The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 117: Lich Fights Again (Please Order)
After a sensational conflict between the human and demon races, the prehistoric world temporarily regained its peace, but the atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

The truce of the two tribes of Lich and Warlock that lasted for a period of one Yuan is about to end. The two sides have been preparing for a Yuan, and once the war starts again, one can imagine how large the scale of the commotion will be. It is probably more terrifying than the decisive battle of the first Dragon and Han disaster that broke out among the three tribes of Dragon, Phoenix and Kirin.

The entire prehistoric world is undercurrent, and both the Lich and the Warlock races are preparing for the upcoming war.

Finally, the truce of a Yuanhui arrived. The two tribes of Lich and Witch, who had quietly gathered their armies, launched an offensive against each other at the same time, and the war broke out.
The moment the two tribes attacked, the terrifying murderous aura caused the spiritual energy of the entire prehistoric world to become violent, the destiny of heaven was disordered, and all the practitioners, even some powerful ones, felt an invisible sense of oppression.

Above the nine heavens, the dense armies of the two tribes of warlocks and liches gathered like a torrent. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the terrible evil spirit condensed into a red mist that was as solid as a substance, rendering the dark clouds dark red.

The dark red sky seemed like the end of the world, causing all creatures in the ancient world to change color.

Then, like a torrent, the armies of the two races, the witches and liches, converged, instantly stirring up a bloody tide. Shouts of killing echoed throughout the vast wilderness, and massive military formations drew the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to converge.
For a moment, the battlefield between the two tribes of Lich and Warlock above the Nine Heavens suddenly became like boiling water. The violent energy fluctuations caused the space to vibrate and become chaotic, as if it was about to return to chaos.

Such a terrifying commotion made even several saints in the prehistoric world look solemn, because they felt the disorder of the Qi in the entire prehistoric world. Such a great war had affected the stability of the entire prehistoric world.

In the netherworld, above the sea of ​​blood, the dark void rippled, revealing the scene of a battle between the two races of witches and liches.
For a moment, all the Asuras who saw this scene were shocked, but then they became a little excited.

The Asuras are warlike. Although such a big battle shocked them, they were not afraid. Some of them even wanted to run over and have a big fight.

At the same time, they soon discovered that above the sea of ​​blood, as the blood rain fell in the picture, the blood mist visible to the naked eye also penetrated through space and gathered into the sea of ​​blood.
Swish. Blood flames blazed across the entire sea of ​​blood. At the same time, Taoist Honglian's voice echoed, "This battle is a rare opportunity for you all. Feeling the bloody, murderous energy it brings will aid your cultivation and enlightenment."

As soon as they heard the voice of Taoist Honglian, all the Asuras, from the high-level powerful men like Mara to the children who had just embarked on the path of cultivation, began to feel and comprehend it seriously.

At the same time, on the vast land, as the blood rain containing pure energy spirituality and strong murderous aura fell from the nine heavens, especially the blood of some powerful warriors of the two races of warlocks and liches, while nourishing the vegetation on the earth, the evil aura contained in it was undoubtedly an unstable factor.

"All the mountain gods, land gods, and water gods in the ancient world, mobilize the power of the earth veins to dispel the evil spirits." Zhen Yuanzi's voice instantly resounded in the ears of all the mountain gods, land gods, and water gods in the ancient world.

Suddenly, the earth vein formation on the entire prehistoric continent seemed to be quietly activated, and the power of the earth veins, as well as the power of the earth fire, water veins, etc., surged and began to cleanse and eliminate the influence of the evil spirit in the blood rain.

"Damn it." At the same time, in many deep mountains and dense forests in the ancient world, some black fog that was faintly diffused and wandering emitted waves of anger and unwillingness, and then disappeared.

"Such a strong evil spirit." In the Western Paradise, Jie Yin, who was sitting cross-legged on the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit, looked at the increasingly intense blood color in the nine heavens in the distance, and could not help but frowned slightly.

The Taoist Zhunti, with a lotus blooming under his feet and a mysterious spiritual light flowing, looked towards the direction of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

In the southwest sky of the prehistoric world facing the Netherworld Blood Sea, there was a faint illusory fifteenth-grade lotus blooming, absorbing the evil and violent energy formed by the battle between the Lich and the Warlock.

"The Netherworld Blood Sea absorbs and refines the evil spirits of the prehistoric world, which brings immeasurable merits! And the six reincarnations of the underworld. Such great merits and great fortunes have been taken away by Shi Mo and Hou Tu," said the Taoist Zhunti with some regret.

"My Western magic is also good at dissolving evil spirits. Perhaps I can make some plans to share some merits and fortune." "Hou Tu is okay, but Shi Mo is not someone you can easily mess with. This matter requires long-term planning, and it's better to be cautious," said Jie Yin.

In the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, the red lotus fire on the fifteenth-grade world-refining lotus platform is blazing like a furnace, using evil and violent energy as fuel. It refines the evil and violent energy in the ancient times to naturally breed lotus seeds, while the power of merit is also constantly growing.

"Hmm?" Sitting cross-legged in the fiercely burning Red Lotus Karma Fire, Taoist Honglian frowned as if aware of something, opened his eyes, and muttered doubtfully:

"What's going on? Is someone plotting against me? Even though the mysteries of nature are so chaotic and unpredictable, I still feel something. It seems like they're not ordinary people, and this isn't an ordinary matter."

"I haven't sensed anything, but my evil corpse incarnation has noticed something. It seems most likely related to the Sea of ​​Blood and the Asura Clan. Could it be that the Western Jie Yin and the others are plotting against the Netherworld?"

Thinking of this, Taoist Honglian couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly: "As expected of a Western religion, it really is a far-reaching plan!"

"I just wonder if Zhunti will plot another decisive battle between the two tribes. Although the battle between the two tribes was very loud this time, it seemed to be just a test. It seems that there is no intention of a desperate decisive battle. Is it so restrained?"

While secretly investigating the situation of the war between the two races of wizards and liches above the Nine Heavens, Taoist Honglian was a little surprised.

On the other side, Zhen Yuanzi quietly came to Jiuding Tiecha Mountain.

On the top of Babao Peak, Shi Mo, standing with his hands behind his back, also frowned and looked up at the sky.

"Brother Shi Mo, should we take action directly?" Zhen Yuanzi asked Shi Molian when he saw him.

Shi Mo glanced at Zhen Yuanzi and nodded slightly. "The ancestors of the Wu Clan might be waiting for us to take action! Since they haven't made up their minds to fight the demon clan, let's help them."

At the same time, deep beneath the prehistoric earth, there was a boundary bead that was constantly devouring various innate original energies that were transformed by absorbing chaotic energy with the help of the earth vein formation.

Taoist Xingyun, who was enjoying spiritual fruit, tea, and chess with Huang Long, whose stomach had barely grown, suddenly frowned, sensing something. He then said to Huang Long, "I'm going out for a while!"

As he spoke, Taoist Xingyun disappeared in a flash, and the place where he was originally sitting quickly condensed into an energy incarnation. Although he could no longer eat or drink, he could continue to play chess with Huang Long to pass the time.

Above the nine heavens, the aura of pressure from two saints spread out. Seeing Shi Mo and Zhen Yuanzi appear, Di Jiang and other ancestor witches who were stationed at the rear of the witch army immediately came forward to greet them.

At the same time, the demon army reacted quickly, fighting and retreating, retreating like a tide and gathering in the Heavenly Palace.

(End of this chapter)