Everyone around them also watched Nuwa Empress create the world, watch the evolution of chaos, the two rituals and Tai Chi, the changes of yin and yang, the formation of the five elements, and the great avenues of the heavens are all in front of them. By analogy, they also gained a lot, although they did not achieve instant sainthood.
My understanding of the way of heaven has improved a lot.
At this time, Empress Nuwa saw that the chaos was opening up, and the heaven and earth were first formed. She waved her sleeves, and a simple palace fell from the sky and landed on the newly formed world. Three simple sacred texts of the Wa Palace were engraved on the plaque of the palace.
, a sense of mystery and mystery, the endless charm of the Tao comes to the face, this Wa Palace is like the Chaos Zixiao Palace, full of the charm of the Tao, which is intoxicating.
Seeing the success of the opening of the Wa Emperor's Taoist Hall, many people with great supernatural powers rushed in and arrived at the Wa Palace. After everyone took their seats, the Empress Nuwa began to give a lecture on the Taoist Way.
Several decades have passed since this lecture.
"This is the end of what I have learned about the way of creation. Fellow Taoists, please come back."
Empress Nuwa's voice was gurgling, and everyone nodded and thanked them. After all, Empress Nuwa's talk about the way to sainthood was of great help to them.
After this sermon, many people with great supernatural powers returned to their respective dojos to comprehend the Hunyuan Dao, especially Pangu Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti from the West. They were all destined saints and had the Hongmeng given by Taoist Hongjun.
Purple Qi, the foundation of the great road, and now that Nuwa has become a saint, they all feel a sense of urgency.
Buzhou Mountain, in a mysterious place in time and space, there is a simple and vast palace. Above the main hall, there are three ancient Chinese characters called Pangu Palace, exuding a desolate and long-lasting mysterious atmosphere. At this time, a group of people are sitting in the main hall.
, the atmosphere in the hall was solemn.
"Brothers and sisters, now that the demon clan Nuwa has become a saint, the power of the demon clan has suddenly increased a lot. It is really a huge threat to our witch clan. In the ancient land, the lich and the demons are fighting. If it really lets
If the demon clan has completely risen, then we, the witch clan, will probably lose our foothold. Can you tell us, what should we do about this matter?"
A big man spoke solemnly, the light in his eyes constantly changing and changing, extremely sharp.
"Brother, what else is there to say? We, the sons of the Wu clan, are naturally good at fighting. At most, we will just have to fight against this demon clan."
A rude man in red clothes and red hair spoke angrily. The void around him was faintly distorted. A blazing red light continued to burn in his eyes. His whole figure was like a ball of flame, or the incarnation of flame. He just glanced at it.
It gives people a wireless burning sensation.
"That's right, who are we, the Wu clan, afraid of? Let's fight!" Another man spoke. This man was thin, but there was a layer of blue mist surrounding his body.
The people in Pangu Palace were naturally the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan, and those who spoke were Di Jiang and Zhu Rong Gonggong.
Among them, Zhu Rong Gonggong is the two most adept at fighting in the Wu clan. One is fire, the other is water, and has a violent temper.
Everyone else is also considering this matter.
"Brother, what Zhu Rong and Gonggong said is true. Now that the demon clan has the support of a saint like Nuwa, it is a great disadvantage for us. We must strike first. In my opinion, the longer it takes, the worse it will be. It's not as good as us
If we take the initiative, as long as we capture the Heavenly Palace in one battle and destroy those two crows, what can we do even if we are the Empress Nuwa?"
Another person spoke. This person had a hazy figure and a strange temperament. He seemed to be wandering and not here, as if there was a layer of mist of time lingering around him. He was the ancestral wizard of time, Zhuo Jiuyin.
The remaining ancestral witches thought for a moment and felt that this was the only way at the moment. After all, the demon clan had the support of Saint Nuwa. The longer the time went by, the faster the demon clan would develop. At that time, for the witch clan,
The situation will become increasingly unfavorable, and it would be better to go to war directly.
All the ancestor witches are unanimously positive about the fighting power of the witch clan.
The twelve great ancestral witches join forces, plus the many great witches under their command, as well as other witch warriors. Once they break out, their strength will definitely not be inferior to that of the demon clan.
"Okay, if that's the case, then let's start a war. You all go down and gather your clansmen. After one year, we will attack the demon clan's heaven."
Di Jiang made up his mind completely and no longer hesitated.
After the ancestral witches left Pangu Palace, they took action one after another. With the continuous expansion of the number of tribesmen, the current witch clan has begun to spread towards the ancient continent, forming twelve major ancestral witch tribes, each of which has masters.
Like clouds, there are countless warriors. At this time, many ancestral witches have reached an agreement, and the entire Wu clan has caused quite a stir. However, all this is done in secret and has not been exposed at all. After all, the Wu clan also knows very well that today's demons
The strength of the clan should not be underestimated, especially after Nuwa became a saint. Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were confident, they knew it would be difficult to deal with the saint, so their plan was very clear. They would kill with one strike.
If you destroy the Yellow Dragon, as long as the Heavenly Court is destroyed, the demon clan will not be able to become a phenomenon.
One year is a very short time on the ancient land, and it passed before you know it. And for the demon clan, Empress Nuwa has become a supreme saint, and the momentum of the entire demon clan has increased crazily, directly reaching the level of
At a peak, countless demon clans were arrogant and wanton, and they felt that with the support of the saint, the time for the demon clan to dominate the ancient world was not far away.
With such confidence and arrogance, the Monster Clan's defenses gradually relaxed, and they even paid less attention to the Witch Clan. Therefore, the Witch Clan secretly deployed troops and generals this year, and the upper echelons of the Monster Clan were not even aware of it.
On this day, the Wu clan finally took action.
There was a loud bang, and twelve huge black energy shot up into the sky, making the entire prehistoric world tremble.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches went out to fight. Behind them were densely packed warriors of the Witch Clan and great witches. Their blood was boiling and their evil spirits were soaring to the sky. The entire Witch Clan already knew that this time they wanted to destroy the Demon Clan Heavenly Court in one fell swoop. This thing was too big.
It's so hot-blooded, so exciting. The Wu clan itself is brave and good at fighting. Now that the war is about to start, their wills are all condensed, forming a terrifying trend.
Under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, an army of tens of millions of shamans marched toward Buzhou Mountain, where the Heavenly Court was.
In the blink of an eye, the locust-like army of the Witch Clan reached Nantianmen.
Boom, there was a loud noise, and the entire Nantian Gate was completely exploded. The monsters guarding the gate were strangled to pieces in the blink of an eye. The Twelve Ancestral Witch let out a loud roar, and led the army of witches behind him to kill without restraint.
Entering the hinterland of Heaven, along the way, like locusts crossing the border, all the monsters encountered were killed, completely killed, without any mercy. Suddenly, the entire Heaven was filled with blood for thirty-three days.
Every moment, a large number of monsters died and were completely killed.
The attack of the Witch Clan was too sudden, and the Monster Clan was not prepared at all. They also did not expect that anyone would be able to penetrate into the Demon Clan's hinterland so easily, especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan, who were naked killing machines and brutal.
horrible.
Dijiang moved like the wind. With a wave of his hand, a large space crack appeared, collapsing and cutting crazily. Countless space forces were strangled. Thousands of monster clans screamed pitifully under the stranglehold of Dijiang's space power.
Bu Jue, who had no resistance at all, was completely killed.
Zhu Rong laughed wildly and rushed into the demon group. He opened his mouth and a ball of crimson flames spurted out unscrupulously. This fire was Zhu Rong's Jiu Mei Divine Fire. It can burn nothing and is unstoppable, no matter how magical it is.
Be it demonic arts, magical weapons, or all the means of the demon clan were directly burned into nothingness under his divine fire, and then the bodies of those demon clan were turned into ashes under Zhu Rong's divine fire.
Zhu Rong is a fighting maniac. He will kill wherever there are many people, bringing with him a storm of death. Everything is burned by his terrible flames. There are only a handful of people in the world who can withstand the burning of Zhu Rong's divine fire.
countable.
Gonggong was not lagging behind either. With a wave of his hand, waves of water flowed in all directions, like a surging tsunami. Every drop of the divine water he used was as heavy as a mountain and could kill someone even if he hit it.
Zhu Rong and Gonggong were like sharp arrows, killing the demon monks crazily.
The other major ancestral witches were no exception and took action one after another, fully demonstrating the power of the ancestral witches who were descendants of Pangu.
Zhu Jiuyin's eyes flashed, and the thousands of monsters in front of him turned into powder and rotted like rotten wood. This was the wonder of the power of time. The demons turned into a golden light, and every time they traveled, countless demons
The demon clan was completely cut apart by this sharp golden light.
Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, weather, time, space, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, all kinds of terrifying laws and powers are used in the hands of the twelve ancestral witches, and they are truly invincible.
The Demon Clan Heavenly Court has become a Shura killing field. In just a dozen breaths, countless Demon Clan monks died at the hands of the Witch Clan army, and the entire Demon Clan suffered heavy losses in strength.
With calculated calculations and unintentional calculations, as well as the terrifying strength of the Witch Clan army, it was simply a terrible disaster for the Monster Clan monks.
"Demon Emperor, Eastern Emperor, Demon Master!"
A series of shrill roars continued to sound. This was the monk of the demon clan summoning the real high-level leaders of the demon clan for support.
It all sounds like a long story, but in reality, it only took a short time to go from the Witch Clan to Heaven.
Finally, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others felt it. They rushed frantically from the Sun Palace. As soon as they approached the battlefield, there was a strong smell of blood rolling in. They didn't know how much blood flowed and how many lives were destroyed.
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The golden light in Di Jun's eyes flashed, and the next moment, his eyes were about to burst, and the momentum all over his body exploded. The golden crown on his head was blown away by this terrifying force.
He turned his divine eyes and happened to see the Twelve Ancestral Witches fighting in the demon army. No one could stop them. Every moment, a large number of demon monks died in their hands.
How could such a tragic loss not drive Di Jun crazy? He took a step forward and appeared on the battlefield in an instant.