Heavenly Martial Arts - 863. Chapter 853 Lich fights again, all saints return!

The vast and wild land suddenly swept through a monstrous demon gas, the nine heavens were full of flags, ten thousand demons danced wildly, the wind and thunder roared, and the world shook!

The majesty of Emperor Jun and Taiyi stood in front of the army, the chaotic clock rang, eternally continuous, the universe oscillated, billions of stars shone all over the land, the sun and the moon were shining at the same time.

When the three lights are in the sky, the brilliant and brilliant Rui Cai enveloped the endless boundlessness, setting off the imperial posture of the emperor.

Eastern Emperor Tai held the Chaos Clock in one hand, squinted at the earth and the sky, proudly said: “Today, the witches should be destroyed!”

He gently lifted his palm and pressed it against the vast earth, unparalleled momentum shaking the universe, and suddenly hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers sank, endless dust and sand scattered the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire wilderness was in chaos, like the end of the day.

“The sky is falling!” “Help!” A scream resounded through the world, and several tribes of the Witch tribe were destroyed by a palm.

“Haha, where is the ancestor witch, is it a tortoise with a shrunken head?” Donghuang Taiyi stood on the top of the void, sneered, and the chaotic clock echoed forever, “Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong… Since you guys dare not dare Come out, then the emperor will destroy your Wu clan today, and then enter the Pangu Temple, and kill you one by one. From then on, I am the only one in heaven!”

When he laughed, he shot again, and the thunder strike swept across the wild land, shaking mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and the power of destruction was feared.

Dijun, Kunpeng and others let him do their jobs. They stared at the Pangu Temple coldly, preparing to start the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array when the Ancestral Witch appeared.

In various places in the Primordial Land, countless powerful people are also watching this battle in secret, discussing the victory of the Lich and the changes in the pattern of the Primordial Land after the battle.

In the rumbling of the earth, under the sky of hundreds of millions of miles, the peaks are broken, the rivers are dry, the red land is thousands of miles, just like the end of the world, the huge palmprint of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is crushed, and the many great witches of the Wu clan are inevitable and can only choose hard block.

But the ancestral witch cannot come out, who among the witches is capable of resisting the Eastern Emperor Taiyi?

There is no miracle, after all, the manifold is overwhelming.

Before the palms fell, large tracts of witches were obliterated.

The living witches are desperate, knowing that they are unable to resist, they can only look forward to the Pangu Temple and pray for the birth of the ancestor witch.

This is the only hope.

At the moment of Tian Qing, a monstrous evil spirit finally poured out from the Ancestral Witch Palace, carrying a domineering will, and tore away from the sky.

“Too young, Hugh must be presumptuous!”

Pang Ran punched open the palm print on the sky.

Dong Huangtai squinted slightly, and said coldly: “I didn’t expect you to have the courage to come out for a battle. It’s not bad, let Tai Yi take a look!”

He paused, and said indifferently: “Even if you dare to come out, you are not destined to change the fate of the Witch Clan, so take it to death!”

He turned around and stood beside Di Jun, the chaotic clock flew up, suppressing the vast starlight, and 365 demon gods flew out immediately, and under the guidance of Hetu Luoshu, a star formation of Zhou Tian was deployed.

In the Pangu Temple, the majestic evil spirit erupted, and a cold voice came out: “Dijun, do you think that without a Houtu, my clan can’t deploy a great array of gods? Too naive!”

Di Jun said indifferently: “If this is the case, then you can show it to the emperor!”

There was a roar in the Zhoutian star battle array, and the endless starlight immediately surging down, impacting the endless void, covering the Pangu Temple.

“Dijun, since you have such a request, how can the deity not satisfy you!”

With only a bang, the Pangu Temple suddenly opened, and twelve terrifying figures walked out of it.

“So it will be the Twelve Ways?” Da Neng in the dark asked in surprise.

After the reincarnation of the land, the witch clan actually still has the twelve ancestor witches?

This situation immediately shook the entire prehistoric land.

Above the sky, Di Jun also shrank his pupils, revealing dignity.

Standing in front of the Pangu Temple, Dijiang sneered at the sky and said: “Dijun, you didn’t expect that, I still have the thirteenth ancestral witch of the Wu clan, this time your calculation is wrong!”

“Really, this emperor wants to see if this new ancestor witch is worthy of the name!” The emperor drew awe-inspiringly, and Zhou Tian’s star-fighting formation turned around, and the starlight suddenly appeared overwhelmingly, covering the Pangu Temple.

Di Jiang witnessed, shouting: “The formation, the gods are evil!”

The twelve Qingtian figures are arranged together, gradually overlapping and uniting, forming a terrifying figure, which is Pangu.

“Really succeeded!” The powerful people in the dark exclaimed.

I saw the Pangu phantom formed with a punch, and suddenly the monstrous evil aura shook the predecessor, breaking the tide of stars that had been crushed by it.

Dijun’s expression changed, and he glanced at his wife, and suddenly Zhou Tian’s star battle array changed again and turned into a star battle giant, standing proudly in the sky, raising his hand to kill Pangu’s real body.

boom!

Under the impact of two earth-shaking stalwart forces, the world shook suddenly, the sun and the moon were reversed, the universe was out of order, and the predicament was like the end of the world.

As they were fighting, the three figures walked into the foot of the imperfect mountain, their expressions calm and superb.

After the primordial human race was created by Nüwa, they were taken care of by the heavenly court over the years, and they were able to rapidly multiply and expand into a large number of races.

The foot of Buzhou Mountain is no longer enough for their habitat, and a considerable part of the human race has moved to the prehistoric inland.

Of course, as the ancestors of the human race, there were many human tribes studied near Buzhou Mountain. Not long after these three figures entered, they met the human race.

One of them asked the other two: “What do you think of the human race here?”

Another person replied: “It is no different from the human race in the heavens and worlds. It seems that Wu He has worked hard.”

The last person sneered: “Oh, if this person can’t let go of the people, how can he stay in front of Daluo, it is really sad.”

“No matter what, this human race is destined to replace the second family of the Lich and become the protagonist of this world. We might as well contribute to the momentum and make an alliance with Wu Da.” The humanity who just spoke first.

“Well, this time is also an opportunity for us to become holy.” Yiren said.

Having said that, one of them first declared: “Poverty Taoist and Taiqing Taoist, now set up human education, civilize the human race, and heaven can learn from it!”

As soon as the words were spoken, the world suddenly changed color, and a mysterious yellow force descended from the sky and fell into the body of the Taiqing Taoist people.

Many human races nearby were shocked and hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

The Taoist Taiqing glanced at them, then raised his head and said: “Since then, the poor Tao is the sage of the Xuanmen Heavenly Tao, Taiqing Daojun.”

Taiqing Taoists became sacred, and the momentum swept across the wild land, and the whole world was shocked immediately.

But this is just the beginning.

At the moment when Taoist Taiqing completed his sanctification, the two figures next to him walked out at the same time, proclaiming to the sky.