Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

"Taiqing, the monster clan colluded with the creatures of Chaos to invade the prehistoric world, and wanted to destroy my prehistoric world. As disciples of the Taoist sect, but you want to cover up the culprit who destroyed the prehistoric desolate world, aren't you afraid of the guilt of heaven?"

Wu Langsheng, the ancestor of Emperor Jiang, questioned the other party. Whether it is the Wu clan or the Xuanmen disciples, they are all creatures in the prehistoric world. Sanqing escapes.

Taiqing said in a deep voice:

"You don't need to talk too much about the monster race. This time, the ancestor witches came here just to avenge their private revenge. Why should they say something so high-sounding! Besides, the prehistoric world was originally open to the outside world, and the chaotic creatures entered the prehistoric world. It may not necessarily be destruction, how can it be confused."

Taiqing originally wanted to use the hands of the chaotic creatures to destroy the witch clan, how could he now turn the blame on the monster clan's behavior, so facing Emperor Jiang Zuwu, he had no way of avoiding it.

Dijiang Zuwu saw that Sanqing's actions were exactly as they had guessed, so he stopped talking nonsense and immediately led all the Zuwu to press up.

"Since you Sanqing insist on not distinguishing between right and wrong, there is no need to say anything more. I will beat you until you understand today!"

Dijiang Zuwu let out a roar, and the "Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons" instantly started to operate, and the terrifying power of the gods shrouded the four directions. The Zuwu were determined to clean up the Sanqing, so naturally they didn't give them any chance.

Taiqing knew that it would be difficult to resist the Wu Clan, so they immediately went all out to activate the large formation in Kunlun Mountain.

At this time, Di Jun also shot out a series of divine lights, trying to block the attack of the ancestral witches.

"Boom!"

As soon as the "Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation" hit, the protective formation of Kunlun Mountain fell apart in an instant, and the Sanqing Brothers were injured and flew back.

Wu Yang came to kill with the Earth Sha Jing Thunder Ax in his hand, and struck Di Jun with the axe.

Di Jun knew Wu Yang's methods were powerful, so he withdrew quickly, not daring to confront Wu Yang head-on.

"Get out!"

Sanqing was already seriously injured, and Pangu's figure had crippled them with a single blow just now. At this moment, they didn't dare to speak up anymore, and they only wanted to escape.

Wu Yang pursued the Demon Emperor Jun closely, and the Twelve Ancestral Witch struck again, hitting the Sanqing brothers.

"boom!"

The berserk power fell, and the Sanqing brothers fled in embarrassment.

Their clothes were torn, their beards were disheveled, and they looked miserable.

Although this blow was dodged, the violent qi wounded the Sanqing brothers. Bloodstains were torn on their bodies, and the injuries were extremely terrifying.

"Second brother and third brother, let's go!"

Taiqing exclaimed, and fled desperately with his two younger brothers.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches wanted to attack again, a mighty force descended from heaven and earth, as if an invisible barrier appeared, blocking their steps.

After sensing this force, the ancestral witches did not continue to chase and kill them. Their goal had been achieved, and there was no need to continue to "challenge" Heaven.

"cut!"

Wu Yang turned into a ray of divine light to kill, and the terrifying aura in his hands crisscrossed all directions.

Although the demon emperor Jun has been in the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian for many years, he is currently suppressed by Wu Yang, and he is powerless to contend with him.

At this moment, Wu Yang's powerful strength was also fully displayed. As a monk of the same class, even if Di Jun had the same deep foothold, he still seemed not enough in Wu Yang's hands.

It's nothing more than obliterating the ordinary Da Luo Jinxian. Di Jun is the king of the demon clan, and his strength is terrifying, but now Wu Yang can manipulate the opponent at will.

"Boom!"

Earth Fiend Thunder Ax erupted, and Wu Yang launched [Nine Forms of Opening the Sky], at the same time twenty times the explosive power was activated.

"puff!"

Di Jun couldn't hold back, and was instantly wounded by Wu Yang's axe.

The Hetu Luoshu of the demon emperor Jun was taken away by Wu Yang, and now the treasures in his hands are not worth mentioning at all, and he is completely unqualified to compete with Wu Yang.

"There is no crossing for the common people!"

Wu Yang performed the [Eighth Form of Opening the Heaven], no matter how difficult it was to fight, the Demon Emperor Jun was instantly severely injured, and infinite divine blood trickled down.

Demon Emperor Jun's face was pale, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. Instead, there was an extraordinary calmness and indifference, as if he had already seen through the great fear between life and death, and had a fearless heart towards death.

"You Wu Clan gain power for a while, but you may not be able to prosper forever in the future, and the way of heaven will definitely wipe you out."

Di Jun whispered, his voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Wu Yang realized that something was wrong, he hurriedly drew back and gave up the fatal blow.

"Boom!"

The demon emperor Jun blatantly exposed himself, and his mind and soul were completely wiped out.

He was defeated by Wu Yang, but he was not defeated.

For a moment, the aura of infinite kalpa burst out suddenly, reached the peak at this moment, and then quickly dissipated, disappearing into the invisible.

The demon emperor Jun has fallen, and the Lich Tribulation is completely over!

At this moment, the catastrophe between the heaven and the earth receded a lot, but in the end, the clarity was not completely restored.

There is still a new calamity being conceived, and the misfortune of the Wu clan is not completely over.

However, the ancestral witches haven't realized yet that when they saw Dijun blew himself up, his mind and soul were completely wiped out. This was the biggest victory for the Wu clan.

"Hahaha, the monster clan is destroyed today, and there will be no monster clan in the wilderness in the future!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu cheered, they withdrew the "Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons", and they all came forward to check the situation.

Wu Yang is also full of joy at this time, this time the demon emperor Jun has fallen, the entire demon clan has been wiped out, and the next rewards will definitely be very generous!

Chapter 345: The Measuring Tribulation Award Received!

Yao Clan takes Yao Emperor Jun as the core, and other members are secondary.

Now that Dijun's soul has been scattered and completely turned into ashes, the monster clan has no chance to defeat the witch clan.

"His Majesty!"

In the distant sky, the Demon Empress Bai Yao called out sadly, with despair and resentment in her eyes.

Watching Di Jun be beheaded helplessly, Bai Yao's heart was filled with grief.

"Di Jun was beheaded!"

In a cloud head, Prince Dong and Patriarch Kunpeng are hiding in it, checking the situation in Kunlun Mountain.

At this time, they all looked solemn, and they were not happy because they lost a powerful opponent.

"Once Emperor Jun dies, no one will be able to contain the Wu Clan anymore, and their development will be even faster in the future."

Duke Dong said in a deep voice that he didn't want the demon emperor Jun to be beheaded. Instead, he hoped that the demon clan could always attract the attention of the witch clan. Only in this way could their Zifuzhou lineage develop better in secret.

"The Wu Clan is getting stronger and stronger, and even Sanqing has become a bereaved dog. Who will dare to compete with the Wu Clan in the future."

Ancestor Kunpeng said that they could have taken advantage of the conflict between the two clans of Lich and Monster, but now that the Monster clan was wiped out, they realized that they were naked in front of the Wizard clan.

If the Wu Clan went to war against them, the Zifuzhou lineage would have no resistance at all.

Although they have a large number of people now, and there are nearly 5000 billion monks, neither Prince Dong nor Patriarch Kunpeng have any confidence in a head-to-head confrontation with the Wu Clan.

It seems that only Di Jun died in battle this time, but the impact of this incident is so great that all creatures in the entire prehistoric world feel restless.

In the chaos, Tai Yi, who was looking for Taoist Wu Ya, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and his expression changed drastically.

"What exactly happened?"

Taiyi's heart was palpitating, but at this moment he had already penetrated into the chaos, and was looking for traces of Taoist Wuya with the Qianhun Emperor and the others, and it was too late to return to the prehistoric world to check the situation.

Seeing Tai Yi stop, the Thousand Hunting God Emperor asked:

"Tai Dao friend, but what's the matter?"

Tai Yi shook his head and replied:

"Nothing, let's continue looking for Taoist Wu Ya."

Tai Yi didn't have time to think about it, now that he had no way out, he could only find a way to deal with the Wu Clan first.

As for other things, even if it really happened, it would be useless for Taiyi to rush back immediately.

"Brother, you must be careful."

Tai Yi prayed secretly in his heart, and then disappeared into the chaos with the two supreme beings.

The death of Di Jun caused an uproar in the prehistoric world. When Taiqing heard the news of Di Jun's death, his face was extremely gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Sanqing was seriously injured in this battle, and they dare not even go back to Kunlun Mountain, let alone trouble Wu Yang and the others.

In the prehistoric world at this time, the situation has changed drastically, and the breath of boundless calamity has dissipated invisible.

The luck of the monster clan quickly dissipated, and the once prosperous monster clan was completely wiped out, becoming a thing of the past in the prehistoric river.

The luck of the monster clan dissipated, while the luck of the witch clan began to gather rapidly.

This time the Yaozu was uprooted, and the fall of the Demon Emperor Jun allowed the Wuzu to end a powerful enemy since its birth, which also made the Wuzu's luck stronger.

The luck of Wu Yang and the ancestral witches has obviously improved. Their minds are transparent, their thoughts are clear, and their practice is more effective with less effort.

"We killed Emperor Jun, which can be said to be a major victory. From now on, our Wu Clan will be invincible."

Dijiang Zuwu said happily that being able to destroy Dijun is of great significance to the Wu clan.

The ancestral witches came to the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the palace where the Sanqing practiced was right in front of them.

After Sanqing escaped, those boys and servants had long since disappeared.

Wu Yang entered the palace together with everyone, and searched everything here.

Not to mention, there are quite a lot of treasures in Sanqing, and Wu Yang directly found the Bajing Palace Lantern and Yuxu Palace Lantern here.

In addition to the lotus lamp in Wu Yang's hand, he has already gathered three of the four innate magic lamps.

"Since Sanqing doesn't want to stay in Kunlun Mountain, then demolish this place."

Zhu Rong's ancestor witch punched out, and the endless divine light flew away, smashing the temple with one blow.

The infinite divine fire spread, and quickly burned Sanqing's dojo into a pile of ashes.

Wu Yang and Jiufeng returned to Tiangong together, and Emperor Jiang Zuwu took everyone back to Mount Buzhou.

The death of the demon emperor Jun dissipated more than half of the aura of calamity in the prehistoric world, and the calamity of the lich was completely over.

It's just that there are still a lot of calamity hidden in the prehistoric world. The Lich catastrophe is over, but a new calamity has already been quietly brewing, and there is no plan to restore the prehistoric calamity to peace.

"My reward should be arriving soon, I wonder if there will be any unexpected good things this time?"

Wu Yang was looking forward to it. He closed his eyes and practiced in the Heavenly Palace, waiting for the reward with peace of mind.

The Wu Clan regained their tranquility again, but the situation in the prehistoric world changed drastically.

The first is the Soaring Snake clan, they disappeared overnight, and there was no member of the Soaring Snake tribe in the Ten Thousand Snake Mountain.

No one knows where the Teng Snake clan has moved to, it's as if they just evaporated.

In the Arctic Temple, Zhiming Shenjun was silent. At the beginning, he wanted to follow the example of Baihu Shengjun and wanted to join the ranks of dealing with the witch clan.

However, only now did he realize that the strength of the Wu Clan was simply beyond what he could handle.

Even if he has the title of Arctic Sage King, but in the face of the absolute strength of the Wu Clan, all this is not easy at all.

"It seems that the choice of ancestor Xuangui was correct. If I had fought against the Wu Clan, maybe they would have killed me in this North Pole Temple by now."

Zhiming Shenjun sighed, before he wanted to improve his cultivation, completely ignoring the difference in strength between the enemy and us.

Now that Emperor Zhijun was killed and Sanqing was expelled, Zhiming Shenjun understood.

The will of heaven cannot protect him completely.

"The white tiger sage can be killed, and I can't escape death. It is unwise to be an enemy of the Wu clan."

Zhiming Shenjun shook his head, he gave up the obsession in his heart, turned into an old turtle, and once again shrank in the ice river of the North Pole.

Among the four extreme sages, only the Zhiming sage doesn't care about ethnic groups at all. The other three seem to have no close connection with their respective ethnic groups, but they are all secretly helping the ethnic groups develop.

Only Zhiming Shengjun, he never worried, everything was left to the Xuangui Patriarch to socialize.

Now it seems that the ancestor of Xuangui is still better than Zhiming Shengjun in terms of foresight.

The Xuangui Patriarch joined Wu Yang, which not only benefited him, his strength broke through to the quasi-sage realm, but also greatly increased the luck of the entire ethnic group. Over the years, the Beihai Xuangui lineage has slowly risen, and their strength has far surpassed that of Wu Yang. In the past, Yin Yin became an extremely powerful force.

Zhiming Shenjun no longer interfered with the affairs of the Wu Clan, which made Xuan Kun extremely flustered.

Originally, he could rely on the name of Zhiming Shenjun to show off his might, but now Zhiming Shenjun has the intention of not doing anything anymore, which makes Xuan Kun completely lose his support.