Great Antiquity: You Have to Create a Jade Butterfly at the Beginning

The sage of the Heavenly Dao has such power, how terrifying would the sage of the Dao be? Looking at the old man in the sky in the distance... The old man in white, the eyes of Duke Dong had a complicated expression.

At this moment, the determination in his heart to prove the Dao of Hunyuan Wuji Jinxian became more and more firm, and only at that point would he truly be freed from the Dao of Heaven.

As soon as the strike fell, Hongjun held the battle axe in his hand, and the mana all over his body suddenly poured out.

in an instant.

No matter how difficult it was to maintain Pangu's true body, the twelve ancestor witches fell to the ground one by one, their faces pale.

After all, the gap between Hongjun and them is too big, this sense of gap like an endless abyss makes everyone feel a touch of powerlessness in their hearts.

But this is the case, the Twelve Ancestral Witch, still angrily staring at Hong Jun in the sky.

Those pair of eyes did not hide the hatred for this... the number one person in Honghuang.

Even if their strength is [-] miles away from Hongjun, what about the witch clan, the ancestral witch fights the sky and the earth, and has nothing to fear, even if he is the ancestor of Hongjun, he can't make them bow their heads, and can't make them bow their knees and force a smile.

This is the Witch Clan, this is the Ancestral Witch.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Hong Jun's indifferent face showed no expression at all.

"Monster clan, don't destroy it properly!"

He said indifferently.

"Starting today, the demon palms the sky and the witches control the earth. There will be no more battles within ten thousand years."

When the voice fell, Hongjun waved his robe.

The tens of billions of Wu clan, the black army of Wu clan suddenly disappeared in this Lingqiu battlefield.

In the face of that absolute strength, the Wu clan had no chance of resisting.

Even though they were about to win this battle, Hongjun's action brought them back to the starting point again.

All that was left was a trace of unwillingness.

This act of forcibly turning the tide of the war is very similar to that when Penglai came to the world and Hongjun forced the Duke of East to be the head of the male immortals.

This deep sense of powerlessness made everyone in the Wu clan feel a helpless depression.

And this is also a common trick used by this... Hongjun Daozu to solve problems and maintain the order of heaven.

Just because he has the most powerful strength! The Lich World War II ended hastily after Hongjun took the Pangu axe with his bare hands.

The demons are happy, the witches are sad.

In this incomparably tragic, huge-scale battle that was about to shatter the heavens and the earth, neither of the two Lich clans perished.

In this game of heaven, Hong Jun was forcibly reversed to the origin.

The Lich II clan, who do not know the number of days, can only continue this game under the control of Heaven.

Until the Lich was destroyed.

Chapter 195

Hongjun's Taoist robe waved.

The witch tribe returned to the Pangu Temple, and the demon tribe returned to the heaven.

In the battlefield, only endless corpses and a mess were left.

Duke Dong glanced at the battlefield, and when his gaze returned to Hongjun, he found that Hongjun had not left the empty battlefield.

At this moment, Hong Jun's indifferent eyes were looking at him calmly.

There was an invisible coercion in those eyes, which made Duke Dong feel a little suffocated.

Being stared at by Hongjun like this, Duke Dong was slightly stunned.

Then, without dodging, he went up to him.

This was the first time Prince Dong had such a clear contact with Hong Jun, and the brief exchange of glances made people feel that it was so long.

For a moment, his whole body loosened, and the invisible pressure of Hongjun slowly dissipated.

In Hongjun's eyes, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Duke Dong saw a smile.

Not a sarcastic laugh, nor a weird laugh.

It's a smile like two good friends greet each other.

This feeling disappeared in a flash, and with the disappearance of this feeling, Hong Jun's ethereal figure also disappeared between the world.

Looking at the dome of the sky where Hongjun used to be, Duke Dong stood there with a complicated expression.

"brother"

Xi He next to him heard a graceful whisper.

At this time, the East Prince just came to his senses.

"Let's go, you go back to Penglai first, and I'll go to the Holy Land of the Human Race."

The East Prince smiled.

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Wa Palace.

"The strength of the Wu clan has far exceeded our expectations. This time, thanks to the help of the Nuwa saint and the Taoist ancestors, my demon clan can avoid being ruined."

"In the next step, I still need to grow myself quickly. I don't know if you have any good suggestions."

Di Jun sat on the futon, and said to the crowd with a dark expression on his face.

In the end, the monsters lost the battle.

The two clans competed, and after tens of thousands of years of development, Di Jun never imagined that the demon clan would be defeated so thoroughly in this battle.

Originally, they also felt that by relying on a saint, they would be able to defeat the witch clan.

However, they did not expect that even the sages could not compete with the twelve capitals of the Wu clan.

Thinking of the real body of Pangu, Rao is this... Monster Race Emperor, at this moment there is still a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

For ten thousand years, how difficult it is to find a way to make the Twelve Capitals God-shattering Formation.

Moreover, at this moment, although Nuwa was still the emperor of the demon clan, Emperor Jun clearly felt that Nuwa's attitude towards the demon clan had changed.

This can't help but make Di Jun a little worried, Nuwa will not care about that battle ten thousand years later.

"The emperor doesn't need to worry too much, Nian, I still have time."

"The Zhou Tianxingdou Great Array is not fully perfected at this moment. In ten thousand years, it may not be impossible to compete with the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, and it is not that my demon clan has no chance."

Fuxi said with a little confidence.

The Twelve Capitals are very powerful, but as a leader in formation comprehension, Fuxi held his breath in his heart.

That is, he wants to perfect the Zhou Tianxingdou formation and make it stronger.

In terms of formation attainments, he has incomparable confidence in himself.

heard.

There was a gleam in Di Jun's eyes.

"Yes, brother, I believe that fellow Daoist Fuxi can do it. In ten thousand years of battle, my demon clan will have no less chance of winning than the witch clan."

"Besides, my demon clan has one more saint than the witch clan after all."

Taichi also spoke up.

But at this moment, Nuwa, who was sitting upright and looking at everyone indifferently, finally showed a strange expression in her expression.

"The matter of the demon clan has nothing to do with me from now on, Emperor, you can do it yourself."

Nu Wa's words suddenly popped out, and everyone present was stunned.

One by one, they looked at Nu Wa in astonishment.

Nu Wa glanced at everyone lightly, the calm in those eyes was almost icy cold.

"Emperor, the two of you, Emperor Donghuang, please leave first."

She continued.

There was no trace of emotion in the voice.

When they heard Nuwa's expulsion order, Di Jun and Taiyi just recovered.

Those two faces were already gloomy to the extreme.

Although Di Jun understood that Nuwa, who had become a saint, had already drifted away from his demon clan, but he never expected that this moment would come so quickly and Nuwa would be so decisive.

"Nüwa, you"

"Taiyi!"

The angry Taiyi seemed to want to question Nuwa, but Di Jun interrupted him before he could say anything.

"Humph!"

"let's go!"

Di Jun threw off his imperial robe, stood up and said angrily to Taiyi.

After speaking, in Fuxi's astonished eyes, he and Taiyi left angrily.

In the last second, everyone was still there: discussing how to strengthen the demon clan and deal with the witch clan.

And at this moment, what happened suddenly made Fuxi stand there in astonishment.

moment.

"Sister, what do you mean?"

Fuxi frowned and said inexplicably.

"Brother."

"Di Jun and the others have created an attitude of slaughter in order to satisfy their ambitions, and the demon clan has become a tool for them to dominate the prehistoric wilderness. If this continues, the demon clan will surely be destroyed."

Nuwa said softly.