This wilderness is too dangerous

Boom! Boom!

The slow and powerful heartbeat shook the world. This heartbeat seemed to be no different for those below the Golden Immortal level, and they couldn't even feel the sound.

But for the Taiyi Golden Immortal, it was extremely frightening.

"This... is too scary! Just hearing this heartbeat makes my heart unstable."

"The heart of Pangu, no wonder the Wu clan dared to comb the earth veins so ostentatiously and be enemies with the entire Honghuang sacred! Even the Daluo Supreme dared to confront it head-on."

"If I had the protection of Pangu's heart, I would dare to do so!"

The Taiyi sacred gods were surging with thoughts, and their eyes looked at the Emperor Jiang Zuwu in horror. Most of the thoughts they had originally thought about revenge were also annihilated.

This Wu clan was simply cheating. Pangu's own son, there was no way to retaliate!

Thinking of this, the sacreds who were originally excited and waiting for Hongjun to suppress the Wu clan bowed their heads in disinterest, and their hearts were half cold.

Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at each other. They thought they were extraordinary and were considered the top group in the whole prehistoric world.

Born in the sun star transformed by Pangu's eyes, his younger brother Tai Yi was even more lucky and was born with a treasure.

But now it seems that they are not as good as the Wu clan.

In Yujing Mountain, Yang Mei also looked at the Wu clan's ancestral land in surprise, and whispered to himself:

"I really didn't expect it! The Wu clan actually has a divine object like Pangu's heart."

"There is really no simple descendant of Pangu."

The devil's universe.

Destiny suddenly opened his eyes, full of horror.

The prehistoric gods were more amazed and envious of Pangu's heart. After all, Pangu was the ancestor of all the innate gods.

But for the Chaos Demon God, the removal of Pangu's heart was like the most terrifying weapon.

"Pangu! What a close call. It was right not to rush into the prehistoric world."

"However, it seems that the witch clan must be eradicated as soon as possible!"

Just as Fate was thinking deeply, the will of Destruction, Space, and Time also descended here.

"Fate, Pangu's heart still exists in the prehistoric world, which will be a huge obstacle for us to devour the prehistoric world." Destruction said in a gloomy tone.

Space and Time were silent, but they also had some hidden worries.

There was no way. Although it was just a Pangu heart, the shadow Pangu brought to them was too big.

On that ruthless battlefield, the peerless ruthless god who swung the axe, raised the axe and fell, raised the axe and fell, without even blinking, killed countless Chaos Demons and made the whole Chaos fall.

Fate was speechless, he was thinking.

Destruction continued, "How about letting Mo Luo take action, kill the Wu clan, and take back Pangu's heart?"

Hongjun, Yangmei and other prehistoric Daluo were controlled by Pangu and the Heavenly Dao, but they, the Chaos Demon God, didn't care about that. Their own purpose was to destroy the prehistoric, destroy everything about Pangu, and occupy Pangu's Dao fruit.

Destiny's voice was ethereal, "Try it, but I'm worried that the prehistoric Daluo will stop it, and Mo Luo may not be able to do it."

Daluo, endless time and space are free.

Even if Mo Luo suddenly took action and took Pangu's heart, Hongjun could easily return to the time node when Mo Luo took action and forcibly change the result.

Destruction's eyes surged, and after a little silence, he said solemnly: "How about returning Luo Hou?"

Destiny was silent, and space and time were also fluctuations of will, and he didn't speak.

The will of the demon without spiritual true self is the best, just like the Heavenly Dao that only operates instinctively is the good Heavenly Dao.

At the beginning, they chose to let Mo Luo inherit the will of the Demon Dao, and did not choose to revive Luo Hou, who was the embodiment of the will of the Demon Dao, because they did not want the Demon Dao to fall into Luo Hou's hands.

You know, if Mo Luo returns, he will directly and comprehensively control the Demon Dao. Although they can still leave a backdoor to clamp the Demon Dao, there is still a layer of separation.

After a moment, Fate said: "Let Mo Luo try first."

Everyone was speechless, and the will retreated.

…

No one knows how strong Pangu is, including Hongjun, who is not clear about the current ceiling of the prehistoric world.

But only the remains of a heart made Hongjun palpitate, and every slight beat seemed to shatter the world and destroy the universe.

Hongjun was speechless. This Wu clan is really Pangu's good son. He even hid his old father's heart at home.

Helplessly, Hongjun looked at Dijiang deeply, waved his hand and sent the Three Pure Ones back to the Kunlun Mountain Dojo, so as not to stay and be slaughtered by the Wu clan again.

Then he looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi and said in a cold voice: "The sky is one of the foundations of the prehistoric world. You must not control the sky and oppress the earth in the future."

After saying that, he waved his hand again, and with his supreme power, he returned the entire sky to its original position, and also beat Di Jun and Tai Yi back into the sky.

After doing this, Hongjun could not wait to disappear from the spot.

Frustrated.

It was really too frustrating.

Cannot kill, and cannot suppress.

The great Daluo Supreme was actually restrained by a mere Di Jiang.

If he stayed any longer, Hongjun was afraid that he would not be able to help but kill Di Jiang, and then the Heavenly Dao would suppress him for an infinite calamity.

In the void, watching Hongjun leave decisively, Mo Luo smiled helplessly, "This old guy is really cautious!"

"Wu Clan, Pangu's heart, it's hard to deal with!"

When the Wu Clan was weak, he came out to stir up trouble, and after Dijiang killed the Three Pure Ones, he withdrew again.

In order to deepen their cause and effect, fight to the death, and completely disrupt the prehistoric world, so that the demons can take advantage of the opportunity to rise.

But I didn't expect that Hongjun, a great Daluo, would be so restrained.

It's just the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, the loss of luck, and the possibility of being remembered by Pangu. What's there to be afraid of?

Mo Luo left in disappointment.

So far, the bloody battle that affected the entire East China Sea came to an end.

Sanqing, Dijun and Taiyi returned to their respective dojos, and the Taiyi Shengmen, who were watching the situation, also returned to their newly completed dojos.

Only Zhulong was left, shivering in the Dragon Palace.

Yuanlian also breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Dijiang, saying: "Thank you, brother, for your help, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable."

Dijiang smiled and waved his hand, saying: "There is no need for this between you and me. After this battle, I believe that no one in the East China Sea dares to stop me. I will return to the Buzhou Mountains first."

"Good." Yuanlian nodded and smiled.

Dijiang turned around and prepared to leave, but suddenly paused and looked at Zhulong hiding in the deep sea Dragon Palace.

"Zhulong, remember to tell the two firebirds in the sky that this prehistoric land is not theirs to touch. Don't let me see them on the land in the future."

After saying that, Dijiang took a step forward and disappeared on the East China Sea.

Now the most urgent task is to sort out the earth veins, and there is no need to cause trouble again.

Besides, it is useless to kill a mere Zhulong, so he simply ignored it.

After Dijiang left, Yuanlian continued to sort out the water veins, but this time it was extremely smooth.

Be it the dragon clan or the Taiyi sacred god who was practicing on the island, they all consciously let go of the formation and let Yuanlian sort out the water veins and earth veins.

This battle was regarded as a thorough reputation of the witch clan and shocked the prehistoric land.

Time passed slowly, and a multi-temporal meeting passed in a blink of an eye. The work of sorting out the earth veins was proceeding in an orderly manner.

In the southern part of the prehistoric land, the three ancestor witches Gonggong, Zhurong, and Shebishi, who were responsible for this area of ​​the earth veins, also came to the outside of the immortal volcano.

In the Phoenix clan land, everyone gathered in the magnificent palace.

The Fire Phoenix sat solemnly, and the elders below were silent.

Compared to the last time, they resolutely resisted the Wu Clan's combing of the veins of the Immortal Volcano, this time, no one spoke.

Looking around the hall, Suzaku sighed, stepped forward and said:

"Chief, the Wu Clan is powerful, and combing the veins is also a meritorious thing for the heaven and earth. The prosperity of the heaven and earth is the responsibility of the gods, and we should cooperate."