In the wild world, on the lich battlefield.

At this time, the lich war has stopped. The death of the nine ancestral witches of the witch clan, the death of Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Xihe and others of the demon clan has left the lich army that was fighting fiercely behind. They all paused.

At this time, the Lich army was facing each other. The ten demon gods of the Demon Clan glanced at the great witches and the Lich Clan army solemnly.

The great witches of the Witch Clan led the army of the Witch Clan and slowly retreated towards the rear, confronting the Demon Clan army below.

At this time, the lich army all retreated. The demon clan retreated to the side of Kunpeng and Bai Ze, while the witch clan retreated to the side of Gonggong Ancestral Witch, Chiyou Ancestral Witch, and Xuanming Ancestral Witch. Guard them, protect them.

Gonggong was knocked away before, but now he has returned and returned to the battlefield.

At this time, Gonggong returned to the battlefield, looking at the mess on the battlefield and the corpses of Wu clan soldiers everywhere. At this time, he looked around, but he felt very sad in his heart.

Just because he had been looking for so long and didn't find any of his brothers and sisters, at this moment, he felt sad.

At this time, he turned around and looked at the remaining Wu Clan army. There were originally hundreds of billions of troops and hundreds of billions of tribesmen, but now there were less than ten million left. At this moment, he was very sad.

It should be noted that during this expedition, they all went out in full force. Basically, there were not many people left in the 770 clan, but a big battle left only this few of his clan members dead and injured.

At this time, Gonggong really had a sense of sadness, and blood was constantly dripping in his heart.

Gonggong raised his eyes and looked forward, looking at the countless mountains of corpses and the countless lakes, with a look of despair in his eyes.

Gonggong looked at the blood-red lake, looking at the countless red colors shining under the light, but he didn't know how much Wu clan blood was in it.

Looking at the corpse mountain, looking at the corpses of the Wu clan soldiers, looking at the corpses of those tribesmen, it seemed to bring back memories of the past.

The more Gonggong looked at it, the sadder he became. At this time, he only felt infinite loneliness.

In the beginning, the twelve ancestral witches were born together and transformed together, but now he is the only one left.

Gonggong looked blankly at the ancient world. At this time, he was the only one left among the twelve ancestral witches. How could he miss the ancient world?

Now that his brothers and sisters have fallen into the arms of God Father Pangu, he will also return to the arms of Father God and follow his brothers and sisters.

Gonggong turned around and looked at the Wu Clan army, looking at Hou Yi and Xing Tian in front of the army, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"Xing Tian, ​​Hou Yi, from now on the Wu Clan will be controlled by the two of you. Lead the Wu Clan on a good path and don’t let the Wu Clan come to an end."

"Remember, we, the Witch Clan, have never been afraid of any other race in the sky and on the battlefield, and we don’t need to be afraid of any other race."

After Gonggong finished speaking, he turned around and flew towards Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain.

This move made Xingtian and Houyi a little confused, but they didn't react. They didn't know what Gonggong Ancestral Witch was planning to do.

Gonggong Gonggong flew towards Buzhou Mountain, and he reached Buzhou Mountain directly in the blink of an eye.

Xingtian and Houyi already understood at this time. At this time, they looked at Gonggong's actions and were about to speak. Seeing Gonggong Zuwu, he had already crashed into Buzhou Mountain

"The ancestral witches Gonggong, Chiyou and Xuanming are still there!"

Xing Tian roared. At this time, he was very anxious, but it was already a little late.

At this time, he only heard a loud noise, and then he saw Mount Buzhou begin to collapse.

Mount Buzhou is the support of the ancient world. The pillars of the sky are transformed from the backbone of Pangu.

Mount Buzhou itself has the supreme power of suppression. It supports the ancient sky and suppresses the ancient earth.

Buzhou Mountain has not been erected in the ancient world since the opening of the ancient world. The heaven and earth had never been damaged in any way.

But at this time, under the impact of Gonggong Ancestral Witch, it collapsed directly. At this moment, a group of people with great supernatural powers were very puzzled. They did not understand why this happened.

They are very clear about the power of Buzhou Mountain. It is the transformation of Pangu's backbone. They all know how strong it is. But at this time, under the impact of Gonggong Ancestral Witch, they were directly hit by it. It was destroyed. It was destroyed so easily and collapsed so easily, which surprised them.

Maybe there were many factors involved, but everyone was still very puzzled.

Chen Qing knew this. Everything, but he looked at it all indifferently.

At this time, he turned into a spectator, watching all this quietly, and would not stop anything.

At this time, Mount Buzhou collapsed, and the world of prehistoric times collapsed. Without the pillar supporting the sky, from now on, the ancient world will no longer have this sacred mountain. At this time

, the ancient world without the support of Buzhou Mountain has changed immediately.

The ancient sky seems to have lost its support, As if losing a balance point, it began to tilt towards the Western Emperor.

Without the suppression of Buzhou Mountain, the earth began to collapse towards the southeast.

At this moment, the sky tilted to the northwest and the earth sank to the southeast, and huge changes began to occur..

Above the prehistoric sky, there was a rain of blood, and the sky began to rain blood, and the prehistoric sky began to mourn.

Above the sky, where Buzhou Mountain originally supported the sky, there was a terrifying big hole. There was originally Buzhou Mountain supports the sky.

At this time, as Buzhou Mountain collapsed, a big hole appeared. At this time, the water of the Tianhe River poured down, and continued to fall towards the prehistoric land. Strange phenomena appeared in the prehistoric world. , a change occurred, and at this time, four huge roars were heard. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

A dragon roar, a tiger roar, a wind roar, and a beast roar.

With this After four roars, four huge beast shadows appeared. They were the four holy beasts that suppressed the four extremes of the world.

At this time, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu appeared one after another.

They were originally meant to suppress the four extremes of the world. When the heaven and earth changed, they appeared as soon as the holy beasts appeared. As soon as the four holy beasts appeared, they began to suppress the four poles of the ancient world with all their strength, preventing the sky from sinking any further.

However, the strength of the four holy beasts was no longer So powerful, how can they be the opponent of the prehistoric world.

At this time, the four of them exerted all their strength, but they were unable to stop the sky from sinking. The prehistoric sky was still sinking at this time, although the speed slowed down a bit, but Let's go down further.

At this moment, the Six Saints who were originally watching the battle could no longer watch calmly. At this moment, they appeared directly in this world.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Cult Master , Saint Nuwa, Saint Jieyin, Saint Zhunti, six saints from the prehistoric era appeared on the battlefield at the same time.

After they appeared, they directly communicated with the way of heaven, separated the six directions, exerted their whole body's power, displayed their Dharma, secretly united the heaven and earth with their own power, and began to support the ancient sky.

At this moment, the great magical powers who were watching the battle could no longer remain calm.

At this moment, everyone no longer hesitated, and began to use their magic power to transform the Dharma with all their strength, and began to support the ancient sky.

With everyone's full efforts to stop it, the fall of the prehistoric sky was finally stopped.

At this time, Chen Qing was watching all this indifferently, looking at the people holding the sky, with a look of thinking in his eyes.[]

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