanes. The clouds above were all shredded, and all the strong men hiding in the clouds and secretly spying fled in panic.

Then, countless silver runes densely poured out from the star flags, combining into mysterious magic arrays. The large arrays were encased in small arrays, gathering into a huge beam of light, piercing through the endless space and shooting into the depths of the star space.

""Boom!"

Suddenly, the entire star space shook violently, and the always violent star power all stagnated, and 365 ancient origin stars slowly showed their traces.

These 365 origin stars were like star kings, each of which was as big as hundreds of thousands of stars gathered together, with golden star rules wrapped around it, looking extremely luxurious.

For a moment, all the stars in the entire star space became the embellishment of these 365 origin stars, and all the light was covered by the origin stars.

""Boom!"

The origin star emitted infinite starlight, and 365 huge starlight pillars fell from the sky and instantly blasted into the star flags.

All of a sudden, all the star flags shone brightly, and the entire tragic battlefield was reflected in a silver-white world. The 365 star flags rotated along mysterious trajectories, and gradually the star flags disappeared, and a silver star painting was suspended in the void.