The Great Desolation: The Strongest Man Who Came Out of Hongmeng

"Then I'd rather not be sanctified!"

Zhou Xian'er listened to Dao Cang's words and said stubbornly.

"Silly girl, you will understand later."

Dao Cang shook his head slightly and said nothing.

The destruction of the Wu clan will certainly have some impact on Zhou Xian'er, but it will eventually dissipate with the passage of time.

This is only because she is worshipped by the Wu people for the Buzhou Mountain Spirit.

Speaking of feelings, Zhou Xian'er didn't have much for the Wu clan.

Dao Cang had long thought that this would happen, so she never let her stay in the Wu clan, nor did she have too many connections with the people of the Wu clan.

Once Zhou Xian'er is deeply involved in it and has a relationship with the Wu clan, the destruction of the Wu clan will make Zhou Xian'er even more sad.

"Qianqi! You and I die together!"

Gong Gong suddenly let out a roar.

At this time, Gonggong was surrounded and suppressed by the demon gods and was seriously injured.

The other ancestors were also entangled by their opponents and had no time to support.

I saw Gonggong's huge real body suppressing Qiongqi, ignoring the magical powers of other demon gods, and forcibly pulling him towards Buzhou Mountain.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Gonggong blew himself up, and Qiong Qi, one of the strongest demon gods, also fell.

The entire Buzhou Mountain trembled suddenly under the impact.

"Kong Gong leader!"

Countless witch clan creatures let out a shrill roar, their eyes were red, and they ran wild.

"Co-workers!"

"Monster clan, I want you to pay your debts with blood!"

All the ancestral witches and the great witches were furious, and their shots were even more vicious.

The entire Wu clan was filled with extremely tragic slaughter.

The fall of the two great ancestors of Jumang and Gonggong was just the beginning.

During the Lich War for thousands of years, the fall of the Primordial Golden Immortal is the norm, and the Daluo Golden Immortal has died.

Seeing the fall of Gonggong, Zhou Xian'er cried even more fiercely.

"Master, I don't want them to die."

Zhou Xian'er cried like a little cat, sobbing.

"Okay, Master promises you, they will come back to life."

Dao Cang nodded and said with a smile.

"Really?"

Zhou Xian'er's face was stunned, and she stared at Dao Cang blankly.

"When did Shizun lie to you, so don't cry, it's too ugly to cry."

Dao Cang nodded and comforted.

"It's not ugly at all. Senior sisters say that Xian'er is cute."

Zhou Xian'er muttered.

"You say yes, let's go, let's go home."

"Ok."

Zhou Xian'er nodded and agreed.

Before leaving, Zhou Xian'er turned her head and glanced at the devastated land, as well as the witch clan creatures trapped in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Above the earth, the terrifying fight is still sweeping.

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin watched their brother fall, their eyes were red, and their killing intent was even more intense.

"Boom!"

Donghuang Taiyi urged the Chaos Bell, Shenwei Zhen Huanyu, and wanted to suppress Zhu Jiuyin.

Several great saints no longer know how much the earth has been destroyed.

In the four seas, boundless stormy waves were set off because of the might of this vast saint.

A small number of prehistoric creatures hid in the polar regions and did not dare to appear.

In the whole earth, only a few blessed places can detach from it.

"Blessing!"

A shrill roar sounded.

Qiangliang watched as Zhu Rong was completely smashed into powder by the top ten demon gods, and then fell.

Immediately afterwards, the six great ancestor witches, Tian Wu, Xuan Ming, Ding Shou, Xiang Liu, Fei Lian, and Ping Yi, all fell.

Among the demon clan, dozens of demon gods have fallen.

In order to kill the Six Great Ancestral Witch, he paid a painful price.

Of the twelve ancestral witches, nine have fallen, and only three ancestral witches, Shebishi, Jizi, and Qiangliang, are still standing strong.

"When you kill my brother, I want you to be buried with me!"

The eyes of the three ancestral witches were full of madness, and they held onto the last demon **** in the heavenly court, directly blew themselves up, and perished together.

"Qiangliang, stop!"

The eyes of the three great witches, the Primordial Saints, were red, and they wanted to stop all this.

But the saints of heaven completely stopped their actions.

"Di Jun!"

Zhu Jiuyin let out a roar.

"What are you yelling at! When your witch ancestors fell, I didn't say anything when 90% of the demon gods fell!"

Di Jun's eyes widened and he roared.

"So what! They are my brothers!"

Di Jiang's eyes were full of hatred, and the majestic holy might swept the heavens, terrifying.

"I am a saint! If this emperor is not dead, the heaven is still the ruler of heaven and earth!"

Di Jun's eyes were full of madness, and he shouted sharply.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the terrifying sage supernatural power swept through.

Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang joined forces to attack, and their supreme divine power was enough to destroy the galaxy and penetrate endless time and space.

Several great saints have fought fiercely for countless years, and each other is already scarred.

And apart from the saints, the battle of the earth, there are even thousands of lich creatures.

Hundreds of trillions of lich creatures, now only hundreds of billions remain.

"Hahaha!"

"Could it be that my Heavenly Court really can't break through the shackles of fate!"

Di Jun let out a bleak laugh.

This battle shattered the heavens and the earth, and blood stained the great wasteland, but the heavenly court was still almost destroyed.

"The demon clan destroys my witch clan, even if they fall, you will all die together!"

Di Jiang's eyes were full of killing intent.

"boom!"

At this moment, Hou Tu broke free from the entanglement between Zhun Ti and Jie Yin, and rushed towards Di Jun.

"Boom!"

Donghuang Taiyi sacrificed the Chaos Bell to block Houtu.

In the blink of an eye, the saints fought in a big melee, destroying countless worlds.

And the saint of heaven, Kunpeng, basically belongs to the kind who does not work hard.

Watching Di Jun and Di Jiang madly fighting each other, his eyes were burning, and there was a bit of calculation in his eyes.

However, the fight between Di Jiang and others was a desperate fight.

In the end, Di Jun and Tai Yi were overwhelmed, and their eyes were full of madness.

"Go away!"

Houtu looked furious when he saw the reception and Zhunti who were rushing again.

"Di Jun, Taiyi, today, you must die!"

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin shot with a bang, ignoring all the magic weapons, punched through the body with one punch.

Di Jun and Tai Yi's huge Jinwu real body was directly punched through a huge hole.

The golden blood dripped like lava, burning the endless void.

"If you want me to die, then let's die together!"

Di Jun's eyes were full of madness.

The Heavenly Court Monster Race has been killed and injured countless times, and the Heavenly Court has been destroyed for thirty-three days.

He can't kill the witch saint, the only way is to perish together!

"Wow!"

The Golden Crow screamed, and Di Jun turned into an endless divine fire, wrapping the Emperor River, and the divine flame burned the heavens.

"Boom!"

Di Jun blew himself up suddenly, pulling Di Jiang to death together.

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

Hou Tu, Zhu Jiuyin and Dong Huang Taiyi let out a shrill roar at the same time.