Prehistoric: Beginning to become the way of heaven

Seeing that Zhurong was directly pinched and exploded, only to be recovered by Di Jiang using the laws of space, the rest of the ancestors were immediately furious.

Their twelve ancestors were born from the same root and were brothers.

Even if Zhurong and Co-worker, who often fight each other and don’t look good, they are brothers.

At this time, seeing Zhu Rong die, the most angry thing is to work together.

But just when they were about to lose their minds, Houtu came forward.

“The saint is angry!”

Houtu was the only ancestral witch who had been to the Zixiao Palace, and because she was the youngest of the twelve ancestral witches, she was naturally the least eroded by turbid qi.

Therefore, he still has some wisdom roots with him, and knows to pursue the Dao, unlike Zu Wu, who is full of strength in his mind.

Looking at Houtu, Lin Tian’s face softened slightly.

After all, after the two sermons, the soil was there, and with the strength of the ancestor witch, he sat in the front, and it happened to be the one who was close to Lin Tian.

She is very studious, often asks Lin Tian some questions, and is also more respectful to Lin Tian.

“This time your Lich Clan War has caused the flood devastation and caused the destruction of life, if you don’t listen to the dissuasion again, the Buddha-figure is called the Lich Clan and will never exist.”

Silence, everyone was stunned to look at Lin Tian, they never expected that Lin Tian would actually say such words.

In fact, Lin Tian would really do this, first of all, Lin Tian was a heavenly dao.

If he really destroyed the Lich Demon Race and activated the power of the Heavenly Dao, he could completely create a new race to replace the two.

Aren’t the Terrans the best example? Nuwa’s sanctification is to create a human race, and since there are human races, there can be other races.

It’s just that the Lich Demon Clan still has some meaning to Lin Tian.

Because whether it is Emperor Jundong Huangtaiyi and others, or the twelve ancestors, they are all legendary mythical figures, if they can, Lin Tian still wants to keep them.

That’s right, in Lin Tian’s eyes, the Lich Clan gained the possibility of existence for such a simple reason.

“Really! What he said was true! ”

Di Jiang looked at Lin Tian in a cold sweat, and his powerful perception made him sure that Lin Tian was not false. If they continued to fight and destroy the flood waste, Lin Tian would really destroy the Lich Clan.

On the demon clan’s side, Di Jun suddenly stood up and respectfully saluted Lin Tian.

“Obey the words of the saints.”

Di Jun nodded without hesitation, joking, just now Zhurong was directly pinched because of a slightly bad tone, if they dared to bargain, wouldn’t it be the same as Zhurong, directly pinched and exploded?

They don’t have the terrifying body of Zu Wu, what if the saint pushes a little harder, and even their true spirit is pinched?

The demon clan directly admitted that after the Wu clan lost an ancestral witch, it naturally did not dare to continue to expand.

Moreover, they were also much more sober at this time, because the twelve ancestral witches had grown up and had twelve quasi-saints, so the witch race was very inflated.

But at this time, feeling the power of the saint, they also knew that they could not swell.

In the face of the powerful strength of the saints, their quasi-saint-level existence is simply an ant!

“The witch clan obeys the words of the saints!”

Di Jiang took a deep breath and bowed directly.

He is worthy of being the eldest brother of the twelve ancestors, even if Zhurong is pinched, he can still afford to put it down at this time. It stands to reason that Zu Wutian’s character of not being afraid of the earth will not be instigated to death.

But for some reason, when facing Lin Tian, Di Jiang found that the arrogance of his Wu clan was actually useless.

The Wu Clan does not cultivate the Yuan God, but they have their own talents, and their perception of the level of life is very accurate, and when facing Lin Tian, they perceive it as high.

That feeling even surpassed the Pangu Yuwei faced in the Pangu Hall.

Seeing that the two clans recognized each other, Lin Tian nodded, waved his hand directly, and instantly sent the two Lich clans back.

That’s the Lich Clan, countless monster beasts and witches! But at this time, they were actually sent back by Lin Tian with a wave of his hand, such a great power, it was simply terrifying.

Then looking at the very broken Flood Barren Land that had been beaten, Lin Tian frowned slightly, mobilized the power of the saint, and swept the Flood Barren.

Then, under the vigor of a creative force, the flood began to recover.

The shattered earth reorganized, the collapsed space began to heal, and the broken heavenly dome began to be repaired, which was comparable to the Nuwa mending the sky after the fracture of Buzhou Mountain.

And this is just Lin Tian’s casual behavior, unlike Nuwa’s who also has to use magic weapons and treasures.

At this moment, the great masters of the Flood Desolation were silent.

Don’t look at the fact that things ended quickly, and Lin Tian was also understated.

But the shock to the flood is not small, that is Zhurong! The ancestor of the Wu clan, a quasi-saint-level powerhouse, is crowned in the flesh to the quasi-holy realm.

And it was such a powerful Zhurong, it was actually pinched by Lin Tian’s hand, is this the power of a saint?

The Flood Wasteland creatures who saw the saint’s hand for the first time were completely shocked, and the three thousand guests of the Zixiao Palace were even more looking forward to the last sermon.