
With the appearance of Houtu, the entire Wu clan instantly cheered and cheered in excitement.
Houtu's participation directly made the entire Wu clan stronger than the Hunyuan saint.
And it was still a terrifying saint who could contend with the existence of heaven.
If it was in the underworld, Kunpeng and Donghuang Taiyi could be suppressed with a flash from the back ground.
Even if he had left the reincarnation of the underworld now, it was not comparable to an ordinary saint.
After Houtu had today successfully built the tunnel, he had raised his heaven and underworld reincarnation status, and his cultivation alone had also greatly increased.
The cultivation base itself had broken through from the third layer of the Primordial Realm to the fifth layer of the Primordial Realm.
Only the back ground that carries tunnels can have this heaven-defying fortune.
This kind of increased speed, not even Daoist Mingxi could match him.
"Saint Houtu, are you sure you want to participate in this battle?"
Kunpeng said slowly with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.
"So what? Stop saying God's will to this palace!"
Hou Tu Su swept across the void, and the power of laws evolved, suppressing the universe.
The book of life and death flew out, and it was a precious book for people, and it was so powerful that Kunpeng could not turn around in an instant.
Kunpeng's face was serious, thinking of a countermeasure.
For Houtu, the underworld was parallel to the path of heaven, and the so-called will of heaven could not hold it in at all.
Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu the two saints shot out, and immediately shattered the endless void of heaven and earth.
"Rubber!"
Donghuang Taiyi motivated the Chaos Bell, and his combat power surged into the sky, and he killed Houtu. With the prestige of opening up the sky, Donghuang Taiyi was actually resisting the Houtu attack.
Seeing this, Kunpeng immediately turned to Zhu Jiuyin.
Donghuang Taiyi had an innate treasure that could block the back ground, but he did not, so it was better to deal with Zhu Jiuyin.
In the western lands, Di Juns face suddenly became a little ugly when he learned that Houtu was participating in the war.
"In Jun, if you don't rush back, you will lose this battle in Heaven!"
The Taoist receiver said quickly, trying to use this incident to encourage Di Jun to leave the West.
"Although that is the case, this emperor will destroy your western lands first!"
Di Jun's eyes were deadly.
He could not swallow the thought of nine fallen children!
Receptionist Daoist and Daoist Zhunti are suddenly miserable.
Di Jun was too powerful, and he was also a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and his combat strength was much stronger than theirs.
They have no time to protect other creatures in the West.
...
At the same time, Dao Cang and Ming Xi brought Zhou Xianer to travel on the river of time, traveling through the past and the future.
For Dao Cang, it didn't matter whether it was retreating or passing through the future.
Even in the course of time, it was no problem to change some things.
Because the entire prehistoric world was under the control of Dao Cang.
"Sir, I still feel uncomfortable."
Although Zhou Xianer was very interested in traveling in the river a long time at first, but after the war with the Lich, he could not avoid the sadness in his heart.
"It's okay, it'll be fine later."
Dao Cang hugged Zhou Xianer and said softly.
"In Jiang must unseal and come out."
Daoist Mingxi said suddenly.
"I know."
Dao Cang nodded and said inwardly.
The Lich War would definitely be very tragic, Dao Cang did not want Zhou Xianer to see the blood of the Wu clan, so he took it to the river of time and traveled endless space and time.
But even so, the spiritual relationship between Zhou Xianer and the Wu clan could not be stopped by space and time.
Dao Cang's eyes were extremely deep, penetrating through endless years, and landing on a vast land.
Although Houtu participated in the war, it was unable to change the solution after all.
Because Dao Cang had two Western saints also robbed.
In itself, it was his influence to inspect and balance the back ground.
...
Thirty-three days later, Emperor Jiang's original body, which had been sealed, suddenly shook.
"Crack!"
The next moment, countless cracks appeared on Emperor Jiang's large body, and the seal of the original saint had now been completely lost.
"Rubber!"
With a roar, Di Jiang reappeared, and the massive power of the Primordial Yuan swept across the world, and the majestic divine power shook countless creatures.
"Emperor Jiang me, come back!"
Di Jiang roared, took a step forward, and instantly appeared at the foot of Mount Buzhou.
"explosion!"
The chaotic purple electric hammer in Di Jiang's hand slashed furiously, destroying countless rivers of time and space, causing the two great saints to turn into one.
They couldn't take it anymore after Tujiazhuyuyin.
Now there was one more Dijiang, there was absolutely no chance of winning.
"explosion!"
At the same time, during the thirty-three days, the Zhou Tianxing Dou Great Array materialized, an endless star strength fell down, enveloping the skies of all laws, and a terrifying divine power erupted.
"Rubber!"
The Witch of the Twelve Ancestors instantly took out the flags of the gods and deities and summoned the ghost of Pangu.
The incomparably vast Pangu Void was comparable to Mount Buzhou, standing on the ground, holding the Heaven Opening Divine Axe, which was condensed from qi and blood, and slashing towards heaven.
The collision between the starlight and the supreme axe light shook the world without end.
The entire prehistoric land was engulfed in endless chaos.
The light of magical weapons and holy power rose into the sky, and many magicians competed with their tyrannical bodies.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of lich creatures fell.
Western lands, eastern lands, southern lands, and northern barren lands.
Every corner of the world is full of bloody massacres.
Throughout the prehistoric world, over 90% of creatures were involved.
Blood stained the desert, and the world turned into Asura Purgatory.
A terrifying aura of robbery enveloped the world without end.
The battle of the saints even destroyed endless mountains and rivers, and the entire country became full of holes in this battle.
In Zixiao Palace, Daoist Hongjun and Sanqing looked at the scenery on the ground with serious expressions on their faces.
"This disaster is far scarier than ever before ..."
Lao Tzu sighed, full of fear.
"Pity of two junior brothers."
Tongtian's heart was filled with helplessness.
Yingying and Zhunti got involved, which they did not expect.
According to their plan, it was impossible for Di Jun to know about it.
"The world is full of trends, not what we've seen."
"There is an invisible force that controls everything..."
Daoist Hongjun's eyes were filled with admiration, and he said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Sanqing was shocked.
The highest terror that could be above the heavens and rule over everything in the world.
After thinking about it, there was only one living creature.
"Sir..you mean..."
Lao Tzu was startled and said slowly.
"Don't say it, don't say it."
Daoist Hongjun shook his head, his eyes full of fear.
Even though he was aware of it, he did not dare to say anything.