High-end flood: The opening town kills the crosser

Chapter 118

When Chen Feng left the cave mansion, he looked up at the sky.

With just one glance, he was clear about the result.

The demon tribe won.

But it was a crushing victory.

The Zhou Tian Star Dou Array was already dilapidated.

The Hong Barren Starry Sky was completely shattered.

The blood and rain stopped, but the flood did not stop.

Fragments of shattered stars whizzed down, forming a falling meteor swarm that covered the entire desolate land.

In the rumble, the desolate land was full of fire.

Having just experienced two million years of blood rain, now it has to withstand the impact of the flood barren stars, and the earth has collapsed even more seriously.

This is not to mention, the broken firmament hangs upside down, and the once Heavenly Pillar Buzhou Mountain completely collapses.

The water of the Heavenly River poured out, and the mighty flood fell from an infinite height, and the horror of the might could wash away the multiverse.

It has the potential to drown the flood in one fell swoop.

All the non-Da Luo flood “one three zero” creatures were desperate.

After two million years of blood and disaster, I thought that the result would finally come out, but I didn’t expect it to be the beginning of destruction.

Da Luo is unusually calm, this kind of scene is just drizzle.

And someone will clean up the mess.

In contrast, they were more concerned about how much combat power the demon clan had left after the crushing victory.

But now, as the Heavenly River poured in, a light of transcendence emerged, and then a beautiful figure appeared under the shattered firmament.

Her beautiful eyes turned slightly, looking at the broken firmament and falling into deep thought.

Nuwa Niangniang.

Seeing this figure, many immortals and creatures who were still alive in the flood and wilderness bowed down in unison.

The only remaining Terrans fell to their knees, kept kowtowing, and called the Most Holy Lady.

It’s time for Nuwa to make up for the sky.

Speaking of which, she has experienced the matter of mending the sky I don’t know how many times, but the reasons are different.

Most of the time, it was Mount Buzhou that collapsed.

But the reasons for the collapse are strange.

The battle between the twelve ancestral witches and the demon clan to compete for the protagonists of heaven and earth was only after the Houtu established the organization of the twelve ancestral witches.

Although there are still several epochs now, it is still a new thing for Da Luo on the whole.

In the past, when there were no twelve ancestral witches, Buzhou Mountain would also collapse, and the same Tianhe would pour and flood the flood.

Sometimes it’s a battle between Zhurong and co-work.

Sometimes it is the Gonggong and the Zhuanxi Emperor.

Sometimes it’s big wars.

In short, the results are the same, and the process varies.

For example, this time, it was the Lich Wars that shattered. Nuwa is also lazy to find some Xuangui to kill, and struggles to erect the four poles.

She raised her hand very perfunctorily, and a ray of light appeared from her hand, and in an instant, the Heavenly River rolled upside down, and the mighty Heavenly River water was blocked.

Immediately, she pointed with her hand, and above the flood, a multicolored divine stone as large as the universe rose. combine

With her fingers, it was blocking the mouth of the broken firmament.

In fact, what is broken is the space of the flood waste, the spatial barrier between the heavenly court and the flood waste.

She also simply repaired the space shattered.

Everything happened extremely quickly, and the sentient beings of the flood and desolation did not know why, but it was Nuwa Niangniang who was merciful, kneeling and praying sincerely while praying.

Da Luo is a different picture.

They kept asking about the outcome of the Lich War, and others were answering, shouting and shouting into a mess.

“Hurry up, the Da Luo of the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan come out, what happened to the result, who is alive and who is dead, don’t pretend to be dead.”

“Amitabha Buddha, good and good, the Taoist friends of the witch race and the demon race fought too much, and the sentient beings of the flood and desolation are not guilty, so who won?”

“Bald donkey, you want to laugh at me to death, I was almost deceived by your pretense, as for who won, this is not clear, the witch clan is dead.”

“Fart, I’m still alive!”

A voice suddenly appeared, providing a powerful rebuttal to the words above.

“Oh, I forgot that you still have a scene, how did you survive that Heavenly Witch, like the Kunpeng Demon Master in the last era?”

The previous voice appeared again, yin and yang strange, and the two were black.

“Bah, I’m angry with the old ancestor, the one who spoke in front of me, there is a bright identity, the old ancestor promises not to kill you!” A sharp voice appeared, angry and corrupted.

No need to ask, naturally it is the demon master Kunpeng.

As for the reason for the anger and corruption, it was also very simple, the disadvantage of the demon race in the last era, he saw that the situation was not good, and he ran away first.

Sold Donghuang Taiyi.

By the way, he also took the River Tulo book with him.

Not only Kunpeng, but also the punishment day can not bear it.

Although he did run away this time when he finally broke out, there was a reason for that, he thought he was completely different from Kunpeng.

“I’m angry, that yin-yang man, you give Uncle Ben out, Uncle Ben will either split you with an axe today, just with your surname………

“Hahaha, you are stupid, I will never tell you that I am a real person.”

“……”

“……”

“You are an immortal plate, you are a yin and yang person without face, don’t impersonate others casually, I am the real person of Taiyi, the Great Witch of Punishment, the Kunpeng Demon Master, don’t believe it.”

Chen Feng in front of the cave mansion listened to the music, this group of Da Luo is really happy, sure enough, the best way to spend the long years is to turn yourself into a second goods.

He listened for a while, and after this commotion, the topic returned to the Lich and Demon races.

This time, Da Luo, who was “killed” by two ethnic groups, came out to speak.

According to them, this time there were heavy casualties.

The Wu clan was basically completely destroyed, except for the punishment that escaped, only Xiangliu, Chi You, and a very small number of great witches remained in the flood waste.

The demon clan is also not good, Zhou Tian demon god died eighty percent, the demon master Kunpeng was seriously injured, broken for thirty-three days, and Dijun was also severely injured, and Zu Wu was dying, leaving an injury that could never heal.

Basically, this era is not to think about it.

Similar to a permanent negative state, only a flood restart can fix it.

The other losses of the demon clan are even more numerous, and the Zhou Tian Star Dou Array was torn apart, so don’t think about setting up the array in the future.

In short, the overall strength of the demon clan is only one-tenth of what it was before the war.

Just by listening to these data, you can know how fiercely the two sides are fighting.

However, there is a piece of news that makes Ji Da Luo happy.

That is, Di Jun is still alive 5.4, although he has left incurable injuries, at least the person is still alive, and the backbone of the demon race is still there.

This shows that when the Terrans rise, they will still encounter a good opponent.

They are happy with it.

After that, it was simple, and Nuwa Niangniang went back to her own palace after making up for the day.

After the other Da Luo learned about the situation of the two Lich races, they also prepared their own affairs.

The Terrans are ready to appear, the other Da Luo are watching the play, or preparing for the next scene, and some people secretly begin to plan a new conspiracy, ready to make some wool in the general trend of the rise of the Terrans.

Only Xing Tian and Kunpeng cursed and cursed, threatening to find the yin-yang man who did not open the door, and he must give his ashes to Yang.

Don’t think well about this era.

Chen Feng laughed twice, patted his clothes and went back to his cave mansion.

None of my business. _

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