After countless years of struggle, my disciple turned the prehistoric world into a top world

"Except for Houtu, all the witch clan stayed behind."

"That is to say, the witch clan can be truly destroyed."

During his promotion, none of the witch clan went to Chaos to observe the ceremony.

Because they are too late.

The forces of the Lich and Demon clans are all gathered here, and there are basically no remnants.

This is a modified version of the Lich War.

Originally, if the normal development of the way of heaven was followed, the battle between the lich and the saint would not be able to fight.

But now is not what it used to be.

Variables abound.

Everything is changing.

The Lich Wars are no different.

"The disciples of Ziyang Peak have basically gone to Chaos to observe the ceremony, and it seems that there is no obstacle."

"This round, Pindao personally laid it out for you. If you still can't succeed, it will be too embarrassing for Pindao."

Standing on the top of the mountain, Hongjun stared at Dijun who was thousands of miles away, as if he couldn't help sighing.Dry.

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above the sky.

There are many demon clans.

Di Jun stood in front of the hundreds of millions of monsters, overlooking everything.

And Shang Yang behind him is reporting one thing at a time.

"Your Majesty, during this period of time, there are no elixir or minerals, and many members of the Yaozu have made breakthroughs."

"The Daluo Golden Immortal has increased by nearly ten thousand, and they all hold the big star banner; as for the Taiyi Golden Immortal, there are countless, and they hold the small star banner."

"Our Zhoutian Xingdou large formation can completely crush all large formations. With the power of the entire monster race, the source of the infinite stars, the operation of the Star Banner, and the Hetu Luoshu as the foundation, to arrange a large formation, even a saint, I am afraid They can all be trapped and killed!"

"What's more, our Majesty is already a saint."

Di Jun nodded, looking very satisfied.

He stared at the Wu Clan below, and it seemed that he couldn't help it.

"Dijiang, if you haven't come out yet, when will you wait?"

As the lord of the heavenly court, Di Jun just stood in the sky.

Hundreds of millions of red lights spewed out from the whole body, suppressing the sun's rays, and the emperor's prestige was domineering when he reached the sun.

The conversation before the station is still necessary.

In this battle, the right time, place and people are all on his side.

He saw how this Dijiang won.

"Hmph, Dijun!"

Di Jiang stepped into the air, beside him, followed by the rest of the ancestor witches.

The two emperors seemed to meet at this time.

"When did our hatred start?" Di Jun showed a thoughtful expression, "By the way, it is your witch clan, who feeds on the monster clan and hunts everywhere. The monsters in the world are in constant fear."

Speaking of this, Di Jun seemed to recall those days back then.

Those days were really the bitterest for him.

Risking being eaten by the Wu clan all day long, he fled around.

Now, it can be said that there is kindness and revenge and revenge.

"Witches eat demons, it's only right and proper!"

Di Jiang is extremely powerful, even if Di Jun is already sanctified, so what?

"Witches eat demons, it's only right and proper, my monster clan was born, and I will be eaten by your witch clan?"

"What do you think?!"

The leaders of the two parties are so skillful with their mouths, it can't be said that they are not admirable!

The impact between words caused great fear to the people they watched.

I really don't know what kind of scene it will be in a real fight.

At this moment, the two parties couldn't bear it anymore.

"If you want to fight, then fight."

"My witch clan has never been afraid of anyone?"

Di Jiang's words immediately aroused the touch of the entire Wu clan.

Countless witches are crazy about it.

"Witch! Witch! Witch!"

Its voice was so loud that it manifested immeasurable energy and blood, turning into a demon god and roaring to the heavens.

On this day, the drums of war resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

"war!"

"war!!"

"war!!!"

Boom boom boom!

The witches are beating drums.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, a huge bell rang to shock the world.

This is the Chaos Clock, which is an innate treasure with incredible functions.

Its voice is melodious, can spread throughout the whole prehistoric region, exalting the prestige of the monster race.

"This sound is so harsh, it makes me want to fight."

"Yes, yes, my blood is already boiling."

"Inexplicably still surging?"

The beating of war drums has affected many people.

Because, how to say, often this kind of thing can inspire people's hearts the most.

They can also be regarded as a real experience.

At this moment, people on both sides couldn't bear it anymore.

"Kill, exterminate the witch clan, leave no one behind!"

Di Jun gave the order to attack.

"Sir Lang of the Witch Clan, destroy the demon in one battle, kill!"

Dijiang also gave the order to attack.

The next moment, the Lich War officially started.

Rumble!

The collision of hundreds of millions of living beings formed a destructive force that completely tore the sky apart, causing the entire prehistoric region to shake violently.

In just one confrontation, countless liches were annihilated in ashes.

And this time the impact is infinite.

There are at least a billion collapsed peaks in the prehistoric mountains.

In the land of the four seas, endless rivers spring up.

The scarlet blood gradually flowed into the sea, dyeing it red.

The war broke out completely.

In the bloody storm, countless lives can be taken away every second.

Living at this time has become a luxury.

Security is not guaranteed.

"Zhou Tian's Star Dou Formation, Zhuxian Sword Formation is the most top-notch in terms of magic, especially the Star Dou Formation, if a saint presides over it, even if twelve ancestor witches gather, they can only die with hatred!"

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know if the aura in the prehistoric world will become thinner after this battle?"

"In the previous world, cultivating the Dao will become more and more difficult. In the future, it will be at least a hundred times more difficult than before the Great War...but our world now is not the same as before. In this world, enduring the battle of saints is just like playing."

A bunch of people are commenting here.

As outsiders, they see clearly and far-reachingly.

For now, the battle is just beginning.

They haven't seen the real main combat power yet.

Xuanming is the second woman of the Wu Clan besides Houtu.

At the beginning, she was a little reluctant, but until now she is still a little at a loss.

Because the odds of winning this battle are not too high.

It is too risky to take all the lives of the Wu clan.

According to her understanding, some seeds should be left behind, otherwise, what if the Wu Clan fails?

She wasn't afraid of death, but she didn't want the Wu clan to be wiped out.

Now all this is getting worse and worse, and there is no room for recovery.

what should we do? !

Xuan Ming was very anxious in his heart.

"Brother, this time, is there really no other way?"

Xuan Ming was questioning Di Jiang.

On the other hand, Di Jiang witnessed bloodshed and cruelty.

Those compatriots from yesterday have now left one by one.

The body dies, the dao disappears, and it no longer exists.

It's cruel, it's painful, but so what?

Why do you need to shrink back as a witch?

You know, they are the descendants of Pangu, how can they lose the face of God the Father?

"This battle is imperative, there is no need to say anything."

"The son of my witch clan has never been afraid of death, how could he be afraid of death?"

"Death on the battlefield is the best destination."

"Dijun wants to fight to unify the prehistoric world, so why not me?"

Facing the great enemy of the monster clan, Di Jiang still kept his calm.

With the lives of everyone in the witch clan, against the lives of everyone in the monster clan, there will be an epic battle. .

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