In the prehistoric world, the biggest news now is that the lichs work together to attack the Lingshan of the Western Sect, and the battle results are remarkable. The magic power on the entire Lingshan Mountain fluctuates continuously, causing serious damage to the blessed land here. It is known that if the Western Sect continues, it will definitely suffer heavy losses, so it intends to reconcile.

But his opponent is the straightforward witch clan. Once he starts his hands and ignores the consequences, otherwise there would be no previous case of a great witch killing nine princes of the demon clan.

Jie Yin had no choice but to admit defeat and could only continue to fight. He only hoped that Zhunti could break the formation as soon as possible, otherwise Lingshan would be in danger.

At this time, Zhunti, who was in the Zhoutian Formation, was not relaxed. He had been fighting with the emperor condensed by this formation for a long time, but he still couldn't find the opponent's flaws. However, his magic power was consumed a lot, and he could not get supplements in this formation, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

So he spoke to him and attacked the Emperor of the Demon Clan:

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, you have come and beaten this time. All living beings in the prehistoric world also know how powerful your demon clan is. Can you stop here? It is convenient for others and yourself!"

"It's convenient for others? My demon clan gave you so much convenience for you, the saints, before, so that you think we are weak and can be bullied. My nine children have also made you plot to death. You have the face to say this. Your saint's cultivation has reached the point of not being able to succeed!" Di Jun's voice came from the mouth of the emperor.

"You~" Di Jun's words made Zhunti angry and wanted to scold him loudly, but he still held back. It was a shame that the saint was doing his part. But there was no way, and the things were revealed to him.

Originally, Cunti thought that through his own calculations, the hatred between the two lichs would be deeper, and then they would gather troops, train hard, and wait for the opportunity to attack each other and never stop until they die.

But what he didn't expect was that the people of the two tribes not only found out the cause and effect, but also had the courage to lead the crowd to attack the Saint's Dojo; what surprised him even more was that the demon clan gathered the power of the entire tribe to fight with him, which made Zhunti start to worry.

Compared with the demon clan, the witch clan's combat power should be stronger. He was struggling to fight against the demon clan at this time. He didn't know what happened to his senior brother outside when facing the attack from the witch clan. So he was anxious to go out and could tolerate Di Jun's rudeness to him.

"Okay, I don't want to argue with you more, just say, how can you withdraw from my sacred land of Lingshan?" Junti suppressed his unhappiness and asked.

"Ha, are you asking for forgiveness? Zhunti, you have conspired to kill my sons and their lives. My father's incompetence cannot kill you to avenge them, but if I want me to be silent, it is impossible to do so. This time, I must teach you a lesson." Di Jun said coldly.

"Di Jun! Don't be ungrateful. This saint is just talking softly to avoid killing. You really think that I can't do anything wrong with you.

Since you are so stubborn and want to embarrass the saint, then I will let you see the saint's power. The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree will rise for me!" As soon as Zhunti finished speaking, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand rose in the wind and stood in the formation.

As the main body of Zhunti, the seven-treasure wonder tree has a defensive power comparable to that of the saint Laozi. With the resistance of this tree, Zhunti has been much easier, but his mana consumption is also very large.

"You can't continue to drag it down!" Zhunti said intently. Then he was no longer hiding his own private powers, Zhunti's golden body.

As soon as this golden body appears, the golden light shines, catching people's eyes. There is a method that disrupts people's minds and minds, which makes people unable to see the specific appearance of the golden body easily. It feels like twenty-four heads and eighteen arms at one time, and then it becomes nine heads and six arms at another, with extraordinary momentum.

Due to geographical location, Western religions are always poor in the east and have few spiritual treasures. In order to make up for the shortcomings of spiritual treasures when fighting with others in the future, Cunti specially created a method of golden body.

This method can be attacked or defended, and when you practice it deep, you can form an alternative body incarnation. In addition, the body has the strength of two saints. This is very rare. This is the first time that Cunti used this move in the prehistoric world. The person who did not want to use it to deal with was actually the demon clan that he had never cared about before. It is really the way of heaven that is invincible.

As soon as the golden body appeared, the power equivalent to the two saints exploded immediately. The effect was obvious. The Zhoutian Formation began to become unstable, and the emperor's body movements it condensed also became incoherent. Zhunti saw it and was happy in his heart.

Just using this move, most of his magic power was consumed in an instant, and he did not dare to delay. After finding the flaws of the formation, he made a move. Zhunti, the golden body, and the seven treasures tree at the same time, and finally tore a hole in the formation. Zhunti took the opportunity to leave.

At this time, the demon army began to feel powerless, after all, the saints were not easy to deal with. So Di Jun looked at each other, knowing that this time he could only stop here, so he ordered the army to withdraw from the Zhoutian formation.

Zhunti, who had successfully left the demon clan formation, saw the scene of Lingshan being destroyed, and for a moment he was so angry that he had torn. The mountain that was originally beautiful and magnificent, was now in a mess, with rocks shattering, vegetation extinction, and the Western Sect and the Witch Clans were killed and injured, and there was no trace of the saint's dojo.

The forces of the Western Sect on Mount Sumeru were all shrunk to the original place where Zhunti was retreating and resisting the attack of the witch clan. However, facing the endless Wu clan soldiers and horses, they were already in danger. When Zhunti saw this, his face turned cold and he slapped the witch clan on the mountain with anger.

When this palm was shot, although Cunti had not much magic power, even so, if it fell on the witch clan, it would cause a lot of casualties. Fortunately, the man formed by the twelve ancestor witches had already noticed the reappearance of Cunti. Seeing this palm, he immediately gave up on the witch clan and blocked this fatal blow.

The battle situation on the mountain also stopped at this time. The people of the witch clan came to the side of the Han and stood by, while the Han stared at Zhunti and said in a cold voice:

"Saint Zhunti just fought with the demon clan. Are you planning to learn about the strength of my witch clan? If so, you can just say that you don't have to do anything that damages your saint's identity, it's just a joke!"

"Does this saint still care about others' jokes? After this action of your Lich clan, what face can we have in the prehistoric world? Since we have no face, this saint will naturally not care about anything we do!" Zhunti was angry in his heart, and he was ready to kill the Lich clan without hesitation.

At this time, Jie Yin came to Zhunti's side, patted his shoulder with his hand, shook his head gently, and then said:

"Junior brother, that's OK, let's stop this matter!"

"But, senior brother, what is the Lingshan Holy Land that you and I have worked hard for billions of years now destroyed by their two tribes? Can you swallow this tone?" Zhunti asked unwillingly.

"If you are a person, everything is there, and everything else is external. The junior brother is like this. Leave the following matter to the senior brother, don't ask."

"But~, alright, okay, follow the arrangements of senior brother!" Seeing Jie Yin's serious expression, Zhunti held back what he wanted to say, sighed and retreated aside.

Seeing that Zhunti said nothing, Jie Yin nodded, then looked at the witch clan's great man and the demon clan who had removed the formation, and then said:

"Demon Emperor Jun, Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, I don't want to say anything more about what you said before about the Western teachings plotting against you. Now my sacred land in Lingshan has been broken by your joint efforts, and the losses are heavy. Have you been relieved in your hearts? Or do you still want to continue fighting with us?"

"Guizhi, why did my demon clan come? You don't want to say too much, and others know that if I, Di Jun, have the ability to kill saints, I will not stop at this time, but I don't have the ability to do so.

Now that you say this, do you think that my demon clan is arrogant and domineering, and that your Western religion has become a victim? It’s ridiculous!

The anger in my heart will never fade, but this matter ends here. After the bloody battle between the demon clan and the witch clan, I will win by chance. I will come to you for a walk in the Western Sect again." Di Jun looked at Jie Yin, Zhunti and the others turned to look at the people of the witch clan, and then said:

"Dijiang, I will not thank you for attacking this Western Lingshan. We still have a deep hatred between us. In the war ten thousand years later, we will still be together between you and me."

"Okay, Di Jun, my witch clan doesn't care about your thanks. I have seen the blood of the demon clan. Ten thousand years later, our two clans will never end." Di Jiang replied with a laugh.

"Let's go and go back to the heavenly court!" Di Jun gave the last order, but did not look at Zhunti anymore, and led them, and went back to the heavenly court.

"Brothers, go back to Zhoushan!" Di Jiang also said loudly, then took the Wu clan's troops and horses down to Lingshan and headed towards the Wu clan's territory.

The people of the two tribes did not delay. Not long after, there were no more lichs on Lingshan, leaving only Zhunti, the disciples of their Western sect, and the ruined Lingshan.

"Junior brother, go back to the temple first!" Zhi Yin said.

"Yes, senior brother!" Zhunti and Jie Yin came to the place where they had practiced before, and it was the only place that had not been destroyed. Seeing the shocked disciples here, they sighed and told them to rest and clean up the environment of Lingshan.

After the disciples agreed, they entered the temple and sat opposite each other, digesting the results of their battle with the Lich tribes just now.

The Sumeru Mountain is quiet, but the entire prehistoric world is boiling. The saint who once stood tall has surrendered. It is really unexpected that the Lich clans not only defeated the saints, but also returned to their own territory safely and sound.

For this, it seemed like a breeze was blowing between heaven and earth. It blew into the hearts of every creature who knew about this, opened their horizons, broke their thinking patterns, and allowed them to experience a different feeling.

What the saint does is not necessarily right, the right one is always fist, strength, and how to use this power.

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