Chapter 173: The Final Battle Between the Lich and the Witch, the Fall of Fuxi

Boom boom!

Thousands of years later, a loud noise spread throughout the prehistoric world, shocking many creatures and startling many powerful beings.

Since the ancient dragon and phoenix catastrophe, the prehistoric world has once again erupted in a war that affected the entire prehistoric world.

There are battles everywhere, in the mountains, rivers, and lakes.

The witch clan and the demon clan finally ushered in the final battle, and both sides must decide the final victory.

This battle is inevitable, and the contradictions between the two sides can no longer be adjusted. Only one side of the witch and the demon clan can survive.

"Flat-haired beast, did I let you fly in the sky?"

"Witch barbarian, take my thunder method!"

"Beasts are beasts, they only know how to use these soft attacks."

"Despicable demon beasts, even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

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In this battle, no one from the witch clan or the demon clan retreated, and they were all fighting hard.

This is a battle of races and a battle of the great way.

Even the weak celestial beings and ordinary witches, as long as they participate in the war, will fight hard.

If the demons win, then the Heaven will firmly hold the position of the co-lord of the Heaven, monopolize the destiny of the prehistoric world, and no one can threaten their position.

If the witches win, then they can destroy the Nine Heavens, and let Buzhou Mountain reach the Nine Netherworld and the Nine Heavens again, instead of being pressed down by the Nine Heavens.

In the eyes of many creatures in the prehistoric world, it is irrational for the witches to fight a life-and-death battle with the demons just because of this matter.

In fact, it is not the case. Other creatures in the prehistoric world are in awe of heaven and earth, so they will act according to cause and effect, and they think that Buzhou Mountain is meaningless.

But the witches do not respect heaven and earth, but only worship Pangu. Buzhou Mountain is the spine of Pangu, the great god. How can they tolerate the Nine Heavens pressing on the top of Buzhou Mountain?

For the witches, the Nine Heavens pressing on the top of Buzhou Mountain is more serious than shitting directly on their heads.

Moreover, this pile of shit is still tens of thousands of years old. With their temper, how could they swallow this breath?

As the war continued, the calamity of heaven and earth became more and more intense, causing many great powers in the prehistoric world to frown.

When they each used their magical powers and looked at the two completely crazy witch and lich tribes, their uneasiness became stronger.

The two tribes continued to have creatures falling, first the celestial immortals, then the true immortals, the mysterious immortals, followed by the golden immortals, the Taiyi golden immortals, and finally the Daluo golden immortals and the great witches.

The world wailed, accompanied by billions of corpses, and a bloody rain fell. The corpses of the demon tribe were like dumplings, and they kept falling from the sky, densely packed and endless.

The situation of the witch tribe was equally miserable, and a large number of witch tribe members died in the war.

In the Ninth Heaven, the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons Array and the Zhoutian Star Array collided violently, and a Pangu figure standing tall and upright rushed in the boundless sea of ​​stars.

Because Hou Tu passed on the inheritance of the Axe of Creation in Pangu's Seal to other ancestors of the Wu Clan.

Even if they only learned a part of it, the power of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons Array still soared, far beyond the memory of the traverser.

The strength of Pangu's true body was more solid, containing infinite power, and every move had the power to destroy the world.

Under the attack of Pangu's true body, Di Jun was forced to use all his strength to operate the Zhoutian Star Array to resist the attack of the ancestors.

But even so, every time Pangu's true body swung the giant axe, it could smash a large number of stars and smash the starry sky transformed by the Zhoutian Star Array to pieces.

But the situation of Pangu's true body was not optimistic.

The stars in the Zhoutian Star Array fell like raindrops, and every collision made Pangu's true body dim a little, and gradually, cracks appeared on his body.

Feeling the two formations bursting out with all their strength, exerting a terrifying might that was not weaker than that of a saint, the face of the Heavenly Saint became more solemn.

As saints, they could see more clearly than other creatures and knew the horror of these two formations.

Especially Jie Yin and Zhunti, because they owed the Heavenly Cause and Effect, their cultivation was originally weaker than other saints.

If they were asked to face any formation directly, they would not have much chance of winning.

It can be seen how strong these two formations are!

For ordinary Daluo Jinxian, the stronger the strength, the shorter the battle will last.

But once the strength breaks through a certain limit, the battle will not end too quickly unless one side has the strength to crush the other.

In the end, after hundreds of years of stalemate between the witches and the demons, because the witches did not cultivate their souls, their physical strength was not as long as their magic power. The ancestor witch was the first to run out of physical strength and had to stop the Twelve Dutian Shensha formation.

However, the demons were also not feeling well.

The witch ancestors knew very well that if they lost the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and the demons could maintain the Heavenly Star Formation, the battle would end with the defeat of the witches.

So, before dispersing the formation, they controlled Pangu's true body and chopped the last axe with all their strength.

This axe contained the remaining power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, and the axe light was unprecedentedly dazzling.

Under one axe, the Heavenly Star Formation was instantly broken by half, and Di Jun and others were also unable to maintain the formation. Even the Nine Heavens were hit and collapsed in large areas, and a large number of areas rushed down from the sky and hit the prehistoric land heavily.

If these areas were allowed to fall, not only would the prehistoric creatures suffer heavy casualties, but even the prehistoric land would suffer serious damage.

Since the witches were not good at flying, the main battlefield was on the ground.

Under the hundreds of years of fighting between the witches and demons, the prehistoric land had already suffered huge damage and had long become dilapidated.

The Nine Heavens are nine vast and boundless worlds. Even if there are only some fragments, they are extremely vast and heavy.

If the fragments of the Nine Heavens are allowed to fall from the sky, the veins in these areas will be severely damaged.

If the situation is serious, these areas will even become like the West, with the veins cracking inch by inch, and become desolate and barren from then on, without spiritual energy.

Once this happens, it will bring huge karma to the two races of witches and liches.

At the same time, the damage to the veins will also damage the authority of the underground.

No matter what the reason is, it is not what Huang Long wants to see.

Fortunately, Huang Long has always taken precautions in doing things.

As early as more than 10,000 years ago, he had made preparations in advance.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the fragments of the Nine Heavens falling from the sky, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, and had more respect for Huang Long.

"As expected of the Yellow Dragon Saint, his vision is far-reaching, which is beyond our imagination."

Then, he took out the Earth Book according to the method passed on by the Yellow Dragon, and connected the prehistoric earth veins with the help of the earth's authority opened for him by the Yellow Dragon.

"Rise!"

The next moment.

The earth's essence rose from the earth veins, forming a fetal membrane, protecting the earth, supporting the falling Nine Heavens fragments bit by bit, and wrapping these fragments in the earth's essence bit by bit.

But this is not over yet. As time goes by, these Nine Heavens fragments wrapped in the earth's essence gradually turn into pure origins and merge into the earth veins.

Compared to the entire prehistoric earth, the fragments of the Nine Heavens are nothing.

But accumulating a little makes a lot, it is also a considerable income, and it is also a big improvement for the prehistoric earth veins.

In the ancient times, after the war between the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, although the first unicorn sacrificed himself to repair the damaged earth veins.

But the prehistoric world is too big. Not to mention the most severely damaged west, there are still many damaged earth veins in various parts of the prehistoric world.

As the fragments of the Nine Heavens turned into pure origins and merged into the earth, these damaged veins were gradually repaired.

Let the spiritual energy of the prehistoric world become more concentrated, and make the prehistoric world more complete.

As the only executor of this matter, Zhen Yuanzi gained a lot of merit.

The whole prehistoric world was in trouble, but only Zhen Yuanzi gained merit, which naturally attracted the attention of many great powers in the prehistoric world.

After they deduced the reason, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Huang Long looked too far ahead.

They also noticed the disaster brought by the final battle between the two kinds of witches and liches, but they could only passively defend.

But Huang Long had already made arrangements in advance to reduce the damage of the two kinds of witches and liches to the prehistoric world.

He could even convert these damages into his own interests.

It was so terrifying!

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Nine Heavens.

After the two formations were forced to be lifted, the battle continued. Today's battle was destined to not end peacefully.

The ancestor witch led the elite of the witch clan and met the elite of the demon clan led by Emperor Jun, and the most brutal fight began.

Soon.

The elite of the witch and demon clans suffered heavy casualties, and a large number of Daluo Jinxian and great witches had already fallen.

The earth and the sky were stained red with blood, and the heaven and earth expressed compassion for this.

And this is just the beginning.

As the battle continued, the quasi-saints of the demon clan and the ancestor witch of the witch clan had already killed themselves, and the influence of the calamity on them became more and more serious.

Gradually, some quasi-saints were bleeding and even died.

"Alas!"

Looking at the witch and demon clans that were constantly dying around him, Fuxi's eyes regained clarity and he sighed suddenly.

He was an innate sacred, a unique existence between heaven and earth, not belonging to any race, and also not belonging to the demon clan.

At the beginning, he joined the demon clan just for the luck of the heaven, and wanted to go further with this.

After the establishment of the heaven, he found that the existence of the demon clan could indeed allow the prehistoric world to establish a stable order.

If the Heavenly Court could firmly hold the throne of the Lord of Heaven and Earth, perhaps the chaos of the prehistoric world could be ended.

After understanding this, Fuxi truly accepted the identity of the demon clan Xihuang.

However, it was unknown when the behavior of the demon clan gradually changed from the original intention of maintaining the order of the prehistoric world to the desire to become the overlord of the prehistoric world.

All races that did not obey the command of the Heavenly Court were exterminated and slaughtered.

In the end, it evolved to this point.

Those who can cultivate the quasi-saints have great wisdom.

At this last moment, Fuxi finally understood the reason. He looked up at the sky and sighed helplessly.

Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations.

He looked far in the direction of Jinxiutian, and seemed to understand why Nuwa had not appeared in the world for all these years.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head, looked around with nostalgia, and a sense of determination appeared on his body.

Fuxi's slender fingers trembled the strings of the zither, taking the Wood Ancestor Witch and the Rain Ancestor Witch away from the battlefield, and chose to self-destruct with a "boom".

Since there is no way out, why not use my life to do something for the demon clan and Nuwa!

"Brother!"

Jinxiutian, Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa's face suddenly changed, she broke free from the shackles of the black chain, came to the top of the Nine Heavens, and took away the remaining soul of Fuxi.

During this period, the Shangqing Saint who came to block the door did not stop him.

Although Hongjun ordered him to come here to stop Nuwa from helping the demon clan, he also had his own sense of propriety.

If Nuwa was not allowed to save even the remaining soul of Fuxi, I am afraid she would not have cooperated in staying in the Nuwa Palace like she has for hundreds of years.

By then, it would be really counterproductive.

Besides, the way that the Shangqing Saint cultivates is to seize a glimmer of life for the creatures of heaven and earth, so how could he stop Nuwa?

The netherworld, Liudao Mountain.

Seeing the death of the Wood Ancestor Witch and the Rain Ancestor Witch, Hou Tu also looked ugly, with two lines of tears on her face.

She looked at the three saints Yuqing, Jieyin and Zhunti at the edge of the netherworld, with cold eyes and murderous intent.

"Are you sure you want to stop me?"

"The two races of witches and liches have such a fate, I hope that Lady Pingxin will not go against the will of heaven!"

The Yuqing Saint had no expression on his face, and the Pangu Banner had already appeared in his hand.

If the Shangqing Saint was here, he would only stop Hou Tu from participating in the war between witches and liches, but he would not stop Hou Tu from leaving a glimmer of life for the twelve ancestor witches.

But the Yuqing Saint is different, he cultivates the way of following heaven.

Since the way of heaven shows that the two races of witches and liches are destined to have this disaster, then all those who participate should bear the due consequences in this disaster.

"I'm going to go against the will of heaven today. I want to see if you can stop me!"

Hou Tu snorted coldly. Even though there were three Heavenly Saints in front of her, she did not retreat at all. She grabbed the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and dragged Yu Qing, Jie Yin and Zhunti into the chaos.

Even if the quasi-saints fought, they could cause great damage to the prehistoric world, not to mention the battle between four saints.

It's true that Hou Tu is the ancestor of the witch clan, but she is also a genuine saint, the goddess of peace in the netherworld. She can't let the prehistoric world be destroyed because of her own selfish desires.

Yu Qing Saint knew that Hou Tu would not give up until today, so he took the initiative to follow in.

Only Jie Yin and Zhunti looked sad. What about the formalities they agreed to go through?

They were not afraid of Hou Tu, but Huang Long brought them a huge psychological shadow. If possible, they really didn't want to have any intersection with the netherworld.

What if after this incident, Huang Long went to Mount Xumi to block the door on the grounds that they were outnumbered, what would they do?

The Three Pure Ones were of the same blood, so they were not so afraid, but they really could not beat Huang Long...

Return to the Ruins.

Huang Long was also tripped by the Heavenly Dao Saint. On the surface, the visitor was the Great Purity Saint.

But in fact, the one who really blocked him in the Return to the Ruins was Hongjun Daozu in the Purple Sky Palace.

In response, Huang Long just smiled slightly, sat in the pavilion, and drank tea leisurely.

He has always been well prepared in advance and then waited for things to happen. Now he has done what he should do, just waiting for the opportunity to come, and then he will act with thunder to get the result he wants.

The reason why he is not moving now is that the time is not yet ripe. Acting too early is not conducive to his own plan.

It is impossible for the witch and demon calamity to have no sacrifices, and Huang Long cannot save everyone. All he can do is to reduce casualties as much as possible and save some lives.

At the same time, with Fuxi's self-destruction, the battle in the Ninth Heaven entered its final stage.