"Is the demon clan going to be finished?"

Changxi was stunned.

The body was shivering.

At this time, the war between demons and witches in the ancient world escalated infinitely, and the aftermath of the power enveloped the entire world. All living beings could sense and see it, and they were all frightened to the point of being uneasy.

Even on the East China Sea Crane Island that Yang Lin protected with his formation, the two little cranes, Xiao Lan and others were already suppressed by the force and fell to the ground, looking up at the sky.

They only felt that the sky was about to collapse and the earth was about to collapse.

A feeling of doom quietly emerged in my mind.

"If they really lose their temper, the Zhoutian Star Formation will explode, and the demon clan will fight with all their strength. The Wu Clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation will also explode at the same time, and huge energy will impact the prehistoric world. This world may be destroyed.

once."

Yang Lin saw it more clearly than Chang Xi.

Of course, he could clearly see that the true form of Pangu, which was condensed from the evil spirit and turbidity of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formations, was extremely powerful, but its combat power was still higher than that of the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation.

However, because the twelve people did not cultivate Yuan Shen, to be honest, they were not able to perfectly control this power. At most, they only controlled 70 to 80% of it.

It doesn't matter if the demon clan's formation is not broken. They can still control it. However, once the star formation of the saint's combat power level explodes and faces the unparalleled impact, the Twelve Capital Gods and Evil Formation will also immediately

Just can't control it.

These two forces, exerting their power at the same time, have exceeded the limit of what the world can bear.

Who will be most anxious at this time?

Neither Yang Lin nor Sanqing, nor Nuwa, Jie Yin, Ming He and others.

Because it is useless for them to be anxious. Their strength has not reached this level, they cannot stop it, and they are not even qualified to start a fight.

"Mulanshu, I know you are very strong. Could it be that even you can't stop this catastrophe?"

"Neither can I. Although the saint-level combat power is only one level higher than my current level, it is vastly different. Once you forcefully intervene, the warriors of the demon and witch tribes will explode to pieces, setting a precedent."

Hearing Yang Lin say this, Chang Xi's eyes flashed with sadness.

She actually couldn't bear to live like this.

I thought I could live this carefree and happily until the end of time.

Never imagined that happiness is always short-lived.

Just when you have tasted the real taste of life, life is about to come to an end.

This is not personal demise, but the end of the world.

She had no intention of resisting at all.

"I wonder if my sister is feeling sad at this time, and will she still think of me?"

Chang Xi hugged Yang Lin's arm tightly, a figure appeared in her mind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye...

She no longer looked at the earth-shattering wild battle in the hinterland of the ancient world, but only looked at Yang Lin's face, her eyes complex, as if she wanted to carve this face deeply into her heart.

till the end of the world,

Never forget.

"Don't worry, the prehistoric world will not collapse yet. You have forgotten one person. He cares more about the stability and order of this world than anyone else..."

Yang Lin burst out laughing. He still couldn't tell what he said. You see, Chang Xi was frightened.

However, it's nice to be able to see the sincere side of Chang Xi that she carelessly hides every day.

"You mean, Taoist ancestor? Hongjun Taoist?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? It made me worried to death..."

Chang Xi's eyes widened, her voice rose an octave, and she almost jumped for joy.

She had been frightened to death just now, and a huge worry filled her heart. She did not think about it, or did not dare to think about what the high and untouchable Dao Ancestor would do.

At this time, Yang Lin woke him up.

Just suddenly remembered.

The last time she listened to the sermon, she should have known that when Taoist preached, the rules he talked about were biased towards the power of order and creation. And he spent so much effort to educate all beings in the world and guide everyone to practice

Building a prosperous and beautiful world is not just for destruction.

He has the motive and ability to intervene in this battle.

In the eyes of Hongjun Daozu, the Monster Clan's Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation and the Wu Clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation should be just children's playthings.

After all, the saint-level power obtained by gathering the strength of the crowd is still inferior to the saint-level power that is truly achieved by self-cultivation. What's more, Daozu Hongjun has been a saint for many years. After so many years, his strength has

I don’t know what level it has been upgraded to.

As long as he wants to take action, even if the two clans of demons and witches fight, they will not be able to break this world.

After figuring this out, Chang Xi immediately wasn't worried at all.

At this time, there was a rain of blood in the ancient world.

The walls of the world are creaking and no one is crying...

At this moment, a sigh suddenly appeared in the hearts of all living beings.

The huge figure that was swinging the ax wildly and slashing so hard that the demon clan's heaven was crumbling suddenly seemed to have lost electricity, and its movements froze.

And the Zhoutian Starry Formation, which seemed to be about to explode in the next moment, also stopped operating in an instant, revealing Di Jun, Taiyi and others at the core of the formation.

At this time, the faces of several demon soft emperors were all dark, their bodies were covered with bloodstains, and their breaths were unstable. It was obvious that they had reached the end of the battle and were planning a fatal blow.

At this most critical moment, a thin and slender figure appeared in mid-air.

This man was wearing a gray robe, his face could not be seen clearly, and he was not very tall...

However, as long as he is suspended in mid-air, he is the center of the world.

It was Hongjun Daozu.

"See teacher."

Di Jun and others were shocked at first, then ecstatic.

I almost blew myself up just now.

At this time, Taoist Hongjun appeared and made it clear that he was here to stop the war.

If the demon race's star formation has just been completed, and he is so ambitious that he wants to dominate the world, he will definitely not be happy to see Daozu Hongjun appear.

However, it is completely different now.

Most of my heart is filled with joy and excitement.

Finally, I saved my life, and also saved the huge demon clan heaven and the lives of billions of demon clans.

However, with the emergence of Taoist Hongjun, why can't he control a little bit of power?

Di Jun was frightened and felt a heavy pressure on his heart. He deliberately wanted to mobilize his vitality and inspire his soul, but he found that it had no effect.

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Turning around, he saw Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi and Kunpeng, and even the 365 demon gods, Xihe and others, all swaying, with frightened eyes and disordered breathing...

'In the eyes of Taozu, we are all ants. Just one glance and we are knocked down, and we can't help but live or die...'

The joy that had just risen in Di Jun's heart receded like a tide, and only the feeling of powerlessness remained in his heart.

He bowed his head, not daring to say another word or take another look.

He knew that the gap between himself and Hongjun Daozu was so huge that there was no need to compare.

Where are the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

As Taoist Hongjun waved his sleeves, twelve figures fell into the sky, their faces pale and their bodies weak.

Controlling Pangu's true form and controlling the Shensha Formation, they felt that their bodies were almost exhausted after just a short period of fighting. At this time, their muscles and bones were tender. Seeing Hong Jun appear, their eyes were full of shock.

The most terrifying thing is that with the appearance of this old man whose face he couldn't see clearly, the fighting spirit and fighting spirit in their hearts completely disappeared, their blood vessels also solidified, and they couldn't feel a trace of strength.

Just like when he was just born and still a toddler, he encountered a ferocious tiger.

It seemed that the next moment he was born, he would be swallowed by the ferocious tiger and turn into blood food. A panic appeared in the hearts of the ancestral witches involuntarily.

Hou Tu suppressed his mind and stabilized the fear in his soul. He quickly grabbed the brother beside him, winked, and bowed, "See Teacher Hongjun."

"Okay, from today on, the demon clan controls the sky and the shaman clan controls the land. Both parties have made a truce and are not allowed to start any disputes."

Hongjun Daozu's tone was calm and his eyes were distant and indifferent. He glanced at the leaders of the two demon and witch clans present. Seeing that their hearts trembled, he nodded, and his body turned into nothingness and disappeared.
Chapter completed!