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

Demon Clan Heaven.

Demon Palace.

"Haha, this Guchuan has finally left the Wu Clan!

If the Dragon Clan can hold him back for ten years, I will lead my army straight into the Dragon Clan and completely destroy Gu Chuan!"

Emperor Jun laughed loudly towards the sky and spoke in a loud voice.

Donghuang Taiyi nodded frequently, and the Donghuang Bell in his hand vibrated continuously, exploding with terrifying power.

"Your Majesty, the demon we sent to the Qilin tribe has returned!

Furthermore, the Qilin clan specially offered their most precious treasure, just to be able to join the demon clan and enjoy its good fortune!"

Bai Ze said from the side.

"Humph! The three tribes cursed by Heaven actually dream of gaining the demon tribe's luck and helping them calm their karmic fire!"

Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly and said.

If it weren't for the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, which required the support of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes to make further progress, how could the demon tribe be contaminated by the cause and effect left behind by the three tribes that created the world?

"Bai Ze, let the Qilin Messenger in!"

Di Jun comforted Donghuang Taiyi a little before speaking.

Not long after.

A dark green Qilin slowly walked into the Demon King's Palace.

An auspicious light rose from the Qilin's body, illuminating the surroundings, and a bit of mystery continued to emerge from the hearts of the monsters.

But everyone present was a person with great supernatural powers, so they could naturally see at a glance that this auspicious sign was filled with the fire of disaster and boundless karma, which was extremely terrifying.

"The Black Qilin pays homage to the two Demon Kings!"

The Qilin knelt directly in front of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, held a dazzling divine pearl in both hands, and spoke loudly.

"Your Majesty the Demon King, my Qilin clan is willing to offer this treasure to help the demons slaughter humans and condense the Witch-Slaying Sword!"

Looking at the magic pearl, Di Jun's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he said with great joy.

"Hahaha, with this treasure, our clan will surely be able to defeat those barbarians of the Witch Clan in the war between the Witches and Liches!"

……

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

"Hahaha, I really got rid of my anger today!"

Gonggong could not hide his joy and spoke loudly.

He looked back at the three innate spiritual treasures and hundreds of acquired spiritual treasures placed in his space.

Gonggong, the ancestor of water, felt more and more that Guchuan was powerful.

As for Furukawa?

"Great Wu Guchuan should have obtained the spirit stone that my Wu clan needs to activate its spiritual treasure, right?"

Gonggong, the ancestor of water, slowly stood up and walked directly towards the coast of the East China Sea while thinking.

He completely ignored the extremely ugly expressions of the many dragons behind him.

"Could it be possible that Father would let him leave like this?"

The returning Ya Zi looked at Gong Gong, the ancestor of water, leaving and said in a low voice with anger and unwillingness.

"enough!"

The Dragon King of the East Sea changed his previous image of a good guy, and shouted in a cold voice with a stern look of authority without getting angry.

"My dragon clan is a wealthy family. Although these spiritual treasures are quite valuable, we can afford them!

Besides, how could these barbarians from the Wu clan use magical treasures?

In the end, it was just a show. When this matter is over, I will exchange it with my Dragon Palace Clam Pearls and Water Spirit Corals. These spiritual treasures will eventually be able to return to my Dragon Palace."

The Dragon King of the East Sea gradually calmed down and spoke calmly.

"Even if these barbarians were allowed to use spiritual treasures, they would only be able to swing and chop, which is not up to par at all."

……

Witch clan.

Pangu Hall.

"My fellow witch ancestors, I wonder how the statue of Pangu the Father God that my witch clan prepared is progressing?"

Gu Chuan sat in the Pangu Hall and said with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, Great Shaman Guchuan! Ever since you proposed this idea, every major tribe has a statue of the Father God, and there are even people dedicated to worshipping him day and night!"

Di Jiang replied.

Although the ancient witches did not quite understand how the power of faith could bless the great formation of the twelve gods and demons in the heavens, how great a power it would be?

However, all the people of the Wu clan would worship Pangu the Father God. They did not need to be specifically instructed, as they could see that many of the Wu clan chose to worship Pangu the Father God.

"Okay! What about the human race? Have they realized it yet? How do they commemorate the Virgin Mary?!"

Furukawa asked again.

"Of course. Many human tribes that are friendly with my Wu Clan have already learned this technique and even improved upon it. My Wu Clan has even been deeply inspired by their improvements!"

Dijiang answered again.

"Okay, if that's the case, then we just need to wait until Chang'e flies to the moon, and then we can kill the demon clan in heaven!"

When Guchuan heard this, a golden light flashed in his eyes and he spoke lightly.

……

The wild west.

On Mount Sumeru.

The sound of thousands of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas chanting scriptures can save the world from all suffering. People only feel that the world is sinking in the sea of ​​suffering, and only the West is the only bliss in this world.

The Bodhisattva Cundi holds an illusory Buddhist kingdom in his hands, and thousands of Buddha lights emerge from his eyes, like brilliant light, illuminating the world.

After a long time, he shouted the Buddha's name and said lightly to Zhunti beside him.

"Junior brother, the great calamity of the Great Desolation is approaching, but the aura of calamity in the world is not strong. It seems that you and I still need to take action to help the Great Desolation world survive this great calamity!"

The Bodhisattva Cundi did not open his eyes, but the Buddha's light around him became brighter and brighter, piercing through all the illusory heavens around him. He uttered bursts of Buddhist sounds from his mouth, which were terrifying.

"This is a great virtue!"

Two saints of the Western religion worked together to continuously write runes in the void.

As the rune floated, the power of the great catastrophe began to be continuously drawn by the rune.

As the protagonists of the prehistoric world and the ones who had to bear the brunt of this catastrophe, the demon clan and the witch clan had never realized that this terrifying force was sweeping over them.

The two saints of the Western religion who were the instigators of all this were surrounded by Buddhist chants, saving the world.

Such a holy miracle attracted thousands of believers to kneel on the ground and shout that the saint had shown his divine power.

However, these believers were completely unaware of the unparalleled killing calamity that was sweeping across the entire prehistoric world. The culprit behind all this was the two Western saints sitting high in the ninth heaven on Mount Sumeru.

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Wa Palace.

The Saint Nuwa leans on a lotus seat with her eyes closed, resting. Behind her and around her, the light of thousands of saints illuminates the heavens.

Holiness, universal love, and all the great power in the world are contained within it. Moreover, the power of faith of thousands of human beings lingers around it, continuously flowing and converging.

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth has begun. It seems that when the energy of ten thousand years has arrived, it will be the day when the war between the witches and the lich will begin. What a pity that this has brought disaster to the entire prehistoric world!"

Saint Nuwa let out a long sigh. Although she did not open her eyes, she could still see that the people of the world were falling into an endless sea of ​​suffering.

After a long time, Saint Nuwa continued.

"Fortunately, the Wu Clan's Hou Tu transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, creating the Netherworld, which can lead wandering ghosts into this reincarnation. This also allows the prehistoric world to be reborn continuously, and has endless merits!"

Lingzhuzi stood aside, serving Nuwa, but at this moment his eyes turned slightly and he asked in a low voice.

"Lingzhuzi dares to ask the Empress, which of the two tribes, the Lich and the Wizard, will be victorious and truly become the protagonist of the world in this prehistoric world?"

But Nuwa's words made Lingzhuzi stand there in a daze, somewhat incredulous.