In the ancient times, many sacred people visited the world and preached Taoism, leaving their footprints all over the world. For a time, the three thousand avenues were prosperous, and it was rare for the two races of lich and demons to enter a period of peace.
But as time went by, the Wu clan discovered that something was wrong.
There are thousands of sacred preachers in the ancient world, and many races of the Monster Clan have powerful preachers. However, no one cares about the Witch Clan, and there is not even a single sacred preacher.
That's all. After all, the Wu clan has no soul and is at a disadvantage in terms of enlightenment. It's normal that no one preaches.
But the ancestral witches noticed that the luck of the human race was booming, but the balance between the two races of lich and demon was broken. The luck of the witch race was stagnant, and the luck of the demon race was greatly increased!
How can the ancestral witches endure this?
If things go on like this, the Witch Clan will gradually lose the advantages they have accumulated before and be suppressed by the rapidly developing Monster Clan!
In the Ancestral Witch Hall, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together.
"Brother, now that the world is going strong, if we forcefully launch a war, we will be hated by heaven and earth, and we will even offend the powerful people preaching in the world of mortals. This move requires long-term planning!" Hou Tuzu Wu Jian Dijiang decided to launch a war between the two races.
, admonish hard.
Di Jiang sighed, "How could I not know this? However, the general trend of heaven and earth has greatly increased the luck of the demon clan. If we don't make plans early, when humanity is truly prosperous, God's will will tilt towards the demon clan, and we, the witch clan, should
how?!"
Houtu Zuwu stared at the sky with a gloomy expression, "Brother, just wait a little longer."
"How long?" Di Jiang asked in a deep voice.
"Ninety thousand years, no matter what, we have to wait another ninety thousand years. After ninety thousand years, it will be the period when the Taoist ancestors merge into one yuan. The one yuan will begin again, everything will be renewed, and the world will undergo great changes. How about we talk about defeating demons at that time?"
"good!"
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Buzhou Mountain.
At this time, both the lich and the lich gather here, and a battle is about to begin.
At this time, the leading troops from both sides had arrived, and without any dialogue, they marched forward. The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and a dull momentum began to gather in the air. As the two sides slowly approached, the momentum became more and more intense.
tight.
Even the sky seems to have become interested. It was clear and empty just now, but now it has turned into black. Lightning flashed crazily in the dark clouds, as if it was free of charge.
It was filled with countless lightnings flying together, which seemed to tell that a tragic war was about to begin.
"Where is the ancestral witch? Come out and answer the question!"
Looking at the black mass below, where the Wu Clan army was waiting for them, Di Jun was not afraid at all.
"Child Di Jun, why do you call me grandpa?!"
Zhu Rong swaggered out of the array, holding a flaming sword and pointing at Emperor Jun with a smile.
Di Jun directly ignored him, his eyes fell directly on Di Jiang, and he said: "Di Jiang, you should know that the Wu Clan is good at starting a war. This is going against heaven!"
Di Jiang had no expression on his face and just said: "Who is Tian?"
Donghuang Taiyi took a step forward, his golden robe making a sound, and he stood proudly in the void, loudly announcing: "My demon tribe has obtained the authority to rule the world on behalf of heaven, who do you think is heaven?!"
"Tsk~~"
The Jumangzu shaman sneered and pointed at Taiyi with his long whip, "There must have been a great time when Father God Pangu created the world. We, the witch clan, were created by Father God and were born, and we should also uphold Father God's will to dare to open the sky. If this 'heaven'
If you block the way of our clan, then that’s it!”
"Hahahahaha, Jumang Zu Wu has such a strong tone!" Demon Master Kunpeng laughed heartily, not giving him any face. "Your Wu Clan is going to open the sky, right? Come on, come on, Pindao will stand today.
Here, I want to see how your witch clan opens the sky!"
After saying that, Kunpeng took out a big black flag, waved it and killed Jiutian.
Seeing this, Hou Tu waved her Yunxiu lightly and dispersed the clouds and water in the sky. She stepped forward to meet Kunpeng.
"kill!"
Di Jun and Di Jiang gave orders at the same time.
The two clans finally collided with each other. Suddenly, a rain of blood quickly set off. Countless limbs, broken arms, internal organs and brains were splashed everywhere at this time. Countless flying swords shot out across the sky, and various forbidden spells were like fireworks.
The same loud rumbling sound was produced all over the sky, constantly telling the cruelty of calamity. Any blessed person, any monk with great supernatural powers, at this time, becomes extremely fragile and may die at any time.
The vanguard of the Witch Clan is led by Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of the wind, Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of the fire, Gonggong, the ancestor of the water, and Shebishi, the ancestor of the weather, against the vanguard force led by Donghuang Taiyi of the demon clan.
The Wu Clan is physically very powerful, and it is difficult for the same-level demon clan below Daluo Jinxian to compete. So as soon as the two clans came into contact, Taiyi directly ordered: "Distant attack consumes, temporarily avoid the sharp edge!"
"Got the order!"
Hundreds of thousands of monster soldiers were seen gathering countless divine thunders, or unleashing torrents of spells, or using innate magical powers. For a moment, dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunders tens of feet thick, and endless torrents of spells were densely packed.
Fight against the Wu clan.
Under the leadership of the great witches, the shamans of the witch clan fought all the way towards the demon clan against the divine thunder that was constantly falling from the sky. Even though the witch clan was physically strong, they could not withstand so many thunder spells.
"Are you monsters the only ones with magical powers?!"
A great witch roared, and a pair of fire fists struck in all directions, knocking down countless demon soldiers.
The great magical powers of the Wu tribe also took action one after another. Floods flooded the sky, lava erupted and overflowed the mountains and rivers, strong winds rose and raged endlessly, and everything in the world changed in response.
The four major witch tribes, controlled by the four ancestral witches, all used their methods to bombard the monster clan wildly. No matter in terms of momentum or power, they were not at a disadvantage in the slightest.
"Taiyi, how about we have a fight?!"
Zhu Rong and Gonggong joined forces to kill, and the merciless fire and water overwhelmed the sky, playing a song of water and fire.
Half of this space is blue and half is red. This is a combination of monstrous floods and blazing seas of fire. This is the attack and killing of the two most violent ancestral witches in the prehistoric times!
"when!"
Tai was not careless at all, and immediately took out the tyrannical and boundless water and fire from the chaos. The bright sun hung high in the sky for nine days. He raised his golden fist and hit the two ancestral witches fiercely and domineeringly.
"Taiyi, don't be arrogant, just wait and see what I can do!"
Seeing this, Shebishi and Tianwu hurriedly came to help. Everything in the world changed rapidly, and immeasurable wind disasters came here. The two ancestral witches worked together to create thousands of winds. The wind helped water and fire, and the power of water and fire increased greatly!
Zhu Rong and Gonggong received the help of two ancestral wizards, and their combat power was greatly improved. This gave Tai Yi a headache, "These guys are really difficult to deal with!"
Over there, Fuxi, with the innate Bagua on his head, sat quietly in the void and played the harp continuously, facing off against the ancestor of time, Wu Zhu Jiuyin.
"I said, Lao Yin, you really know how to choose the right time."
Fuxi also has a headache now. The Witch Clan's start of war so early was beyond the Monster Clan's expectations. Originally, they were in a period of rising luck. As long as they support the Yi Yuan Hui, they will achieve great development.
But this time he was directly interrupted by the Witch Clan!