Prehistoric: Because of Laziness, the Start is Incarnate As a Golden Dragon of Luck

"Of course, the premise is that you have to make Huang'er agree to it sincerely. This saint will not force her."

Ao Guang hurriedly said with a smile: "Yes, yes, what you said, Master, is in love, because I wanted you to love me.

May I, Ao Sheng, be a caring little dragon, and all the seniors call me the honest and reliable jade-faced dragon! "

Nuwa was too lazy to pay attention to the triumphant little dragon, and once again asked: "The matter of destroying the black lotus, the fewer people

The better you know, remember? "

"Uncle Master, don't worry, and will never reveal the slightest. "!"

While talking, he silently looked at his fingernails, hey, this is too obvious!

White jade dragon and black nail art are really unworthy.

"Go ahead, don't hinder me from watching the show."

While talking, the sage Nuwa once again cast his sights on the prehistoric, obviously paying attention to the Lich battlefield.

Ao Sheng said pitifully, "Uncle Master, you can get a live broadcast for me to see..."

Facts have proved that Master Nu Wa is very caring indeed.

...

The witches are really the gods of battle!

At this moment, there are already twenty-one great witches killed in battle!

Every great witch is extremely precious combat power and wealth. A great witch can defeat the great Luo Jinxian,

It even poses a threat to the existence of the Demon God series.

In the past countless years, although there have been the fall of great witches, it has never been the same as this time.

After the battle, how big is twenty-one fallen!

This, for the Wu clan, this is an unprecedented huge loss.

However, with such a huge loss, with such a heavy casualty, the entire witch clan actually did not have it.

Retreat half-point, instead, the more warfare, the more courageous.

The witches, never know to be afraid, do not know to shrink back!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The roaring sound continues to grow stronger, and the meaning of fighting continues to burn.

Obviously, the monster clan at this time, regardless of the number or the many spirit treasures, overwhelmed the witch clan in all directions, but--

The Yaozu has already begun to retreat.

The voice of the Demon God Bai Ze trembled a little, he said:

"My Majesty, the current form...not good."

Bai Ze has the instinct to seek good and avoid evil, and coupled with his unparalleled wisdom, he can see the situation at the moment.

It is extremely clear.

What was once a great battle is now out of control!

The results of the battle on the Ming Tomorrow court side are even more remarkable, and it is clear that no matter from all aspects, it suppresses the Wu clan.

However, many of the heavenly soldiers and even the heavenly generals in the heavenly court have already begun to be afraid.

Facts have proved that, no matter what the world is, in a mighty war, momentum is always the most important thing.

Key point.

Tai Yi exhaled heavily at this time and said, "These witches are getting stronger and stronger!"

By now, the power of the evil spirit has been fully revealed, and it has been instilled by the evil spirit.

Individual combat effectiveness has been significantly improved.

Heavenly Court's standard magic sword and spirit weapon could not cut through the flesh and blood of the Witch Clan.

On the contrary, the power of those witches is getting stronger and stronger, and they can easily penetrate the armor and defense of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

See Xianli guard as nothing!

How do you fight this?

But at this moment!

On the Lich battlefield, the Ancestral Witch finally appeared!

A deep, solemn, vicissitudes of life sounded!

That voice actually overwhelmed the sound of fighting on the entire battlefield for a while:

"Dijun, Taiyi, aren't you trying to force us to wait out?" A space phantom emperor passed away in a flash.

Immediately, eleven ancestral witches stood under the sky, looking at Emperor Jun Taiyi!

The Ancestral Witch appeared, and the Witch Clan's fighting spirit burned immediately, and the roaring voice instantly overwhelmed the Monster Clan.

These eleven ancestral witches spread out in a circular ring, directly surrounding Emperor Jun Taiyi and a group of demons and gods.

Zhu Jiu Yin, Dijiang, Sushou, Guizi, Qiangliang, Houtu, Xuanming, Zhu Rong, Tianwu, Shebishi, Jumang!

Every ancestral witch exudes incomparably strong blood evil spirits, and also carries an incomparable killing.

Zhu Jiuyin stepped out first, his eyes condensed, and he spoke again:

"々｀ We are here, with the hatred of countless Wu Clan Erlangs, and the intent to fight that will never be extinguished!"

"Dijun, Taiyi, prepare to die."

Eleven blood and black evil auras rose up into the sky at the same time, and finally merged directly at the top of the nine days.

When that suffocating aura was gathered and merged, that desolation passed through the aura of ancient times

Finally slowly rose out.

At this moment, the entire prehistoric might be watching.

Ao Sheng looked at her side quietly, Nuwa frowned, her eyes dignified but angry.

On the top of Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing Bai's eyebrows are low, and he recites many Taoist scriptures in his mouth.

He is preaching for his only disciple who enters the room, and he is also preaching for many outstanding human races, of course people

The leader is compassionate and does not prohibit other creatures who come to listen.

But his gaze at this moment was to look directly at the battlefield.

The sage at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty stood on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the sage of Tongtian stepped directly into the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain.