Chapter 35: Beheading Corpses One After Another

"What a cruel witch clan!"

What happened in the prehistoric land not only made the demon clan's demon gods and demon saints furious.

Even the other powerful people who returned from the Zixiao Palace were terrified.

After thousands of years of killing, the corpses piled up into continuous mountains, and the blood and flesh almost dyed every inch of the prehistoric land red.

The blood flowed into rivers.

This is not just a river, it can almost merge into a sea of ​​blood.

"Such a massacre of all spirits has caused a great disaster in the prehistoric land. This witch clan... is simply unworthy of being called the descendants of Pangu." Sanqing Tongtian's face was extremely ugly.

If it weren't for Laozi and Yuanshi who stopped him, he would have even sacrificed the sword formation to kill the twelve witch ancestors.

"Although the witch clan killed all the racial forces that joined the demon clan this time, it's a bit too much." Yuanshi looked at the countless tragic scenes on the prehistoric continent below, and his voice couldn't help but be cold.

"Such killing is against the harmony of nature." Even as indifferent as Laozi, his eyes when looking at the witch clan at this time were a little cold.

The Wu Clan has been rampant in the prehistoric world under the name of Pangu's descendants, while the Three Pure Ones claim to be the authentic Pangu. Although the two sides are somewhat dissatisfied with each other, there has been no conflict.

But this time, the Wu Clan actually committed such a tragic crime in the prehistoric world, which is simply smearing Pangu's name.

In addition to the indignant mighty ones like the Three Pure Ones, more guests in the Zixiao Palace were frightened by the Wu Clan's cruelty.

If they don't take action, it's fine. Once they take action, it's earth-shattering and slaughtering the entire prehistoric world.

And...

A group of mighty ones used their means to look at the battlefield of the twelve ancestral witches and the quasi-saint mighty ones of the demon clan.

This look clearly means that they want to kill the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon King of the demon clan together and cut off the roots.

...

"You... deserve to die!"

Looking at Ju Mang and Xi Zi in front of him, Fuxi's eyes were already red.

As innate sacred beings, he and Nuwa accepted the invitation of Di Jun and Tai Yi to join the demon clan.

It was for the prehistoric creatures.

He and Nuwa's dojo are both on Mount Buzhou. Over countless years, they have seen too many prehistoric creatures being hunted by the witches in Mount Buzhou.

That's why they agreed to the invitation of Di Jun and Tai Yi to establish a force that can protect all living beings from being hunted by the witches.

But now...

The scenes of the bloodshed of the demons on the prehistoric continent appeared in Fuxi's mind.

Fuxi's hands on the Fuxi Qin, the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, moved faster, and the sound, no, the rhythm of the road rose from the Fuxi Qin.

Fuxi, who was full of murderous intent, was filled with a murderous aura in the rhythm of the road at this time, carrying an unpredictable attack on the two ancestor witches.

"Fuxi, you'd better stay here honestly! When we destroy the demons, we will let you go..."

Ju Mang snorted coldly, and the wood road emerged wildly from his body, and countless giant trees covering the sky were born in the endless void around him, constructing a domain of the wood road.

The Avenue of Electricity of Xizi, the Ancestral Witch of Electricity, also rose up, and the rustling electric currents merged with the domain of the countless giant trees that covered the sky, trapping Fuxi in the middle.

Fuxi's killing Avenue of Music did not cause any ripples in this domain constructed by the Avenue of Wood and the Avenue of Electricity.

The twelve ancestral witches were bred and transformed together. I am afraid that no one in the prehistoric world is better than them in the art of combined attack.

Even if only two ancestral witches join forces, the power of the battle is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

However, Ju Mang and Xizi only surrounded but did not kill, and had no intention of killing Fuxi.

After all, when they were preaching in Zixiao Palace before, they witnessed with their own eyes that Nuwa was given the primordial purple air by Hongjun, and stated that she was a saint of the heavenly way.

At this time, killing Fuxi and offending Nuwa to death, although the twelve ancestral witches are not without the courage, but there is no need for it.

"Deserve to be killed... Deserve to be killed..." Fuxi ignored the two witches' reluctance, but instead was filled with murderous intent.

A dark aura flowed in his eyes, and a cloud of auspiciousness slowly emerged above his head. A figure of Fuxi in a black robe suddenly jumped out and merged directly into Fuxi's body.

Fuxi evil corpse!

Kill!

A red light flashed in Fuxi's eyes, and the power of the innate spiritual treasure of the corpse-slashing was integrated into his body, and his Taoism increased instantly.

Unlike Dijun Taiyi and others who released the three corpses to fight, Fuxi directly merged the two corpses of good and evil into his body to increase his magic power.

"Chichichi--"

The Avenue of Sound, full of murderous aura, suddenly surged, and the invisible blades of sound flew everywhere, and the seemingly endless giant trees around were almost all strangled and crushed in an instant.

"This..."

Ju Mang and Xizi's faces changed slightly.

A sense of crisis suddenly surged in their hearts, and the two witches almost simultaneously showed their true bodies of hundreds of thousands of feet tall.

But even so, the body of the ancestor witch, known for its toughness and strength, was almost covered with bone-deep scars the moment it appeared.

A series of murderous auras of the Great Dao entangled each wound like a thorn in the bone, preventing the healing of the ancestor witch's body.

"It actually broke through at this time."

Even Ju Mang and Xi Zi did not expect that Fuxi would actually kill the evil corpse at this time.

Is the practice of the Three Corpses Killing Dao so simple?

Ju Mang and Xi Zi could not help but have this question in their hearts, but now is not the time to delve into such things.

After looking at each other, the two ancestor witches simultaneously activated the Great Dao in their bodies with all their strength, and the countless wounds on their bodies healed rapidly.

The blood and energy of the ancestor witch's true body surged, and the black and red evil spirit permeated. Without holding back, he attacked Fuxi directly.

What happened to Fuxi at this time was not an isolated case. On the other side, Nuwa was entangled by the ancestor witch of gold, Rushou, and the ancestor witch of thunder, Qiangliang.

When she witnessed the killings committed by the witch clan in the prehistoric world, she was filled with murderous thoughts and directly killed the evil corpse with the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the red hydrangea.

After killing the two corpses of good and evil, Nuwa's cultivation level suddenly improved greatly, and she in turn suppressed Rushou and Qiangliang and killed them crazily.

On the other side, Kunpeng and Xihe were not much different, although they did not kill the evil corpse directly like Fuxi and Nuwa.

But under the stimulation of the resentment of the souls of the millions of demons who died, they only needed to go back and practice for a few days, and they would be able to kill the evil corpse.

"Oops..."

Dijiang, who had integrated Dijun into a group, looked very ugly at this time.

Originally, he had calculated very well.

Almost all the demon forces on the prehistoric land were pulled out, and the great witches of his witch clan led the tribesmen to resist the Daluo demon gods who surrounded and killed the demons.

And their twelve witch ancestors separately held back Nuwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng and Xihe, the quasi-saints.

All their strength was to fight Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

As long as these two demon kings died, the remaining demon forces would return to the previous mess.

But... he never thought that after a move, Nuwa and Fuxi were forced to kill the evil corpse.

It has only been a short time since the second lecture of Zixiao Palace passed down the secret method of killing the three corpses. Including the time of preaching, it has only been 16,700 years.

16,700 years, it sounds like a long time.

But let alone these quasi-saints, even Daluo Jinxian, or even Taiyi Jinxian, this less than 20,000 years is considered extremely short.

But in this short time, Di Jun, Taiyi, Nuwa, and Fuxi actually killed two corpses in succession, and the progress of their magic power is incredible.

There are dozens of other quasi-saints who have killed one corpse in the entire prehistoric world.

In his heart, like the several ancient witches who besieged Nuwa and Fuxi, he couldn't help but start to doubt whether the secret method of killing three corpses is really so simple to practice?