Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

At this time, the Lich faced the battlefield.

The Lich's frontal battlefield has been fought from the southeast of the prehistoric world to the central part of the prehistoric world and the Buzhou Mountain area. Although the Wu clan is retreating all the way, there are not too many casualties. The situation is about the same as that of the demon clan, which has lasted for more than two hundred years. The war, even Donghuang Taiyi, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches, were exhausted at this time.

In a corner of the battlefield, Zhu Jiuyin was still confronting Fuxi: "Fellow Taoist, the decisive battle is about to begin. Do you want to give way?"

Fuxi chuckled softly: "It is indeed the time for the decisive battle. I think even the poor Taoist will not be able to stop my fellow Taoist."

Zhu Jiuyin smiled when he heard this: "If you and I didn't have different positions, I think we would be best friends."

Fuxi chuckled: "That fellow Taoist is overthinking it. Your and my positions will never be the same. After all, fellow Taoist is under restraint."

"Haha." Zhu Jiuyin shook his head: "Please, fellow Taoist."

"Please!"

In the center of the battlefield, Taiyi's golden armor was in tatters. He kicked back the two attacking ancestral witches. He looked up and saw Fuxi returning, and then he walked through the space and came to Di Jun's side.

For a time, the deadlock on the battlefield was broken by the appearance of Zhu Jiuyin and Fuxi!

Each returned to their camp, preparing for the final battle.

At this point in the war, the two clans are already in dilapidated condition. The Monster clan has been reduced by half, and the Wu clan is not much better, at least half of them have died.

"Master, what are the two Lich clans fighting over?"

On Mount Buzhou, Saint Taiqing and Xuandu watched the battle.

"They are fighting for luck." I said calmly.

"But luck..." Xuandu frowned and whispered: "Even if one of them wins, for example, if the demon clan kills all the witch clan, then the witch clan will die, and the witch clan's luck will not fall on the demon clan." On the clan, right?”

"That's not the case." Lao Tzu said: "If the demon clan wins and occupies the ancient world, the heaven and earth will recognize him as the ruler of the world, and vice versa. The boundless luck will be re-formed, and under the luck, the emperor can become a saint. Maybe Emperor Jiang can become a saint."

Xuandu nodded, seeming to understand: "But Master, how can they become saints if they have no merit in the world?"

"Yes..." I shook my head: "How can they become saints if they have no merit for heaven and earth? Everything is just the consequence of their small understanding. They are in the midst of calamity, disturbed by calamity, and the secret of heaven is not clear. Obviously, committing suicide without knowing it, how can two races with no meritorious deeds compete for victory?"

"Then will they all die?" Xuandu asked with a solemn expression.

Xuandu has already thought about the outcome of the Lich. The most likely possibility is that both sides will suffer losses and die. The Heavenly Court that once suppressed the ancient world, and the Wu Clan that can fight against the overwhelming Heavenly Court, will all... die!

"Take your time and watch. You will understand something about this war."

"Yes, Master." Xuandu said respectfully, then scratched his head: "Master, can you please help me bring someone with me?"

"Ji Heng's opportunity is not here, don't think too much, just watch."

"Yes! Master!" Xuandu felt embarrassed in his heart.

At this time, the eyes of all the saints and all the great powers hidden in the ancient world were focused on the Lich's battlefield.

"Dijun! Taiyi!" Dijiang yelled: "You two bastards! You are causing trouble to our Wu Clan, and today is your day of death!"

"You witch clansmen don't know the number of heaven!" Emperor Jun's eyes were bloodshot and his hair was disheveled. He didn't have the appearance of a heavenly emperor, but he had the power of a heavenly emperor. He could only hear him say in a cold voice: "Causing chaos in the wilderness, overwhelming all spirits, using all spirits as a basis. Eat blood, and do not obey the saints or the way of heaven. All living beings will suffer unspeakably. You should die at the hands of our demon clan and turn into a nutrient to benefit the world!"

"You fucking fart!" Zhu Rong cursed: "You two beasts are so sharp-tongued! This world was originally created by our God the Father! We are the real masters of the ancient world! It is not your turn to be at our head. Shit!"

"The Great Wilderness is the great wilderness of all spirits! God Pangu created the Great Wilderness for the sake of all living beings! This world has been oppressed by you wizard clan for too long, and we, the demon clan, will be your disaster!"

"Di Jun!" Di Jiang manifested his true form and roared: "Fight to the death!"

"Brothers!" Di Jiang shouted: "The Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation! Get up!"

"Yes!"

"Young men of the demon tribe, follow me to the formation!" Emperor Jun shouted and took out the Luoshu River Map: "The Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation! Get up!"

Boundless coercion swept across the entire prehistoric world. At this time, the earth trembled, and the surging evil energy quickly gathered in the direction of Buzhou Mountain. More than that, the stars in the sky formed a sea of ​​stars, outlining the shape. Among them, the Ziwei Emperor Star trembled, among the stars. First, the power of the boundless starry sky forms an array, covering the entire prehistoric world!

For a moment, the sky became dark, and there was no daylight. After another moment, the sky and the earth were purple! The endless sea of ​​stars gathered together to form an array. This was the greatest array in the world, the Zhoutian Star Array!

In fact, the two formations are comparable, but the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation was created by the Demon Clan, while the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation is the inheritance of the Witch Clan.

The battlefield was unpredictable, and the twelve ancestral witches merged into a giant. This giant's body seemed to be infinitely large, with its head in the sky and its feet on the ground. It was shirtless and its face could not be seen clearly. It could only be seen that it was extremely strong.

The endless starry sky of the entire prehistoric world is now hovering above the demon army. Among them, three thousand stars are extremely bright, and the dazzling purple light shines across all rivers!

"Come on the axe!"

The giant roared and wanted to take back the sky-opening axe!

But...the prehistoric times have become prehistoric, and the Sky-Opening Ax has already been divided into three parts. How could the Sky-Opening Ax appear?

Seeing that he couldn't get the ax back, the giant waved one hand, and an ax appeared in his hand.

The raging evil spirit keeps rising, and ordinary people will go crazy if they touch this evil spirit.

"Di Jiang!" Di Jun said coldly: "The secret of the starry sky is something you Wu Clan will never know. It is said that the starry sky was transformed by the hair of Pangu God, but it is not the case. The prehistoric starry sky has undergone two transformations. It was during the great catastrophe of the ferocious beasts that the corpses of endless ferocious beasts drifted in the ancient starry sky and turned into stars. Secondly..."

"The chaotic starry sky is the transformation of the three thousand chaotic demon gods that Pangu God killed!"

"At this moment!" Emperor Jun shouted: "Reenact a corner of the Battle of Kaitian! Liches fight to the death!"

"Kill the ancestral witch! Kill the ancestral witch! Kill the ancestral witch!"

The demon clan's momentum shook the heavens and the earth, and the words "kill the ancestral witch" rang in the ears of every living creature in the wild.

"Emperor Jun!" the giant roared: "Death!"

"Dijiang! Die!"

The giant wielded his big ax and struck towards the starry sky, and the starry sky also turned into three thousand Chaos Demon Gods at this moment! Rush towards the giant! For a time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

The Lich War has reached an unprecedented climax. This battle is like a battle between two saints! No, maybe some saints are not as good as the two races today! Far surpassing the war between the three clans and the war between the ferocious beasts, this was also the first time in the world that a saint-level battle broke out!

"Open the sky!"

"Seven kills!"

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