martial artist in the prehistoric

Looking at Yun Yang who was looking at them indifferently in the void, a bitter smile appeared on Hou Tu's face, and the faces of Di Jiang and others were also very ugly. They lost, not only did they lose the luck of the Wu clan

, even their Divine Ax of Heaven and Earth was taken away by Yun Yang. Although Yun Yang could not refine it, but without the Divine Ax in his hands, he and others would be greatly reduced in strength, and they would probably be far worse than before.

"I didn't expect that we summoned the true form of Father God, and with the Chaos Treasure in our hands, we were still no match for you. You defeated us so easily. Your strength is far beyond our imagination. I'm afraid you are already too close.

The Chaos Immortal Golden Immortal Realm, right?" Hou Tu's face turned bitter.

Yun Yang said indifferently, "You are too self-righteous. Do you really think that Pangu is omnipotent? Although he opened up the prehistoric world, today's prehistoric world is no longer a simple place. It is a chessboard, a chessboard that contains the entire chaotic universe.

No one can mess around in it, even if Pangu is really resurrected, if he dares to do so, he will definitely die."

Seeing the disbelief on the faces of some of the twelve ancestral witches, Yun Yang snorted without explaining. Today's prehistoric era is the battlefield between Dao Dao and him. If Pangu is resurrected, he will be the first to die, because

His appearance will break the balance of the entire world.

The price of breaking the balance is that he will be killed by a powerful Daoist. Whether it is Dao or him, they never want their opponent to have the birth of a Chaos Immortal Golden Immortal, because this means that

They are almost rivals under the great road, which is something no one wants to see.[

"Since you have won, we, the witch clan, will give up the fate of the prehistoric world and move all the witch clans in the prehistoric world to the Netherworld. From now on, we will no longer interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world." Houtu took a deep breath and said,

The tone was very sad.

Yun Yang snorted coldly, "Don't you think you are too whimsical? When you were strong, you aggressively tried to seize the fate of the protagonist of the Great Desolate World. Now that you have failed, you want to go back intact. Is it possible?" Yun Yang's words

It's full of sarcasm.

Yun Yang had tried to dissuade them several times before, not to think too highly of themselves. Unfortunately, these guys who only knew about brute strength didn't use their brains at all. They thought that Pangu opened up the world and the world would be controlled by the Wu Clan, and they didn't care.

Look at what era this is. Not to mention the Witch Clan, even if Pangu is reborn, he will probably be able to hide in circles and draw circles. If he comes out, he will be the first to die.

"Don't bully me too much. We, the Witch Clan, have given up on our destiny in the prehistoric world. Why are you so persistent?"

"That's right, you only defeated us once. I, the Witch Clan, gave up the fate of the prehistoric world as compensation. Isn't this enough?"

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Looking at the ancestral wizards whose faces were red with anger, Yun Yang was silent for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter. The wanton laughter rang out in the air, and as time went by, Yun Yang's laughter became more and more intense.

It was so big that the expressions on the faces of the twelve ancestral witches were extremely ugly.

After a while, Yun Yang's laughter stopped, his eyes scanned the twelve ancestral witches like blades, and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "What is the luck of the witch clan in the ancient times? Do you think we, the human race, are really rare?"

That bit of luck? Although the Wu Clan today has 20% of the luck of the ancient times, 10% of it was taken away from our human race. This 10% of our luck belongs to our human race. Do you dare not give it to us?"

Although Yun Yang's words were very rude, no one among the Twelve Ancestral Witches objected, because he was right. Now that he was strong enough to defeat Pangu, it was just a piece of cake to regain 10% of the luck that the human race had lost.

That's all, there is no difficulty at all.

Looking at the silent Twelve Ancestral Witches, Yun Yang continued, "As for the remaining 10% of luck, the human race has no intention of getting involved at all, because that 10% of luck is the destiny of heaven, and it is the destiny of heaven."

If the human race takes action against the fate of all living beings other than the human race, it will definitely offend the heavens. I don’t want to see this, and the heavens don’t want to see it either.”

"With your strength, you still have to take into account the way of heaven?" Zhu Rong, one of the twelve ancestral witches, looked at Yun Yang in disbelief. The other ancestral witches also looked at him in surprise. Only Houtu, a strong man in the way of heaven, seemed

I understood something and thought deeply.

Yun Yang curled his lips, and everyone could see the sarcastic smile on his face. "Do you think that the strength of Heaven's Dao really can't defeat you? Do you think that you can defeat them just by relying on your strength, which is just half a step into the Immortal Golden Immortal?

Eye of Heaven? Do you think you can trample Heaven under your feet with just one Chaos Treasure?" Yun Yang stared at the Twelve Ancestral Witches as if he were a fool.

"Wake up! Tiandao is the controller of the entire prehistoric world. Now the prehistoric world has expanded countless times. The birth of the three great worlds of the demon world, the human world, and the nether world has made Tiandao's strength already reach the level of the half-step immortal golden immortal.

At its peak, the strength has already exceeded your imagination. Even if you have this treasure of chaos in your hands, you can't escape the situation where Tiandao will take full action to suppress it." Speaking of Tiandao, Yun Yang's own expression also became much more solemn.

"The reason why Tiandao avoids taking action is that even if I want you to try my strength, in the end you really want to dominate the ancient world and fall into Tiandao's plan." Yun Yang was very angry about this, and his action would definitely

This has aroused Tiandao's vigilance. After all, his strength may be completely comparable to Tiandao at this moment, and it is very likely that Tiandao will secretly attack him.

Although the Wu Clan fell into Heaven's plan, if they had the ambition to dominate the ancient world, such a thing would not have happened. Yun Yang did not have the slightest sympathy for this, because if he had failed, I am afraid that the entire ancient world would have been destroyed.

The human race in the world will be purged by the Wu Clan. At that time, the human race may fall from the position of the protagonist in the ancient times to the situation of an ant and abandonment. Whether the human race can survive then is still a question!

Looking at the many ancestral witches who had changed their colors, Yun Yang said unceremoniously, "The witch clan from the prehistoric world has all moved into the underworld, and the luck that occupied the human race should be returned. In addition, although there are still a lot of witch clans left, the management

The operation of the underworld is still too difficult,,,,,"

After hearing Yun Yang's words, Hou Tu's expression immediately changed. She could naturally understand the meaning of Yun Yang's words. It was obvious that Yun Yang meant not only the luck of the Wu clan, but also the luck of the Netherworld.

We must exploit one level ruthlessly. "Bubi, although the Wu clan is not large in number, it manages the underworld...,,,,,,"

Just as Hou Tu wanted to object, two golden lights shot out from Yun Yang's eyes, and the terrifying power instantly blew Hou Tu away. Hou Tu, who was already pale, now had no trace of blood, with drops of black-yellow blood.

Uncontrolled falling.

"Houtu girl.",,,,,,[

The expressions of the remaining eleven ancestral witches suddenly changed. Xuanming ancestral witch flashed and flew towards Houtu. The other ancestral witches were staring at Yun Yang closely. As long as he took action again, they would do whatever it took.

stop.

However, Yun Yang had no intention of taking action. He just looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with a solemn expression and said, "I am not discussing with you, but informing you. From then on, the human race in the Netherworld set up the Ten Halls of Yama to take charge of the universe.

In the reincarnation, I will personally send a clone to suppress the Netherworld. The fate of the Netherworld is divided equally between the human and witch clans, each taking half. Anyone who intends to block it, I will let him know what it means to live and die."

Yun Yang's indifferent words rang out in the void, and he glanced at the twelve ancestral witches with indifferent eyes, "If it weren't for the great catastrophe of heaven and earth that was about to come, and the prehistoric world was full of crises, just based on the actions of the twelve ancestral witches, even if you were Pangu

As descendants of you, I will also let you die and be buried. From now on, you twelve ancestral witches will retreat deep in the underworld!"

Yun Yang made a move in the void with his right hand, and ten figures from the human race appeared in the void. Each of their cultivation levels ranged from early stage to mid-stage of quasi-sage. They could be said to be the most elite group of top cultivators in the human race.

"I have met the ancestor, the ancestor Wanshoujiang." After everyone from the human race appeared, they immediately bowed and saluted when they saw Yun Yang's face.

Yun Yang waved his hand and helped everyone up. Then his body swayed slightly, and an emperor who was 90% similar to Yun Yang appeared next to him. The emperor was wearing a nine-clawed black dragon and yellow robe, and a flat headband.

The crown of heaven followed closely behind him, and behind him was the golden light of merit. "From today on, the underworld is under the control of my human race. I am the master of the underworld, in charge of the six paths of reincarnation, and I am the Great Emperor of Fengdu."

Behind Fengdu, the amount of earthly merit spread across the nine heavens, and the domineering and majestic voice spread throughout the prehistoric world. Many saints were stunned when they heard the words. The underworld, which is the territory of Houtu, is now controlled by the human race. How is this possible?

?

No matter how shocked many saints were, after Fengdu's voice sounded in the void, a golden shadow rose from Fengdu's head, and with the help of the golden light of merit, it instantly sank into the depths of the underworld.

"Boom!" A vast aura emitted from Fengdu's body. The abyss and sea, the supreme aura, reminded people of Tiandao, the ruler of the prehistoric world.

Yes, at this moment, Fengdu is in harmony.