In the prehistoric times, my human race cultivated the cell world and ruled the heavens.

"If you dare to insult the teacher, die. As he spoke, he shot at Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches.

"War" Dijiang and the others don't care if you are a saint or not, the ancestor witch fights the heavens and the earth, and he is afraid that you are a shameless villain, and it will be over.

Besides, there is a sister with thick soil, I'm afraid.

Eleven quasi-saints fought at the pinnacle of battle, two saints and one heavy heaven.

It was a fight within a radius of thousands of miles, and the heavens and the earth collapsed.

Now the Western duo regrets it, what are they doing with nothing.

I thought I could pick up a bargain, destroy the twelve ancestral witches, and pat the teacher on the back, how do you know that the ancestral witches are so strong.

It seems that the thick earth has not come out yet, if she comes out and forms a great array of twelve heavenly gods, it will definitely be able to reach the saint double heaven or above, and the saint realm is really a heaven.

If a thick earth appears, then my two brothers will surely die.

Although the Heavenly Dao will resurrect them, the saint can't afford to lose that face.

Whatever you want.

"It's shameless for the West to receive Zhun Ti, dare to come to my Wu clan to be presumptuous. "The thick earth appeared.

And the aura released is powerful, and it is clearly the realm of a saint.

"Impossible, how can you reach the realm of a saint. Then Zhun Ti stopped and said.

At this time, Nuwa also came here, because the big witches who fought with her couldn't hold on, and she came to the battlefield here as soon as no one was fighting, and she didn't bother to pay attention to those big witches who were out of strength.

"Houtu, how did you reach the realm of a saint?" she asked in disbelief.

"You don't know much. Increasing the momentum again, Zhun Ti was about to kneel, they were only saints in the sky, and Nuwa barely carried it.

"The breath of the pinnacle of a saint. "I'm scared.

"You two shameless people, go to death," Houtu shook his right hand and led Zhun Ti's body to burst.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth mourned together, and blood rained.

People with low cultivation suddenly involuntarily flowed down.

"As for you Nuwa, the patriarch of the human race has an order, and he must not harm you, and you must not meddle in the things behind you when you stand by now, otherwise you will follow Zhun Ti. Houtu said domineeringly.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches also came to the back of the earth and waited for something together.

Nuwa couldn't react a little, "The patriarch of the human race has a life, so he must not hurt me" The

words kept echoing in Nuwa's ears, and she was stunned for a while.

Di Jun and other demon clan powers stood behind Nuwa, and they didn't dare to say anything, for fear of attracting the attention of Houtu and following in the footsteps of the Western duo.

Heavenly Dao Space, Zhun Ti was resurrected here.

I saw their beloved teacher, Hongjun.

"The teacher wants to be the master for us, you explained before that you want to let the Wu clan and the demon clan die together, how do you know that the Wu clan is now out of control, the Houtu has become holy, or the peak of the saint realm, and she killed the two of us," Zhun Ti cried.

"Oh, it's getting more and more interesting, I don't even feel it in the Heavenly Dao space, it seems that something has changed in the flood wilderness. "Now Hongjun is a Mixed Yuan Taiji Daluo Jin Immortal, one step away from the Heavenly Dao realm, and he can almost refine the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, but unfortunately something has changed.

"The peak realm of the saint, even if there is an accident, at most there will be a chaotic yuan without a great Luo Jinxian appearing, it should be fine, but there is no big mistake in being careful, and it is still left behind. Suddenly, a thought attached to a magic weapon flew towards the chaos, because he knew that if one was calculated, the Desolate Heavenly Dao space would not be safe.

As long as there is this thought, he will be resurrected.

Hongjun is worthy of being the ancestor of the Dao, and he is thoughtful when he considers it.