Prehistoric: The Most Powerful Master of Xuandu in History

"Extravagant corpse!"

The sudden fall of the extravagant corpse made both Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin stunned, but even after recovering, they were furious and shouted:

"Dijun, give me death!"

"Space Confinement!"

"Time stands still!"

Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin played a space magic power and time magic power at the same time, producing the same effect as the Xuandu space-time forbidden magic power, and the ripples of time and space swept away.

Immediately, the real body killed Di Jun.

"Hmph, compared to the Terran Xuandu's time-space law supernatural powers, yours are too weak. "

Emperor Jun snorted coldly, and the witch-slaying sword in his hand slashed straight ahead, and the power of the emperor's law gushed out, and he actually broke the time-space supernatural powers of Emperor Jiang and Candle Jiuyin.

The witch-slaying sword in his hand swept and slashed across Di Jiang's waist, easily cutting out a blood mark, and the blood of the ancestral witch flowed out, and even Di Jiang couldn't stop the blood flowing.

With the witch-slaying sword in hand, Di Jun has the absolute upper hand, making Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin dangerous.

However, on the other side, the demon clan Fuxi was under the fierce attack of Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, and Wu Xizi, the ancestor of electricity, and he couldn't bear it at all, and his mouth kept spurting essence blood, and he was in danger.

Seeing Qiang Liang and Xi Zi Sacrifice 07 come out with peerless magical powers, Fu Xi's face was extremely pale, he sighed, and said calmly: "Okay, the remnant body of Poor Dao, let's make the last contribution to the demon clan!"

"Boom!"

With a loud shout, Fu Xi exploded with his physical body and primordial spirit, directly annihilating the void within a radius of thousands of miles, and the true bodies of Ancestor Wu Qiangliang and Xizi also dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xi was so ruthless, and the three of them were completely wiped out.

At the time of the fall of Fuxi, Nuwa, who was far away in the vast chaos, suddenly spit out a large mouthful of essence blood, as if she had guessed something, her eyes were full of tears, and she yelled to Houtu sadly:

"Houtu, get out of the way of the palace!"

Houtu's expression was still calm, he looked at Nuwa, and said: "It seems that Fuxi Daoyou has also fallen, and after entering this calamity, he will eventually have this difficulty, this is his fate." "

"My brother has fallen, is it possible that your ancestor has not died?" Nuwa said in a hateful voice.

"We are ancestral witches, and even if we die, we will not return to the Father, but one day, we will return from nothingness. "

Hou Tu suddenly said something inexplicable, and the rest of the saints were also thinking about the deep meaning of Hou Tu's words.

What is it called, one day, will return from nothingness?

Could it be that the Houtu, who controls the six realms of reincarnation, knows what big secrets?

But Nuwa didn't have the heart to think about it, now she just wanted to go to Buzhou Mountain to see how her brother Fuxi was?

Seeing that Houtu's attitude is so tough, then she can only hit Houtu and go to Zhoushan.

"Kill~"

After that, Nuwa tried her best to kill Houtu, wanting to suppress her, and the two completely fought the real fire, no longer as tempted as before.

Returning to the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain, perhaps because of the sound of Fuxi, the battle completely fell into madness.

Because Tianhou Xi and his combat power were inferior to Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of rain, they also died with Xuan Ming in the form of self-explosion, which made Di Jun, Di Jiang and others cry.

"Donghuang Taiyi, it's not just your demon clan who is not afraid of death, but why should our Wu clan be afraid of it, let's die together with us!"

Immediately afterwards, the Golden Ancestor Wu Bei collected the body of the Ancestral Witch and burst out with a great power like the destruction of the world, which was the Eastern Emperor Taiyi who was holding the Chaos Bell, and his body was also crumbling.

"Haha~, you can't kill the emperor!"

Donghuang Taiyi barely sneered.

"I'll wait, but I'll die!"

The ancestor of the wind, Wu Tianwu, and the ancestor of the wood, Wu Jumang, glanced at each other, resolutely went to death, and blew up the body of the ancestor witch by the side of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

A force that was more than ordinary Mixed Yuan Saint rippled in all directions, and the void was annihilated, devouring everything tangible, and even the Heavenly God Pillar Buzhou Mountain began to shake, causing the mountain to splash down.

When the divine light dissipated, the true body of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was gone, only a broken chaotic-colored bell was left floating in the broken void, and the bell body, pendulum and bell hammer were separated, and they were missing.

Even the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell was broken, and it is conceivable how powerful the two ancestral witches had exploded together just now.

Eventually, the body of the bell disappeared into the void on its own.

A generation of emperors has fallen and disappeared.

"Taiyi, ahhh~!"

Seeing the fall of Taiyi, two lines of blood and tears flowed out of Di Jun's eyes, his black hair danced wildly, wantonly scattered, looking up to the sky and roaring, without the slightest emperor momentum.

During this time, Emperor Jun had experienced so much pain that not long ago, nine out of ten heirs in his bloodline had been lost, and now his wife and brother had fallen in front of him.

At this moment, Di Jun no longer has any ambition to dominate the desolate world in his heart, his heart is dead, and he doesn't want to live alone between heaven and earth anymore.

The road of the emperor is lonely in the world!

Looking up, his gaze fell on the sun and stars, and in the central palace, there was still the last bloodline of their golden crow, Lu Press.

That was Di Jun's last trace of nostalgia for the desolate world.

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth, all living beings are ants, Dijiang, let this heaven and earth, with you and me, the two clans of the lich and the burial!"

Di Jun retracted his gaze, landed on Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin, who were seriously injured, and said calmly.

And Dijiang 437 and Candle Jiuyin glanced at each other, resolutely went to their deaths, and exploded themselves with Di Jun, and the three top supernatural powers exploded their power, condensed into one, and actually rushed towards the Heavenly Pillar Buzhou Mountain.

After the pouring of hundreds of millions of lich supernatural powers, coupled with the self-explosion of those ancestral witches and demon clan great supernatural powers before, the foundation of Buzhou Shenshan has already been shaken.

Today's Zhou Shenshan can no longer withstand this great force.

Suddenly, this sacred mountain, which was comparable to the sky, collapsed violently, and half of the mountain fell to the foot of the mountain, killing many people from the Lich and Demon clans.

As the sacred mountain collapsed, the heavens and the earth tilted, and Zhou Tianxingchen transposed, and a huge hole appeared in the sky.

The weak water of the Nine Heavens Galaxy poured down from it, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and even the immortals could not escape the power of the weak water, and countless monks of the two lich clans were swept away by the weak water.

A catastrophe has descended on the desolation!

And in the void, Zhu Rong and Gonggong saw this scene, and just wanted to pull Kunpeng to blow himself up and die together, but the demon master Kunpeng didn't want to go crazy with these madmen.

Hurriedly turned into the Nine Heavens Silver Peng, his wings were like clouds hanging from the sky, and with a light fan, he escaped into the sky.

In the desolate world, in terms of speed alone, I am afraid that except for the Mixed Yuan Sage, there is no one who can compare to Kunpeng.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong could only watch him flee and leave, at a loss. _

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