Chapter 360: Lich Catastrophe (End)

Gonggong was thus fixed thirty feet away from the halfway point of Mount Buzhou.

Mount Buzhou could no longer withstand the turmoil.

The former Buzhou Mountains were endless and stretched for hundreds of millions of miles.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is now a bare pillar.

The place where the former ‘Great Thousand Worlds’ was located had long since collapsed, and the mountains of Mount Buzhou had also been completely annihilated.

Taiyi looked at the Sanqing and others who had taken action, and was speechless for a moment.

“Fellow Taoist Taiyi, if you want to kill the three of them, you can do it quickly.” Tongtian said.

No one persuaded them to make peace, and no one persuaded Taiyi to let them go.

But Taiyi had already abused the three great ancestors of witches for more than ten days, and Tongtian really couldn’t bear it.

Taiyi clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with ferocity.

The atmosphere froze at this moment.

Everyone looked at the newly ascended Saint nervously.

"Forget it." Taiyi sighed, took down the Emperor's sword that nailed Zhu Jiuyin to the Buzhou Mountain, grabbed Zhu Jiuyin's neck and threw him down.

Then he took back the Chaos Bell that suppressed Ju Mang's head, and threw Ju Mang down again.

"The Wu clan disrespects the destiny of heaven! They are going against the will of heaven! The Emperor of Heaven sacrificed his life for justice and killed countless Wu clan members! He fought to the death to kill the six ancestors of Wu! The Wu clan collapsed! The Heavenly Court won!"

Taiyi's voice spread throughout the world:

"Demon clan! Retreat!"

Kunpeng rushed to Taiyi's side and raised his hand to salute:

"Your Majesty the East Emperor, the demon clan is burdened with karma... and is no longer able to support the heavy responsibility of the Heavenly Court."

When Kunpeng said this, his heart seemed to be cut by a sharp blade.

Taiyi clenched his fist, and this feeling of powerlessness made him feel like punching cotton.

He became a saint, is it useful?

The trend of the demon clan is irreversible.

"Master Demon, what do you think?" Taiyi asked.

Kunpeng moved his gaze to the Three Pure Ones, and his purpose was self-evident.

Tongtian's mouth twitched, and he took out the jade sign and sent a message to Baichuan.

A starlight fell, and Baichuan walked out of the starlight.

Stars surrounded him, and the moonlight flashed under his feet.

"Hello, three senior brothers, Taoist Taiyi." Baichuan was the first to greet with a smile.

Taiyi's expression eased a little, and he asked:

"Fellow Taoist, where should my demon clan go?"

Baichuan suddenly became serious and said slowly:

"Fellow Taoist Taiyi is the Eastern Emperor of the demon clan, and the second in line to the Emperor of Heaven. Fellow Taoist Dijun is in a deep position, and he should have ascended the throne.

"It's just that the demon clan has deep karma, and it is no longer able to support the position of the Heavenly Court at this time, so... I will give you two suggestions, and you can choose as appropriate. "

"Fellow Taoist, please speak. ”

“First, as a saint, you can abandon the demon clan and live forever.

“Second, lead the old demon clan to leave. The northern border… no, it should be called Beijuluzhou now. It is more suitable for the living environment of the demon clan, as well as… the three thousand worlds.”

“Three thousand worlds?”

Everyone looked at Baichuan in confusion.

“Yes, three thousand worlds.” Baichuan nodded, raised his hand and pulled open a star curtain:

“When the primitive world collapsed, the Taoist collected countless fragments of the primitive world to create the three thousand worlds. The three thousand are virtual, and there are 3.65 million great worlds, middle worlds, and small worlds.

“This is also the place where the demon clan breathes.

“The three thousand worlds are connected to the primitive world’s qi and are subsidiary worlds. Surrounding the primitive world, its core also has the effect of transforming the chaotic qi into the primitive spirit, which is similar to the Zhoutian Xingdou formation.”

As soon as Baichuan finished speaking, another blood-red sword light fell.

Styx!

Minghe landed on the ground with an evil smile.

Suddenly, the situation became tense.

What greeted Minghe were several top-level spiritual treasures ready to go.

Minghe: "..."

"Three thousand worlds, I only want a part, how about that?"

"You want it just because you want it, isn't that too arrogant?" Yuanshi said with a stern face.

"This thing is originally something that we have divided, so it is reasonable for me to want a part." Minghe looked at Yuanshi with a playful look.

"My demon clan wants it." Taiyi said:

"Demon King, please go back."

"Can your demon clan swallow it?" Minghe sneered:

"I just walked around, at least nearly ten thousand worlds, can you eat it?

"With these crooked melons and jujubes in your demon clan now, how can you take it?"

"Don't quarrel, everyone. "Baichuan smiled and said:

"Zizai Tian Demon King, what we are discussing now is the fate of the demon race, not how to belong to the three thousand worlds, and besides...

"The three thousand worlds depend on their own abilities. If you think the demon race can do it, you can give it a try."

Baichuan sensed the three thousand worlds that were already surrounding the prehistoric world, and there were already people who acted faster than them.

For example... the West.

Baichuan knew that it would be bad for these two people to leave early.

The three thousand worlds had already brought people in when they were born, and now they have occupied a great world.

That great world will also give birth to living beings. Needless to say, the living beings born have already become Buddha countries, and naturally they are disciples of the Western religion.

"Okay! It depends on your ability!" Minghe laughed again, and then turned into blood and fled.

Although they are of the same status, they are Hongjun's disciples, and he is the demon king under the seat of the Demon Ancestor, but there are five saints standing over there, and he is a little scared no matter how hard he tries.

After Minghe left, his eyes returned to Taiyi again.

"What do you plan to do, fellow Taoist?"

Taiyi was silent for a moment, and then asked:

"What do you plan? I don't want the demon race to be in the calamity in the future."

"I have already calculated it." Laozi said slowly:

"The next calamity has nothing to do with the demon race."

"The demon race can survive on the earth." Baichuan said:

"It's just that there is no blessing from the identity of the Heavenly Court. Now the prehistoric world is named by me and my master.

"The east is Dongsheng Shenzhou, the west is Xiniu Hezhou, the north is Beijuluzhou, and the south is Nanzhanbuzhou. The collapsed Buzhou Mountains connected the four states, so it was named Zhong Shenzhou.

"There are three thousand worlds around, and above is the starry sky, and below is the underworld that stabilizes the earth. The primitive world... is perfect."

"Heh." Taiyi smiled sadly:

"I originally thought that the three tribes were the pioneers, but I didn't expect... we are also one of them, the perfect primitive world..."

Baichuan looked at Taiyi, silent in his heart.

He took two steps forward and patted Taiyi's shoulder, then took out a cup of milk tea:

"Ice, try it?"

Taiyi glanced at Baichuan, took the milk tea and took a sip:

"Is there any sugar?"

"Daoyou, tea tastes sweet, and so does milk tea. Only by remembering the bitterness and thinking about the sweetness can you know the preciousness of the things in your hands."

After that, Baichuan gave another brass ball:

"A new game, maybe it's fun."

Taiyi raised his hand to take it, and said softly:

"Thank you.

"After that, the demon tribe will be divided into different places, demon master..."

"I'm here." Kunpeng replied.

"Lead the demon tribe back to Beijuluzhou. ”

“Your Majesty the Emperor of the East…” Kunpeng sighed:

“There are already people with different intentions who are unwilling to go with us. I will bear their karma. Let them go.”

Taiyi was stunned for a moment, then said:

“I will go with you.”

“Your Majesty!” Yingzhao led the demon gods to arrive:

“And us.”

Shi Lie grinned, even if he lost his eyes, he was still domineering:

“My old lion will always follow the Golden Crow!”

Gui Che: “Me too.”

Shang Yang: “Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven sacrificed his life for justice, and my husband is with me. How can Shang Yang not follow him?”

“Hahahahahahaha!” Shi Lie laughed a few times:

“Damn the Wu clan! They are all dead! What’s the point of my old lion carrying some karma! Their death is better than anything else!”

“And me. "

A cold voice came from behind Taiyi. Looking back, it was Changxi who was holding Xihe's corpse.

Changxi looked cold, completely different from before.

Taiyi felt a warm current in his heart, remembered everything in his heart, and issued an order:

"All demons and gods listen to my order!"

"I am here!"

Above the prehistoric land, one voice after another still resounded through the world.

"If there are those who leave the clan! Let them go! Karma! We will bear it!"

"Minister! Obey my order!"

"Demons! Follow me to retreat!"

"Got the order!"

(The witch and the lich finished off their families, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were about to be killed)