The master of the witch clan immediately rushed towards the opposite demon clan under the leadership of the great witch.

"Oh! Kill me." Di Jun woke up from his enlightenment state, and suddenly felt angry and shouted. He also knew that the witch clan would not give him time to consolidate his realm, so he could only order the demons under his command with a hint of helplessness and regret.

"Rumbling!"

For a moment, the Lich war began.

The foot of Buzhou Mountain is full of blood and murderous intent. The people of the Witch Clan are strong in their bodies, fearless and unlimited in their lives, but the demon clan has the advantage of numerical advantages and bombards with various spiritual treasures and natural magical powers.

"Ah!" "Oh!" "Roar!"

Each has its own advantages, evenly matched, the battle is extremely fierce, and the shouts of killing and screams are endless!

However, the strong men in the quasi-saint realm of the two clans fought in the starry sky.

"Boom!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Donghuang Taiyi held the innate treasure Chaos Bell, and it was trembling continuously, making a Taoist bell ringing, which was extremely powerful. One man occupied the six great ancestor witches, and even had a slight advantage. He rushed to each other with the various laws of the six ancestor witches and envoys, making a roar.

"Clang!"

Di Jun held the Demon Emperor's Sword and fought with Dijiang, Jiuyin, Zhurong and four ancestor witches. Nuwa and Fuxi intercepted Houtu and Xuanming.

This battle has been fought for three consecutive months and is still not over!

The blood had already flowed into a river at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and countless powerful Lichs fell, and many witch tribes were even more fearless and self-destructive to kill the enemy.

"Um!"

Arriving in the form of divine thoughts, the great powers that focus on the battle of Lich were shocked by the ferocity of the Lich clans. Such a war was simply immortal, and it was no worse than the battle between the three tribes of dragon and phoenix clans in ancient times.

"Hiss!"

There is a collective loss of voice between heaven and earth!

Only the sound of the cool air sounded!

"Rumbling!"

Di Jun and others fought, and they were even more fierce and shocking. Under the huge roar, the starry sky shook, the sun and the moon were dull, and dark clouds and evil spirits covered the sky, making the sky above Buzhou Mountain covered by darkness, with a ray of depression and heaviness in the darkness.

The quasi-saint magic power, the last time the Styx fought with the generals, the creatures in the wilderness had already seen it. It was no problem to break the stars, destroy sentient beings, and break mountains, rivers and mountains.

What's more, this time the sixteen quasi-saint powerful men fought in the starry sky!

Except for the moon, the sun and 365 ancient superstars, they cannot be shaken! Many other small stars were broken or crushed by sixteen people, and the quasi-saint magical powers annihilate the stars, which is indeed extraordinary.

"Shit!"

No one noticed the great powers of the war of the Divine Thoughts of the Lich. The soul and blood left behind by the injury were unaware of the unconsciousness of the Lich.

Thousands of miles below Buzhou Mountain, there are countless zombies, forty-nine zombie kings, and corpse ancestor generals.

These zombie powerhouses, including Jiang Chen, closed their eyes one by one, quickly swallowed them, absorbed the essence and blood of the two powerful lichs. Even if they could not absorb them completely for a while, they would use a coffin to collect them for future practice!

Chaos, in Zixiao Palace!

Haotian woke up from his retreat and enlightenment, realized that his Taoism was stable, and had reached the peak of the early stage of quasi-saint who had killed a corpse. He had a clear mind and a clear state of mind, and could not help but smile.

"The Emperor Jun of the Demon Clan is indeed in a state of great qualifications, ambition and courage, and is a hero of a generation!" Haotian opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a light, and his voice was quiet: "It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time. Although the second tribulation is a great era of magnificent waves and heroes, you as the protagonists of heaven and earth do not have enough time to accumulate foundation, so it's just that. Once all the saints come out, I wonder if you can withstand the pressure and survive this tribulation."
Chapter completed!