There is no time in the prehistoric world. In a blink of an eye, there is another five hundred years of spring and autumn. The strange calm in the prehistoric world is as if the Lich clans had put down their ambition to compete for the prehistoric world, and it seems that they are accumulating strength and waiting for the opportunity to succeed. Many great masters in the prehistoric world obediently closed the cave, and went to seclusion and practiced hard, ignoring the world. After all, they are old monsters who have lived for many years. Although they cannot guess all the plans of the Lich clans, now the great catastrophe is about to begin, and the cause and effect are entangled, and the future is not clear, but they still smell some dangerous charm. They hope to not bring themselves in. Although those who practice Taoism can survive to this day are mostly meticulous, decisive and ruthless people, but facing

How long can the two lichs of billions of times last? What's more, when it comes to Taoist magic power and magic weapons, the giants of the demon clan are not weaker than others. There is a saint behind him. Although he will be cautious and does not help him, the dull pressure is still gathered in the hearts of the people of the prehistoric world. They are also people who are determined to seek the Tao and do not want to cause too much trouble. Of course, in terms of themselves, those who are born in the prehistoric world are not arrogant and unwilling to rely on others. Of course, those who are so arrogant and do not want to live under others' roofs. Of course, those who are so arrogant as Lan Deng are not listed here. Although the saints are strong, it is still difficult to accept that they worship as disciples, so they all set up their own mountain and practice the great way. Of course, the most important purpose is to avoid the world.

In the Heavenly Court, a sound of the Demon Emperor Palace exploded. Di Jun's retreat area turned into broken walls, rubble everywhere, and dust rolled everywhere, but the smoke and dust were very comfortable, but laughter came from it. It was Di Jun. As the smoke and dust dissipated, Di Jun was holding a cold sword in his right hand, and he still maintained the previous movement of swinging the sword. It was obvious that the retreat area was destroyed by Di Jun himself, because this was the important place of the demon clan. In an instant, several demon generals gathered together. Seeing this situation, he knew that the witch-slaughtering sword that the demon clan had been looking forward to was successfully refined. Each expression was excited and his eyes showed excitement. Perhaps as long as he endured for a while, the vast world would be under the management of the demon clan, making them all feel prosperous and imagine a bright future.

Xihe, who was standing in front of the demon generals, looked at Di Jun with concern. He stepped forward and looked around. Seeing that he was just obsessed with the sword, he felt relieved and stepped forward to hold his arm. Di Jun came to his senses, put away the witch-slaying sword, and laughed and waved the demon generals away. He took Xihe to the East Palace, Taiyi's palace.

The two came together, Taiyi was not surprised at all, but just looked at them lightly, as if to remember their appearance so as not to forget. Di Jun looked at Taiyi's expression and showed concern on his face. Since Taiyi suffered a lot of damage to the vitality and deduced the cause and effect, he went to seclusion to refine the witch-slaying sword. Although he did not stay outside, he occasionally radiated his divine thoughts and knew that Taiyi seemed to have changed his temperament. He had always been indifferent and indifferent, as if everything had been detached. Taiyi naturally saw his brother's worry and smiled indifferently, "Brother, don't worry about me, but now it's better. The witch-slaying sword has been successfully refined, and the witch-sacred body of the witch clan is no longer unbreakable! Hearing the witch clan's face, Xihe also had a face.

A ruthless look flashed, and his nine children died at the hands of the great witch Houyi. Although Houyi is now like a walking corpse, Xihe felt that it was not enough to relieve the witch clan and wanted to destroy the witch clan. He said sternly: The barbarians of the witch clan, with this sword, must kill all the witch clan and avenge my nine children! He heard about this, Di Jun Taiyi's expression darkened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Xihe seemed to have until he mentioned the pain of the two, and he forced himself to laugh and said: Forget it, you still have something to discuss. I'll go and see Xiao Shi. Since last time, he has been practicing, and even my mother hasn't seen him for a long time. As he said that, Xihe turned around and left the palace, but a string of tears dripped from the corner of his eyes.

Di Jun's expression turned better. Looking at Taiyi sitting there, he asked: Taiyi, is there anything you want to ask me for? As soon as he came out of the seclusion, what was wrong? Taiyi also came back to his senses and his face turned heavy, 'Brother, do you think, can we survive this Lich catastrophe? We have seen the scene of the Dragon and Han first catastrophe.' Di Jun stopped, his expression was stunned. After a while, he said bitterly: Although he had refined the Witch Sword Sword, if it was against the Witch Clan, the chance of winning is not great, but it is more likely to be evenly matched. What's wrong? Tai nodded, obviously agreed with Di Jun's opinion, his expression turned cold, and said coldly: Big Brother, it would be fine if the Witch Clan won, but my demon clan was not strong enough and should have fallen, but if it was as we thought, it would be a loss, then there were probably many people who took advantage of it...

··Taiyi didn't say to go first, but he knew that Di Jun must have understood what he meant. Di Jun's murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Even if my demon clan fell, he would not make wedding clothes for others. If you want to get a bargain, don't even think about it!" Taiyi said in a deep voice: Yes, our demon clan will not let their fishermen benefit, so in this way, we have to pull them into the water together! Di Jun nodded and said: OK! I will then order Ji Meng and them to go out together, and they are enough for the Daluo Jinxian. As for the quasi-saint, let them take the Star Banner and set up the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array. If you don't follow... Humph! Taiyi did not stop him, but a memory flashed in his eyes, "Talk about the first catastrophe of the Dragon Han Dynasty. Since that's the case, the dragon clan should not be out of trouble, so I'll go there myself." After saying that, Taiyi's figure gradually faded and disappeared.

Under Di Jun's order, Ji Mengyingyingzhao and other ten demon generals brought billions of demon soldiers to invite some random cultivators to join their demon clan camp. Of course, not everyone was very tactful. Some did not want to be involved and had a firm position. They just didn't go. Later, the demon generals personally took action to kill him, playing the role of killing chickens and scaring monkeys. After that, the casual cultivators either surrendered to the Heavenly Court or secretly escaped. Although some of them believed that their quasi-saint cultivation was unwilling to provoke, most of them still fled to places that the demon clan could not find. After all, the major giants of the demon clan had not taken action yet. Master Yinfeng Ridge, Daluo Mountain Daluo Sword Immortal, Yuxu Sanren, and many other casual cultivators were once guests in Zixiao Palace, so they naturally did not have time to escape and were invited to the Heavenly Court to serve as honorary elders.

As for the Dragon Clan, of course, the result is not to be said. Although the Dragon Clan said that its clan would always be in control of the world when the Heavenly Court was just established, in the eyes of others, this was just a temporary measure. If its strength recovers in the future, it is probably the first to jump out. But facing the strong Taiyi, what can the Dragon Clan do? Although there is a quasi-saint Zhulong, he will have no life to face Taiyi. The Chaos Bell is in hand, and he is even more aware of the Taoist Taiyi. Apart from the saint, he has no need to worry about anyone. The helpless Dragon Clan has to surrender. Of course, they have also been ignorant and made up their minds to send some golden immortals to save some strength.

Speaking of this, there is another thing that must be mentioned, I don’t know whether it was Di Jun’s deliberate, misinformation, or too much information in the prehistoric world. Originally, under the initiative of Di Jun Taiyi, the forced inquiries against powerful people such as the prehistoric world were spread in the prehistoric world. This matter was a great strategy proposed by Kunpeng, the demon giant, the demon clan. The purpose was to prevent someone from resenting him in the prehistoric world, so he simply pulled them closer to the great disaster and beat them all in one go. In this way, Kunpeng’s reputation was completely stinking in the prehistoric world, and of course it was stinking.

, But no one dared to be arrogant in front of Kunpeng, otherwise his life would be lost. Kunpeng knew about this, but for some reason, a sentence flashed through Kunpeng's mind, 'I'd rather let others down than let me down!' A faint smile flashed across his face, and Kunpeng did not pursue the right or wrong of it, but he seemed to sigh in his heart, 'Whether it is right or wrong, what does it matter to a group of dying people? Even if you survived the great disaster, either I will have already died or have entered a higher level early, so where can you seek revenge?'

Ten years later, there were hearty laughter from the Ancestral Witch Hall, and the faces of the great witches who were guarding the law around them showed joy. Five hundred years ago, the ancestor witches seemed to feel that the time had come and began to refine the demon-slaying sword. If this sword is completed, it will only hurt the soul. At that time, no matter how many magical powers and means you will be killed on your body, the soul will be damaged immediately, and even the soul will die. For safety reasons, they called all the great witches.

Come to protect the Dharma, all the nine remaining ancestor witches were devoted to refining the demon-slaying sword. Finally, they were trained by the Great Treasure today. The sword was black and shining with faint light. The tadpole-like symbols on it were the words of the witch clan and were also the restrictions of interests. It was these symbols that sealed the souls of the billions of human races in the sword. If they were injured by this sword, they would be entangled by the resentment of those human races, unless they were protected by the great merits and all laws were not invaded.

The voice of the Dijiang lunar calendar came out, "The Demon-Slaying Sword is born, Di Jun Taiyi, you kill me Zhurong Gonggong brothers, and I have forced my sister Houtu to be transformed into reincarnation. After all, there will be a break. Di Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, use the heads of you three to pay tribute to my two brothers and sister Houtu! Zhu Jiuyin laughed and said: With this sword, you must kill all the demons and promote the power of my Pangu's legacy! Tian Wu snorted coldly, "The world opened by the Father God can not let those flat-haired beasts command the commander? If you don't kill them all, you will not be able to vent your anger in your heart!" Xiz said furiously: It's hateful that Kunpeng child, who is full of tricks, kill Zhurong Gonggong with tricks. If you catch him, you will definitely imprison his soul and torture him with my poisonous fire for generations! Di Jiang waved his hand and laughed and said: OK! No need to say this now, right,

Has there been any major incident in the prehistoric world now? Naturally, I would like to ask Xing Tian and Jiu Feng who were guarding again. Houyi and Kuafu, who were of the same level as them, all died. The two of them are the biggest now, but they are not too familiar with the current prehistoric world. However, the great witch of Chiyou in the Houtu tribe knew it very well and said: I told you, the ancestor witches, there is nothing major incident in the prehistoric world now. But ten years ago, the heavenly court suddenly burst out with a fierce aura. I don’t know what’s going on. In recent years, the demon generals of the demon clan frequently came out. As long as their subordinates recently found out that they were pulling many casual cultivators into their demon clan, they would kill them! The methods were extremely fierce! After hearing this, the nine ancestor witches all looked dark, obviously calculating the mystery.

After a while, Di Jiang's eyes flashed and he sneered: Haha! Di Jun Taiyi's little boy has a good plan! If all the great gods in the prehistoric world were invited by them, then our chances of winning in the battle ten thousand years later will be small. How can we make them happy? Qiang Liang didn't know the gains and losses, and shouted: Then why don't we go and make trouble? They can't even invite none of them! Ju Mang smiled sinisterly, "No need, why do we help those casual cultivators? They won't really surrender to us. Moreover, if they win over them to us, wouldn't that be beautiful.

There was a thing.' Rushou frowned, "Is this necessary? They are monks, we are witch clans, how can they really help each other?" Di Jiang's eyes showed a cold light and sneered: We don't need their true help, but we can't afford the demon clan. Jiufeng, you guys quickly summon all the great witches and lead them to win over those casual cultivators. If they don't follow... Humph! You know what to do! Jiufeng's expression showed cruelty, which was very incompatible with her beautiful face. He replied: Obey orders! I'll go now! He said that he took Xing Tian Xiangliu and the others away.

In the Ancestral Witch Palace, a puzzle flashed in Xuan Ming's eyes and asked: Why do we follow the demon clan? If our formation is arranged, so what if there are more of them! Di Jiang's expression moved and said with a bitter smile: You may underestimate those casual cultivators too much. Don't forget that the last time Kunpeng left the heavenly court, how many people took action. Hehe, there are many strong people in the prehistoric world! Moreover, do you really think that Taiyi Dijun wants them to surrender? They don't care much about the strength of the casual cultivator, but they all flashed and shocked by the latter, not knowing the mystery. Di Jiang also knew that they might not understand.

Continue: Whether it is the battle between our witch clan and the demon clan, whether it is victorious or losing, it is the business of our two tribes! But what if someone jumps out to pick up the bargain when we lose both sides? Humph! No one can pick up the bargain here, and they will definitely not be allowed to have the chance to pick up the bargain! Other ancestral witches are also smart people, and they immediately understand, and their expressions are a little gloomy. Although they really want to scold no one dares, if they really reach that point, picking up the bargain may be like mushrooms after a rain, and they are not allowed to do this!

Seeing the movements of the witch clan in the prehistoric world, Taiyi showed a strange smile on his face and whispered: Since it is a great disaster, then let's die more people! It's a great disaster! It's just a death to death! I won't give you a chance! They won't!

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