The time of prehistoric times is respected

This is the purpose of this trip.

They are not afraid that Pingxin will not agree. After the war, Taiyi will definitely block the Houtu and leave the underworld. Pingxin is no different from other saints, and other saints do not want to see the lich continue to be strong.

The decline of the Lich is an inevitable result, and everyone above the saints can see it very clearly!

Pingxin fell into deep thought, and she also understood the pros and cons of it. It is not difficult to choose to exchange a little merit in the underworld for the chance of survival of several brothers.

"Okay, I will promise you to wait, but I will talk about it later after saving my brothers!"

Compromise with peace of mind, the weight of the brothers is far more meritorious than that of the underworld.

Zhunti Buddha and Amitabha looked at each other and smiled, and the goal was achieved.

"Hehe, we will definitely do our best, Madam Pingxin, don't worry!"

Zhunti Buddha Mother replied with a smile.

Immediately bowed together with Amitabha Buddha,

"Miss Xie Pingxin, we bid farewell!"

He waved his hands calmly, and the two left the underworld immediately. The trip was fruitful, and the two were satisfied.

He closed his eyes calmly and thought to himself, it's best for the brothers not to have any accidents!The destiny cannot be violated, the way of heaven is the general trend, she has no choice!

As the aura of measuring calamity became heavier, Hong Huang Da Neng could clearly feel the evil spirit in Hong Huang.

Almost all the great powers understand that the age of liches is about to pass, and those who are capable also deduce that the next protagonist of the world will be the human race!

While these great powers were considering whether to have a good relationship with the human race, the human race was licking its wounds alone.

On the coast of the East China Sea, in the land of the human race,

The dragons who have tasted the sweetness are now in the honeymoon period with the human race.

The surviving human race after the war suffered heavy injuries, and the dragon clan actually took out the treasures of heaven and earth collected by the Dragon Palace over the years for the human race to practice, which once again deepened Yu's affection for the dragon clan.

At the same time, Yu discovered a new method of cultivation invisibly.

Bathing in dragon's blood can actually strengthen the body, and refining dragon's blood into the body can turn into a half-dragon state, doubling its strength.

The dragon race is worthy of being an ancient race. The purer the dragon race, the greater its blood essence will improve the human race.

In ancient times, the dragon race relied on blood to dominate the prehistoric and conquer most races. Basically, half of the prehistoric creatures in ancient times had some dragon blood. This time, the blood has won the recognition of most human races.

Yu did not promote this method of improving strength in the whole family, he thought it would destroy the inheritance of human blood.

However, the insufficiency shown in the battle with the monster race made the race pay more attention to physical training and desire for strength!

Most human races choose to refine the blood essence of the dragon race and become half-dragon people. Their offspring are born stronger than ordinary human races, and they can also practice dragon clan combat skills.

Speed ​​up the cultivation cycle of the human race, and step into the immortal way earlier.After thousands of generations, these people are used to being called the descendants of the dragon, because they do have the blood of the dragon in their bodies.

The Zulong is naturally so happy, the human race has chosen this way, and it has been completely tied to the dragon race. In the future, if the human race is strong, the dragon race will naturally follow suit. If the human race is not strong, the dragon race will not suffer any losses.

There are so many dragon bloodlines in the prehistoric world, just find any lizard with dragon bloodlines.

Thousands of years, fleeting,

After a peaceful and extraordinary millennium, a bell rang at the same time from the Heavenly Court and the Pangu Hall,

The prehistoric creatures know that the war is coming!

Chapter 207 The Lich Showdown

"Belonging to the monster clan, the 33rd heaven is assembled!"

"Witch Clan belongs to, Pan Gu Temple gathers!"

When the two voices that spread throughout the prehistoric world came to mind, there was a sudden tremor in the sky and the ground.

Monster clouds billowed in the sky, evil spirits permeated the ground, and the needle pointed at the wheat awnings, the evil spirits of the prehistoric calamity had condensed to the extreme.

All the prehistoric powers have stopped retreating, and they don't want to miss this rare battle.

The dull horn sounded, and the two sides met in the center of Zhoushan,

"Di Jun, this day has finally come, and the grievances and grievances of the Lich have finally come to an end!"

Di Jiang spoke slowly.

I can't hear what it feels like in the tone. The Liches have fought for several times, and they are all equal. At this moment, they are fighting to the death, which can be regarded as sympathy!

"Yes, winner and loser, this prehistoric world can only have one master after all!"

Di Jun also smiled melancholy, then he calmed down and became full of fighting spirit.

"Let's fight!"

As if there was a tacit understanding, this decisive battle was no longer as usual. There were too many scolding battles, and the two sides shot directly.

Hundreds of billions of monster races faced off against hundreds of billions of witch races, and each lined up. The high-level people had not yet been dispatched, but the low-level people had already begun to attack.

As soon as the two sides collided, it was like a meteorite impact. The creatures in the front were directly wiped out, and there was no chance of reincarnation.

With so many witches gathered together, the evil spirit was too strong, and the spirit was too low-level to be wiped out directly.

The deaths per second are in units of tens of millions, which is too tragic. There are stumps and broken arms everywhere on the battlefield. The collision of countless battle formations directly shattered the space near Zhoushan, gradually forming a small thousand in the battle of everyone. world.

Spirit treasures, spells, formations, how to kill people, how to come, when there is no hope, self-detonation will also pull down a few buried, and the battle will be the peak.

There is no time for brewing, every shot is sure to kill, either you die or I die.

The demon clan in the Celestial Immortal Realm suffered tens to one battle losses. There was no other way. The witch clan was born in the blood pool of the Pangu Temple, and they were born as Golden Immortals.

Fortunately, there are not many other things in the Yaozu, but there are many creatures, and the tactics of the sea of ​​​​people make the Wuzu a little overwhelmed.

The evil spirit of measuring calamity has already blinded everyone, and there is no retreat at all.

Self-destruction is the only destination for living beings.

The sky began to rain blood, but it didn't make people sad like the fall of a saint, but turned into endless murderous aura, making people even crazier.

"Brother, I'm going to hold on to myself, you guys go!"

"Second brother!"

"No!"