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

Life, a wrong era, can not be independent.

Death, of course, has to be chosen by oneself, lonely in the midst of brilliance.

This is the choice of the witch clan, an incomparable determination.

The hero is late, only shaking his head sadly.

The once rich and desolate first-class clan, the former descendant of Pangu, finally had a lonely day.

Happy life, no regrets in death.

For the people of the Wu clan, fighting to the death and being lonely in the extreme, presumably, they will not lose their lifelong ambitions.

Life is a master, and death is a ghost.

The Witch Clan is the Witch Clan.

During his lifetime, he was unparalleled in the world; after his death, he can still see his free and easy spirit. .

Chapter 227

"very good!"

Di Jun lowered his eyelids weakly.

This state of constant struggle can finally come to a standstill.

The vicissitudes of life have been 10 years, half of which is sober and half insane.

Di Jun flew into the air, and Tai Yi followed closely behind.

On the ground, there are remaining monster races.

The blood and dead bodies all over the ground created a flourishing prosperity.

Overlooking the land of the world, sitting and watching the ebb and flow of the tide, Di Jun was filled with pride.

Achieving imperial hegemony and unrivaled brilliance is a joyful thing.

"This emperor, Jun, is the master of the monster clan and the heaven, and now he is the master of the heaven and the earth."

"Since then, there will be no witches in the wilderness, and the world will be a monster!"

"The monster clan can stand in the nine heavens and be respected from then on; it can stand in the prehistoric land and be admired by thousands of people; it can swim in the sea and have wives and concubines in groups..."

Although Di Jun's voice was not loud, it was extremely loud.

With a fierce tone, all the monster races trembled.

At this moment, all 19 in Heaven and Earth belonged to the Yaozu.

They paid the lives of so many clansmen, which can be regarded as a reward.

"Honor!"

"........."

These monster races gradually became crazy.

A great era belonging to the monster clan has finally arrived.

Under the leadership of Di Jun, it gradually became clear.

The Yaozu began to sweep the battlefield and restrain their comrades.

Although they won this time, it was a miserable victory.

Burying the bones of the clansmen is something that should be done now.

As for the prehistoric land, those who waited and watched, looked here one by one.

".When there were no witches in the prehistoric world, the monsters would be honored by the Nine Heavens!"

"Isn't it? Now is not the time to check and balance. The Yaozu has won the final victory."

"With control of most of the world, the power of the monster clan can be imagined. By then, even the Western Demon Lord Terror will not be an opponent."

At this time, many people are secretly thinking.

At critical times, you can't stand on the wrong team!

Everyone has seen what the Yaozu did.

The current emperor is at his peak, and the Yaozu will also rise to a higher level.

If they go to seek refuge at this time, it must be a good choice to get a little light from the Yaozu.

And as far as these big races are concerned, they are all ambitious.

The purpose of destroying the Wu Clan is to unify the prehistoric land.

What about these loose immortals, monks, and other races?

How could the Yaozu not be interested.

If you don't take refuge now, you may be visited by the monster clan in the future.

At that time, the treatment before and after will be different.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think? To join the Yaozu, or not to join the Yaozu?"

"This is really a headache! Is it really good to be subservient to others, but that's the demon clan."

"Come on, you guys, if you don't go, then I will go."

"No, this... this is not acceptable, I want to go too."

In an instant, many of those who watched the Lich War had the desire to seek refuge with the demon clan.

The human heart is like that.

For things that are beneficial, few people will basically refuse.

............

Jade Mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Hongjun was gradually immersed in a mysterious state.

In his eyes, it seems that there is a Taoist evolution.

The avenue is shattering the chaos, creating creations in the void, turning the invisible into form, suppressing the earth, fire, water and wind, and then opening up a huge world.

"Hey! Dao is Dao, very Dao!"

Dao is invisible, imperceptible, inaccessible, and has no concept at all, but Dao is in the world.

The Tao represents the "ultimate truth".

It is the origin, noumenon, law, principle and realm of all things.

As the ancestor of Dao, to be honest, he is extremely happy at the moment.

The lich chaos he created with one hand, the powerful demon clan with one hand, and the general trend of the world with the other hand, finally came to an end.

The witch clan is completely wiped out, and the monster clan is honored.

This was what he expected.

I just didn't expect it to take so long.

The Yaozu paid a heavy price for dealing with the Wuzu.

If it wasn't for the sanctification of Dijun and Taiyi, they might really capsize in the gutter.

Hongjun still approves of the palace that he built and arranged with his own hands.

At least to a satisfactory degree, it did not disappoint.

"You two, it's not in vain to waste the hard work of the poor."

"After this battle, the way of sainthood will be at the top."

Talking to himself up to this point, Hongjun's eyes flashed with excitement.

At this moment, Hongjun stepped forward, and the chaos exploded.

Chaos evolves into yin and yang and Taiji, and the four phenomena of earth, fire, water, and wind are surrounded by infinite.

Taking another step, a world slowly unfolds, taking the third step, the world is destroyed, and everything returns to ruins.

The birth and death of the world is constantly evolving between Hongjun's steps.

At this moment, Hongjun seemed to be even more unclear.

It seems that the lich chaos he created by himself really didn't let him gain less!

Moreover, the changes in the world seem to have brought some changes to Hongjun.

"The only variable now is Houtu."

"It's just that Houtu succeeds in creating the world, so what?"

"It's too late."

Some things are out of his control, but he doesn't care at all.

Things may have changed, but it is now a given.

Perhaps when Pangu opened up the world in the early days, Hongjun could see the real world, which belongs to the realm of Tao.

Indescribable, indescribable.

Now Hongjun is not a saint.

But Hongjun is still the strongest.

Why is this?

The sage lives with the Tao, is immortal, has infinite good fortune, and possesses incredible power.

More importantly, a saint is a saint, and where the way of heaven exists, the power of a saint can manifest.

There is no doubt that saints are flawed. They are saints in the prehistoric world, not saints under the great way.

Hunyuan is different, no matter which world it is in, it will have infinite power, which is an essential difference.

After thinking about his own affairs, Hongjun let out a long breath of relief.

In the current prehistoric world, he has already won a round.

What kind of scene was it in the outer sky and chaos that day?

"Six realms of reincarnation have been created, so has the Houtu transformed into reincarnation?"

"If Hou Tu died, there would be less trouble."

Chapter 228

"I don't seek the Tao, the Tao will come naturally."

"People should take a look at this great world."

"And the arrival of all this was brought to us by Nvwa, Tongtian, and in the land after the creation of the world."

"How can we forget, how dare we forget?"

Seeing people joining the Yaozu one after another, and then belittling the Wuzu, a monk who has not practiced Taoism for a long time, couldn't help but speak out here.

How can this be?

How can you do this?

Although this era will usher in a great change, it shouldn't be like this!

Lich war, although the winner is the demon clan.

But everyone knows what the Wu Clan did.

If you neglect your friendship for the sake of climbing high branches, are you like that wild animal?