In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

Many scenes of world destruction continued to appear on the western land. At this moment, the originally fragile western land veins finally collapsed completely.

The veins of heaven and earth were floating, and endless evil energy gathered in an instant. The many karmas that destroyed the earth rushed directly towards Pangu's true body.

The most decisive person in the scene was the Saint Zhunti after he realized that the Saint Jie Yin had returned to the Heavenly Way.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tree behind him suddenly swished towards the void, and in an instant the space that was originally sealed by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation was directly broken, and his figure disappeared in it.

The Saint Zhunti actually ran away like this! !

The Western scenes of the past, where Buddhist chants lingered and temples were everywhere, were now all in ruins, leaving only the cracked earth and the endless magma rolling in this doomsday land.

"Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

"Is this the scene that can attract the power of the great god Pangu? It is truly terrifying to the extreme!"

"With the blessing of Lady Pingxin, the Twelve Capitals Heavenly God Killing Formation is terrifying. It has come to this point. I must never provoke the Wu Clan in the future!"

"The current Wu Clan is the true protagonist of the world. I just don't know when a new Wu Clan like Gu Chuan will truly appear among the Wu Clan?!"

"I'm so scared! How dare another Furukawa show up?"

Many powerful people in the ancient times who were paying attention to this battle only felt their minds shaken, and the earth-shaking axe appeared in their minds again.

In fact, whenever they recalled this scene in their minds, they would feel a trace of the Tao emerging in their hearts and constantly stimulating their souls.

But without exception, many powerful people only felt that the prehistoric world, which was not very stable to begin with, had undergone another sudden change.

However, there was still a strong man who thought of something extremely important.

The sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

The old man of the Styx, who was paying close attention to the changes in the west, suddenly stood up, a look of joy on his face, and laughed.

"Hahaha, you deserve it, you deserve it! Back then, you shameless fellow came to my Netherworld Blood Sea and bullied a quasi-saint like a saint. How could you not have thought about the consequences you would face now?"

Although the old man of the Styx felt happy, he was still very keenly aware of something extremely important.

"Ancestor Hongjun went to various places?!

The world is now in chaos, with even the Western Emperor nearly destroyed. Why hasn't he come out to enforce justice? Could it be that he's not even in the world at all?

……

The vast starry sky.

The Queen Mother of the West, with the light of merit floating around her, stood in the extremely cold starry sky, looking at the Kunlun mirror in her hand with a slight frown.

After a long time, she said calmly.

"I didn't expect that Saint Zhunti would escape. But why haven't we seen Patriarch Hongjun yet?

Is he in seclusion cultivating, or is he chasing the world behind that extraterritorial demon? "

The former extraterritorial demon is no longer a secret in the ancient times. Instead, he is being talked about by many powerful people.

After all, this represents something new, perhaps a new world.

But now, Patriarch Hongjun has not appeared yet, which is a bit intriguing.

However, due to the remaining influence of Patriarch Hongjun, few people dared to jump out.

However, the Lord of Heaven and Queen Mother Yaochi in the Heavenly Palace changed their expressions at this moment.

boom!

Haotian smashed the exquisite teacup in front of him to the ground, and his early quasi-saint realm burst out instantly, completely overturning everything around him.

"Damn it! How dare these brute-headed bastards do this? They actually dared to send the soul of the Saint Jie Guiding back to heaven. Aren't they afraid of the teacher's revenge?"

When Lord Haotian thought about the wrath of his teacher that he would face next, the anger in his heart suddenly became even stronger.

If he had not been unable to defeat the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation formed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he would probably have already joined the Witch Clan to ask for an explanation.

Seeing that Haotian was so unworthy of his position, Queen Mother Yaochi frowned slightly, but still gave some advice in the end.

"What happened today was because I didn't notice the changes in the prehistoric world. I should have informed the teacher as soon as possible.

Moreover, the Twelve Ancestral Witches dared to attack the Two Saints of the West, so they naturally have reason to attack my Heavenly Court!"

When the Queen Mother of the West said this, Lord Haotian felt his heart tremble slightly, and his originally angry expression instantly returned to rationality at this moment.

He is not a guiding saint. Although he died, he can be resurrected with the help of his soul entrusted in the great way of heaven.

If that group of barbarians really attacked the Heavenly Palace, even with the protection of the Great Array of Stars in the Heavens, he might not be able to survive!

"Yes. The most important thing now is to inform the teacher about this and have him come forward!"

When she saw Lord Haotian, she finally reacted. A hint of coldness appeared in the eyes of Queen Mother Yaochi, but she suppressed it immediately.

"Perhaps I can contact Lady Pingxin. After all, everyone says that she has great love. Although she took action today, all of this is based on the aggressiveness of the Western religion."

"What's more, if we don't make friends with him now, I'm afraid that after the teacher comes back... there will be no chance!"

Thinking of this, the Queen Mother of the West slowly left the Heavenly Palace, and then her figure flashed slightly as she headed towards the tunnel.

……

Deep in the six realms of reincarnation.

"call!"

Furukawa slowly exhaled, and he instantly felt that his body had become a lot lighter.

The many burdens that had been weighing on him completely disappeared at this moment.

Based on today's battle alone, the arrival of the Conferred God Tribulation will be delayed by at least tens of thousands of years.

Before the return of ancestor Hongjun, the Wu clan will be extremely stable, and no one will dare to provoke them.

However, he had foresight and placed a ray of inspiration in the mind of Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and suppressed everything, so that the ancient witch clan remained unchanged.

"Now we just need to remove the Western power called the Saint from Houyi's mind, and everything will be stable!"

Guchuan's white robe moved slightly, and he slowly left the dark space of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

His black hair fluttered behind him, and a hint of smile appeared in Guchuan's dark purple eyes. Then he looked at the space in front of him.

I saw that the originally excellent Netherworld space was torn open by a huge force in an instant, and then several figures walked out of it.

"Great Wizard Houyi, are you all right after not seeing you for ten thousand years?"

Furukawa looked at Houyi, who had a grim expression on his face and was bathed in golden light. A faint smile appeared on his face and he greeted him.

"Furukawa!?

How is this possible? You died ten thousand years ago. How could you still be alive? This is absolutely impossible!

Houyi was terrified, and seemed unable to accept these things at all.

However, the smile on Furukawa's face became even more intense. He grabbed the void in front of him slightly, and a line of cause and effect fell on his hand.

"Give up struggling. You can't convey any information in front of me!"