Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

He Shu Luo Tu, unfolded, turned into a long scroll, until it spread to the border of the entire world.

In this battle, Di Jun has done his best.

Is this the power of the twelve ancestors' magic power?

This is also the first time that Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi have learned.

No, this is not a true twelve ancestor witch fight, because the Houtu ancestor witch is not here, and the Xingtian Great Witch is used to replace it. Even so, it still has such a general failure to destroy the world.

Di Jun's heart was terrified, and he didn't know what the scene would be if the Houtu ancestor witch was here?

At this moment, Di Jun's heart became extremely calm, and the resentment in his heart disappeared.

Originally, he still felt that God was unfair.

But now Dijun already sees that as the master of the monster race, he must face all this, no matter what difficulties he encounters, even Sage, he can only kill him!

Di Jun's heart is arrogant and dry, and it is this way that can inspire the fighting nature in his heart.

He is eager to fight, eager to kill the Quartet, eager to fight with all his strength.

Dijun’s long hair danced like a demon god. His body became huge and suspended in the void. Donghuang Taiyi stood side by side with him. Dijun laughed and said, "Hehe, ancestors, this is what you really are. Is it strength? Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me. I hope that this time, you will not become a defeated fugitive like you did in the past."

Di Jun said arrogantly that he had previously encountered the Ancestral Witch alone on the battlefield, but the Ancestral Witch did not dare to confront him head-on. The power of an Ancestral Witch would be given to him in vain if he encountered Emperor Jun. .

But the power of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, when added up, is enough to destroy the sky and the earth.

The power erupted from this battle has far surpassed that of the Dragon and Han Dynasty.

The world is trembling endlessly, and the common people are sobbing and wailing!

All souls are in grief, the earth is devastated, and the world is turned into purgatory.

Their pain is unspeakable, and pity them at the wrong time. In such an era, it is their sorrow. They are weak and destined to become sacrifices of the Lich War. This seems to be destined.

The Lich War broke out to the present, but in just a few years.

There are countless tragic deaths of prehistoric creatures, that is, in the past few years, it has almost drastically reduced by 70% to 80%.

It is conceivable that this is unprecedented, even if it is something that has never happened before in the first robbery of Longhan.

The human race had thrived and thrived, but they were all in peace, but now the human race has suffered countless deaths and injuries, and they are innocent.

But suffered this misfortune! How many times has Lan Xuan, the guardian of the human race, wanted to break out of the siege and wipe out all the demon and witch races that caused chaos, but was stopped by Master Own.

Xiaoyao Daoist's expression is quiet, it seems that no matter how many people die, he has nothing to do with him.

Over the past few years, the number of human races has also been greatly reduced. Because of the war, countless human race citizens have been displaced and even died.

Except for the core area of ​​the Central Human Race guarded by Xiaoyao Daoist, even the other human races who live in a corner are not immune to disaster. Like the weak ones among the other ten thousand races, they are reduced to the sacrifices of this calamity. .

Xiaoyao Daoist sat on the stone platform, looking at the sky.

At that time, the sky was dim and unclear. At the turn of day and night, night fell, and the starry sky was dim.

Xiaoyao Daoist has been meditating here for a long time, and Lan Xuan also came here at this time.

"Master. What are you looking at?"

Lan Xuan stood beside Xiaoyao Daoist in confusion and asked.

Xiaoyao Daoist didn't speak, but just continued to sit quietly like this.

Suddenly, a meteor shower fell in the sky.

Xiaoyao Daoist waved his big hand, and the intrepid true power surged out, and finally formed a huge barrier, protecting the land where Xiaoyao Daoist was located.

But the outside world is not so lucky. This popular fire rain has a large area, almost spreading over most of the prehistoric world, and even the Lich battlefield has been affected.

However, in the midst of the war, the Wu Clan and the Monster Clan obviously can't care about these things anymore.

The whole night passed, the stars disappeared, the morning sun rose, Xiaoyao Daoist sleepless all night, Lan Xuan also stood here all night.

The starry sky is very beautiful, making people think about it.

In the midst of this catastrophe, it would be an elegant thing to have such a leisurely feeling to watch such a beautiful scenery.

"Did you see it?" Xiaoyao Daoist said suddenly.

Lan Xuan was very puzzled and asked, "What do you see?"

"The ancient star of the sun."

This ancient Star was transformed from Pangu god-tier's left eye, but today, when it appears in people's field of vision again, it seems to be different.

"Dark Spot..."

Yes, Lan Xuan saw a dark spot on this ancient Star. Although it was not very conspicuous, as a big Luo Jinxian, she could still see it as long as she watched it attentively.

"What does this mean?" Lan Xuan didn't know what this meant, so she asked Master Own for advice.

Xiaoyao Daoist laughed, and then said, "This is the destiny of the Yaozu."

The ancient sun star once gave birth to two intrepid creatures. They are also the star masters of the sun star, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

But now, this dark spot appeared on the ancient sun, which meant that the destiny of the entire monster race was about to undergo a huge change.

On the second day, Xiaoyao Daoist was still sitting on the stone platform.

Lan Xuan looked at the sky, frowned slightly, and then said, "Master, the dark spots on the ancient sun seem to be more conspicuous today."

"Yes, the Yaozu seems to be unable to escape the fate of destruction in the end."

At this moment, Xiaoyao Daoist has foreseen the future. As the first corpse of Beiming Sage Xu Qing's three corpses, his current Realm is already infinitely close to Sage.

His understanding of the Great Dao is very profound, and he also has a very extraordinary wisdom, which has become unfathomable.

...

Ling'er had also left the Lich battlefield, because at this time, the prehistoric world belonged to the monster clan and the witch clan.

Ling'er doesn't need to stay here anymore. What Xiaoyao Daoist can detect, she has also noticed, and of course she has noticed more.

Because Linger has come to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Not long ago, Di Jiang had also been here, but unfortunately he left soon.

This place is overflowing with Spiritual Qi, which is really a good place. Maybe for a long time in the future, Ling'er will practice here.

Ling'er opened up a simple Immortal Cave and lived in this way.

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