All forces from the prehistoric times took action together, and it took a total of more than a hundred years to strangle all the violent beasts.
As a result, Honghuang calmed down again.
Such peaceful days lasted for more than ten years in the blink of an eye.
But everyone clearly felt a kind of tranquility before the storm was about to come.
In the past ten years or so, Houtu traveled throughout the wilderness but never returned to the Wu clan.
"It's almost time to get started."
On this day, in the Demon Court, Wang Ping's eyes flashed slightly and he decided to take action.
Now that he decided to take action, Wang Ping did not hesitate and directly dispatched troops and generals.
According to the original plan, Wang Ping planned to move step by step and in batches.
"You five, Shang Yang, Jiu Ying, Qin Yuan, Ying Zhao, and Fei Lian, take people with me to fight against the Wu clan."
The order was passed down, and soon the Five Demon Saints and their people formed a team.
Wang Ping did not hesitate and led people to a stronghold of the Wu clan.
According to Wang Ping's previous plan, Xuan Ming deliberately did not let everyone be in the Wu Clan's ancestral land, but guarded outside.
Traveling quickly, a few days later, Wang Ping and others surrounded the Wu clan people stationed in one place.
"Host's plan detected, please select."
"One, give up the plan and reward me with a Star Grass."
"Two, continue the plan, transfer everyone, be jealous of Hongjun, and reward the essence of power."
The system voice appeared and issued a reward to Wang Ping.
After listening, Wang Ping curled his lips speechlessly, he must continue the plan!
All in all, there is no reason to give up the plan.
With a slight thought in his mind, Wang Ping directly ordered the attack.
The people from the Witch Clan opposite had been warned long ago and knew the plan, so they pretended to fight with Demon Ting.
The people from the Wu clan who came here were Xingtian and Xiang Liu, and among the people Wang Ping planned to transfer this time, there was Xiang Liu.
As for Xingtian, Wang Ping does not plan to transfer this time. He also plans to keep Xingtian and Chi You to make trouble with the human race again.
In addition to Xiang Liu, the others are the people from Yaoting.
Of the five demon saints he brought, this time Wang Ping planned to transfer Shang Yang, Qin Yuan and Ying Zhao first.
As for Jiu Ying and Fei Lian, let’s wait until next time.
Naturally, Xing Tian and Xiang Liu alone cannot do this. Others from the Wu Clan need to come forward, so that the Demon Court can look like a normal defeat.
And this plan is hidden in this guarded place by Zhu Jiuyin, Qiang Liang and Xizi.
The three great ancestral witches, plus Xing Tian and Xiang Liu, were enough to defeat the Demon Court.
After all, no matter how you look at it, the Demon Saint here in the Demon Court cannot be the opponent of the Ancestral Witch.
An ancestral witch beat several demon saints with ease.
Therefore, it is reasonable for Shang Yang and others to die in battle.
"Bold Demon Court, do you think our witch clan's two ancestor witches, Zhu Rong and Gonggong, died in the battle, leaving us with no one left?"
Xingtian roared angrily, and his voice echoed throughout most of the wilderness.
All the sentient beings who heard this voice were shocked in their hearts. Did the disaster begin again?
Although many people don't want it, no one can do anything about it. The two clans of lich and witch are so powerful that no one in the prehistoric era is a rival.
The saints that all sentient beings look forward to appear to be indifferent, and many people are already in despair.
"The Taoist ancestors have abandoned us, and the saints have also abandoned us."
Many people are pessimistic, hoping that someone will appear like patching the sky and save them in dire straits.
Everyone had a premonition that if the war started again, there would be another loss of life.
"Are we finally going to fight? As expected, the two great ancestral witches are dead. The Demon Court will not let go of such a good opportunity."
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun showed a smile and seemed to be in a good mood.
All threats must be wiped out one by one. In this world, he, Hongjun, has the final say.
"Respectfully, Master Ancestral Witch, Demon Court, don't you think that we won't expect this? We actually deliberately provoked you to take action."
After shouting and watching Wang Ping and others rushing over, Xing Tian shouted again as planned.
Then the three great ancestral witches appeared, and the Demon Court fell into a disadvantage.
"Today, no one can leave, they will all die, kill!"
Qiang Liang shouted and took the lead.
Wang Ping's face changed wildly: "No, there is an ambush, we are no match, retreat, retreat quickly."
I have to say that although it is acting, it feels absolutely real. People who don’t know the truth really don’t know what is going on.
"Can you leave, son of the Wu clan? Follow us to kill the enemy."
Qiang Liang shouted and attacked Wang Ping. Of course Wang Ping didn't know how to fight and wanted to lead people away.
But they were soon overtaken and had to fight.
Suddenly, the situation changed and murderous intent surged into the sky.
Wang Ping didn't fight anyone alone, he just ran around the place because he wanted to help everyone block attacks.
The killing between the two sides was earth-shattering. Wang Ping first communicated with Xizi and ordered him to attack Shang Yang.
Xizi nodded quietly and took an opportunity to launch an extremely powerful attack.
Shang Yang followed Wang Ping's instructions and pretended that he only had time to make a move.
Of course, this kind of attack could not block Xizi's attack, and the lightning overwhelmed Shang Yang.
In fact, at the moment when the electric light was submerged, Wang Ping had already transferred Shang Yang into the demon refining pot.
After a while, the lightning dissipated and there was no trace of Shang Yang.
"No, damn it, I'm going to kill you."
Wang Ping pretended to be sad and angry and shouted, chasing Xizi and unknowingly ran to Xiang Liu's side.
Xizi, on the other hand, showed that he did not want to fight Wang Ping because he had just killed Shang Yang and used his ultimate move.
Just as he was passing by Xiang Liu, Wang Ping suddenly attacked Xiang Liu.
It was Yingzhao who originally fought against Xiang Liu, so he was busy cooperating with Wang Ping.
Xiang Liu pretended to be unable to dodge, and pretended that the two of them had not joined forces to kill him. He accidentally caused a pile of blood, and the body fell down.
"Seal the soul!"
Wang Ping pretended to shout, pretending to be Xiang Liu's "body" and took it away.
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun frowned deeply as he watched the battle.
"Come again, what is his purpose? Such a Taoist Brother Ping dares to keep going against me and is seeking death."
Hongjun's eyes flashed with coldness. Although he didn't know what the purpose was, it didn't stop him from guessing that it was definitely not a good thing.
At the scene, the battle continued. After Wang Ping and Yingzhao teamed up to kill Xiang Liu, Xizi pretended to be furious and launched the same attack on Yingzhao.
Yingzhao was naturally defeated as planned, and Wang Ping got him into the demon refining pot.
Xizi, who had killed someone, ran to Qiang Liang's side, and it was Wang Ping's next target Qin Yuan who fought against Qiang Liang.
According to the plan, Qin Yuan pretended to blow himself up, and both the lich and the lich were so frightened that they immediately stopped fighting.
"Let's go, everyone, leave me alone."
Qin Yuan shouted, his performance was perfect, Wang Ping was very impressed.
Seeing the people in Demon Court pretending not to leave, Wang Ping shouted to them to leave.
Wang Ping, on the other hand, chose to stay with Qin Yuan, as if he wanted to save Qin Yuan.
In fact, it was Wang Ping who ran over and gathered a ball of mana to detonate it.
At the moment before detonation, Wang Ping had already moved Qin Yuan, and Wang Ping himself also disappeared.
After this time, he, the sky-exploding demon general, disappeared from the world.
