The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

Chapter 1966: The Creation of the World, the Prehistoric Home ~ (45)

Whoever gets beaten knows it!!

Taiyi was hit several times and was really furious. He was furious and his mind was not so clear. "One is one, two is two", and he simply didn't say anything else.

Let’s see the real chapter under your hands!

The two races of wizards and liches began to fight each other.

And, more and more people are being dragged into it.

The Witch Clan is spread all over the prehistoric world. In almost every corner, there are small tribes under the command of the Twelve Witch Clan. The demon tribe is recruiting disciples. All the powerful races in the prehistoric world have been invited by them, and the tribes under their command are endless.

The fight between the Twelve Witch Ancestors and Emperor Jun and others took place openly in the sky, with no intention of hiding it at all. Seeing this, the clan members of the two tribes naturally wanted to go up and help.

The war is getting bigger and bigger, and the scope it affects is getting wider and wider!

Originally...

The demon clan members suffered huge losses to the prehistoric continent because of the ten little golden crows' wanton violence and the "Ten Suns Flying in the Sky". Although nine of them were killed later, Emperor Jun also killed Houyi, which was considered revenge. The demon clan members were somewhat in the wrong. Moreover, some of the little demons who came to help also died in the "Ten Suns Flying in the Sky". Therefore, even though the demon clan members had more people and were stronger than the witch clan, they did not feel so justified in helping, and felt that they were holding back.

The fight between the two sides was quite lively, with no clear winner or loser.

The situation has come to a stalemate.

Logically speaking, a fight between two evenly matched opponents shouldn't last long. Once the anger subsides, it will naturally end.

however……

The three great calamities, the Dragon and Phoenix, the Lich, and the Conferred God, are the calamities that the prehistoric continent is destined to suffer. They are the complement of the way of heaven. Once they start, how can they end so easily? What's more, there is also Xiji who is crazy about becoming a saint and causing trouble.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, suddenly, a mournful bird cry broke out between heaven and earth.

In the sky, the only little golden crow that was originally placed in a safe place by Taiyi, somehow flew into the battlefield in panic!

Ten little golden crows were able to mess up the prehistoric continent like that, wasn't it because they were powerful? It was all because of the true fire of the sun that they were born with. Of course, they had their own strength, but compared with the witch clan and the demon commander in the battle, it was nothing worth mentioning, especially since the only remaining little golden crow had crashed into the witch clan's territory.

Then a giant wizard, who was eight thousand feet tall, with disheveled hair, a flat nose and a wide mouth, stretched out his huge palm and firmly grasped the body of the little golden crow.

The little golden crow struggled desperately.

The giant crow clasped his hands together.

There was a loud bang and the little golden crow let out a shrill cry. The three-legged golden body was directly crushed to pieces. Blood and flesh splattered all over the ground and turned into a slow golden light.

The last little golden crow died.

"Kuafu, you, you dare!!!"

Standing aside, witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Di Jun’s eyes almost popped out.

Taiyi said nothing and rushed forward, wanting to save the original god of his last nephew.

However, Kuafu never stopped.

His huge body was shaking, his eyes full of grief and indignation. He had already lost many wizards because of Shi Ri Ling Kong, and his good friend Hou Yi was killed by Di Jun. The pain and hatred in his heart had clouded all his rationality.

Looking at the little Golden Crow God trembling blankly in the air.

He didn't care about the scorching heat of the sun's true fire and vowed to let him go to keep his nine brothers company.

"No, no, stop, I beg you, stop!" Chang'e exclaimed, tears about to fall.

But this could not stop Kuafu's actions. At the risk of being seriously injured, he crushed the original god of Xiao Jinwu.

The soul is gone.

Di Jun and Chang'e have been nurturing ten children for a thousand years. The demon race is born extraordinary, and the ten little princes are born with the true fire of the sun. As long as they grow up, each of them will be a future strong man who is no less powerful than Di Jun.

there is none left!

The demons went completely crazy.

Heng'e was completely devastated. She could never have imagined that the children who were laughing and playing in front of her knees a few days ago would be shot and killed one by one in front of her? Not even the original gods were left alive! !

She only has one child left, why kill him?

"no no!!!"

Chang'e cried out heart-wrenchingly.

Di Jun was also stunned. His young son died before his eyes and his wife collapsed in pain, which made the last strings in his mind break.

"Wu clan, I want you to pay with your lives!"

With a loud shout, Di Jun and the Crown Prince transformed into their true forms of ten-thousand-foot-tall golden crows. Chang'e mobilized the power of the moon, and all the monsters, one by one, let go of their guilty consciences.

Kill their little prince in front of them.

Only one left? Why can't we let it go?

The murderous aura filled the vast world. The temperature of the vast world, which had just dropped due to the death of the ten little golden crows, began to rise again because of Di Jun and Tai Yi's unconcealed actions.

Fortunately, there are only two "suns", so it's not that unbearable.

but! !

The ruthless fight between the witches and demons, just like the war between the dragon, phoenix and unicorn in the past, has caused indelible damage to the prehistoric continent and the creatures living on this continent.

The creatures are wailing.

The battle continues.

Di Jun, Tai Yi and Chang'e had gone crazy, and the nine demon commanders had tried their best. The twelve witch ancestors gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The Wuzu began to suffer casualties.

Of the twelve people, three died.

Qiangliang, Tianwu and Shebisi died under the sun's true fire of Emperor Jun.

"Di Jun, you, you dare to kill my brother!!"

The eldest of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, Di Jiang, also went mad and was furious.

The witch clan no longer had any scruples in their actions.

Then, we saw that the two tribes were so strong that they could shatter the colorful clouds with a wave of their hands, crush the earth with a kick, pierce the mountains with their fists, and sink the hills with their magical powers. This level of struggle, even if it was just a little bit, was not something that ordinary tribes could withstand. Many small races were directly wiped out by a magical power.

And the human race...

It's even worse.

How weak they are.

Since Nuwa created the human race, as a saint, she could not interfere in the affairs of the race. The human race was basically managed by Fuxi. Seeing them suffer, Fuxi could not bear it and could only do his best to help the human race migrate and avoid the "aftermath" of the witches and liches~~

but……

There are too many humans, everywhere, Fuxi is alone, how can he handle it? Unfortunately, Nuwa has not come to help. As a quasi-saint, he also has some mysterious feeling about today's catastrophe.

but!

"Nuwa, human race!!" He couldn't bear it in the end.

In the Queen Nuwa Palace, Nuwa sat in the coil of a snake, feeling torn. Normally, she should avoid today's catastrophe, but watching the race she created suffer such a severe blow, as if they would be exterminated at any time, was unbearable for her. Especially as she was the first saint in the world, she felt that the catastrophe came inexplicably and too quickly.

then……

“Daozu? Daozu, please show me what I am doing!!”

She began to call upon the Heavenly Dao.