After understanding the lich's calamity, Hou Yi was filled with grief and anger, but he had no choice. Although he had made great contributions to the heaven and earth by shooting the sun, and even had the birth of a soul, he was already beyond the conventions of ordinary shamans, but in the end
His strength is still that of a great witch, but he is insignificant in the battle between lich and lich. It is impossible to reverse the situation, so he has no choice but to practice hard in the Taiyuan Cave.
Taiyuan nodded secretly when he saw that Hou Yi had calmed down and had a desire to follow the Tao.
"In this way, there is still some strength." Taiyuan sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that Hou Yi had some blessings. If he works hard and practices in the future, his achievements will be immeasurable.
Time is like water, and the atmosphere in the primitive world is becoming more and more depressing. The battle between the lich and the lich is imminent. Both sides are doing their best to increase their strength, and for a while, there is less killing.
Inside the Taiyuan Dojo, there is peace. The vast evil aura between the ancient world and the earth is blocked by the heavy atmosphere of chaos around the dojo and cannot penetrate. It can be said that it is not stained by cause and effect, and is not stained by dust. Many creatures in the dojo are as pure and comfortable as ever.
, just like a Taoyuan fairyland.
Taiyuan also gave lectures on Taoism in the dojo from time to time. His two disciples, Qing Hu and Hou Yi, improved in strength through hard work.
Hou Yi was the body of a great witch, with a strong physical body and a strength comparable to that of Daluo Jinxian. However, his soul was just beginning to form, and he silently understood it with the help of Taiyuan's sermons.
Qinghu is different again. In the past, he was just a golden immortal. Because Taiyuan asked him to take care of the human race for thousands of years, he accumulated a lot of merit. In addition, Taiyuan lectured and taught Dharma from time to time. Now he is the body of Taiyi.
, Daluo Jinxian is in sight.
In addition, there are many creatures on the dojo whose strength has improved rapidly after they transformed. Taiyuan was a little pleased to see this.
Time is running fast, and the two tribes of lich and witches are in full swing, making final preparations for the decisive battle.
Above the nine heavens, in the demon clan's heaven, the stars are dazzling with light. Countless star essences are hanging down from the prehistoric starry sky. Hundreds of millions of demon clan are waiting for help, silently absorbing the power of the stars, tempering the soul, polishing the body, and terrifying qi machines are in the void.
Intertwined in the middle, as if countless ancient sacred mountains suppressed it, revealing the terrifying foundation and strength of the demon clan. Once it breaks out, it will be earth-shattering.
There are also countless demon tribes collecting star essence in the depths of the starry sky, refining star flags, and enhancing the power of the Zhoutian Star Array.
Three hundred and sixty-five is the Great Luo Demon God, 129,600 Taiyi Demon Clan, plus the demon emperors, Hetu Luoshu, Chaos Bell and other treasures, form the Zhoutian Star Array, which is infinitely powerful.
, enough to compete with the saint.
At the same time, near Buzhou Mountain, the Pangu Palace stood majestically, and the twelve ancestral witches also joined countless great witches to refine the twelve Dutian Pluto Flags. Although the witch clan lost the Houtu ancestral shaman, they had the great witch Chi You Tianzong, who was able to use the post
The power of earth essence and blood breaks through the realm of the ancestral witches and completes the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation. It is for the thirteen ancestral witches, and with the help of the Dutian Pluto Flag, the power of the Dutian Formation is enough to be unleashed.
On this day, the world in the ancient world suddenly shook, and the infinite evil energy of blood stirred in all directions. Along with the terrifying roar, the entire ancient world seemed to tremble.
The decisive battle between the lich and the lich has begun! This thought appears in the minds of all the great supernatural beings in the world.
Yes, the deadline set by Hongjun Daozu has expired, and the two clans of lich and demons can no longer conceal their murderous intentions.
Above the nine heavens, the bells rang loudly, as if suppressing three thousand Hongmeng. The Chaos Bell rang, and countless monster monks stood in the clouds, all of them with ferocious faces and evil spirits filling the sky.
The leaders are Di Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Fuxi and other supreme figures of the demon clan.
The golden divine light around the emperor's body spreads to the sky and the earth, and there are Qingyun above his head. Three golden flowers are swaying, exhaling immeasurable divine light. There is a picture with a misty glow shining in it, which is the Demon Emperor's most precious treasure, the River Tuluo Book.
Tai's face is like iron, and a big black-yellow bell on the top is constantly vibrating. The bell body shows the scene of thousands of demons worshiping, as if it contains the infinite luck of the demon clan.
The Chaos Bell has now become the East Emperor Bell.
Demon Master Kunpeng has a sinister face, his eyes are flashing with green light, and the dark green clouds above his head are rolling incessantly. There is a vague creature that looks like a fish, but not a fish, or a bird, swimming in it. It is his true form, Kunpeng.
mythical beast.
Fuxi's face is elegant and his demeanor is calm, just like a scholar. Qingyun floats above his head, a harp floats, and passages of fascinating divine music echo, making people dizzy.
These four people are the top figures in the demon clan today, and all of them are quasi-sages. There are rivals among the saints.
Behind them, hundreds of millions of monsters looked at their leader with blazing eyes, and the aura around them was boiling and might explode at any time.
The demon clan is ready for a big battle.
The terrifying coercion dropped from the nine heavens, and the entire prehistoric land seemed to collapse. The power of the demon clan was evident.
Almost at the same time, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, a roaring sound was heard, and endless black energy lingered, covering half of the wilderness. Deep in the black energy, hundreds of millions of witch warriors roared endlessly, and the fierce evil energy contaminated the heaven and earth, which was frightening.
In front of the countless Wu Clan warriors were twelve tall figures, each of them ten thousand feet tall. Their auras around their bodies were fierce and their muscles were tangled, as if they contained all the power in the heavens.
He is a descendant of Pangu and the ancestral witch of the Wu clan.
All eyes in the prehistoric world were focused on the two Lich clans, with shock in their eyes.
The power displayed by the two Lich clans was so powerful that it almost shook the very foundation of the world.
Each of the dojos displayed their magical powers, showing scenes near Mount Buzhou.
There was a sound of inhalation in the dojos of great supernatural beings such as Mount Sumeru in the west, Kunlun Mountain in the east, Longevity Mountain, the Netherworld Blood Sea, the depths of the East China Sea, etc.
Even the saints in the heavens were shocked after seeing the momentum of the two tribes dominating the world.
The faces of the two saints in the West are becoming more and more painful, the faces of the Three Pure Ones in the East are deep, the face of the Empress Nuwa of the Wa Palace is complicated, and in the depths of the netherworld, Hou Tu has a sad expression.
In the Donghai Taiyuan Dojo, Taoist Taiyuan and his disciples were looking at a mirror in front of them, which clearly showed the scene near Mount Buzhou.
Taiyuan watched indifferently as the Lich and Lich clans were building up their morale. Qinghu's little face tightened, and his heart was shocked. He had never seen such a terrifying scene. Among the Lich and Lich clans, the one with a higher cultivation level than him,
It can be seen everywhere. On such a huge battlefield, he thought that if he joined it, he might be destroyed at any time. Hou Yi was excited, fearful and other emotions kept rolling. When he saw that his own people were about to start a big battle, but he could not participate, he felt guilty in his heart.
I feel a little guilty.
"The calamity has come, it can't be undone anymore!" Taiyuan sighed with emotion. Although there are many powerful people in the ancient world, the way of heaven is impermanent. The two races of lich and demon are too powerful, and it is difficult for all the saints to teach them.
Naturally, he is not pleased by Heaven. After today's battle, he will be reduced to ashes.
"Master, do the two races of lich and demons have to be destroyed?" Hou Yi said tremblingly.
"Yes, this is the destiny of the ancient world and cannot be stopped by manpower. The two tribes of lich and demon have almost occupied the destiny of the ancient world and hindered the evolution of heaven. The saints cannot educate and only respect the leaders of the two tribes. Moreover, the cause and effect have been entangled for hundreds of millions of years. At this time,
We have to take action now, and only a battle can resolve the cause and effect." Taiyuan said solemnly.