Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

At this moment, the abnormal mutation suddenly appeared

, and a figure quietly appeared in front of the six people, the not tall body suspended in mid-air and facing the fist that shattered everything.

Hongjun looked at the 'Pangu' in front of him, his eyes rarely showed a dignified color, and his right hand was raised to block forward.

That small palm suddenly blocked in front of 'Pangu'.

Rumble!

Loud voice!

Everyone present was stunned the moment their palms collided, even those who were observing here with magical powers or other spells.

I only felt that the sky and the earth were colorless, and the whole world was left blank.

When they came to their senses again, Pangu's figure had disappeared, replaced by twelve pale-faced ancestral witches who had fallen to the ground.

At this time, Di Jiang and the other ancestors turned pale one by one, but they all looked at Hongjun in front of them angrily.

Seeing that victory was at hand, they were about to wipe out the demon clan, but they were unexpectedly destroyed by the Hongjun in front of them.

If it weren't for the horror of Hongjun, a Heavenly Dao Saint, when he was incarnated as 'Pangu' just now.

Those twelve ancestral witches will definitely pounce and tear Hongjun directly.

At this time, Nuwa and the others, who were in shock, were immediately overjoyed, and they couldn't help but ease their emotions from the moment of life and death, and quickly stepped forward.

"I've seen Master!"

"I've seen the teacher!"

Nuwa is called Shizun at the mouth, while the others are called teachers, after all, only Nuwa is Hongjun's personal disciple.

Others only have the reality of master and apprentice, but not the name of master and apprentice.

Hongjun swept over everyone expressionlessly, ignoring the angry eyes of the twelve ancestors.

"The Wu clan provoked disputes for no reason, and the flood and desolation slaughtered for thousands of years, causing countless killings, but the Lich clan was already hostile, so it only made the Wu clan closed for a million years and was not allowed to step out of the Buzhou Divine Mountain."

"We..."

The twelve ancestral witches below obviously wanted to say something.

But Hongjun just flicked the cuffs, twelve ancestral witches, no... It was all the witch races in the entire flood desolation that were thrown into the Buzhou Mountain Range at this moment.

Around the incomparably huge Buzhou Mountain, a barrier slowly rose, isolating all the Wu clans.

After that, ignoring the visits of the quasi-saints of the demon race, Hongjun suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes just like when he appeared.

Pangu Shadow disappeared, the Twelve Ancestors were sent away, and Hongjun Daozu also quietly left.

But... The shock caused by what happened today in the hearts of the mighty people could not be dissipated for a long time.

First, in the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun was conferred the holy throne, and then returned to the Flood Wilderness, and found that the Wu Clan had slaughtered almost the entire Flood Barren Demon Clan.

Then the Demon Race Quasi-Saint beheaded the two corpses one after another, and then the mysterious array of the Wu Race, even the 'Pangu Great God' was summoned.

In the end, even the Heavenly Dao Saint, Hongjun Dao Ancestor, appeared.

Witness the divine power of 'Pangu'! Witness the mighty power of the saint!

The shock in the hearts of the mighty people of the Flood Desolation cannot be described in words.

......

In the East China Sea, Ao Changsheng naturally watched this 'Lich First Battle' throughout the whole battle. Seriously

, for the ruthlessness of the Wu Clan, even Ao Changsheng was shocked when he knew it, for 3,900 years, hundreds of millions of Wu Clan killed the Demon Clan together.

Its fallen creatures are not more than billions and billions.

There are tens of millions of Flood Barren races that have perished this time alone, after all, not every race that joins the demon race has a Great Luo Golden Immortal, who can go to the Zixiao Palace and retain the last fire.

And more races even have few golden immortals, and joining the demon race is only to seek shelter from the group, but the result...

"Wu Clan, you have taken a step by yourself!"

Ao Changsheng sighed slightly, with his eyes, he could naturally see how strong the Wu Clan's luck was at this time.

Slaughtering hundreds of millions of races is not only causing endless killing, or harvesting countless blood food for the Wu clan.

What's more, it plundered the endless qi luck that originally belonged to these races, and perhaps the qi luck of a single race was incomparably smaller than that of the witch race.

But... Hundreds of millions of races added up, the Wu Clan's luck in harvesting this time can be called terrifying, making its already incomparably strong racial luck directly soar to the highest level of flood and waste.

But...

Ao Changsheng seemed to be able to see that above the vast flood waste, the scattered Dao Dao faint luck was growing rapidly.

Moreover, the moth poured into the weakened fire of the demon race, and made this fire of the demon race burn more and more vigorously.

Demon race... Strictly speaking, there is no demon race in the flood, and the demon race is not a race, but a force.

On one side, all races can theoretically join the big forces that hug each other and warm each other.

And the race that huddles with each other and resists is the witch race!

Perhaps, if the original demon clan wants to grow completely, it will take a long time.

It also takes Dijun and Taiyi to constantly fight and run-in in order to subdue the Honghuang Ten Thousand Clan step by step in the confrontation with the Wu Clan.

Become the demon who can fight against the witch clan!

But now....

Under the slaughter of the Wu Clan, almost all the resistance to the growth of the Demon Clan was completely killed.

But the true foundation of the demon race, the six demon race quasi-saints, hundreds of demon gods, did not damage much.

For the demon clan, although those monsters that are not even Da Luo are the foundation of the demon clan, they are not the pillars of the demon clan.

The real pillars of the demon race are Di Jun, Taiyi, those quasi-saints, those Great Luo Demon Gods.

As long as these quasi-saints and Da Luo do not die, then the demon race below will multiply rapidly in millions and tens of millions of years.

Next, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi were definitely able to unite the vast majority of the races of the Flood Wilderness without much effort.

It has the favorable environment of the thirty-six heavens of the heavenly realm, and the support of the endless aura of the flood barren starry sky.

The millions of years that the Wu clan was locked up was definitely the best period for the development of the demon clan.

Even in a million years, the demon race can completely recover from the losses lost in these thousands of years and become more powerful.

"O witch clan! This time, you sent the opportunity for the demon clan to be strong in front of Dijun and Taiyi!" Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly and sighed.

However, he didn't mean to remind the Wu Clan, and the relationship between him and the Wu Clan was just a trading relationship.

Although this transaction is a bit passive.

But unsurprisingly, there was no affection between him and the Wu Clan, and even said that because of this killing of the Demon Clan, Ao Changsheng even had a dead dislike for the Wu Clan in his heart.

Naturally, he will not remind the Wu Clan at this time.

However, Ao Changsheng thought of 'Pangu' and Hongjun just now, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Compared with the immature calculation of the Wu Clan, Hongjun's old yin ratio is even more powerful.

It's like this time the Wu Clan slaughtered the Hong Wilderness, will Hongjun, who preached in the Zixiao Palace, not know? How can it be.

Hongjun is not him, as soon as he retreats, he has no ears outside the window, holding the creation jade disk, and he is a saint of the Heavenly Dao.

How could what happened in the flood famine be hidden from his eyes and ears.

Even thinking in the dark, Ao Changsheng even suspected that Di Jun and Taiyi had not discovered the situation of the demon clan in all these years.

Maybe there is Hongjun's handwriting!

As for the purpose.

Ao Changsheng thought of the previous state of Dijun and Taiyi and Nuwa, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Hongjun Dao is friendly and calculating!"

Ao Changsheng sighed in his heart.

For the Lich's war this time, Ao Changsheng is sure that although Hongjun did not take the initiative, he was definitely indispensable to help the situation.

Not only to help the demon clan grow in advance to fight against the witch clan, but also, it is also calculating Dijun and Taiyi, the two demon emperors.

Calculating the mentality of Dijun and Donghuangtaiyi made them obsessed and made them unable to advance in cultivation.

After experiencing this, Ao Changsheng was sure that the Wu Clan had definitely become the obsession of Dijun and Taiyi.

And according to Ao Changsheng's research on the method of beheading three corpses, he is obsessed, then there is absolutely no possibility of cutting off his own corpse.

And if the Wu clan is not extinguished, it is impossible to eliminate the obsession of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.

As for where did Ao Changsheng come from to behead three corpses?

Moreover, this inheritance has not been a secret since the beginning of the Flood Desolation.

At least, with Ao Changsheng's strength, this was not a secret at all, and he easily got a secret method of beheading three corpses to start researching.

And Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi were unable to cut off their own corpses, which completely cut off the possibility of the two escaping from the Lich Measure Robbery.

As for restricting Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, whether they will give the Wu Clan a chance.

It's not that Ao Changsheng looks down on the twelve ancestral witches, the key is that the twelve ancestral witches break through the quasi-holy method, but it is not the exquisite and wonderful quick way of the method of slashing three corpses.

Constantly integrating the avenue into the body, transforming the physique to improve the fit of the avenue is destined to be an incomparably long process.

Moreover, because of the physique of the Wu clan, the vast majority of innate spiritual roots, heavenly materials and earth treasures will not have an effect on the Wu clan.

One calamity time was simply not enough to make the cultivation of the twelve ancestors beyond the control of Hongjun.

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head.

In terms of calculation, even if the two Lich races are added up, I am afraid that they are not comparable to Hongjun, let alone in terms of strength, and they cannot be compared at all.

So....

From now on, the decline of the Lich Clan has been clearly arranged by Hongjun.