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

The demon god roared like thunder, activated the secret technique of the demon clan, and covered the starry sky with his palm.

Although the battle between the two Lich clans was fierce.

But the final victory and defeat all depended on Di Jun and Di Jiang.

At this moment, the two parties seem to be confronting each other.

"You are not a saint after all, and you are destined not to win."

The twelve ancestral witches gather here to evolve into a grand array of gods and demons.

But it was crushed by the giant energy hand of Di Jun's big formation.

The disparity before and after can be said to be as big as heaven and earth.

"Patriarch!"

"Big brother!"

"Di Jun, I want your life!"

Seeing that Di Jiang was sent flying, the members of the Wu Clan immediately became angry.

The descendants, Kuafu, Jiufeng, Fengbo, Yushi and many other great witches killed at the same time.

But in the next second, blood rained between the sky and the earth.

Hordes of witches (of Zhao Hao) rushed up, and all that remained were the remains.

The Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation with the battle of saints is really too strong.

"No!"

"No!"

Di Jiang was hoarse, his eyes burst open, he was so angry that he couldn't help himself.

He stared at the world, mostly the corpses of his compatriots.

Too tragic.

Hou Yi died.

Kua Fu is dead.

Even Jiufeng is dead.

It seems that the entire Wu clan is dying!

Then what's the point of his life? !

"Hahahaha!"

Di Jiang was laughing, but the bitterness in his tone made people want to cry.

"Brother, fight with them, we will die together!"

The rest of the ancestral witches were all resentful, wishing they could eat these monsters alive.

This hatred and this hatred are irreconcilable.

"Come on, if that's the case, then come on Feng."

At this moment, Di Jiang's eyes are full of determination.

Can only use that trick. .

Chapter 224

I buy the world with my life, how can I ask if the world has pity?

Dijiang's eyes are too complicated.

With determination, with anger, with reluctance, with killing intent...

The interweaving of many emotions created the following scene.

Everything is destined, no one can help.

Even if Di Jiang wanted to live to witness the demeanor of the younger sister, the heroic appearance of the younger sister, he couldn't do it.

"Little sister, don't blame your brother for being in this sky!"

Di Jiang's true temper exploded at this time.

There are bitterness and laughter, as if he is not the head of a clan.

On the contrary, he looks like a sentimental ordinary person.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Rong turned red.

He would rather die than see his elder brother like this.

"Brother, you usually talk about me, but now I'm going to talk about you."

"Isn't it just death? Our witch clan is all there."

"Before I die, I must show these monster races and see what elegance is. I want them to feel like they are above the sky when they see our witch race."

The twelve ancestor witches looked at each other, their eyes full of determination.

At this moment, the Great Formation of the Gods of the Twelve Capitals was once again displayed.

Only this time, it was very different.

What the ancestral witches paid was not their own blood, but their lives.

The twelve ancestral witches turned into twelve drops of blood, which were then pooled together.

A cloud of divine blood appeared.

In this ball of divine blood, a gigantic giant slowly formed.

It's just that this giant is not as illusory as before, but more and more real.

"Boom!"

When this scene came out, everyone was stunned.

The twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan are gone, and all that remains is a man of indomitable spirit.

"Why recall the past, everything is the past?"

"The cruelty and memories of the past will not diminish with age. Is this the feeling of the future?"

"Sacrificing life to the formation, how powerful is the power of this large formation!"

Unknowingly startled.

It is obvious that the Wu Clan is at the bottom, and it is obvious that the Wu Clan is about to be defeated.

But these ancestral witches would rather die standing than live on their knees.

At the last moment of life, it is extremely brilliant.

The ultimate version of the gods and demons vs. the saint version of the star formation?

When Pan Gu's true body reappeared in the world, it was as if the real Pan Gu reappeared.

Returning to the ancestors and returning to the source, the twelve ancestor witches were transformed by Pangu's blood essence, and now the twelve ancestor witches are transformed into Pangu.

If it is said that the previous Twelve Capitals Tianshensha formation could exert one ten-thousandth of Pangu's power, this time it would be at least one ten thousandth.

"The dying roar?"

Di Jun stared at the towering giant with solemn eyes.

I really didn't expect that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would have such a move.

With this move, the Twelve Ancestral Witches must die, but they are sublimated to the utmost, and their power is infinite.

Take your own life in exchange for a chance?

This is Di Jun's feeling.

"It really is you, as expected of you."

There was strange madness in Di Jun's eyes.

The conflict between the two Liches has been going on for so long, and it has not been resolved until now.

This may really have to be endless before it can end.

The two Liches are regarded as rivals, and looking at it now, neither side has disappointed.

You live up to me, and I live up to you!

"Patriarch!"

"Brother Zhu Rong!"

The people of the Wu clan were roaring.

In the end, it turned out to be like this.

What else would he be able to say?

Then die with the patriarchs.

The oath of life and death seems to be in the ears.

The great witch of the witch tribe climbed to the sky in one step, and with great force, blasted out a gorgeous fairy river with one punch.

The big monster of the monster clan is the fairy river that traverses the starry sky for [-] miles, splits the vast starry sky, breaks the danger of the big witch, and almost kills the big witch.

The blood stained the sky red, and even the light was covered.

This is really a peerless battle, a conquest between heaven and earth.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, emperor against emperor, bathed in blood, fighting to the point of madness.

On the prehistoric land, it gradually became dead silent.

A place that should have been filled with millions of living creatures, but there is no living creature, cold and lonely.

This is the sorrow of the Great War, destined to be full of loneliness and loneliness.

"Boys of the Yaozu, it's the last battle."

"After this battle, there will be no witches in the world, only monsters."

"The monster clan should hold the power of a world, and the world will respect it together."

Di Jun's passionate voice spread throughout the heavens.

His eyes, however, are full of traces of time, ancient vicissitudes, calm as water, has returned to the original state, full of heaven and earth, there is a supreme avenue, and it evolves in his eyes.

Its speed not only subverts the laws of time, but also subverts the laws of space, moving in time and space.

"The final battle is over, is it finally over?"

"Then come on, either you will die, or we will die!"

"You witch clan are all peers? Our monster clan is unparalleled."

One by one, the monster races continued to fall into the formation.

Receive and guide Zhou Tian Xingguang, contributing his strength.

"Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation, turn!"

Accompanied by the word Zhuan, infinite power is gathering.

Emperor Jun Taiyi's power of a saint, power of stars all over the sky, power of monster race...

When these forces come together, what happens is a qualitative change.

The star map reappears, huge without bounds.

It's like copying the sky from the sky.

And this star map is full of stars, corresponding to the stars on the sky, just like a real sky full of stars.

Once this picture is condensed, it is as forceful as an innate treasure.