Chapter 67: The Final Battle of the Lich (Part 2)

The fight between the witches and liches did not last too long.

After discovering that the power of the witch clan's Twelve Capitals of Heaven formation had not weakened at all, and that there was no sign of collapse after a day and night of fierce fighting.

The demon clan took the initiative to retreat.

And the twelve witch ancestors did not intend to pursue the victory.

After tens of thousands of hui of witches and liches, both sides had already known in their hearts that in this situation where there was no major change.

If the war continued, both sides would only suffer losses.

Just like the three clans in the last era.

The only outcome of the powerful overlords of the three clans, facing opponents of similar strength, after fighting to madness.

was that they all fell.

As for what is a big change.

Like Hou Tu becoming a saint, the witch clan has one more saint.

And the witch clan lost an ancestor witch.

Both of these are big changes.

But... this time the changes of the witch clan increased and decreased, so the witch and lich clans can only continue to stalemate.

In the prehistoric times, one opportunity is one catastrophe with 50,000 hui.

At this time, whether it is the Heavenly Emperor Calendar of the demon clan or the Ancestral Witch Calendar of the witch clan, they are all more than 38,000 yuan.

There are still 12,000 yuan before the end of this catastrophe.

Not only the witch and lich clans, but also many powerful people in the prehistoric world think so.

They think that the witch and lich clans will be deadlocked for 12,000 yuan.

But...

If the catastrophe can be detected and predicted by the cultivators, it will not be a catastrophe!

Between the prehistoric world, without being detected by any powerful person, a breath of catastrophe gradually spread.

…

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Several childish chirps resounded through the world.

In the sky, a huge fireball was baking the entire land. The scorching flames turned the air into rolling heat waves, making people breathless.

The rivers that used to flow endlessly turned into countless water vapors under the scorching flames and scattered towards the sky.

But as we got closer to the sky, the temperature gradually increased, and eventually the endless water vapor disappeared.

The dry riverbed, the cracked earth, and countless plants on the prehistoric land began to wither.

Even some spiritual plants and herbs began to turn yellow at this time.

"Haha, it's still fun in the prehistoric world, where we can fly freely everywhere."

"That's right, I don't know why my father and mother let us stay on the Fusang tree all day long, I'm almost bored to death!"

"That's right, even my uncle loves us so much and doesn't let us come out, I don't know what they think."

Among the ten huge fireballs, there are ten young three-legged golden crows.

Looking at their appearance, we can guess that these ten golden crows are the children of the three-legged golden crow Dijun and the sun goddess Xihe.

The ten princes of the demon clan heaven.

In the prehistoric world, the only one who can give birth to the three-legged golden crow that is comparable to the little sun, such a domineering bloodline, is Xihe, the sun goddess.

Moreover, as a three-legged golden crow, although it is not like Di Jun and Tai Yi who were directly conceived by the sun star and born as the innate sacredness of Daluo.

But it is also born strong.

Not only is it born with the great sun true flame magical power that many Daluo cannot avoid.

Even the speed of its cultivation is extremely terrifying.

In the absence of any natural treasures provided by the demon clan, it quickly climbed to the level of Golden Immortal.

Even the Great Sun Law, for these little golden crows, is like breathing, an instinct, and it is improving every day.

This also makes it difficult for these little golden crows to control the Great Sun True Flame around them.

In the heavenly realm, without Di Jun, Tai Yi or Xi He by their side, it would be easy to cause danger.

Therefore, Di Jun and Tai Yi placed them on the Fusang tree in Tanggu, so that they could master the Great Sun True Fire before going out to play.

But what Di Jun and Tai Yi did not expect was that these ten little golden crows broke through to Taiyi Golden Immortal in just a hundred years on the Fusang tree.

With the ten Golden Crows working together, the power of the Sun's True Flame was approaching the peak of Daluo. Over the years, it actually burned through the restrictions he left behind.

Ran out of Tanggu.

Flying all the way to the prehistoric land.

The ten little Golden Crows in the Taiyi realm joined forces, and there were almost no opponents along the way, and some powerful people who could capture each other.

When they saw the image of the three-legged Golden Crow, they knew the identity of the opponent, so no powerful person took action.

They just protected their own one acre and three points of land.

Unknowingly, the ten little Golden Crows actually flew to the territory of the Wu Clan.

"Damn crows!"

On the prehistoric land, many Wu tribes looked at the scene of ten suns crossing the sky above, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Tens of thousands of yuan will come down.

The two tribes of witches and demons have long formed the unspoken rule that demons control the sky and witches control the earth.

But today, the prehistoric land was ravaged by ten Golden Crows.

All the witches looked at the ten golden crows in the sky fiercely, but no one could move forward.

The sun's true flame was too overbearing, and ordinary witches had no way to move forward.

And the great witches of the witch clan who could resist the flames and move forward to catch the golden crows were not everywhere, even if the witch clan was powerful.

"Are they the enemies of our demon clan?"

"They all look so weak!"

The ten little golden crows looked at the witch tribe below, and a hint of interest appeared in their eyes.

They often heard news about the Wu Clan, and the monsters around them gnashed their teeth when they mentioned the Wu Clan.

Suddenly.

A little golden crow opened its mouth, and a fireball condensed from the true flame of the sun fell directly into the Wu Clan tribe.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a roar.

The true flame of the sun instantly enveloped the entire Wu Clan tribe, and the houses of the tribe and the weak Wu Clan were immediately burned to ashes in the explosion.

A small number of powerful Wu Clan were ignited by the true flame of the sun, screaming and dying soon.

"Haha, so weak! So weak!"

The golden crow that spit out the fireball laughed excitedly.

"Brothers and brothers, let's kill all these Wu Clan and let our father and uncle see how capable we are."

"Okay!"

"I want to come too!"

Each golden crow shouted excitedly to join.

Groups of fireballs formed by the true flame of the sun were like meteor showers, blasting towards the primitive land below.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a huge Wu tribe turned into a sea of ​​fire, and tens of thousands of Wu tribe members fell in this golden flame.

"Haha, interesting, very interesting."

"There is another Wu tribe over there, let's go over there and kill them!"

Looking at the large areas of fire formed by the true fire of the sun, the little golden crows all shouted excitedly and flew away.

...

"Kill!"

"Damn Wu tribe, die!"

"Burn... burn... all damned!"

Ten little golden crows shouted excitedly in the sky, and groups of true flames of the sun turned into flaming meteors.

They fell towards the Wu tribe below, turning the earth into a sea of ​​fire, and countless Wu tribe members died in it.

"Damn crows--"

Kuafu, who came after hearing the news, looked at the tragic scene in front of the Wu tribe in the distance, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared at the ten golden crows that were about to leave in the distant sky.

The true form of the great witch, who was tens of thousands of feet tall, suddenly appeared, and the peach wood stick in his hand directly hit a golden crow that was spitting fireballs.

"Ah——"

The little golden crow that was hit screamed immediately, and his bones and muscles were smashed by the stick, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere, dying.

"Xiao Ba, Xiao Ba..."

The little golden crows around shouted in panic.

"Damn it!"

"It's the great witch of the witch clan."

"Let's join forces and burn him to death!"

Although they were born with strong strength, how could these ten immature golden crows be the opponents of Kuafu, who had experienced hundreds of battles and even participated in several battles between witches and demons.

After just a few rounds, the ten golden crows were all injured by Kuafu.

Flying in the air, each one was covered with wounds, and it was difficult to maintain their bodies.

If Kuafu hadn't wanted to capture them alive, I'm afraid these ten golden crows would have died.

However, at this moment, a cold arrow suddenly passed by Kuafu's side and directly shot a golden crow in the air.

The golden crow that was shot screamed immediately, and its life breath was gone, and it fell directly in the air.

"This... Houyi!"

Kuafu's face changed, and he turned around quickly.

Sure enough, in the distance, a great witch who was also tens of thousands of feet tall was holding a huge war bow, with a ferocious face.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Just as Kuafu turned around, five more arrows were shot out in succession.

There were five more screams in the sky, and five little golden crows died immediately.

Looking at Houyi who was shooting the sun with a bow in front of him, Kuafu wanted to persuade him, because these ten little golden crows were the princes of the demon clan.

There is no doubt that Di Jun, Taiyi, Xihe and even the entire demon clan would be furious if they were killed.

At that time, the two clans of witches and demons might go to war completely, and it would be a war to the death.

But... when the words came to his lips, Kuafu couldn't speak at all.

He certainly knew why Houyi was so angry, even as if he had lost his mind.

The Wu tribe destroyed by the little golden crow was Houyi's tribe.

Not only were there Houyi's good friends and tribesmen, but even Houyi's wife and children... were among them.

While Kuafu was talking, four more cold arrows turned into streams of light and shot towards the four living little golden crows in the sky.

"Ah, stop it!"

An angry roar sounded, and an extremely terrifying pressure fell from the sky, and the violent murderous intent enveloped the world for billions of miles.

In the void, Di Jun, who had already manifested his true form, flew towards this side at a terrifying speed.

But...

As the top archer of the Wu tribe and even the entire prehistoric world, Houyi's arrows would naturally not be stopped by such simple pressure.

He couldn't even change the direction.

Three consecutive cold arrows pierced through the three little golden crows, and only the last little golden crow was saved by Emperor Jun who came over.

"Father...Father, brothers..." The last little golden crow looked at Emperor Jun in front of him and burst into tears.

"Damn it, damn it——"

The bodies of the nine little golden crows had not yet fallen to the ground. Emperor Jun looked at the tragic scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly became horrible, and his vicious eyes stared at Hou Yi.

Endless flames poured out like a mountain torrent, and in the sky, a brilliant sun crossed the sky.

Even the void was burned into nothingness.

"Go to hell——"