The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Taiyi wanted to retreat with the Yaozu, but Emperor Jiang Zuwu and the others were not willing to let the other party retreat easily.

That emperor Jiang Zuwu was the first to kill and stop the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Now the Lich Clan has suffered heavy losses, and Tai Yi is seriously injured. If Tai Yi can be killed at this time, the Wu Clan will no longer have any hidden dangers.

It was precisely because of this that when Taiyi was about to run away, the remaining ancestral witches desperately blocked it.

"Taiyi, I still want to leave now, really wishful thinking!"

The Emperor Jiangzu Witch came in horizontally and horizontally, and the Demon Slashing Sword in his hand bloomed with tens of thousands of gods, like a god, not to be looked at.

However, there was a trace of jealousy flashing in the eyes of the seriously injured Tai, and he said to Bai Ze:

"You lead the monster race back to the heavenly court, I will stop the Ancestral Witch!".

Even though Tai Yi was seriously injured, he had no intention of fear.

Especially after the death of Demon Emperor Jun, Tai Yi had more fearless courage.

Seeing several ancestral witches join forces to kill, Tai one handed the sword of slaughter witches, he came in all directions, looking up and down.

"Dijiang, your ancestor witch was killed six by me, how can I be afraid of you!"

Taiyi laughed wildly, his seriously injured body did not show any weakness at all.

Tai Yi shook the Chaos Divine Clock and brandished the Slaughter Witch Sword. He killed seven in and out of the ancestral witches, and no one ancestor witch could stop Tai Yi's footsteps.

"Hahaha, Dijiang, your witches are really weak and weak. Once I recover from my injury, it will be your death date!"

Taiyi was able to kill the six ancestral witches alone, and when he recovered, he did have great hope to directly kill the remaining ancestral witches.

"Taiyixiue!"

The Gonggong Ancestral Witch roared, Zhu Rong and Xuan Ming both died because of the Gonggong Ancestral Witch, so he hated Taiyi most strongly, and he could not wait to swallow Taiyi directly.

However, even if the six Ancestral Witches joined forces at this time, they couldn't stop Taiyi at all, let alone the Gonggong Ancestral Witch alone.

Seeing Taiyi's brave and invincible, the Demon Race had already retreated and disappeared. He waved his hand and stopped the Gonggong Zuwu.

"Gonggong, come back!"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu directly stopped the Wu Clan's pursuit, and he knew very well that if the Wu Clan pursued and killed him in the heavenly court, he was afraid that it would not completely destroy Taiyi, and it would bring them the ultimate disaster.

After all, the elder brother Fuxi of the Nvwa saint was killed by the Emperor Jiang Zuwu himself. If the Wu Clan dared to kill the heavenly court without knowing how to advance or retreat, then the Nvwa saint would definitely take action desperately and kill them like ancestor witches. They beheaded on the spot.

"Big Brother!"

Gong Gong Zu Wu looked unwilling, but he also knew that the matter was serious, and he did not dare to do anything indiscriminately.

This time the Lich War, not only did these ancestor witches suffer heavy casualties, but ordinary witch warriors and monster erlangs were also out of ten.

The breath of calamity above the nine heavens had reached its limit, and then began to decline rapidly.

The fall of the two demon kings and the death of the six ancestral witches had already foreshadows the climax of the Lich's calamity has passed, and the aura of the calamity will only become weaker and weaker in the future.

Although Emperor Jiang Zuwu was not reconciled, he was unable to kill Taiyi, so he could only lead the Wu clan to retreat first, and wait for his strength to be restored before doing other cares.

And at this time, after Taiyi returned to the Heavenly Court, he quickly ordered the entire Monster Race to retreat and cultivate, and he quickly recovered.

"Dijun, when my injury recovers, then it will be the time when your Wu Clan will perish!"

From Taiyi's point of view, his own strength is strong, as long as he recovers, he has great certainty to kill the remaining six ancestral witches one by one!

After this battle, the two clans of the lich had killed countless creatures on both sides, and the power of their luck had decayed extremely severely.

At the center of the battle, the atmosphere of boundless calamity was permeated, and the saint Nuwa was worried about her brother, and she took a strand of Fuxi's soul to leave first.

After the Sanqing saint watched for a while, their three brothers also disappeared completely after muttering for a while.

However, before the Sanqing left, they looked around for the Hetu Luoshu and Zhoutian Xingchen Tu, but in the end they found nothing.

In the void at this time, although the ancestor Kunpeng was trapped in the golden light cage, he discovered that the Hetu Luoshu actually flew to where Kunpeng was.

The ancestor Kunpeng looked at Hetu Luoshu with great interest, and he suddenly laughed.

"These two spirit treasures are really predestined to me. In the previous life, Kunpeng took the initiative to take these two treasures away, but in this life you took the initiative to find me!"

Kunpeng smiled, and he put out his hands to put away the two treasures.

At this moment, another treasure flew over, but this was the Zhoutian star map of Monarch Ziweixing.

When Kunpeng saw this baby, he sighed and put it away.

Obviously, after seeing the Zhoutian star map, Kunpeng's mood was slightly depressed. It seemed that he thought of the fallen Ziwei Xingjun and the creatures of the Beiming line.

These are the eternal pain in Kunpeng's heart.

Just as Kunpeng's thoughts were ups and downs, he was taken aback for a moment and looked at the golden light cage in front of him.

"These spirit treasures can be entered from outside, and it seems that my baby must be able to go out too!"

Kunpeng's inspiration flashed, he took out his black gourd, and then pushed it outward, and the black gourd appeared outside the golden light.

The black gourd swayed in mid-air and turned into a black-robed Taoist, who was nine points similar to Kunpeng.

"go!"

Kunpeng stretched out his hand a little, and the black gourd immediately flew out of the chaos and headed towards the prehistoric world.

The black gourd flew to the sky above Buzhou Mountain. At this time, the boundless aura of calamity had gradually dissipated, but the death, murderous, and resentment in the midair became more and more intense, and there was no sign of decay.

The black gourd flickered in the air and turned into Kunpeng's appearance. After he looked up and down, Kunpeng opened his mouth and directly began to absorb the dead air, the corpses and blood all over the floor.

These things are extremely poisonous to the Primordial World, but to Kunpeng they are great tonic.

The black gourd absorbed frantically, and quickly absorbed these things.

At this time, Kunpeng glanced at Fu Zhou Shan slightly, he turned and flew away from the wilderness, and came towards the sea of ​​blood.

After the decisive battle of the Lich, the forces of the Lich and the Demonic Clan had already received a fatal blow. The Wu Clan on the earth could no longer control the vast land, and they had to shrink to the foot of Bu Zhou Mountain.

And the many star gods in the heavenly court fell, the countless stars in the entire sky were unable to function normally, and the days were chaotic. The stars were shining disorderly and randomly, and many bright stars could be seen even in the daytime.

The entire prehistoric world has become more violent because of the weakening of the Lich Family.

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