In Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun opened his eyes.
Three thousand years, this sermon is coming to an end!
Less than two hundred years to go!
Outside Zixiao Palace, the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan were still fighting fiercely.
The demon clan returns to the earth and seizes the living space of the witch clan.
However, the Wu clan also boarded the Tianque, even occupied the Tianque, and continuously sent troops to attack the Demon Court.
Mountains and rivers are broken!
No more stars fell, but every once in a while, a broken piece of the Demon Court fell from the sky and fell to the earth.
The Demon Court is retreating steadily.
Both the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan suffered numerous casualties, but the Witch Clan became more and more courageous as they fought, while the Demon Clan, on the other hand, began to fail.
Another battle, another defeat of the Demon Court, or in other words, out of desperation, Di Jun took the initiative to give up one side of the Demon Court's ten territories and let the Witch Clan fall with the Demon Court's territory, and finally became the Demon Clan. There was a moment of respite.
"No, we can't go on like this." Di Jun gasped and looked into the hall: "Do you have any plans?"
In the main hall, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Kunpeng, Xihe and the ten great demon masters were all present.
Everyone had angry expressions on their faces, but they couldn't come up with anything.
Everyone here understood why.
Very simple!
The demon clan in the Demon Court almost all relies on Taoism and magic weapons to fight. During the battle, the demon clan is defeated and the magic weapons are damaged or even destroyed.
So much so that nowadays, the quality of the weapons used by the Demon Clan in Demon Court is getting worse and worse.
On the other hand, for the Witch Clan, the dead are not counted. Those who can survive, the injuries on their bodies are not only not a burden, but will make the Witch Clan's body stronger.
Moreover, the vitality of the Wu clan is unexpectedly tenacious.
As long as more than half of the Wu clan's body is not destroyed, the Wu clan will not die.
Even if you fall from the Demon Court and your whole body is shattered and looks like a ball of rotten flesh, if you lie quietly on the ground like that for a few years, the Witch Clan will stand up again and become stronger than before!
If the fight continues like this... But Yaoting has no choice but to continue the fight.
If the fight continues, the demon court still has the merits recognized by heaven, which can protect the demon clan, improve their cultivation, and refine weapons.
If the Demon Court is lost, with the strength of the Witch Clan, I am afraid that it will soon occupy the ancient world. At that time, the Demon Clan will have no way out.
"Since my dear friends have no suggestions for the time being, let's come here first and let everyone have a good rest." Di Jun waved his hand feebly.
After the ten demon kings left, Di Jun looked at Kunpeng: "What did the demon master say just now?"
Kunpeng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his mood had fluctuated slightly just now, and that Di Jun had sensed it.
Di Jun's cultivation is indeed terrifying!
Kunpeng took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, I do have an idea."
"Oh, what do you think?" Di Jun leaned on the chair a little tired and asked with a smile.
"Your Majesty, do you still remember what we saw last time we went to that senior's place?"
Di Jun nodded: "Of course, if it hadn't been for that senior, under the attack of the projection of God Pangu, our Demon Court would have been defeated long ago."
Several people in the main hall thought of that huge shadow, and even though nearly a thousand years had passed, they still couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Xi He said with emotion: "The senior's skills are really powerful, but we also let the witch clan understand that we have the ability to resist the projection of the great god, so over the years, the ancestral witches and we have a tacit understanding not to use the big formation again."
Fuxi said: "Perhaps this is also the idea of that senior. We use the power of the stars, and the stars fall, and the ancient land becomes the Five Continents. For the Wu tribe who are not good at flying, gathering and traveling are both problems. If it happens again By activating the projection of the great god, we will inevitably arrange a great star array in the sky, and more stars will fall. Then, it is very likely that the entire earth will collapse, and at that time, the Wu clan will completely lose its foothold."
This was the first time for several people present to hear such a statement, but the more they thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
The prehistoric land is divided into five continents. Although there are still land connections, the distance between each continent has suddenly become tens of millions of miles farther. Now, although the war has filled most of the prehistoric world, the distance between the creatures far away from the battle is The battle is farther away, and the possibility of being affected is smaller.
That senior's methods, plans, and control over the consequences...
Even the scheming Kunpeng was shocked. He felt that his thoughts were like those of a child in front of that senior. But this only strengthened Kunpeng's view. Kunpeng clasped his fists and said:
"Your Majesty, what Emperor Xi just said is probably true. This further proves that the senior will not be unintentional. Your Majesty, do you still remember what we saw from that senior at that time?"
Di Jun frowned and said, "The demon master will tell you straight."
"When we went there, the rest of the scenes were all the fixed arrangements of the senior's dojo. Maybe we are not advanced enough to understand, but the newly arranged things by that senior, except for the Zhoutian Star Formation and the Hunyuan Heluo Formation, Besides, there is another thing!”
"What is it?" Donghuang Taiyi asked quickly.
Di Jun also sat up straight and looked at Kunpeng nervously.
The senior's temporary arrangement was obviously his special guidance.
"snowman!"
"snowman?"
"Yes, that senior had a powerful clay figurine outside the tea shop, so we subconsciously ignored the snowman."
"Then what does the demon master think the snowman represents, and what does the senior's advice mean?" Xihe asked nervously and expectantly.
"The snowman balances nature and nurture. There happens to be such a race in the world, the human race!"
"Human race?" Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and Xihe all focused their attention on Fuxi. They all knew that this was a race created by Empress Nuwa and was a very weak race.
Neither the Demon Clan nor the Witch Clan noticed it.
"What does that senior mean, that we unite with the human race?" Xihe asked thoughtfully.
"This poor Taoist can't figure it out. It might be in the same direction." Kunpeng said with a smile.
Di Jun smiled and said: "It seems that the demon master has more ideas, let's talk about them."
"Pindao does have some ideas," Kunpeng said: "Since the Zhoutian Star Formation and the Hunyuan Heluo Formation are both weapons, then why can't the human race be weapons?"
Fuxi suppressed his dissatisfaction and frowned: "The human race is so weak. Now it mainly breeds in Southern Continent. Even if the entire human race adds up, there are only tens of millions. I am afraid that even a great wizard cannot stop it. How can we make weapons? I think that senior is probably asking us to unite the human race."
Kunpeng smiled and said, "This is just Pindao's opinion."
Di Jun nodded slowly: "That's it, Emperor Xi will execute according to Emperor Xi's ideas, and the demon master will execute according to the demon master's ideas. Taiyi will inform the Ten Demon Kings about this later. If they have any ideas, You can also execute it according to your own ideas.”
"Okay." Dong Huangtai nodded, thinking about the snowman's specific intention.
