Pangu Hall, towering into the clouds, is magnificent and has a rough and simple architectural style, which is very characteristic of the Wu people.
The entire palace is tens of thousands of feet in circumference, majestic and has a chilling atmosphere.
The majestic gate is like a crouching dragon, surging and exuding an inviolable majesty.
The space in the hall is extremely spacious, and there are huge animal-head-shaped torches on the surrounding walls, emitting a strange gray light. On the surrounding walls, rough patterns of ancestral witches are carved with exquisite stone carving skills. The shapes are strange and they seem to be staring at everyone who enters.
Standing here, it seems that you can feel the amazing power flowing through the ancestral witches.
In this solemn hall, eleven ancestral witches sit on high seats, their eyes are like torches, and their movements exude an unparalleled powerful aura.
They hold the fate of the entire Wu clan in their hands, opening up a way forward for their clansmen, leading to infinite possibilities.
The hall was extremely quiet at the moment, with only the low voices of the ancestral witches echoing, making all the great witches in the hall involuntarily feel a sense of awe.
These great witches did not dare to make the slightest movement, for fear of disturbing the ancestral witches in front of them.
They knew that the ancestral witches were working together to refine a legendary supreme witchcraft - the Demon-Slaying Banner.
This treasure is extremely important!
It can even be said that it carries the future of the Witch Clan and is the key to whether the Witch Clan can protect the entire clan from the massive invasion of the Monster Clan!
At this moment, the firelight in the hall reflected the figures of the ancestral shamans in a hazy and mysterious manner, which made people unconsciously feel a sense of awe.
The ancestral witches were by the fire, chanting incantations in their mouths, holding various mysterious magical materials in their hands, and their skills were as skillful as a wonderful dance.
Their faces were full of solemnity and determination, as if they were fighting for the future of the entire tribe.
Beside the fire, a feather ornament was swaying, swaying with the low chanting of the ancestral witches, making people's eyes light up involuntarily.
The feathers swayed as if beating the rhythm of life, majestic and solemn.
Tianshan snow lotus, nameless grass, toad gallbladder... After countless days and nights of searching, the ancestral witches finally collected all the materials they needed.
They carefully put it into the fire, and then added some mysterious red liquid.
This liquid is so strange. Although it doesn't have the slightest light, it makes people tremble with fear and has an inexplicable fear at the first glance.
That crimson liquid was the holy blood extracted from the blood of the human race when the two Lich clans massacred the human race!
Although they killed hundreds of millions of humans and extracted only a wisp of holy blood, it was more than enough for the demon-slaying banner they refined!
Gradually, dense and irresistible scorching fire emitted from the blazing furnace, melting all the materials into one, turning them into a rolling liquid.
With a "gudong" sound, the liquid in the furnace rolled, showing a strange color: red, black, and gold, intertwined and entwined.
With the incantations of the ancestral witches, the fire in the furnace grew louder and the flames soared into the sky, baking the boiling liquid to its highest peak. The spiritual power seemed to be activated, and everything around it was burned, magnificent and majestic.
A powerful spiritual energy surged up in the blazing flames, and then became a gorgeous flag.
At this time, the hands of the ancestral witches released the cold energy covered with thorns of ice and snow and the power of the erupting sun, refining the demon-slaying flag to the extreme.
I don’t know how long the whole process lasted.
It might be three to five years, it might be three to fifty years, or it might be three to five hundred years...
In short, such a demon-slaying banner with mysterious magical power finally arrived in the Pangu Palace of Buzhou Mountain under great expectations, emitting a formidable aura.
The Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch stared closely at the Demon-Slaying Flag, his body trembling slightly, and shouts coming from his mouth from time to time, as if calling the whole world to be shaken by this artifact.
He stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and the light of the furnace fire in the palace disappeared in an instant, and a large black flag appeared in his hand - the Demon-Slaying Banner.
At this moment, a chill that penetrated into the soul filled the entire hall.
A dark black light passed through Pangu Palace, exuding suffocating energy.
The night is not raging, the stars are shining, as if celebrating the birth of a supreme wizard treasure!
"It's time to fight back!"
Dijiang Ancestral Witch held the demon-slaying banner in his hand and said loudly and energetically: "It's time for us to go to heaven and completely bury that unknown demon clan!"
…
Thirty-three days above, in the demon clan's heaven, there are mountains and mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist.
The magnificent palaces are scattered among the fairy islands, integrating with the heaven and earth.
Walking in the heaven, the sound of the breeze in your ears is like the rhythm of music, making people feel comfortable and peaceful.
The Immortal Island Sacred Mountain is a sight that can be seen everywhere in the heaven, and the heavenly palaces and palaces are all shining with different forms of brilliant light, which makes people dizzy.
On one side of the heaven, there is a huge Demon Emperor's Palace. Not far away from the Demon Emperor's Palace, there are blooming roses and green leaves absorbing the sunlight and exuding a faint fragrance.
In the summer afternoon, the sun shines through the leaves, making the entire Demon Emperor's Palace even more beautiful.
The sky also began to turn dark blue, and a red sun gradually rose. Its light illuminated the entire palace, making the scenery of the Demon Clan's heaven even more beautiful.
The sun shines on the earth, and the light is dappled, like a touch of clear water washing this beautiful wonderland.
The Demon Clan's Heavenly Court is the most magnificent residence of all the Demon Clan in the prehistoric times, and it is also the place that the Demon Clan most yearns for.
As the center of power in heaven, the Demon Emperor's Palace is majestic and towering into the clouds. The aura in the palace is lingering, making people feel an otherworldly atmosphere.
The glazed tiles on the roof of the hall are staggered and scattered, reflecting sunlight and shining with colorful light. The stone steps and cliffs in front of the temple are covered with huge stone pillars and strange-shaped statues, which seem to tell people the glory and greatness of the demon clan. The surrounding walls are covered with screens covered with ivy and murals of mythical animals, which are magnificent and formidable.
In the hall, hundreds of demon gods wearing brocade clothes and jade belts sat quietly cross-legged, their expressions solemn and peaceful.
At the front is a majestic demon saint.
Their expressions were solemn, and their eyes looked excitedly towards the center of the hall.
At this moment, in the center of the palace, two tall gods sat cross-legged there solemnly. They were the two supreme beings of the demon clan, Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
Between the two of them, there was a huge furnace.
The flame in the furnace is the most terrifying golden sun flame in the Three Realms, which can melt all materials in the world. The momentum, like thousands of troops galloping past, makes people involuntarily feel a sense of awe.
A group of demon saints and demon gods took action one after another, gathering fierce energy and injecting divine power into the furnace.
Under the command of Demon Emperor Jun, the giant furnace spit out torrential flames, and energy continued to flow within the furnace, forming a mysterious talisman array.
In the firelight, the stretched dagger, the sharpened knife, the flashing blade and the dignified and steady silver rod blended with each other and began to gradually take shape.
Demon Emperor Jun danced his hands, controlling the endless divine power of the five elements, regulating the golden flames of the sun to smelt the power gathered from all directions, and forged a brilliant, colorful divine sword.
At this time, Donghuang Taiyi also offered a drop of red liquid as flawless as fire jade.
An invisible air flow hit, and the divine sword began to tremble in front of everyone's eyes. The form of the entire divine sword gradually became complete, and it made an earth-shattering roar. It looked majestic and very powerful.
There is no doubt that the liquid with magical effects is a trace of holy blood extracted from the countless human blood that was massacred before.
At this moment, Demon Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and a group of demon saints and demon gods joined forces in the Demon Emperor's Palace to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword that they dreamed of.
The two demon kings didn't know where they got the news, saying that this witch-slaying sword was enough to destroy the entire witch clan, and even the extremely powerful ancestral witches could be killed easily!
That's why there was the mass slaughter of people and the blood-taking incident, and today's joint effort to refine weapons.
I don’t know how long it took.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura emerged from the furnace out of thin air.
In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, with thunder and lightning.
The golden flames of the great sun in the furnace are surging and surging, showing a momentum like thousands of troops galloping past, making people involuntarily feel awe.
The witch-slaying sword finally took shape,
This sword is about four feet long, entirely silver, and its blade is covered with mysterious runes. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with golden gems, and countless small stars seemed to be shining inside the gems.
"Perfect!" Demon Emperor Jun let out a long sigh of relief, and all the demon saints and demon gods behind him cheered loudly.
Several demon saints tried to pick up the witch-slaying sword, but were shocked back a few steps by the powerful power contained in the sword.
And Dong Huangtai just tapped his finger, and the witch-slaying sword floated in his hand.
This innate god who was born from the sun star stared closely at the runes on the witch-slaying sword, seeming to decipher the mystery.
Demon Emperor Jun smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to Donghuang Taiyi.
Donghuang Taiyi hesitated for a moment, then waved lightly, letting the witch-slaying sword fly into Demon Emperor Jun's hand.
In his hands, the sword seemed to have spirituality, ready to strike for its master at any time.
Demon Emperor Jun paused, and a bright golden light suddenly shone in his hand. The golden light enveloped the Witch-Slaying Sword and flashed past. Suddenly, the entire body of the Witch-Slaying Sword emitted a strong light.
The witch-slaying sword carried strong energy, forming a huge idol that illuminated the sky extremely brightly.
At this time, the Witch-Slaying Sword was already an extremely long and exquisite artifact that seemed to be able to penetrate into the nine heavens.
"Chi la la~"
The gleaming witch-slaying sword pierced the sky, strong winds rose, and the whole world was shaking.
The roar and wind echoed throughout the entire nine heavens at the same time, making it clear to countless demon clansmen in the heaven.
"The Witch-Slaying Sword was finally successfully refined!"
Throughout the Demon Clan Heavenly Palace, countless demon gods cheered for the success of forging this supreme divine sword.
Demon Emperor Jun held the Witch-Slaying Sword and stood at the highest point of the Demon Emperor's Palace. He spoke loudly and forcefully: "Not long ago, the ancestral witches such as Di Jiang and Qiang Liang once again attacked our heaven, killing and injuring countless demon clan soldiers. , even the Nantian Gate was smashed by them again!
Since the Witch Clan refuses to stay contented, the only option is to let them disappear completely! "
"How can I, the majestic demon clan, be bullied by the witch clan like a mere ant!"
"All demons and gods obey orders!"
"I order you to lead 365 heavenly soldiers and generals and attack with the whole army!"
"Destroy the witch clan!"
Demon Emperor Jun's kingly voice echoed between heaven and earth, reaching the ears of every demon clan.
At this time, the demon emperor Jun's eyes were determined, and the witch-slaying sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light, seeming to declare his unstoppable power.
He is a supremely powerful man who is born with the demeanor of a king, and is respected and loyal to all demon clans.
Donghuang Taiyi stood aside, his eyes blurred and he didn't say much.
Below, demon gods wearing armor emerged from the Demon Emperor's Palace. They were all strong demon clan men with tall stature and ferocious appearance.
"Subordinates take orders!"
"Set off!"
"Destroy the witch clan!"
…
A roar resounded in the air, and 365 heavenly soldiers and generals, led by many demons and gods, left the heaven with great momentum and headed for the Buzhou Mountain battlefield with great momentum, bound to completely annihilate the Wu clan.
The mighty demon army quickly gathered together to form legions and rushed to the front line.
They were all so brave and high-spirited that they wanted to tear the Wu clan into pieces.
At this time, a demon warrior could not wait to join in the cruel war, and wanted to use his dripping blood and broken body to compose an impassioned war song.
…
In the Pangu Hall of Buzhou Mountain, the Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch stared closely at the lowered demon-slaying flag, with ups and downs in his heart.
Suddenly, a violent fluctuation of vitality came, and a stream of light flashed in the sky.
"Report——"
"The demon army is attacking!"
"Currently, the demon army has invaded 365 tribes!"
"Among them, Demon Emperor Jun personally led one hundred and eight heavenly soldiers and generals to attack the southern border of our clan!"
"Donghuang Taiyi led another part of the army to attack the western border of our clan!"
…
Battle reports fell from the sky one after another, telling Emperor Jiang Zuwu about the current situation of the demon clan's invasion.
He looked at the demon-slaying flag in front of him, his heart filled with anger, and he immediately made the decision to fight back.
"Give me the order to mobilize the whole clan!"
"All the warriors of the Witch Clan!"
"Fight with me!"
"Destroy the evil spirits!"
"Defend your home!"
Emperor Jiang's ancestral wizard paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, his heroic voice echoing in everyone's ears.
His voice resounded throughout the entire Wu clan and reached the ears of every Wu clan member.
For a time, the whole Wu clan was in a state of excitement. Everyone was full of passion and high morale.
All the warriors of the Wu Clan cheered up and devoted themselves to intense preparations for battle.
Although the Witch Clan was beaten many times by the Demon Clan due to its small number, and was even on the verge of extinction, the warriors of the Witch Clan never gave up resistance.
Because Buzhou Mountain is their land, their home, and the inexhaustible bloodline passed down from generation to generation, they cannot give up, and they cannot give up!
Now, the demon clan has come to invade again, and the Wu clan has once again gathered strong fighting power, vowing to completely eradicate the demon clan!
The warriors of the Wu Clan are more decisive and powerful!
They are not afraid of death, they are just afraid that they will not be able to die to defend their homeland and protect their people!
Now, there is another army of monsters coming to invade, so naturally the Wu clan must use all their strength, risk everything, and fight to the end!
No matter what kind of difficulties and challenges they encounter, the warriors of the Wu clan will never give up hope and the right to survive.
This is the Wu Clan who lives forever and perseveres!
Warriors of the Wu clan will never be slaves!
The demon tribe invaded, destroyed our Witch Clan's temple, killed our Witch Clan's people, and occupied our Witch Clan's land. All this is an unprecedented humiliation, and it is a serious violation that cannot be tolerated!
As a member of the Witch Clan, how could he succumb to the trampling of the Demon Clan and let himself be slaughtered!
Even if you die, you must use your blood to awaken your sleeping ancestors, and use your broken bodies to build tombs and monuments one after another!
"kill!"
"For the Houtu tribe!"
"For the people!"
"For survival!"
…
The warriors of the Wu clan were all high-spirited and went into battle one after another.
Many young witches and child witches also rushed to the battlefield without hesitation, and even some seriously injured patients came to the battlefield on crutches and dragged their tired bodies.
This is the final battle between the two lich clans!
Only the winner has the right to continue to survive in the wild world!
At this moment, everyone knows this.
No one is timid, and no one shrinks back.
Because this is a moment that concerns the life and death of the Wu clan, and even more so because of the obsession deep in their hearts, the belief that they will never give up!
Finally, the two Lich clans officially started war!
Countless monster armies rushed towards the Witch Clan like a mountain. Each monster clan's heavenly soldiers and generals had ferocious faces, and their bodies exuded terrifying energy fluctuations, forming a suffocating and terrifying aura.
They raised their weapons high, as if urging death, and ruthlessly glanced at the Wu soldiers in front of them.
Following the order, these demon clan's heavenly soldiers and generals arranged numerous formations, turning into endless spreading nets of souls, mercilessly strangling the Wu clan.
Arrows rained down from the sky, like a dense forest, covering the sky and the sun, and rushed toward them.
The red blood sprayed over a large area, but the warriors of the Wu clan still fought bravely and continued to move forward indomitably.
In their view, it is only the body that dies, not the soul.
Even if their souls dissipate, as long as there is still a chance, they will fight to the end without hesitation.
This brave spirit, coupled with their invincible bodies, makes the Witch Clan warriors the most terrifying nightmare for the Demon Clan's heavenly soldiers and generals.
Facing the overwhelming rain of arrows, these Wu warriors did not dodge or dodge, but rushed forward directly against the rain of arrows.
"kill!"
The warriors of the Wu clan roared angrily, each one like a madman, waving the weapons in their hands and charging in frantically. Even if he is shot, he will only pause briefly and then continue to charge forward.
An astonishing power burst out from their bodies, causing the surrounding demon clan and heavenly soldiers and generals to feel palpitations.
This power comes from the obsession deep in the hearts of the Wu warriors, the belief that they will never give up!
No matter what kind of difficulties and challenges they encounter, they will never give up and never give up!
At this moment, waves of invisible energy fluctuations were rubbing and colliding in the air, forming brilliant sparks that were visible to the naked eye.
"boom!"
"Bang! Bang!"
The sound of impact was endless, and balls of blood exploded in the center of the battlefield.
There are those from the witch clan and those from the demon clan.
Those Wu warriors were like crazy gods of war, rushing in regardless of life or death.
They used their own flesh and blood and their fearless courage to fight against the iron hooves of the demon clan, and worked hard to hold on to their land and home.
At this moment, a famous demon god appeared in the sky, looking down at the battle below, with a sneer on his lips.
"You witch clan, do you really think that you brave people like you can compete with our demon clan for the world of the wild world?"
"It's so ridiculous!"
The one who spoke was the Red Leopard Demon God. His face was filled with disdain and his eyes were full of ridicule.
The Fat Relic Demon God stood aside, silent, staring closely at the warriors of the Witch Clan below.
After a long time, he whispered: "The officers and soldiers of the Yaoguang Department obey the order and sacrifice to the Heaven and Earth Net!"
The Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Fluttering Light Department received the order from the Feiyi Demon God, and one after another sacrificed the Heavenly Standard Spiritual Treasure - the Heavenly Net.
This is a large net. The fabric is woven from ancient golden threads. It is completely black and dotted with complicated and gorgeous golden patterns, making it look very solemn and majestic.
In an instant, nets fell from the sky, covering countless Wu warriors, and gathered together to form a huge catching net.
These heaven and earth nets are connected to each other and are densely packed without any gaps, tightly wrapping the Wu clan warriors in them.
The Wu warriors were blocked by a dragnet, and their movements were immediately severely restricted.
Under the shroud of the dragnet, the warriors of the Wu clan seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and their movements became sluggish.
This situation made them very uncomfortable, as if they had encountered a legendary disaster. The feeling of powerlessness that filled their hearts was disappointing.
Seeing that the Wu Clan warriors were restrained by the dragnet, the Demon Clan's heavenly soldiers and generals laughed with pride and increased their efforts, hoping that the Wu Clan warriors would surrender as soon as possible.
However, at this moment, an old voice sounded in his ears, bringing a powerful aura.
"If our Witch Clan dies today, then at the end of our Witch Clan, your Demon Clan will also perish!"
The person who spoke was a great shaman named Xiang Liu. He had gray hair and amazing powers. Standing on this land, he looked like a towering mountain peak.
Xiang Liu Da Wu waved his left hand, and a huge palm appeared out of thin air, and slapped it hard on the Tianluo Earth Net, and a shocking wave of vitality suddenly erupted.
Jiufeng, Xingtian and a large number of great witches immediately joined forces to attack. Invisible ripples of vitality collided fiercely in the air, forming a huge net that flew towards the far west.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
"boom!"
"Boom!"
In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible thunder and lightning strike, instantly tearing the dragnet into pieces and turning it into golden streams of light.
The dragnet was broken instantly, and countless fragments of vitality rose up and filled the air.
For a time, there was a constant roar between the heaven and the earth, and flames splashed everywhere, as if countless weapons collided together, bursting out with bright brilliance.
When Demon Saint Jiuying, Demon Saint Feilian and others who were sitting in the rear saw it, they were shocked and immediately took action to kill Xiang Liu, Jiufeng and other great witches.
"presumptuous!"
"You evildoers dare to take action against the great witch of our clan. It is an unpardonable crime!"
"kill!"
Zhu Rong, Gonggong and other ancestral witches immediately appeared to attack, and thrilling battles began at this moment.
This is a quasi-saint-level battle, and naturally it will not be resolved on the battlefield. The fluctuations alone can wipe out all the armies on both sides.
Therefore, the two sides chose to come to the Nine Heavens with a tacit understanding and start a battle at the top of Mount Buzhou.
The battle between them naturally attracted everyone's attention and made people's hearts beat faster.
I saw waves of vitality erupting in the sky, rubbing and colliding in the void, forming brilliant sparks.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Bang!"
Zhu Rong held a giant stone ax that was burning like a flame in his hand, and a terrifying force of vitality burst out, hitting Demon Saint Fei Lian heavily.
Demon Saint Fei Lian let out a muffled groan, and his body fell backwards involuntarily. At the same time, he released a powerful shield of vitality to resist Zhu Rong's attack.
"Go to hell!"
Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong roared angrily, and the giant ax in his hand burst out with blazing light, shining on Demon Saint Fei Lian.
Feilian Demon Saint tried his best to resist, but the huge pressure made him almost breathless.
He tried hard to open the shield, but his vision felt blurry.
Feilian Demon Saint gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist Zhu Rong's attack.
Zhu Rong was also unequivocal, swinging the giant ax with all his strength, and rays of light shone on the earth, setting off gusts of wind. Demon Saint Fei Lian's vitality shield is getting weaker and weaker, and is about to burst.
At this moment, the Nine Infant Demon Saint suddenly took action, spitting out a flame shock wave from his mouth to push him away.
Demon Saint Fei Lian suddenly felt a sense of relief and quickly evacuated to the side.
Seeing this, Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong immediately chased after him. The giant ax in his hand burst into brilliant light, shining on Demon Saint Fei Lian. Demon Saint Feilian's face was pale and his whole body was trembling. He tried hard to resist Zhu Rong's attack, but he felt as if he was in a dream, struggling everywhere and unable to move even an inch.
At this moment, just hearing the sound of "dang", Donghuang Taiyi appeared out of thin air behind the Chaos Bell with his head on the Chaos Bell. He clenched his fists with both hands and hit Zhu Rong's back hard, erupting with an unstoppable force.
"boom!"
Zhu Rong Zuwu was hit so hard that he flew out in the air and hit a giant stone pillar, directly smashing it into powder.
"Your Majesty is mighty!"
"Donghuang is invincible!"
When the demon gods saw this, they immediately let out a burst of cheers, as if they had found a backbone, and their momentum surged.
"What bullshit Donghuang!"
At this time, Zhu Rongzu Wu got up with a grin on his face, looked at Donghuang Taiyi and cursed angrily: "What an old bird who only knows how to sneak attack!"
"Just wait, you will die soon!"
Having said that, Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong turned around without hesitation and quickly left the battlefield.
Donghuang Taiyi frowned slightly, but did not chase after him. Instead, he stayed where he was, waiting for the next battle attentively...
(End of chapter)
