The world returned to peace, and everything seemed to have come to an end.

Yang Mei escaped, but Hongjun did not stop him. Instead, he gathered all the power of the world and blocked Taoist Shi who had been hit by an ax in the river of time.

Facts have proved that Taoist Shi Chen is indeed powerful. He did not die directly, but was only seriously injured.

Hongjun had expected this, but dealing with Taoist Shi Chen itself was not the main purpose, so that was enough.

Taoist Shichen did not dare to go against the long river of time, and Hongjun used the power of heaven and earth to block his way, so he was suppressed here.

Although Hongjun himself was also seriously injured, with the power of Heaven, his recovery speed was much faster than that of Taoist Shi Chen.

Perhaps within tens of thousands of years, it can be restored to its original state, and even the cultivation of the avenue can be improved to a higher level.

Qingxuan himself was also injured, but the source was not injured, so the problem was not big and recovery would be easier.

For creatures at their level, the real injuries are only Dao injuries. Even if the Dao body is shattered and the soul is disintegrated, it can be restored to the original state in a single thought.

Hongjun used Zixiao Palace to suppress Taoist Shichen, while Qinglian dragged Taoist Shichen and others into the world that they created in the chaos to breed the evil thoughts of chaos.

Since then, the external threat from chaos has been completely eliminated.

Taoist Yangmei alone cannot stir up waves and shake the world.

Within the prehistoric world, the change of heaven and earth has basically been completed. The chessboard has been cleared and everything is ready to be renovated. Next, it is their turn to re-plan the world.

The biggest mess now is the war between the two Lich clans. Although the war between the two clans is not the result of their calculations, it is undeniable that they did take advantage of the opportunity created by the war between the two clans.

And now the tragic ending of the two clans has not changed much.

The Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation was broken, and the magic weapon against the ancestral witches failed to be successfully refined. How can the powerful man from heaven be the opponent of the witch clan?

By this time, the ten demon saints had already fled, some fleeing, some perishing.

Unlike the eleven ancestral witches, they have no awareness of living and dying together.

Qingxuan had just retrieved some of the true spirits and origins of the powerful men in heaven in the long river of time.

Fortunately, they died early and caught up with the opportunity, and they would soon have the opportunity to start over.

Others could escape, but the two brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi could not escape. The eleven ancestral witches were watching them.

The tree fell and the hozens scattered, the demon clan's luck was gone, the general power collapsed, and Emperor Jun was defeated by the siege of eleven ancestral witches.

Taiyi is indeed brave and has not completely fallen yet.

It's just that the death of his brother Di Jun made him become more ferocious and he fought without his life.

Under a desperate attack, he forcibly broke the body of the ancestral witches and severely injured several ancestral witches.

This final battlefield is the battle between Ancestral Witch and Taiyi.

As for the lower-level combat power of the two races, it is really impossible to say who will win and who will lose, or maybe there will be no winner from the beginning.

"Let's go and visit the two Lich clans. It will be useful to all of you fellow Taoists to sort out the world." Qingxuan looked at Sanqing and other saints and said.

Sanqing and others naturally have no objections. After all, in their view, the war between the two Lich clans is also a thorny issue, and now it involves the Hou Tu who achieved the status of a saint.

They were relieved that Qingxuan could take the initiative to take over the matter.

The saints returned the gift, and Qingxuan left together with Qinglian.

Between the two steps, they crossed the spatial distance and appeared above the battlefield.

The ancestral witch's cursing voice came, and the aftermath of the battle shook the world.

The aura of destruction is filled here, and the evil energy is soaring into the sky. This is a desperate land that even Daluo will fall into if he sets foot on it.

Looking at the outcome of the two clans, Qingxuan's mood was complicated, because the current situation had nothing to do with him.

The eleven ancestral witches were so powerful, and the [Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique] he sent had such a great impact that the battle situation became unbalanced.

As a result, the demon clan was defeated too quickly and too completely.

He was the one who stopped the war last time, but now he wants to stop the war again.

The last time he took action for Hongjun, it was a partial return of favor, but this time, he chose to intervene himself.

Things in this world are never perfect and perfect.

Qingxuan also felt troubled about how to arrange the two clans, but he could not let them continue to fight.

The battle continued, Taiyi was defeated and fell, and the demon clan was completely defeated.

But that doesn't mean the Witch Clan won.

It would be better to say that when the Wu Clan wins, they really lose. The path of continuation that Hou Tu fought for for the Wu Clan is cut off.

The Wu Clan cannot win this war unless they can really go against the will of heaven and change the world.

Heaven and earth are all about cause and effect, and it goes without saying that there are many causes and effects for this war between the two races.

If the demon clan dies and the witch clan wins, who will be responsible for the great cause and effect of the world? Who should be blamed for the karma of all sentient beings?

The Witch Clan, who won the war, will bear all this alone. But can the Witch Clan afford such a cause and effect?

"Everyone, please just let it go."

Qingxuan's voice came out, and the world fell into silence, as if time and space had stagnated, and both parties in the battle were forcibly imprisoned in place, unable to move.

Qingxuan waved his hand, and the two sides were forcibly separated, and Qingxuan and Qingxuan appeared between them.

"How about you introduce me to the poor Taoist?"

Qingxuan could tell that both the ancestral witch and Taiyi had strong objections to his sudden intervention.

But Qingxuan was not here to quarrel with them, so he did not intend to listen to what they had to say. Instead, he asked them to listen to what he had to say first.

Qingxuan turned his eyes to Taiyi, raised his hand and pointed at Taiyi who was imprisoned.

Taiyi was unable to dodge, and even the innate treasure Chaos Bell, which was constantly shaking, was suppressed by Qinglian's slap.

"This is?"

The anger in Taiyi's eyes dissipated a bit, and he looked at Qingxuan with a bit of confusion.

What Qingxuan passed on to him was a space-time coordinate, which was a small world in the process of being born.

And in it, he sensed the familiar aura of origin, coming from his fallen brother Di Jun, and he would not admit his mistake.

Qingxuan nodded: "Whether you can seize the glimmer of life depends entirely on you. Let me make it clear first. If you die in this battle today, there will be no glimmer of life for you. You choose, die, or born."

Taiyi was silent, looking at Zu Wu with a murderous look in his eyes, but he did not refuse immediately.

"In addition, Taoist friend Di Jun's wife and daughter are still here, and the only one who can protect them is you."

Taiyi closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at Qingxuan: "What are the conditions?"

"You must no longer interfere with the general trend of the world. This era must pass." Qingxuan responded.

As he spoke, Qingxuan tapped his finger again, and a method was passed on to Taiyi.

"This method is given to you, don't worry, it is not a favor, because this method will be made public to the world soon."

Taiyi was shocked in his heart and couldn't help but ask: "What exactly are you asking for?"

What Qingxuan gave him was nothing else but a road, a road to enlightenment and becoming a saint.

He also said that he would make this method public to the world. What benefit would this do to Qingxuan and the others? Taiyi really couldn't figure it out.

Qingxuan did not answer this, but just looked at Taiyi: "What is the choice of fellow Taoist?"

Does Taiyi have a choice? No, my brother still has a chance to return, and he has his family, and only he can protect him.

What's more, he saw the road ahead. How could he choose to die in battle at this time?

Taiyi left, Qingxuan turned around and looked at the ancestral wizards.

At this moment, the eyes of several ancestral witches were filled with anger and even murderous intent.

If they were allowed to speak, there would be endless trash talk, so Qingxuan told them to keep shutting up.

Just when Qingxuan was about to say something, his eyes moved slightly and looking into the distance, he could see a figure coming across the sky and the earth.

Qingxuan smiled, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Let her talk to you."

At this point, Qingxuan stopped speaking and stood aside waiting.

Of course, the ancestral witches are still in a state of "consciousness" to shut up and keep quiet.

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