Chapter 109: War Between Liches and Wizards

East China Sea.

Huang Long stared at the towering Nine Heavens that suddenly appeared in the sky far away, with a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

The appearance of the Nine Heavens not only symbolizes the rise of the Heavenly Court, but also means that the Immortal Court is gradually losing the favor of heaven and earth, and its era is about to end.

"The establishment of the Heavenly Court foreshadows the decline of the Immortal Court." Huang Long muttered to himself, with a sense of urgency in his heart, "I don't have much time left..."

With the establishment of the Heavenly Court and the decline of the Immortal Court, the pattern of the prehistoric world will soon change from a three-legged tripod to a tit-for-tat between the demon clan and the witch clan.

For the witch clan, the appearance of the Nine Heavens is a blasphemy against Mount Buzhou, the witch clan, and the great god Pangu. They will definitely not tolerate this and will counterattack the Heavenly Court next.

This will further deteriorate the relationship between the witch and the demon clan, and eventually trigger the witch and demon catastrophe!

If Huang Long wants to save more members of the witch clan during the catastrophe, he will prepare as soon as possible.

If conditions permit, he will also try his best to save Tianyang, after all, he is one of the few Taoist friends in the prehistoric world.

"The prehistoric world will become more and more chaotic, and I don't know if Baimi has returned to Yunmeng Fairy Island..."

Huang Long shook his head and sighed, and then stopped thinking about it. Looking at the sea water below without any abnormality, he quietly waited for the opportunity to come.

Buzhou Mountain.

Gonggong had just destroyed a force of the heavenly court and returned to Pangu Temple with a murderous look on his face.

But before he sat down, the towering Nine Heavens came into view. His eyes instantly became cold, and anger quickly grew in his heart.

"Demon clan, you deserve to die!"

Gonggong roared, his face livid.

He felt an unprecedented provocation. Buzhou Mountain is the holy land of the Wu clan, but now the Nine Heavens is located above Buzhou Mountain. Isn't this equivalent to riding on the head of the Wu clan? How can he bear this?

He immediately urged the Great Way of Water, and the sea water began to surge. Endless angry waves gathered behind him and rushed towards the sky.

The other eleven witch ancestors in Pangu Hall also showed anger on their faces.

"You flat-haired beasts are so bold, how can the Father allow you to blaspheme!"

"This primitive world was opened up by the Father, and only my witch clan is qualified to rule it. What is the witch clan, and what is the heavenly way?!"

Hou Tu and others followed closely behind, leading the elite of the witch clan to rush into the sky.

The twelve witch ancestors charged in front, leading the way.

The evil spirit rushed straight into the sky, and the turbid air covered the sun and the moon.

In the Sun Star, Di Jun's deep eyes penetrated the endless void and noticed the movement of Mount Buzhou.

He was not panicked by this, but showed a kind of calmness and confidence.

Since he calculated that the Nine Heavens would be located on the top of Mount Buzhou, he had foreseen the situation today.

Di Jun knew the importance of Mount Buzhou to the witch clan, and understood that they would never tolerate the Heavenly Court hanging over their holy land.

However, Di Jun had already planned this.

He believed that as long as the strategy was right, this conflict could become an opportunity for the demon clan to rise.

If the demon clan could show its powerful strength in front of many great powers in the prehistoric world and successfully repel the attack of the witch clan, then the reputation of the demon clan would surely rise and shock the prehistoric world.

"The witch clan is just a group of barbarians."

Emperor Jun smiled contemptuously, turned to the guests and said:

"Everyone, please wait a moment, we will be back soon!"

Then, Emperor Jun led the demon clan army, and Donghuang Taiyi broke through the void and headed to the Nine Heavens.

They had only one goal - to repel the witch clan in front of many great powers in the prehistoric world!

Bai Mi looked at the demon clan army waiting in the Nine Heavens, and the strong evil spirit rising from below, and Bai Mi's eyes showed a trace of worry.

She had spent hundreds of years with Hou Tu, Xing Tian and other witch clan friends in Buzhou Mountain.

She also established a deep friendship with fellow demons such as Donghuang Taiyi and Bai Ze on the Sun Star.

Now, both sides have people she cherishes, so she naturally sincerely hopes that the demons and witches can coexist peacefully and avoid war.

What worries Bai Mi even more is that once the demons and witches go to war, Su Hao may be caught in a dilemma, and this worry makes her feel even heavier.

Bai Ze noticed Bai Mi's worry, and he stretched out a claw, gently patted Bai Mi's shoulder, and advised her kindly:

"Don't worry, everything has a destiny, and if the sky falls, there are tall people to support it."

"Tall people support it..."

Bai Mi suddenly realized that her worries about these things seemed a bit redundant, and this was a problem that Su Hao should consider.

Thinking of this, she smiled with relief and decided not to worry too much.

Bai Mi turned to focus on the food in front of her. While tasting the spiritual fruits on the table, she put some of them away and prepared to take them back for Ling Xi and others to taste.

At the same time, Zong Dongtian.

The demon army, led by Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi and Kunpeng, fought a fierce battle with the witch tribe.

The two sides did not say anything, and the first meeting was a life-and-death battle.

The witch tribe fought for Buzhou Mountain and Pangu God.

The demon tribe wanted to show its powerful strength in front of the great power of the prehistoric world.

Soon, the whole sky was stained with blood, the sound of killing shook the sky, and blood rained from the sky.

There were constant deaths of demons and witches, countless deaths and injuries of Golden Immortals, Taiyi Golden Immortals were bleeding on the spot, and even Daluo strongmen fell.

The two sides fought hard, whether it was the demon tribe or the witch tribe, they were already blood-thirsty.

Then, the Nine Heavens was the territory of the demon tribe, and it was blessed by the merits of the heaven.

Whether it is the Demon Clan Daluo or the four major masters, their strength has improved to a higher level, and they have the help of the great formation of the Nine Heavens.

In addition, they have five quasi-holy warriors. Even if Houtu is strong, one person can hold down three people including Donghuang Taiyi. In terms of high-end combat power, the Wu clan still lags behind.

As time passed, the demon clan gradually gained the upper hand.

East China Sea.

Huang Long stared at the fierce battle between the two sides in the sky, and he did not feel distressed by the large number of deaths of the Wu clan.

In order to save more Wu clan members, necessary sacrifices are inevitable.

At the same time, he also clearly realized that this war would not simply end with the defeat of the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan still had a trump card that they had not used yet!

As long as the Witch Clan uses this trump card, even if there are five quasi-sages in Heaven, there is no chance of winning.

In the end, Ancestor Hongjun will intervene to mediate. As one of the supreme beings in the prehistoric world and a saint of heaven, it is absolutely impossible for him to watch the Nine Heavens be destroyed.

And Hongjun's appearance is the opportunity Huang Long has been waiting for!

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for the witch clan, the twelve ancestral witches suddenly became anxious.

If it were in the past, the Witch Clan would have lost if they lost.

But now that Jiuchongtian is riding on their head, they absolutely cannot tolerate losing like this.

"It's time for Honghuang to see the power of Father God."

Hou Tu and the other eleven ancestral shamans looked at each other and joined forces without hesitation, using mysterious steps to set up the formation of the Twelve Capital Gods.

This is the unique inheritance he got from Kaitian Yiaxe. This is also a powerful inheritance that only members of the Wu Clan can get!

Boom!

Boundless evil aura rose up and enveloped the entire heaven.

An ancient, desolate, majestic and terrifying pressure came from the center of the great formation formed by the twelve ancestral witches, making all creatures in the prehistoric world tremble with fear.

Ordinary birds and animals were frightened and fainted on the spot.

The living beings who set foot on the spiritual path were trembling in fear, their eyes were full of horror, and they were uneasy.

The powerful people who were paying attention to this battle had ups and downs in their hearts, and those with top supernatural powers had a look of surprise on their faces.

From that great formation, they felt a terrifying pressure that they had never experienced before.

It seems that heaven and earth cannot compare with it, and time and space cannot compete with it.

The sun, moon and stars will also become eclipsed in front of him.

In other words, the sun, moon and stars are what his body transformed into!

A burly figure standing tall on the sky and the earth appeared from the formation. The sun and moon were his eyes, the earth was his body, and the stars were three thousand hairs. He was infinitely majestic and boundless!

Just standing there is above all the truths that sentient beings are struggling to pursue.

"That's...Pangu!"

On the Sun Star, Taoist Sanqing was at a loss for words.

They desperately suppressed the call deep in their hearts and suppressed the restless spirit that wanted to break out of the body. Their expressions were solemn as never before.

Even Taiqing Taoist, who had always been calm and unfazed, now had a sinking look on his face.

It is true that they were transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and they have obtained the merits of opening the sky, but they are now Sanqing Taoists, not Pangu's Yuanshen, nor anyone else's Yuanshen!

They are Sanqing, nothing else!

Zifuzhou, Xianting.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Duke Dongwang suddenly had a bright smile on his face.

"What a wizard!"

"What a Pangu!"

"The saint will not deceive me!"

The demon clan has become a serious problem for him, making him feel like a pain in his throat. Seeing the demon clan's misfortune, he is very happy.

For him, the best thing is to collapse the heaven in this battle and make Emperor Jun bleed.

As for the threat from the Witch Clan, we will wait until the Monster Clan falls to the leading role in the world.

All those with great supernatural powers were dumbfounded, and violent storms arose in their hearts.

No one thought that the Witch Clan could summon Pangu’s true body projection!

Di Jun and other powerful monsters turned pale and turned extremely ugly. Seeing that Heaven was about to gain the upper hand, the Witch Clan summoned Pangu's real body.

Even Donghuang Taiyi, who had always been unruly and unparalleled in domination, realized after feeling the terrifying coercion of Pangu's true body projection that this was simply not an existence that he could match.

Even if it’s not the real person!

Even if it’s just a projection!

Even if it is not as powerful as the real Pangu Wanyi!

Damn it, Pangu is Pangu!

He is the greatest god of chaos!

He is the only great god who created the prehistoric world!

Just a hint of power is enough to cause the demon clan to collapse!

Click——!

At this moment, Pangu's figure standing tall on the sky finally moved, holding the sky ax in his hand, and suddenly slashed it down.

The fairy mountain collapsed and the palace collapsed.

In an instant, Jiuchongtian was severely damaged.

Everything became a mess, and countless innate spiritual roots, spiritual objects, and spiritual veins were shattered.

Dozens of figures fell down, spitting blood.

There are Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi and Kunpeng, as well as other powerful figures from the Monster Clan.

Pangu's figure moved again, and the ax light struck again, splitting the sky.

Donghuang Taiyi swallowed the blood in his mouth, took a step forward, and shook the Donghuang Bell with a clang, suppressing time and space and turning the world upside down.

Unfortunately, his cultivation level is still too low, and his strength is too different from Pangu's true body projection.

The innate treasure of the Chaos Bell was thrown out, and Donghuang Taiyi fell to the ground, vomiting blood and being seriously injured.

Pangu's figure said nothing and continued to raise the giant ax in his hand.

Emperor Jun and other high-ranking demons showed despair. If the axe fell, even if they could escape, the Nine Heavens would be destroyed, and the Heavenly Palace would be destroyed!

At this critical moment, a figure appeared without warning, raised his hand and pointed, blocking the axe light.

The man was dressed in a purple robe, with kind eyes and a strange appearance. He looked simple and unpretentious, like an ordinary old Taoist.

But no one dared to underestimate him, even if he was just an old Taoist.

The guests in Zixiao Palace were in awe, and hundreds of millions of creatures could not help but worship him and respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

The moment all living beings saw this old Taoist, it was as if they saw the Great Dao and the Supreme Being.

This old Taoist was the Heavenly Saint of the prehistoric world - Hongjun!

Facing this unfathomable Heavenly Saint, the twelve witch ancestors were still not afraid.

They did not respect the heaven and earth, and they didn't care what Heavenly Saint you were. As long as they blocked me, they were all enemies!

Under their control, Pangu raised his hand, and the axe light fell again.

The power of this axe was far different from the previous one, as if it was going to split the primitive world. The whole sky was shaking, and Hongjun's eyes showed a trace of surprise.

Obviously, he didn't expect that this projection of Pangu could still strike such a blow.

However, he didn't enter the realm of Hunyuan in ancient times, and now he is a saint of heaven, so he is not afraid of this terrifying blow.

The next moment, he waved his sleeves, and in just a few breaths, he smashed the axe light, and the remaining power came towards Pangu.

Hongjun originally thought that with this move, he could surely disintegrate Pangu and break the Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation.

But what he didn't expect was that this Pangu body would strike again with an axe.

And the power of this blow was even better than before, directly splitting the void!

But it wasn't over yet, another axe light came, and the power doubled again.

Hongjun appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with ripples.

Although the upper limit of the Twelve Gods and Demons Formation was extremely high, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had to improve their cultivation to a higher level in order to compete with the saints.

But he never expected that the three axes behind him had the power to shake the saints!

This was a variable beyond his expectations!

In an instant, Hongjun understood that this variable had occurred since his second sermon.

Looking at the three axes, which contained the power of the creation of the world, the terrible vision of the chaos being shattered and the birth of the world.

Hongjun's expression became more serious. To ensure that there would be no more variables, he used all his strength for the first time since he became a saint.

A round jade plate appeared above the projection of Pangu's true body. Although the current jade plate of creation was not perfect, there were also endless failures.

The next moment, in the shocked eyes of all living beings, the arrogant Pangu projection disintegrated, the Twelve Gods and Demons Formation was broken, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fell to the ground, and their expressions became unbelievable.

Hongjun looked deeply at the ancestor witch Hou Tu and said:

"From now on, the demons will control the sky, the witches will control the earth, and no war will be allowed within ten thousand years!"

After he finished speaking, Hongjun disappeared just like when he came.

The witches saw this and could only leave angrily, but they would not let go of their grudges with the demons.

Through this battle, they had a deeper understanding of the Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation. As long as their cultivation level was improved, the Pangu projection they summoned would be even more powerful.

At that time, even if Hongjun attacked again, they would not be defeated!

And just when Hongjun attacked, Huang Long also waited for the opportunity he wanted and started the action he had been waiting for for a long time.