"This is…"
Houtu heard more than ten sighs from the Primordial Library.
The contact between bloodlines!
Houtu's soul was trembling…Chestnut.
Although he still couldn't remember.
However, the trembling in his soul began to take effect...
........
At the same time.
In the void of the Primordial Library.
The scene of the final battle between the Liches was still playing out.
The Eleventh Ancestor of Sorcery was facing the complete version of the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation.
The Pangu phantom was about to disappear.
Without Houtu's Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation.
He was destined to lose!
It was destined to be no match for the Demon Race's Heavenly Cycle Stars Array.
But at this moment.
None of the 11 Ancestors of Sorcery blamed Houtu.
Especially the Candle Dragon!
He had finally seen through some of it through the river of time.
The Witchcraft and Demon Cultivation Tribulation, Witchcraft and Demon without Demon!
Therefore, the Hongjun Heavenly Dao was destined not to tolerate liches!
But at this moment, retreat?
At this point, how could they retreat?
How could there be retreat in the dictionary of a lich?
Retreating meant defeat!
Therefore, even though they had seen through Hongjun Heavenly Dao's scheme, the Sorcerer Tribe would not retreat!
Especially at this moment, he would not retreat!
At this moment.
"Rumble!"
The power of billions of stars condensed into a galaxy, and spacetime reversed!
"Rumble!"
Finally!
The Pangu phantom shattered.
The Sorcerer Tribe seemed to be defeated!
The power of billions of stars enveloped the Eleven Ancestors of Sorcery!
Emperor Jiang looked at the Candle Dragon, Rushou, Xuan Ming, Gonggong, and Zhurong…
He looked at his younger siblings.
He was the boss!
The boss of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery!
If he was going to die, then he would be the first!
If he could live, his younger siblings would live!
"Spacetime Origin!"
Emperor Jiang roared!
"Boom!"
There was a loud boom.
The Demon God's body condensed!
Like a yellow bag, red as cinnabar fire, six feet and four wings, muddy and faceless.
It was Emperor Jiang's Demon God body!
"Rumble!"
Dijiang's true body was thousands of meters long. Endless spacetime origin flowed on Dijiang's true body, filling the entire spacetime.
"Weng weng weng!"
The endless power of spacetime seemed to be about to explode at any moment.
Yes, it was true.
It was about to explode at any moment!
This was because Emperor Jiang was supposed to self-destruct!
He was protecting his younger brothers and sisters!
The twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were connected by blood.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery immediately understood what Emperor Jiang was trying to do by condensing the Demon God's true body and filling it with the Origin of Time and Space.
Furthermore, Emperor Jiang had condensed his Demon God body and circulated the endless Origin of Time and Space. The billions of Galaxia Power Immortals who had locked onto the other Ancestors of Sorcery were indifferent.
"Brother!"
Zhurong's eyes were burning with tears of blood.
"Condense!"
The Demon God's main body had appeared!
It had the head of a beast and the body of a human. It was covered in red scales, had fire snakes in its ears, and stepped on fire dragons.
Billions of meters high!
"Brother!"
Xuan Ming gritted his teeth!
"Condense!"
It was a ferocious beast with bone spikes all over its body. It was the true form of the Ancestral Wizard of Rain, Dark Mysterious Demonic God.
Billions of feet high.
"Brother!"
"Condense!" Goumang roared.
Green like green bamboo, bird body, human face, feet riding two dragons, is the ancestor of the Eastern Wood Wizard Goumang.
A fiendcelestial body that was hundreds of millions of feet tall!
"Brother!"
Qiang Liang roared.
"Condense!"
A fiendcelestial body that was hundreds of millions of feet tall.
It had a snake in its mouth and a snake in its hand. It had a tiger head and a human body. It had four hooves and long elbows. It was the Ancestral Wizard of Lightning, Qiang Liang.
"Elder brother…"
Grand Wizard She Bi Shi roared.
He also wanted to self-destruct!
Since Big Brother Di Jiang is preparing to self-destruct, how can we be missing?
You want us to live?
You want to self-destruct to protect us…We don't agree!
If they were going to fall, then they would fall together!
Wasn't it just returning to the Father's embrace? How could it be just an elder brother?
If they wanted to leave, they would leave together!
However, just as the She Bi Shi roared angrily and followed closely behind, Emperor Jiang's roar resounded through the clouds,""Live on! There's still Sister Houtu to take care of!"
"Live and take care of Sister Houtu!”
"Explode!"
"Rumble!"
Emperor Jiang exploded!
Endless spacetime power condensed and actually resisted the power of the galaxy that filled the sky.
The self-destruction of an Ancestral Sorcerer!
Moreover, it was the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, the Speed and Space Ancestral Sorcerer Di Jiang!
"Brother!"
The Candle Dragon and the other Ancestors of Sorcery roared hoarsely!
At this moment,
This was a scene deduced by the Primordial Library.
But it was as if it was real.
Every detail, every change in the expressions of the Ancestors of Sorcery could be clearly seen.
This was because the Primordial Library was using the sky as a curtain to stage the final battle between the Lich and Demon!
The former protagonist of the world!
……………
Deep in the Netherworld.
The Reincarnation River.
"Why…do I have to cry…"
The endless tears in Empress Pingxin's beautiful eyes were like a broken curtain of rain…
"Sister Houtu…who is she? Is it worth it?"
Just as Pingxin muttered to herself," Sister Houtu…", she was suddenly stunned…
"Kakaka!"
A crack seemed to have appeared in the shackles of her divine sense…
It was the shackles of reincarnation that were forming cracks…
"I am Pingxin and Houtu…"
Houtu cried…and as she cried, she laughed again…
………
At the foot of the Primordial Library, Sun Wukong watched this scene and watched Emperor Jiang self-destruct.
He couldn't help but cry.
He didn't know why he was crying…but he just couldn't stop his tears…
Sun Wukong had never experienced the Witchcraft Cultivation Tribulation, nor had he seen the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
He had never even heard of it.
During this period of the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong, who was at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Stage, could be considered a top-notch expert.
During the Lich era.
Big Luo was everywhere, and Quasi-Sages were inferior to dogs!
They had never experienced that glorious era!
Lower your head!
Bow down!
Bowing!
Sun Wukong looked at the image in the void and paid his respects to Emperor Jiang!
He was a demon.
But so what?
At this moment.
Demon race.
Dijun was an absolute hero!
He admired the Sorcerer Tribe!
In Emperor Jun's eyes, the Wu Tribe didn't respect heaven and earth but only Pangu. So did Emperor Jun?
He looked down on Hongjun and never bowed to him!
As for the Heavenly Dao?
Haha!
I, Dijun, am proving the Way of the Emperor!
He walked with the same respect as the Saint!
Saint,
He wasn't a Saint, nor was he a Heavenly Dao Saint.
It was the sacred art that unified the world and the hearts of all races!
Therefore…
Dijun must win this battle!
He had been preparing for this moment for far too long…
"Wu-Slaying Sword!"
Dijun roared.
"Condense!"
Donghuang Taiyi shouted.
"Buzz!"
A buzz!
"Boom!"
Between heaven and earth, a huge blood-red sword that was hundreds of millions of feet tall stood at the eye of the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation.
It was the intersection of the two main stars, the Lunar Star and the Solar Star!
"Rumble!"
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