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

The fight between the Lich clans did not last long.

After discovering that the power of the Twelve Heavenly Arrays of the Wu Clan had not weakened in the slightest, and there was no sign of collapse after a day and a night of fighting.

The demon clan took the initiative to retreat.

And the twelve ancestors did not mean to chase after the victory.

After the Lich battle of tens of thousands of yuan, both sides have already known in their hearts that there is no major change in this situation.

If the war continues, both sides will only lose both.

It's like the three families of the previous era.

The powerful overlords of the three races are the only end after fighting to madness in the face of opponents who are not much different.

It's all gone.

As for what is the big change.

It is like the sanctification of the Houtu, and the Wu tribe has one more saint.

There is also the loss of an ancestral witch in the Wu clan.

Both are big changes.

It's just that... This time, the changes of the witch clan increased and decreased, so the Lich clan could only continue to stalemate.

In the midst of the flood, there will be 50,000 yuan in one era.

At this time, in the flood, whether it was the Heavenly Emperor Calendar of the Demon Race or the Ancestral Witch Calendar of the Wu Clan, all of them were more than 38,000 yuan.

There is still this 12,000 yuan meeting time before this amount of calamity.

Not only the Lich Demon Clan, but even the many powerful people in the flood wilderness thought so.

I thought that the Lich Clan would stalemate at least this 12,000 yuan meeting.

But....

If the calamity can be detected and predicted by the monks, then it is not a calamity!

Between the flood desolate heaven and earth, without being detected by any great power, a calamity aura gradually permeated.

......

"Oh... Yay... Oh..." Several

childish chirps resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

In the sky, a huge fireball baked the entire earth, and the hot flames turned the air into a billowing heat wave, making people breathless.

In the past, the river with endless water turned into countless water vapors under the scorching flames, and fluttered towards the sky.

But as it gets closer to the sky, the temperature gradually rises, and eventually the endless water vapor disappears.

On the dry riverbed, cracked earth, and flooded land, countless plants began to gradually wither.

Even some spirit plants began to turn yellow at this time.

"Haha, it's still fun to flood, and you can fly everywhere freely."

"That is, I don't know why my father and queen mother let us stay on the Fuso tree all day, I am bored to death!"

"That's right, even my uncle hurts us so much that he won't let us out, and I don't know what they think."

Among the ten huge fireballs were ten three-legged golden crows that were still immature.

Looking at the appearance, you can also guess that these ten golden crows are the children of the three-legged golden crow Dijun and the sun goddess Xihe.

The ten princes of the Demon Heavenly Court.

In the flood and desolation, the only person who can give birth to a domineering bloodline like the three-legged golden crow comparable to the little sun is Xihe, who is the sun goddess.

And as a three-legged golden crow, although it is not directly bred by the sun star like Dijun and Taiyi, it is born as the innate divine of Da Luo.

But it is also born strong.

Not only was he born with the power of the Great Sun True Flame, which many Da Luo could not avoid.

Even the rate of cultivation growth is extremely terrifying.

Under the condition that the demon race did not provide any heavenly materials and earth treasures, he quickly climbed to the Golden Immortal Cultivation.

Even the law of the great sun, for these little golden crows, is like the instinct of breathing, and they are improving every day.

This also caused it to be difficult for these little golden crows to control the Great Sun True Flame around them.

In the Celestial Realm, without Di Jun, Taiyi or Xi He on the side, it would be easy to cause danger.

Therefore, Teijun and Taichi placed them on the Fuso tree in Yutani so that they could master the Great Sun True Fire before they could go out and play.

But what Di Jun and Taiyi didn't expect was that these ten little golden crows had broken through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal in just a hundred years on the Fusang tree.

Under the joint efforts of the ten golden crows, the power of the Great Sun True Flame was even closer to the peak of Da Luo, and after many years, it actually burned through the prohibition he left casually.

Ran out of Yutani.

Flying all the way to the desolate land.

Ten small golden crows of the Taiyi realm joined forces, and there were almost no opponents along the way, and some could capture the other party's power.

After seeing the image of the three-legged golden crow, he understood the identity of the other party, so no one was able to make a move.

Just protected his own acre and three points of land.

Unknowingly, ten small golden crows actually flew to the territory of the Wu Clan.

"Damn crow!"

On the desolate land, many Wu tribes looked at the scene of the ten days above them, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Tens of thousands of dollars will come down.

The unspoken rules of the demon control of the heavens and the earth have long been formed between the two Lich races.

But today, ten golden crows ravaged the flood barren land.

All the witch clans looked viciously at the ten golden crows in the sky, but none of the witch clans could step forward.

That Sun True Flame was too domineering, and these ordinary witch clans had no way to step forward.

And the witch clan who can resist this flame and step forward to grab this golden crow, even if the witch clan is strong, it is not everywhere.

"Are they the great enemies of our demon clan?"

"They all look so weak!"

The ten little golden crows looked at the Wu tribe below, with a hint of interest in their eyes.

On weekdays, they did not hear less about the Wu Clan, and the demon clans around them all gritted their teeth when they mentioned the Wu Clan.

Suddenly.

A small golden crow opened its mouth, and a fireball condensed by the true flame of the sun fell directly into the Wu tribe.

"Boom!"

With a roar.

The Sun True Flame instantly enveloped the entire Wu tribe, and the tribe's houses and weak Wu tribe were immediately burned to ashes in the explosion.

A small number of powerful witch clans were ignited by the true flame of the sun, screaming and dying quickly.

"Gaga, it's so weak! It's so weak!

The golden crow who spat out the fireball laughed excitedly.

"Brothers and brothers, let's kill all these witch clans, let the father and uncle see how our skills are."

"Good!"

"I'm coming too!"

One by one, the golden crows were excitedly shouting to join.

The fireballs formed by the true flames of the sun were like meteor showers, slamming towards the desolate land below.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a huge Wu tribe turned into a sea of fire, and tens of thousands of Wu tribes fell into this golden flame.

"Gaga, interesting, so interesting."

"There is also a Wu tribe over there, let's go over there and kill it!"

Looking at the sea of fire composed of a large area of the true fire of the sun, the little golden crows shouted excitedly and flew into the distance.

...

"Kill!"

"Damn the witch clan, go die!"

"Burn it... Burn it... All damn it! Ten

small golden crows shouted excitedly in the sky, and the clouds of true flames of the sun turned into flame meteors.

It fell towards the Wu tribe below, turning the earth into a sea of fire, and countless Wu tribes lost their lives.

"Damn crow-"

Father Quao, who rushed to hear the news, looked at the miserable situation in front of the Wu tribe in the distance, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared angrily at the ten golden crows that were about to leave in the distant sky.

The true body of the tens of thousands of zhang tall Great Witch was suddenly revealed, and the peach wood staff in his hand directly smashed towards a golden crow that was spitting fireballs.

"Ah-"

Xiao Jinwu, who was smashed, suddenly screamed, and his muscles and bones were directly smashed under this staff, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere, dying.

"Little Eight, Little Eight..."

the surrounding little Jinwu shouted in panic.

"Damn it!"

"It's the Great Witch of the Wu Clan."

"Let's join forces and burn him!"

Although he was born strong, how could this immature ten golden crows be the opponents of his father who had experienced hundreds of battles, and even participated in the Lich War several times.

After just a few rounds, all ten golden crows were injured by Father Quao.

Flying in mid-air, one by one, they were covered in scales, and it was difficult to maintain their figures.

If it weren't for Father Quao's idea of capturing alive, I'm afraid these ten golden crows would have died.

However, at this moment, a Senhan long arrow suddenly slashed past Father Quao's side and directly hit a golden crow in midair.

The golden crow that was shot immediately screamed, and the breath of life was completely lost, and he fell directly in midair.

"This... Houyi! Father

Quao's face changed, and he quickly turned around.

Sure enough, in the distance, a great witch who was also tens of thousands of feet tall was holding a huge war bow, and his face was full of hideousness.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Just as Father Qua turned around, five arrows shot out one after another.

There were five more screams in the sky, and the five little golden crows died immediately.

Looking at the Houyi with a bow in front of him, Father Quao wanted to open his mouth to dissuade him, these ten little golden crows were the princes of the demon clan.

Killing it will undoubtedly make Dijun, Taiyi, Xi and even the entire demon clan angry.

At that time, I am afraid that there will be a complete war between the two Lich races, and there will be an endless war.

But... When the words came to his lips, Father Quao couldn't open his mouth at all.

Of course, he knew why Hou Yi was so angry, and even looked like he had lost his mind.

The Wu tribe destroyed by that little golden crow is the tribe of Houyi.

There are not only Hou Yi's friends and clansmen inside, but even Hou Yi's wife and children... Also in it.

Just as Father Qua was stunned, four more Daosen Han long arrows turned into streams of light and shot towards the four living little golden crows in the sky.

"Ah, stop me!"

A roar of fury sounded, and an incomparably terrifying coercion descended from the sky, and violent murderous machines shrouded hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth.

In the void, Di Jun, who had already manifested his body, flew towards this side at a terrifying speed.

But....

As the top archer of the Wu Clan and even the entire Flood Wilderness, the arrows shot by Hou Yi would naturally not be stopped by this simple coercion.

You can't even change direction.

Three successive Daosen Han long arrows directly pierced through the three small golden crows, and only the last small golden crow was saved by Di Jun who rushed in.

"Father... Father, brothers..." The last little golden crow looked at the emperor jun in front of him, and suddenly cried.

"Damn, damn it-"

The bodies of the nine little golden crows had not yet landed, and Di Jun looked at the miserable situation in front of him, his eyes were instantly bloodshot, and his vicious gaze stared at Houyi deadly.

Endless flames poured out like torrents, and in the sky, a glorious sun swept across the sky.

Even the void was burned into nothingness.

"Go and die-"