Chapter 153 Chaos, Complete Chaos

Rumble.

The ancient world trembled, and endless waves of evil energy rushed out of the endless sea of ​​blood and ascended to the sky.

"This is."

The saints in the heavens were frightened.

"Is this the aura of the witch clan?"

"How is it possible? Isn't it possible that the Witch Clan has entered reincarnation and cannot be reborn until countless calamities? What's going on?"

"No, the Lich War is about to start again. It's over, it's over."

Jie Yin Zhunti's eyes were filled with endless fear.

Who dares to resist the karma of the Lich?

"Nuwa, you bastard, you are harming me in the West, pfft--"

Jieyin Zhunti spit out a mouthful of blood and trembled all over.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Taiqing Saint were also frightened and trembled all over.

"The Lich is measuring the calamity? This damn Lich is measuring the calamity, it's over."

The lich's calamity measurement is terrifying, and its power is no less powerful than that of Kai Tian's calamity measurement.

After finally letting the ancient demon clan take the blame, this matter is settled.

Unexpectedly, the lich reappeared now.

"Human King, this is your real purpose, you are so cruel——"

How could Nuwa not understand the whole story until this moment?

This was all arranged by the Human King, who really wanted to kill the saint.

Nuwa had said before that he would bear all the karma.

Now that the Lich is coming, Nuwa must resist.

Falling from the holy position is easy.

"Human King, I hate you, I hate you——, poof——."

Rumble.

The ancient world was shaken.

Waves of violent anger erupted.

Endless evil aura spread across the world in an instant.

"Who dares to stop the prehistoric witch clan from reappearing in the prehistoric times? Looking for death——"

With a roar, the sea of ​​blood in the underworld seemed to boil.

The six paths of reincarnation are opened.

Endless creatures were killed from inside.

The anger was overwhelming for a moment.

"The ancient demon clan, you guys still dare to enter the wilderness and seek death——"

"Young man from the Wu clan, kill——."

“Kill——.”

Blah blah blah

Just like pouring soybeans, the densely packed endless witch clan came out of the underworld.

Although many people were sacrificed by Hou Tu, the remaining ancient witch clan is still very large.

"Huh? Witch clan? So many?"

In an instant, the entire prehistoric world was struck by the first terrifying evil spirit.

Endless creatures fell into rage.

"This is the Witch Clan, a race born from the evil spirit of heaven and earth."

"It's over, it's over, it's a great catastrophe, it's a great catastrophe, let's just run away."

Endless creatures, endless ethnic groups are afraid, terrified.

An ancient demon clan makes them unable to hold their heads up.

Now another ancient witch clan has arrived, and the entire prehistoric era is filled with this terrifying aura.

Where else can they live?

It wasn't until this moment that these endless creatures understood how powerful the products of the previous calamity were.

I only saw the densely packed endless witch clan entering the prehistoric era.

He fought directly with the ancient demon clan with almost no guidance.

This is a racial hatred that cannot be resolved and can only be healed by blood and life.

"You guys in fur and armor dare to act recklessly on the land of Father God. Today, I, the son of the Wu clan, will definitely teach you a lesson."

"kill--."

The door to reincarnation is getting bigger and bigger.

More and more endless witch clans are being killed inside.

The terrifying evil spirit and hostility are getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, the entire prehistoric era fell into a horrific massacre.

The entire sky is no longer scarlet as before, but is filled with endless evil energy.

Red and black.

After seeing this scene, all the saints in the heavens were completely paralyzed.

"Witch Clan, how come there are so many damn Witch Clan?"

"It's over, everything is over. This is the power of the lich to measure the calamity. Who can withstand it?"

"No, no——, Nuwa, I don't want Xiqi Qi Luck anymore, I don't want it anymore, it's all your fault, you can take it on your own."

Finally at this moment, the saints were frightened.

Not afraid of heaven and earth, but afraid of the powerful lich.

Nuwa also vomited three liters of blood. She did not expect that these saints would stab her in the back at the critical moment.

"Damn it."

With a roar, Nuwa was like a shrew cursing in the street.

"Taiqing, Yuanshi, Jie Yin Zhunti, what do you mean? You want to get a share of the pie when you see an advantage. Now that you have to resist karma, you just want to walk away? Impossible."

He stood directly in front of the saints and shouted loudly:

"I will not let you succeed. Don't forget that your sect has entered Xiqi. You can't escape. Just accept your fate."

"You Nuwa, you are crazy, get out of here you lunatic."

The saints are really afraid. Who dares to resist the witch's calamity?

"Hahaha, this saint is crazy. Why do you take the benefits? Karma, this saint resists? If I want to die, everyone will die together."

The last sentence was shouted loudly.

The saints' hearts trembled, and they knew they couldn't run away.

"You're such a scammer."

"Okay, let's figure out how to do it. Now that it's over, let's stop fighting among ourselves."

Look at the seemingly endless witch clan appearing in the wilderness.

All the saints in the heavens only felt their scalps numb.

Those are descendants of Pangu, who dares to kill them?

The anxious saints grabbed their crotches.

Hongjun from Zixiao Palace also saw this scene and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Never would he have thought that the Human King would stage a Lich Calamity Tribulation.

And this Nuwa actually has a perfect seamless connection.

"I'm so angry."

In the prehistoric world, the ancient demons and witches fought each other.

In a moment, blood rained down everywhere in the prehistoric world.

Screams continued to ring.

Broken limbs and arms were everywhere, turning into surging rivers, staining the prehistoric world with blood.

It was a mess, a complete mess.

Emperor Xin just watched, and it was only a matter of time before the demons were defeated.

As early as the witch and lich period, the demons had assembled countless powerful demons to fight against the twelve heavenly gods and demons.

In other words, the witches only sent out twelve people to withstand the demons.

You can imagine how big the gap is.

Seeing the demons retreating step by step, the saints were also anxious.

If they won this battle, it would be fine, but if they lost, it would be completely over.

"Nuwa, let the demon commander join the battlefield quickly, hurry up——."

The saints were very anxious, and when they looked over, they were horrified.

"Nuwa, what are you doing?"

They only saw Nuwa holding the demon flag and performing Taoism.

"My fellow disciples, the demon clan quasi-saints are setting up the formation, so don't disturb them now."

"What? Setting up the formation?"

"Is it the great formation of the stars in the sky? That's not right? The Donghuang Bell has disappeared, so how can the great formation of the stars in the sky reappear?"

Suddenly, the Saint Taiqing shouted loudly:

"Okay, I can't care about that anymore. No matter what formation it is, it's a good thing. The key now is to try to stop the Wu clan's offensive."

"What should I do then?"

The saints were confused, and at this moment they all looked at Taiqing.

"From the moment we entered Xiqi, we were destined not to withdraw. Join the battle. If you want to avoid falling from the sainthood, you have to win this battle."

After the words fell, the Saint Taiqing's voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world:

"Humanity disciples, listen to my orders. I, Taiqing, will join the battle--."

The disciples of the Humanity launched.

Jie Yin Zhunti couldn't fall behind either.

The endless disciples burst out, but before they reached the battlefield, they were intercepted by the army that the human race had arranged before.

A fierce battle broke out directly in the Western Lingshan Mountain.

"Shishi, there are many disciples of the Chan Sect, and the Twelve Golden Immortals are all at the level of Daluo, which can delay the outcome of the battle."

(PS: In the original plot, this time period should be after the Conferred God, but the Human King here has awakened, and the Conferred God has to continue, but the fortune of the Chan Sect is all on the Twelve Golden Immortals, and their cultivation is also rising.)

Hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned:

"Brother, the fortune of the Chan Sect is all on the Twelve Golden Immortals."

Yuanshi Tianzun was afraid that if he died in the battle, it would be a big trouble.

"Shishi, there is no way out now. Even if the Twelve Golden Immortals don't die, if we lose this battle, we will be finished."

Hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun knew that it was unavoidable.

"Disciples of the Chan Sect, listen to my orders, Twelve Golden Immortals, listen to my orders, kill——."

In an instant, the Twelve Golden Immortals with the level of Daluo Golden Immortals joined the battlefield.

But before the saints could breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a voice full of endless murderous aura came.

"Hmph, a mere twelve little kids dare to be so presumptuous, looking for death--."

Boom boom.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the entire sea of ​​blood began to boil wildly.

The blood waves reached hundreds and thousands of miles high.

"That is..."

The endless creatures were afraid, and the earth trembled.

Only twelve huge bodies were seen crawling out of the dark sea of ​​blood.

Roar--.