Chapter 207 The planes overlap, the Wu clan returns (1)
Chapter 207 The planes coincide and the Witch Clan returns (1)
Sometimes there were strong winds and rain, sometimes the sun was shining brightly. These ever-changing phenomena lasted for more than three hundred years in the prehistoric world before gradually fading away!
And the golden net covering the sky also disappeared.
Although they have experienced several catastrophes in succession over the years, causing more than half of the creatures in the prehistoric world to lose their lives and a lot of spiritual energy to be lost, and the concentration was even less than half of the original, these short three hundred years were truly the golden age of the prehistoric monks.
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Countless monks who were stuck in the bottleneck of cultivation took this golden opportunity to directly see through the rules to confirm Taoism and magical powers, deduce enlightenment, and achieve breakthroughs.
The strange phenomena caused by the monks' breakthroughs come one after another, which is commonplace.
Not to mention how many monks have broken through to the Golden Immortal level by this opportunity, there are probably tens of thousands of monks who have broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal alone. The number of master levels is more than in any previous era. It is a true prosperous age of cultivation.
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In the underworld, Li Yi sat cross-legged on the throne of the Emperor's Palace of Samsara, looking from time to time through multiple dimensional spaces in the direction of the starry sky.
In recent decades, he had faintly discovered that there was an aura there that was gradually getting stronger. It was not obvious at first, but as time went by, it became stronger and faster.
But what worries Li Yi the most is that he is very familiar with this breath. Yes, it is Hongjun's breath.
"What kind of opportunity did Hongjun get to become so powerful so quickly? Although he is still some distance away from me, he has completely surpassed Luo Hu, Shen Ni, Yang Mei and others."
Thinking of the strangeness of the prehistoric world over the past few hundred years, Li Yi's eyes flickered, and he had a vague guess in his heart. Although he could not confirm it concretely, he could definitely have something to do with the way of heaven.
"Well, it's useless to think so much." Li Yi shook his head slightly, got rid of the previous thoughts, and murmured to himself: "After so many years, it is time for the Wu Clan to return to the prehistoric times."
Then he suddenly stood up from the throne, his eyes widened, and he shot out two beams of bright sword light, piercing a black hole several feet in size a few feet away in front of him. He raised his right foot and took one step forward.
Go in.
In the plane of the witch god, Li Yi's figure suddenly appeared above him, his body swayed slightly, and he sat cross-legged on the statue of the deity, looking at the prosperous world of the plane with his eyes.
The breeze blew slightly, and I don't know when, the deity was already sitting cross-legged on the side, with his cold snow-colored white hair fluttering lightly, bathed in the pure white beam of faith, like a holy and supreme god.
The two souls were connected, and just by looking at each other, I already understood what Li Yi meant and nodded to Li Yi expressionlessly.
After discussing with this deity, Li Yi did not stop and went directly into the void. He had to go to the northern part of the wilderness to set up protection, lest the witch god plane come and the vast and endless pressure collapse the northern part.
"boom!"
Li Yi had just left. The body of the deity instantly burst out with immeasurable golden sacred light. The clouds above the entire plane of the witch god seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light. It was bright and dazzling, and there was also a looming hymn.
Coming from it, it adds a bit of mystery.
Standing on top of the tall statue, I stretched out my palm slowly, put my index finger and middle finger together, and pointed diagonally towards the clouds above.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds rolled back, and all the clouds above the entire plane of the Witch God rolled up, one wave after another, like waves of golden ocean tides, ups and downs, layer upon layer, really charming!
Two dazzling beams of light condensed from countless golden runes burst out from the eyes of the deity and shot into the wave-like clouds. In an instant, the entire clouds exploded, and a series of explosions like firecrackers roared and exploded.
The incoming clouds gathered together again, forming cloud rings the size of small mountains.
The golden cloud rings are nested one after another, connected to form countless golden chains across the void, and the clanging sound of iron tools keeps making.
The deity pressed his hands down, and with a bang, one end of the thick golden chains shot straight down to the earth in the shape of an umbrella, inserted deep into the bottom, and the other end was entangled and condensed together.
In an instant, the body of the deity appeared above the plane in a flash, transforming into a golden palm that covered the sky and tightly held the end of the chain.
At the same time, a thought swept across the entire plane of the Witch God.
Endless, ant-like shamans began to pray under the leadership of various priests. The ethereal and pious prayers resounded throughout the world. A stream of pure power of faith blessed the golden chain, making the chain more beautiful.
There is a sense of presence, and pious faces appear on each chain.
"Peng!", four pairs of huge wings appeared behind me, and the transformed golden palm shook slightly, and began to pull the witch god towards the prehistoric world.
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In the prehistoric world, it was a warm and sunny day with no clouds in the sky. It had just experienced the baptism of the great catastrophe, and there were relatively few fights. Everything seemed so calm and harmonious.
However, bursts of loud noises suddenly came from the chaos, as if countless ancient beasts were running, and the roars that could shake the world completely tore this rare peace to pieces.
Boom!
A huge shadow cast down, and half of the prehistoric world was plunged into darkness.
In an instant, countless creatures in the primitive world began to be frightened, trembling in fear and fear in the darkness, and countless spiritual beasts that had not yet transformed screamed loudly, as if it was the end of the world.
On the other hand, those with great supernatural powers reached out their consciousness one by one and watched dumbfoundedly as the deity, who was inciting four pairs of wings, dragged a vast plane down.
"That existence is that supreme existence. He actually dragged an extremely huge plane back. Could it be that he wants to regain his footing in the ancient world?"
The hearts of countless powerful people from the ancient world trembled. The seven-foot figure dragged a piece of space that was a quarter of the size of the ancient world forward. This scene was really shocking.
"What kind of power is this? It doesn't allow people to live. What magical powers and rules are all vulnerable to this kind of power? With one punch, everything will be shattered."
All the monks who were watching this scene swallowed involuntarily.
"He is back!"
Shen Ni, Luo Hu, Yang Mei and other saints were silent. They could predict that the future would become even more chaotic. This person and the way of heaven were destined to be unable to coexist. A crisis suddenly rose in their hearts.
feel.
"Roar!"
In the depths of darkness, Hongjun, who was uniting with the Heavenly Dao, suddenly heard a hoarse beast roar from his mouth, and ferocious tentacles waved. He looked at me with eyes filled with hatred and endless fear.
Rumble!
Huge roars swirled around, and along with the shifting shadows, the entire Witch God plane gradually moved to the sky above the northern part of the prehistoric world.
"Great Lord! Great Lord! Great Lord..."
The witch clan in the prehistoric world has completely boiled up. They rushed into the sky one by one, roaring high in the sky. Countless voices gathered together, shaking the world and forming an echo, which spread like a wave to the distance.
They have been waiting for this moment for too long, really too long. It has been tens of thousands of years since the Lich War. It must be admitted that no matter which race they are, they all want to have a lofty status, even if they know that their own race
There is endless power lurking in it. For now, we are just keeping a low profile for the time being, and this idea will not change.
Nowadays, countless shamans feel proud and proud.
Countless Wu Clan warriors are about to arrive, and the Wu Clan has once again become the most pinnacle ethnic group in the world. Coupled with supreme beings like the Great Lord and powerful men like the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Five Ancestors of the Blood Prison, the Wu Clan has fully deserved to be the prehistoric one.