The time of prehistoric times is respected

Ping Xin continued.

"I hope so!"

Di Jiang was helpless.

"Brother, don't worry, this underworld can be used as the last base of the witch clan. Even if you lose the Lich decisive battle, you can retreat to the underworld!"

Dijiang is not so optimistic,

"I'm afraid the saints won't allow it. The saints have a lot of opinions on the lich! Once the witch clan is defeated, how can they survive?"

Hearing the words with peace of mind,

"I have the final say in this underworld, unless Daozu and Shichen don't agree! Even so, you have to consider the operation of the six reincarnations!"

The six realms of reincarnation are now functioning normally, not only in the prehistoric world, but also connected to the heavens and myriad worlds.

Once there is a problem with the six reincarnations, it is a huge cause and effect, and Hongjun may not be able to bear it. Although Shi Chen is not afraid, according to Shi Chen's usual practice, I am afraid that such a situation will not happen.

So Pingxin is very confident that he can keep the Wu Clan.

Now some of the witches have served in the underworld and enjoy the luck of the underworld.

Almost all the management of the underworld is operated by the witch clan. Some of the blood of the witch clan has been left behind, and some witches are also in the underworld, which can be regarded as a legacy for the witch clan.

The only worry is whether Zu Wu can be saved in case of failure.

"Forget it, that's the only way to go, let's go back to Pangu Palace first, and transform Chi You into an ancestor witch!"

Di Jiang said with a sigh.

After receiving the essence and blood, he cupped his fists and said,

"Houtu girl, take care!"

The other ancestral witches also clasped their fists.

Although they are already calm, the ancestral witches still prefer to be called Houtu.

Watching Zuwu leave, I can't calm down for a long time.

Calculating the secrets, the Lich will face off in a decisive battle, and both sides will suffer.

The heavenly secrets must not be leaked, and such important events cannot be told to other ancestral witches.

"Ugh!"

Sighing, he turned around and left calmly, entered the cycle of six paths, and disappeared.

The prehistoric, above the East China Sea,

The figure needs to take off, and the grand occasion overwhelms the limelight of the Dragon Clan.

Zu Long didn't dare to say much, because they were all going in the direction of Jin'ao Island.

At the former site of Jin'ao Island, a huge platform stands above the sea.

In the center of the platform is a huge sword that reaches the sky, exuding a piercing sword intent.

All the people who came here were intoxicated by it and felt the sword intent, and everyone's comprehension was different.

On the tip of the sword, Tongtian sat cross-legged, with his eyes closed and his mind wandering beyond the sky.

Soon, the platform was surrounded by prehistoric creatures.

One-third of them are human races, and they are of low cultivation.

Presumably, Kunlun Mountain and the grand occasion of the East China Sea are like a sky and an underground.

Interpretation of teaching advocates conforming to the way of heaven, and doing what the way of heaven says.

Jiange advocates struggle and is indomitable, which is more in line with the path of the prehistoric creatures.

Opportunities have to be fought, resources have to be fought, and if you want to make progress, you have to fight for everything.

Sword cultivators can fight by leaps and bounds, which is an important reason that attracts most people.

If Honghuang wanted to fight at a higher level, he had to follow suit first. The first batch of gods and demons of heaven and earth could fight at a higher level. Ordinary creatures with the same level of cultivation were no match for them.

And the way of swordsmanship gave them a powerful opportunity for ordinary beings, how could it not be attractive?

When it felt almost the same, Tongtian opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the creatures below.

"Greetings to the sage of the Supreme Qing Tongtian!"

Everyone paid homage together, and Tong Tian suddenly felt that his luck had increased a lot.

Tong Tian stretched out his hand, a ray of mana protruded out, helped everyone up, and said,

"My way of swordsmanship is independent of Taoism, and it is contained within the law. All living beings in the prehistoric world lack the way to practice. Anyone who is destined can enter the Jiange sect and enjoy the luck of the Jiange!

You can comprehend the meaning of the sword, and those who reap it will be destined, and the time is limited to a hundred years! "

Tongtian's voice spread throughout the East China Sea, and after everyone below thanked him in unison, they began to comprehend.

Such a grand occasion really has the momentum of ten thousand immortals coming to court. In this reincarnation, there is no interception, but there is a sword pavilion. The fate is wonderful, and Tongtian has still come to this step.

The recognition of the time is to improve the strength. Kendo belongs to the slant of the sword, and it is one of the few methods that can quickly improve the strength.

Specialize in one, take one to the extreme.

Outside Qingqiu Mountain, a person suddenly appeared,

A mountain-like aura radiated out, and dozens of figures flew out of Qingqiu Mountain.

"Who trespassed on Qingqiu Mountain?"

The first person shouted loudly.

Dozens of people are Da Luo Jinxian, but they are not what Di Jun wants to see.

With a cold look in their eyes, dozens of people flew out in an instant.

At this time, six figures flew out of Qingqiu Mountain,

After glancing at the six figures, Di Jun snorted coldly,

"Why, isn't my coming worthy of your welcome?"