Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 593 Mutation
The starry sky changed, and in an instant, Di Jun lost most of his luck, and his form underwent an earth-shattering change at the same time. The aura of the three saints became one, crushing Di Jun's two clones in an instant.

"Taiyi!"

Dijun's fiery red hair curled up, and the Sun God Palace behind him was activated for the first time. Wisps of real sun fire, like the world-killing spirit flames, descended from the sky and burned the world.

Wisps of blood-colored light were instantly transpired, blood-colored mist gradually appeared in Di Jun's eyes, two blood tears flowed down his cheeks, and a picture of an emperor appeared in his hand.

Rays of light flowed in front of him, as if recalling the days when the three brothers lived together in the past, and they reached the peak together, but now everything has undergone a shocking change.

In the blink of an eye, Di Jun launched a powerful attack, blocking the tricks of the three saints.

In the Northern Continent, the Four Ancestral Witches of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning teamed up to launch a powerful attack, shaking the sky for nine days.

"Thunder Ocean, annihilate all will to resist in the world!"

Suddenly, Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, separated a phantom, which turned into a sea of ​​thunder, swept across the world, and rolled towards Wuxin Demon Ancestor.

The expressions of the other three ancestral witches changed, and at the same time they mobilized the most powerful means. The violent wind, the dark rain, and the lightning flashed, blocking the Wutian Demon Ancestor, preventing him from making a move, and interfering with the Thunder Ancestor Wu Qiangliang.

"The unintentional pillar splits the sky and the earth, and its combat power is unparalleled!"

The Unintentional Demon Ancestor showed determination. In times of crisis, he did not retreat but advanced. Behind him floated pillars of demonic energy, towering to the sky and ground, and the demonic energy was rampant. The pitch-black demonic energy enveloped pieces of heaven and earth. Decay, completely reached the peak.

A huge specter appeared behind Wuxin Demon Ancestor. It was the figure of the demon lord Luo Hu, who was in charge of all demons in the world, slaughtering the world, waving his big hand, annihilating one after another thunderbolts.

"Wuxin, don't!"

Wutian Mozu's complexion suddenly changed, as if realizing what was about to happen, his figure violently moved, turning into a huge real body, opening up space cracks.

"Get out of here!"

The Wutian Umbrella was filled with the power of the Wutian Demon Ancestor, turning the black light, blocking the powerful attacks of the three ancestor witches, and his figure wanted to walk out of it directly.

"The origin of the wind!"

"The origin of rain!"

"The source of electricity!"

The three ancestral witches shot together with all their strength, instantly opening up pieces of domains, turning them into origins, blocking the path of Wutian Demon Ancestor, and trapping him again.

On the other side, in the sea of ​​thunder, strands of thunder light danced, full of destructive power, tearing up pieces of space, trapping Wuxin Demon Ancestor in it, and the lightning flashed, obliterating all vitality.

The Wuxin Demon Ancestor looked indifferent, forming black magic seals on his hands, piercing through the sea of ​​thunder, and launched a fierce attack, wanting to break through the sea of ​​thunder, break into it, and kill Qiang Liang ancestor witch.

There is deep hatred in the eyes, the ancestor Wuxin is not afraid of life and death, and he really came here to kill the ancestor witch, saw the decline of the ancestor witch, and even wanted to completely kill all the strong men of the witch clan .

The one-faced patriarch Wu Qiangliang didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, only the heart to kill.

A series of pitch-black auras condensed from the back of his head, and the power to destroy everything spread out from them. A huge black shadow was condensed from the pillar of magic energy behind him, spreading his hands flat, tearing apart the sea of ​​thunder.

"The hand that rips the sky!"

The Wuxin Demon Ancestor spit out four words suddenly, and his body merged into the huge shadow behind him. Holding a sharp long sword in both hands, he swept across, and one after another thunder light was directly cut off, cutting towards the Ancestor Wu Qiangliang in the sea of ​​thunder.

Become a demon lord and run amok.

The Wuxin Demon Ancestor burned his body and soul, and merged into the most powerful attack, just to completely wipe out Zuwu Qiangliang, and make Zuwu Qiangliang disappear from the world.

The sky and the earth roared, and rays of light flickered.

The black long sword, the lingering murderous intent, enveloped the sky, only killing was rampant.

Zu Wu Qiangliang's complexion changed suddenly, and his body suddenly turned into a size of ten thousand zhang. He opened the thunder sea and stood upright. A thunder rod appeared in his hand, piercing the space and meeting the long sword.

The power of the most powerful person who burned the body of the soul has reached an incredible state, and now it has turned into a long sword, and when it fell from the air, it instantly cut the sea of ​​​​thunder into two sections.

A cold snort came from the black shadow.

The huge Thunder Staff was shattered piece by piece, splitting apart in an instant.

Zu Wu Qiangliang's face showed a hint of horror.

"Ancestral Witch Secret Technique, Pangu Magic Ability, Origin of Thunder, Destroy Evil!"

A deep roar came from Zuwu Qiangliang's mouth, which mobilized Zuwu's secret technique and turned into a thunderbolt that was strong and yang, containing the power of judgment.

Thunder and black swords were intertwined in the air and collided continuously. One was one of the most powerful ancestor witches, and the other was the supreme demon ancestor who burned his blood, soul, and soul.

"No, don't, Qiangliang, let my brother go, as long as you let my brother go, I swear to the heavens, I will protect the witch clan from now on!" , the Wuxin Demon Ancestor holding a long sword in his hand roared in a low voice.

Only in his heart can he understand that the price of burning his body and spirit, if he can't stop, it will definitely end in a complete fall.

A deep roar came from the mouth of Wutian Demon Ancestor. His long black hair fluttered in the wind and pierced through the space messily. open.

"boom!"

With a bang, the figure of the Unintentional Demon Ancestor was instantly destroyed by the light of thunder, and there was no trace of it anymore. The ancestor Wu Qiangliang walked out of it with a pale face, and the sense of horror flowed in his eyes.

"No, wait for the ancestral witches, you should all be damned. In the future, I will definitely destroy the shaman clan between the heavens and the earth!" The Wutian Demon Ancestor launched the most powerful attack, faintly gaining the upper hand, even the three ancestral witches Teaming up is a feeling of difficulty.

"It's time to make a move!" On the sword edge of the Southern Continent, Yang Tian suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the starry sky, stepped out, entered the starry sky, and stared at the direction of Saint Sirius.

The long sword in Yang Tian's hand turned into a huge holy sword, and it fell in the air.

"Well!"

A deep roar came from the depths of the starry sky, and the huge phantom of Sirius Saint appeared in front of Yangtian, and the power of moonlight condensed into a silver light wheel, blocking the light in Yangtian's hand. holy sword.

"Sirius, you want to block me? Even if your body descends, there is no possibility at all!"

Yang Tian's green clothes fluttered, and the long sword in his hand slashed across the sky, directly splitting the figure of Saint Sirius into two halves. The figure turned around and sank into the depths of the starry sky.

Above the Northern Continent, a ray of light flashed, and the figure of the Tianji Saint appeared in the air, looking at the entire Northern Continent with cold eyes, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Above the holy capital of the human race, a huge phantom scattered from the sky, the figure of King Asura appeared in the air, standing against the wind, a strong sense of oppression emanated from his body, a pair of blood-colored pupils, flowing The serene breath seems to be quietly comprehending the Dao.

Drops of the great witch's blood fell from the sky, containing the power to shake the gods and men, sealing off all things in the world, and rays of light came out from the divine body of King Asura, purifying the blood essence and covering up the murderous intent, so that the great witch Essence and blood fell to the ground.

"Chi You, you really deserve to be one of the most powerful witches under the ancestral witches!" King Ashura opened his eyes suddenly, shining with a strange brilliance, and said in a deep voice.

The fault was not at the last moment, King Ashura resorted to the Penglai secret technique, even if he could kill Chi You, he would suffer eternal wounds, the scars of the Dao.

Wisps of black air merged into the human race. Even King Asura hadn't noticed that Chi You, who fell into the earth, once again condensed a wisp of remnant soul and merged into the human race.Inheriting the essence and blood of Wu Houtu, the ancestor of the earth, the power of the great witch Chiyou broke through certain shackles, like a dragon entering the sea, showing the supernatural powers against the sky.

In the starry sky, Yang Tian held a long sword in his hand, pierced through time and space, and shattered all the obstacles in front of him. Even if the stars hit him one after another, they were all cut into two pieces by him.

The breath of a saint, vast and magnanimous, holding a holy weapon in his hand, Yang Tian's power has reached its peak, all kinds of illusions are turned into nothingness in his eyes, the sword of time, the sword of space, the holy sword, cause and effect The sword of the sword, the sword of the emperor, etc., all kinds of legendary swords are revealed in his hands.

The former strong men seemed to have turned into long swords, fighting with him and conquering the nine heavens.

The green robe fluttered with the wind, and the long sword in his hand cut across the sky. He looked at the Sirius in the depths of the starry sky. A fierce attack.

"Sirius, go against the sky, you can't escape the fate of being suppressed!"

Yang Tian stepped forward, traversed the entire starry sky, and walked above the stars one after another. The sword energy volleyed in the sky, turned into a rain of swords, crushed the light of the stars, and killed the Sirius Saint.

"Wow!"

A deep roar came from the depths of the starry sky, and Saint Sirius evolved phantoms one after another, trying to block Yang Tian's attack, thereby delaying himself for time so that Emperor Jun could completely suppress the three saints.

The fierce confrontation unfolded in the air in an instant. The methods of the two saints were extraordinary. The breath of the saints intimidated the world, and the rays of light tore up the starry sky.

At this moment, Taoist Lihuo, who had evolved into the Great Formation of Zhoutian and Stars, suddenly moved, showing joy, the river map in his hand turned, and strands of inexplicable light communicated with the sky and the earth.

"Hetu Luoshu, I didn't expect to fall into the hands of this seat. Dijun is known as the emperor of all demons, and he has never brought the power of this treasure to the extreme. Longma Xuangui, but the two most powerful Chaos Even if the demon god falls and leaves a legacy, it is enough to create two unrivaled powerhouses!"

Turning his eyes, these thoughts flowed through Taoist Lihuo's heart. Born in the chaos, Taoist Lihuo knew the two demon gods, Longma and Xuangui, very well.

"boom!"

With a sound, a huge three-legged Golden Crow appeared in the air. It was the avatar of Taoist Lihuo, the Ten Prince Lu Ya, who refined Luoshu at the same time.

The figure turned, and the tenth prince Lu Ya appeared in the air, holding Luo Shu in his hand, with a slight smile on his face.

"The overall situation has been decided. It is only a matter of time before Emperor Jun loses. We will leave quickly to prevent a big change!" The tenth prince Lu Ya suddenly moved in his heart, and looked into the prehistoric world. In an instant, he felt Most of the luck that came to him was lost, his expression changed, and he spoke.

"That's right, it's time to get out and leave. Even if Dijun's methods are astonishing, he can't reverse the defeat. Once the other saints make a move, he will definitely be able to kill Dijun easily!" Taoist Lihuo's brows flowed. Evil spirit.

The two rays of light flashed, and Hetu Luoshu merged together, breaking through the star array in an instant, turning into a long rainbow, and disappearing into the depths of the starry sky, without a trace of it being seen again.

Hetu Luoshu suppressed the Zhoutian Xingchen formation. The moment the tenth prince Lu Ya and Lihuo Daoist disappeared, the entire Zhoutian Xingchen formation shook instantly. The three saints seized the opportunity and attacked in one fell swoop, beheading countless The demon god annihilated every strong man of the demon clan.

"puff!"

Dijun's three bodies merged into one, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a strange light flowed from the depths of his eyes, as if everything had never escaped his control.

"The battle between Zhou Tian and the stars has been broken, Di Jun, your fate has long been doomed, and the monster race will eventually be completely destroyed!" The sea of ​​blood rolled under the feet of Taoist Minghe, and every demon god was directly swallowed, and it was difficult to resist him The power of the monster race, who originally presided over the Zhoutian Xingchen formation, also revealed traces at the moment when the formation was shattered.

Over the northern continent of the prehistoric world, the blue figure of the celestial sage appeared in the air, holding a long knife in his hand, flowing with strange light and full of destructive power. This is a statue that lived in the ancient times The ancient existence has achieved the position of saint.

Wisps of the saint's breath flowed out from Tianjizi's body, shocking the world and the ten directions.

His white hands flicked over the blue long knife, and his expression was a bit complicated. In the long years, the long knife in his hand had only been unsheathed once, and that time he fell under the sword of the beast emperor and god against him. hands.

"Back then, I practiced the way of the sword, but was cut off by the gods. After a long time, I made a comeback. Even if the gods reappeared in front of me, I would be completely beheaded by me!"

A voice slowly came out of Tianji Sheng's mouth, the blue long knife in his hand was flowing with inexplicable brilliance, showing a domineering aura, and now his great skill of the knife filled his heart with infinite confidence.

The knife that was broken in the past was picked up by him again, and he wanted to create his own glory again.

Swiping the long knife across the sky, streaks of blue light condensed into a light curtain, sealed off the world, and killed the hidden saint in the depths of the Northern Continent.

"boom!"

A strong impact spread out in the air, and the black long sword blocked the blue long sword.

Hidden Kill Saint made a move, and faced the Tianji Saint in front of him without fear.

They are also strong from the ancient times, and they are full of confidence in themselves.

The ancient large formations were torn up by their battles, leaving behind traces, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

"Qiangliang, today all the ancestor witches will be beheaded by us!" The voice of Wutian Demon Ancestor was full of sorrow. The three brothers were born together, but now he is left alone.

Ling Lie's murderous intent spread from his body, and the aura of a saint enveloped the world again.

(End of this chapter)