The road to technology

Chapter 990
But in general, the witches still have the upper hand.

Six of the top ten monster gods of the monster clan died directly, and countless big Luo Jinxian and big monsters fell.

But none of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan fell.

This time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had suffered from the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation, and now retreating is not because the Witch Clan has lost, but because they are going back to defend their home.

So Di Jun didn't intend to pursue immediately, but chose to retreat backwards.

"Senior Brother Fuxi, Senior Brother Hongyun, Junior Brother Minghe, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are already seriously injured, and they will not be able to form the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals within a short period of time, but we are not in a hurry to pursue them, and we will stay here for a hundred years before marching." Jun looked at the countless stumps and broken arms on the battlefield, and said with piercing eyes.

"Your Majesty, a hundred years may not be enough. According to my calculations, it will take two hundred and eight years." Fuxi shook his head and said, "Let the Xianmeng fight him first."

"In two hundred and eight years over there, will the two senior brothers be willing to be pioneers?" Di Jun followed suit and asked.

"It's natural!" Fuxi and Hongyun nodded.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him, don't forget me, the ancestor!" Styx yelled from the side, the witch clan is about to become a dog in the water now, as long as the monster clan occupies enough territory in the next war, they will There will be a large amount of luck distribution, and Styx is not willing to let go of this opportunity to achieve Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

This is why he agreed to come to help Yaozu.

As for Di Jun calling him junior brother, just listen to him, he never takes it seriously.

The war is not over yet, so of course Di Jun can't be idle.

After explaining some things about the Demon Court, he swallowed a few elixir produced by Taishang, and then stayed with Donghuang Taiyi Mao, discussing the matter of speeding up the construction of the altar.

The original Zhoutian Star Banner had been detonated, and Di Jun didn't plan to take it anymore, so he had to build the altar as soon as possible.Di Jun believed that the news that he had detonated the Zhoutian Star Banner had already flown to the Xianmeng. At that time, the Eastern Prince must have thought that the Yaozu had temporarily lost the Zhoutian Star Dou formation.

This is what he wants.

But the top priority is to defeat the Wu Clan first, and then seize the territory of the Eastern Continent, so as to accumulate luck and become the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

This is the urgent matter, and he believes that the Eastern Prince is equally urgent.

After all, the saints have come out, and if they don't become Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, they will have no power to resist.

More than 200 years are fleeting.

The Yaozu rose up again and headed south vigorously.

After another 300 years, the Wu Clan returning from the Northern Continent finally collided head-on with the Xianmeng troops, and a terrifying battle broke out between the two sides in the Eastern Continent.

The Immortal League waited for work to stop the Wu Clan, but the Wu Clan was not a vegetarian. Even though the Twelve Ancestral Witches could no longer form the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons for the time being, they could still fight the Xianmeng back and forth.

After all, the Yaozu have the Zhoutian Xingdou formation to fight against the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but the Immortal League does not have such a powerful formation. It can be said that if there is no Tai Chi diagram, the Eastern Prince and the Western Queen Mother would have been interrupted by the Twelve Ancestral Witches. .

After hundreds of years of fighting between the Xianmeng and the Wuzu, the Yaozu finally fought with the Wuzu in the north again.

As soon as the two-on-one situation appeared, the Wu Clan finally began to feel overwhelmed.In the subsequent wars, the Wu clan retreated steadily, and their territory continued to shrink.

Even though the Witch Clan still has the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods, several ancestor witches were seriously injured in the fight with the Monster Clan, so that the formation could not last long. In this case, even if they It was barely able to condense the phantom of Pangu, but it could no longer condense the Pangu axe.

Hundreds of years and thousands of years are just the beginning of wars, and the war between witches, demons, and immortal alliances is still going on. Apart from the main battlefield, scenes of fighting are also going on in other places on the Great Desolate Continent.

There are large-scale battles, and there are also single-challenge battles in twos and threes like scouts meeting each other.

In short, since the first large-scale battle of Liches, the entire Great Desolate Continent has been caught in a long war.

Countless monks were involved in it, and countless monks who wanted to speculate, murder and seize treasures were mixed on the edge of the battlefield.

Thousands of years are fleeting.

During this long period of time, some monks who did not belong to the Yaozu, Wuzu, or Xianmeng gradually appeared around the battlefield.

Some of them call themselves Chanjiao, some call themselves Jiejiao, and there are also Buddhists with shaved heads and Western religions in yellow cloth clothes.

These people wander around the periphery of the battlefield, looking for their own opportunities.

On this day, a wave of spiritual energy suddenly erupted from a certain valley in the Eastern Continent, and it rose into the sky along with the glow.

Obviously, this is a sign of the birth of the magic weapon.

Immediately, the monks who felt the induction flew towards the valley one after another.

But as soon as they approached, they felt the aura in front of them was turbulent, and then there was an angry voice.

"Kunpeng, you are so shameless, this gourd is clearly my ancestor's."

"Joke, this gourd is clearly an ownerless thing. When someone who is destined to live in it, when did it become your Styx?"

Kunpeng, Styx?
A group of monks who felt that the Lingbao was born heard that it was these two, and hurriedly lowered their clouds and flew close to the ground, hiding their breath, for fear of being discovered.

They wanted to turn around and leave, but they were unwilling to leave without even looking at them.

At this time, Minghe's voice continued: "Kunpeng, this thing is the yellow gourd refined by the Taoist Shenzhou back then. It was originally owned by the Taida Daluo Jinxian. Now this person fell in the Lich War, but it should not be for you. So, don't stay here, or don't blame me for being rude."

"Hehe, it is originally a monster of the demon clan, so how can it belong to Yi Minghe? Could it be that you, Minghe, also consider yourself a monster of the demon tribe?"

"Ignorant boy, that Dijun and Taiyi are my senior brothers. Why shouldn't I have this gourd?" Ming He was very angry. Since the gourd disappeared, he has been looking for it for thousands of years, but he didn't expect that it was still stared at by Kunpeng. on.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's see the real chapter!"

Just as Kunpeng was about to make a move, he suddenly saw a golden light shooting from the sky, and the golden light landed and turned into a monk with a bright forehead: "Amitabha, this thing is destined for me, and it belongs to this poor monk!"

Kunpeng and Minghe looked over, and saw this person was wearing a yellow shirt, his forehead was shiny, and there was a golden wheel hanging behind his head, giving him the majestic appearance of a precious elephant.

"Reception?" Kunpeng murmured, it was the first time he had seen such a reception.

"Hey, isn't this five hundred points less than me to pick up my junior brother? It's a pleasure to meet you. In the past, the Tushita Palace was a farewell, and now the junior brother has the body of the Hunyuan Dajue Golden Immortal. Congratulations." Styx He secretly leaned against the gourd, and at the same time teased and received it.

Although Hunyuan Dajue Jinxian is equal to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, Styx knows that it was obtained by opportunism, and his power is much worse than ordinary Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

So Styx is not very afraid, after all, if the sea of ​​blood does not dry up, Styx will not die.

(End of this chapter)