Chapter 157 After the War
A large number of strong men from the Demon Clan self-destructed, which also aroused the ferocity of the Witch Clan, and then countless strong men from the Witch Clan also self-destructed.
"boom!"
"Rumble!" "Rumble!"...
The entire prehistoric era was suddenly shaken, the continent was shattered, the void collapsed, the mountains and rivers were overturned, and the stars exploded. Countless powerful men from the three tribes died, the fire shot into the sky, the sound was like thunder, shaking the heaven and the earth.
"Asshole, even if you are going to die, get away from me."
When Xuantian saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly took out the martial tower, quickly enlarged it, gathered countless human races, and put them into the tower. Now the situation was critical. No matter how much he could save, he didn't want the human race to end here. .
Seeing this, Kunpeng, the demon master of the demon clan, knew that the demon clan's situation was irreversible. He quickly transformed into his true body, rolled up the two innate spiritual treasures of Hetu Luoshu on the ground, and flew towards Beiming.
"this……"
Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti and other saints were stunned. First, Donghuang Taiyi was crippled and suppressed by Xuantian of the human race. Then, Emperor Jun and Zu Wu also decided the winner. Before they could wait for them After reacting, they saw the demon emperor Dijun wildly self-destructing. Immediately afterwards, countless demon clans followed Dijun and self-destructed. After that, a chain reaction seemed to occur. The witch clan also followed suit and self-destructed, pulling each other towards destruction.
Immediately afterwards, the sky collapsed, the stars shattered, and floods surged. One thing after another, people were overwhelmed.
"hiss!"
Sanqing and other saints, as well as countless great supernatural beings who were paying attention to this battle, took a breath. All they could see were stains of blood, broken swords, piles of bones and remains, and there were no monks from the two races of lich or monsters left. one.
The cold wind whimpered, and the sparse remaining monks from the three races, including the human race, were moaning and crying repressedly, and the flood was overwhelming, making the place desolate.
In the Wa Palace, Saint Nuwa suddenly shouted:
"elder brother!"
Then, she glared at Yuan Shi, and then her figure disappeared into the Wa Palace. Yuanshi's expression remained unchanged, he took one step forward and disappeared into the Wa Palace.
In the wilderness, Nuwa's figure quickly appeared. She waved her hand and turned the witches around her into flying ashes. She grabbed the center of the explosion and immediately grabbed a soul, which was the soul of Demon Saint Fuxi.
"Brother, how could this happen?"
Nuwa's eyes flashed with pain, and she looked at the remnant soul in her hand, her eyes filled with confusion.
Yuan Shi's figure also appeared in the wilderness at this moment. He looked at the dilapidated land, the rolling floods, and the volcanic erupting mountains, and frowned.
At this moment, the Supreme Being, Jieyin and other saints also appeared in the ancient wilderness. Looking at the dilapidated ancient land, the Supreme Being asked:
"Brother, what should we do?"
"Well, I will take action to calm down the turmoil in the ancient wilderness and piece together the broken continent. As for the fragments of the continent that have flowed into the turbulence of time and space or the depths of the starry sky, let them develop."
"Brother, what you said is very true."
"That's good." Jieyin and others also agreed.
"boom!"
Then, Yuan Shi and other saints took action to quell the turmoil. Yuanshi sacrificed the Chaos Bell and turned it into a big bell that suppressed the heavens. As soon as the bell rang, the violent earth, water, fire and wind were instantly suppressed, and the stormy space turbulence was also suppressed. Immediately afterwards, he Use powerful magic to calm it down.
The Supreme Lord sacrificed the Tai Chi diagram, and a yin and yang Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The Tai Chi diagram covered the sky, and the yin and yang flowed and transformed into each other, transforming and calming down all the surrounding turmoil.
The golden lotus of merit was sacrificed, and the light of merit flickered, shining down, saving all living beings, and converting the souls left behind on the battlefield, and sending them to the netherworld.
Zhunti sacrifices the Bodhi Dharma, and the power of wood circulates to create vitality for all things.
Tongtian sacrificed the Four Immortal Swords to connect the earth's veins, dredge rivers, calm volcanoes, transform mountains and rivers, and reshape the sun and moon.
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It took three days for the saints to rebuild the dilapidated wilderness, making the earth glow again, the starry sky becoming bright again, and life coming to the world again.
However, the continent was broken after all, and the origin of the ancient world was damaged, which caused the spiritual energy in the ancient world to regress. The spiritual energy in the ancient world changed from the chaotic spiritual energy at the beginning of the world to the innate spiritual energy in ancient times. Now after this war , the aura has begun to transform into the aura of the day after tomorrow.
There are still many fragments of the ancient world that have flowed into the turbulent flow of time and space and disappeared. Among those fragments, there are still many creatures, including humans, monsters, witches, demons, and other races. As time goes by, they will evolve into small thousand worlds or medium thousand worlds. Their civilization evolution, cultivation and development will also be different.
Everything is developing towards an unknown field.
The impact of this war was far more than that. The Lich and Lich clans were almost wiped out. There were not many people left. They had retreated from the stage of history. The rise of the human race was already unstoppable.
In this war, although the two tribes of lich and demon were almost wiped out, there are still some tribes left, especially the demon tribe, which still has hundreds of thousands. The witch tribe is smaller, but there are still about 100,000. The most important thing is that the witch tribe still has about 100,000 people left. There are two ancestral witches, Hou Yi and Xuan Ming, as well as top witches such as Xing Tian and Chi You.
When Di Jun self-destructed, Xuan Ming, as a woman, was immediately protected by Di Jiang and other three ancestral witches after knowing that she could not hide. Therefore, although she was severely injured and dying, her life was saved. As for Hou Yi, it was because he was seriously injured before the war and did not participate in the war, so his life was saved.
Among the demon gods of the demon clan, there are only a few remaining demon gods such as Bai Ze and Gui Che. As for the others, most of them have fallen.
As the leader of the saints and the senior brother of everyone, Yuanshi immediately said calmly: "Everyone, tell me, how should we deal with these remaining witches and demons now?"
Jie Yin's face was full of sorrow, and he said: "The war between the lich and the demons has devastated all living beings. I pity that it is not easy for him to practice. Why don't you leave it to me to enlighten him so that he can eliminate his evil spirit and benefit the common people."
Nuwa was nearby. After hearing this, she cursed secretly in her heart. She was so shameless, but she said lightly:
"I'm afraid this trip is inappropriate. I am a Saint of the Monster Clan, and these Monster Clan are my subjects. Why don't you let me take them into custody? I have the Mountains and Rivers State Map, which can be used to imprison these Monster Clan and make them think about their mistakes in silence."
Zhunti said: "Since you are a saint, how can you punish them? I think the demon clan is destined to my Western religion, so why don't you let me save them, practice and accumulate good deeds, so that you can achieve the great road in the future."
Tongtian had a straightforward temper and always looked down on Zhunti. After listening to his words, he pointed at the remaining Wu clan and said:
"Since fellow Taoist people are so compassionate, why don't you accept these Wu clan? The Wu clan is warlike and bloodthirsty, and it would be a scourge to keep them alive. Why don't you let Taoist friends save them?"
What the West teaches is about this life and the afterlife. The shaman clan has no soul. Once it dies, the spirit will self-destruct and will not enter reincarnation. How can they practice Western magical powers?
Zhunti smiled slightly, not caring about Tongtian's difficulties, and said with a smile: "I in the West only save those who are destined to be saved, but it is a pity that the Wu clan is not destined to me. The fate is like this, there is nothing I can do."
Tongtian chuckled and said: "Fellow Taoist Zhunti is really good at magical powers. You have saved all sentient beings. How come you haven't even finished saving the people in your own territory in the West?"
Zhunti and Jieyin's expressions were gloomy. They knew that Tongtian was talking about the Demon Tribulation Palace on Taihua Mountain in the west. Since this battle, the profound heritage of the Demon Tribulation Palace has appeared in front of everyone's eyes, allowing many great supernatural powers to do so. Shock.
"You saints are worried about the remaining two clans of witches and demons. How about leaving them to my ancestors to deal with and kill them all?"
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