Chapter 87: War between Liches and Wizards, Revival of the Twelve Gods

Xuanming and Houtu, as the only two females among the ancestor witches, although Xuanming is cold and doesn't speak easily, she is also a thoughtful person.

If they join forces with Houtu, they won't really kill Fuxi.

Otherwise, Fuxi's own combat power is not strong, and Fuxi is good at deduction.

If other ancestor witches join forces, I'm afraid Fuxi's ashes will be scattered.

Everyone knows that the witch clan is a reckless man, especially when it comes to burying a husband, who cares who you are.

But it is precisely because of this that Fuxi survived this war.

If it were Zhurong or Gonggong.

Emmmm, Fuxi is already dead.

Endless blood color enveloped the sky and the earth.

Although the number of demons is large.

But the combat power is generally not good, unlike the witch clan. Although the number of witches is small, the combat power is first-class.

Especially the battle between Taiyi and Dijun and Zhu Jiuyin.

It basically became a restricted area for living beings.

The endless laws of time were subverted together.

Time and space change, and the years pass.

On Chaos Island.

"Aren't you going to take action?" Yuan Huang asked Yuan Meng with some curiosity.

She knew that Yuan Meng planned to train the two tribes of witches and liches into an army to conquer the world.

"Someone will take action." Yuan Meng said with a smile, and then looked in the direction of Chaos.

Time passed slowly.

Ten thousand years have passed.

Both the witches and liches were blood-thirsty, and there was no thought of stopping.

Di Jun looked at the endless witch tribe, and felt a little confused, but he didn't show it now. After all, the small number of witches was something that all the major tribes in the prehistoric world knew.

But now seeing the emergence of a new witch tribe, Di Jun was very confused.

But at this juncture, Di Jun had no intention of retreating.

Nine of his sons died.

Of course, this was what Di Jun thought. If he stopped like this, how could he face Chang Xi.

The twelve witch ancestors thought the same.

For them, now that so many members of the Wu clan have died, you want to run away? All of you should die here. This is what the twelve witch ancestors thought.

"Kill!!"

Endless killing sounds rang out, and creatures were falling every moment.

All the creatures in the prehistoric world were trembling, fearing that the war would affect them.

After all, such a level of war was not something they could control. Some creatures who had survived the Dragon and Phoenix catastrophe were even more trembling when they saw this scene.

It seemed to have aroused their fear of the catastrophe.

Yuan Meng sat on Chaos Island and watched the wind and clouds. Suddenly, his mind moved, and Yuan Meng put his mind in the Western Fantasy World.

In the endless seabed.

Deep and dark.

A terrifying creature was dormant in the seabed, and his body was as different as charcoal.

A ray of golden light rose from this terrifying creature, and the breath of immortality was spreading.

There was a glimmer in Yuan Meng's eyes.

"Awake?" Yuan Meng looked at the six-eared macaque who was silent in the seabed with a smile on his mouth.

The aura of immortality permeated the body of the six-eared macaque.

The next moment, countless golden lights bloomed, and the body of the six-eared macaque flew directly out from the bottom of the sea and floated in the Western Fantasy World.

There was a trace of shock in the eyes of the sun god Apollo.

"How is it possible!!!!"

The black shell like charcoal on the body of the six-eared macaque fell off, and the golden immortal divinity spread and intertwined on the body of the six-eared macaque.

The six-eared macaque opened his eyes, and the indestructible fighting spirit emerged in his eyes, and the will of martial arts condensed.

"Roar!!!" A roar resounded throughout the Western Fantasy World.

The entire Western Fantasy World seemed to be shrouded in a shadow.

As the body was repaired, the consciousness of the six-eared macaque also returned, and the indestructible fighting blood surged in the body of the six-eared macaque.

The six-eared macaque looked at the sun above the sky.

A fairy gold iron stick appeared in the hands of the six-eared macaque.

The next moment!!

The six-eared macaque looked at the sun above the sky with endless fierceness in his eyes.

Waving the iron rod in his hand.

Endless time and space were shattered and annihilated, and he swung directly towards the sun with endless fierceness.

A golden sword, with the fire of the sun, fell directly down and blocked the immortal gold iron rod in the hand of the six-eared macaque.

Endless shock waves rose, and the space was constantly turbulent like the surging sea.

A golden figure blocked the six-eared macaque.

"Otherworldly evil demon, I didn't kill you last time, this time I will burn you completely."

Apollo's handsome face was solemn, and the fire of the sun appeared on his body.

He could clearly feel that the six-eared macaque had become stronger this time.

"Fight!!" The six-eared macaque spit out a word, and the violent breath penetrated the world. The immortal gold iron rod in his hand intertwined with endless laws and swept directly towards Apollo.

Apollo's eyes were filled with endless golden light, the fire of the sun was burning, and the magic sword in his hand was raised high, and the endless power of the sun gathered on the magic sword.

A sun sword that pierced through the sky and earth emerged.

As Apollo waved his hands, he slashed down towards the six-eared macaque.

"Become stronger?" On Chaos Island, Yuan Meng watched the battle between Apollo and the six-eared macaque. Apollo's own combat power has improved a lot.

At least it is not like the beginning, when he was invaded by the fierce beasts. As the twelve main gods of the pseudo-Daluo, the strength he exerted is not as good as the combat power of an ancient golden immortal in the prehistoric world.

Here, let me say that the ancient golden immortal refers to the golden immortal who walks the great way, and the pseudo Daluo refers to the Daluo who walks the heavenly way. It is not a fake Daluo, but a Daluo who walks the heavenly way. Similarly, the ancient Daluo refers to the Daluo who walks the great way.

In theory, even if the world is different, the twelve main gods as pseudo Daluo still have strength, but when facing the first invasion of the fierce beast clan.

The combat power displayed by the twelve main gods is too weak.

In a word, he has lived in the gentle country for too long. Although he has the strength of pseudo Daluo, his own combat power has degenerated, and there is no external force to force him.

He only has the realm of pseudo Daluo, but the combat power he exerts is not even comparable to that of an ancient golden immortal.

At least the pseudo Daluo in the prehistoric world, that is, the heavenly Daluo, is more than enough to suppress a golden immortal of the great way. After all, there is a difference of two great realms, which is not a joke.

Back to the present.

Now Liuer Mihou is also on the road of the Great Dao. As for why, Liuer Mihou is like the era before Hongjun preached.

In that era, all the creatures in the prehistoric world grew up in a savage way. There was no specific method of cultivation. They could only grow up by their own understanding.

Liuer Mihou did not take the road of heaven because of Hongjun's words that the law was not passed on to Liuer. Of course, in the original book, Liuer finally took the road of heaven. He relied on his own magical powers and secretly learned a lot of cultivation methods.

But now, Yuan Meng directly took Liuer Mihou on the road of martial arts, pursuing the ultimate combat power.

Although he has just broken through the Golden Immortal, his strength is not weak.

But now, Liuer Mihou is not Apollo's opponent.

Except for the dead Ares, the strength of the twelve main gods can be said to be recovering, and they have returned to the time when they overthrew the previous twelve main gods and the Titans.

The comfortable life is over, and they also know that if they don't become stronger, they will die. Ares' death is the best proof.

Under the threat of such foreign enemies, the fighting power of the twelve main gods began to recover.