The Wuyang Zhenren self-destructed, and the self-destruction of a quasi-saint's cultivation strong man was not as terrifying as the self-destruction of the East Prince and the Ten Thousand Immortals, but it also killed thousands of them in the Wanwu Mountain Witch Clan.

Even the demon clans who could not avoid were seriously injured and suffered heavy casualties. Countless demon clans were destroyed in form and spirit, and a terrifying hollow area that lasted thousands of miles in Wanwu Mountain appeared in the entire Wanwu Mountain.

"Brother."

Jumang looked horrified and hurriedly ran towards the center of the explosion.

But at this moment, a big hand suddenly soared into the sky and directly patted him back.

"But what are you worried about just a big monster self-destruction?"

Di Jiang's figure resounded again, and there was no trace of scar left on the million-foot-foot-foot-old ancestral witch's true body.

"Kill me, no one left!"

Di Jiang and Ju Mang seemed to be friendly, but when his eyes turned to the witch clan present, they showed unprecedented murderous intent.

He took a step forward and instantly appeared in the army of the demon clan.

Seeing that Wuyang Real Person self-destruction could not cause any harm to Di Jiang.

The many demon clan troops present also had aspirations to die in their eyes. Their eyes were blood red. After they appeared, they flew towards the twelve ancestor witches and exploded.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Blood-colored fireworks bloomed over Wanwu Mountain, splendid to the extreme. The vigorous blood rain fell from the sky and gathered into a river of blood, watering on this devastated land.

No retreat, no fear.

It is hard to imagine that the demon clan, who has always been rebellious and eccentric, could end the hunting battle in such a tragic way when facing the bombardment of the twelve ancestor witches.

The blood evil spirits are overwhelming, and endless unjust souls are floating in the vast land, entangled by the power of cause and effect, and the karma is floating in dust. The entire prehistoric world is covered with a layer of blood.

Tragic!

If the witch clan’s tragedy is fearless, it is a battle world!

The tragedy of the demon clan is that he is oppressed to the extreme and his yearning for life.

The three tribes of the Witch Clan were destroyed in this battle, losing one-quarter of their tribe members and greatly damaged their vitality.

The demon clan also suffered considerable losses.

When fighting at the same level, the Witch Clan is invincible, and the Demon Clan wants to chew it. The strongest demon tribe among the many Witch Clan tribes also needs to mobilize ten or even twenty times the demon tribes to defeat the Witch Clan army with a crushing momentum.

Millions of tribes fell!

But the demon clan lost more than ten million!

Even hundreds of millions!!!

"it's over."

Daochen took a deep breath.

He had thought of countless possibilities of ending the battle between the two witch tribes.

When the twelve ancestor witches arrived, the Wanwu Mountain demon clan either defeated without fighting, begged for mercy, or surrounded and killed the monster in order to protect itself.

But no matter what, I never expected that it would end in such a tragic situation.

Nearly hundreds of millions of demons exploded and fell.

From Xuanxian, to Golden Immortal, from Taiyi Golden Immortal, to Daluo Golden Immortal, there are billions of ordinary demons, but without exception, they all did not retreat and exploded and died.

Daochen stood up and stood up from the main seat, looked towards Wanwu Mountain, and sprinkled the spiritual wine in his hand.

Sacrifice to the dead.

The destruction of the demon clan in the allusions that Daochen had seen in the past life was too much.

What a cruel killing!

Live a life of silence!

All negative words can be used in the demon clan.

But until today, Dao Chen truly realized another demon clan.

Such a demon clan should pay tribute to one or two.

On the Sun Star, Bai Ze and others had already guessed some results when they looked at Dao Chen.

"well."

Although they had already guessed all the ending, they couldn't help but sigh when they were faced.

Even they did not expect that the demon clan attacking Wanwu Mountain would choose such a tragic way to end the siege.

This war, the Witch Clan, can't recover its vitality within 100,000 years. Isn't it the same with his demon clan?

With so many demon races falling, even though the number of demon races is endless, it is still an extremely heavy blow.

You should know that those who participated in this siege were basically the elites of the demon clan, and ordinary demon clans were not qualified to participate in this battle!

"Will a great demon encounter the twelve ancestor witches?"

Bai Ze came to his senses and asked hurriedly.

Jiutou Yuanling and others discussed the siege and killing Qiangliang. Because he did not participate, he did not know much, and only learned about one rough idea.

Daochen glanced at him and shook his head.

"Apart from the fall of the Five Yang Real Man, no other quasi-saint monster fell outside Wanwu Mountain."

"call..."

Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be better if the nine-headed Yuanling and other great monsters are still there. If these great monsters also die, the blow to their demon clan would be really too great.

"It's fine if it's okay!"

Bai Ze still had a little fantasy in his heart. If Jiutou Yuanling and others could kill one of the twelve ancestor witches, the twelve ancestor witches could not have more than the complete Dutian God Evil Array.

In this way, Pangu's true body power will inevitably decrease sharply, which is also a good thing for his demon clan.

However, although the plan failed now, at least many demon monsters such as the Nine-Head Yuanling are still there, and the foundation of the demon clan has not moved.

The only thing is that life is harder.

At the same time, outside the Qiangliang tribe, in a hidden void, Jiutou Yuanling looked in the direction of Wanwu Mountain with an embarrassing expression.

He already knew the news that Wuyang Zhenren conveyed before his death.

This time, their demon clan failed.

"Let's go! Follow me to the shield and chaos, wait for the opportunity to take action!"

Jiutou Yuanling sighed and bounced his fingers. The strong tribe that had already been destroyed in the distance exploded instantly, and all the people of the witch clan died in an instant.

After all this last night, the body of Jiutou Yuanling flashed and headed towards the endless chaotic starry sky thirty-three days away.

The people from the three major tribes of the Witch Clan were killed. With the nature of the twelve ancestor witches, they would chase them to death even if they were on the 7th Biluo and the Huangquan.

Instead of waiting for the green in the prehistoric world, it is better to escape into the depths of the starry sky with distant shields, so that you can preserve your strength and wait for an opportunity to take action.

As many quasi-saint monsters such as the Nine-Headed Yuanling left, the demon clans gathered outside the Qiangliang tribe gradually dispersed and were again dispersed in the prehistoric world.

Although they also want to go to the Chaos Starry Sky, with their highest strength, even if they go, it will be difficult to survive in the terrible environment in the Chaos Starry Sky.

I can only escape to some bitter and cold places in the prehistoric world.

After the twelve ancestor witches' anger subsides, they wait for an opportunity to return to the prehistoric world.

Not only the demon clan outside the Qiangliang tribe, but also the demon clan outside the Shebizi tribe. They are all in the bitter and cold land of the far-distance shield, waiting for the opportunity to return.

Outside Wanwu Mountain.

The twelve ancestor witches' million-foot true bodies stood between heaven and earth like blood people. In addition to the terrifying evil spirit, they were also surrounded by endless resentment and karma fire.

These are all left behind by billions of demons after they exploded.

If a quasi-saint monster who practices the soul faces such a terrifying power of karma, even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured, and even his realm may be depressed.

However, it has no effect on those who are constantly in the twelve ancestor witches, and they only need to reply for a few days.

However, all the demon clans in the Dijiang tribe of Wanwu Mountain were destroyed, and only Kuafu and Xiangliu remained. Other great witches and even ordinary witch clans all fell.

In Wanwu Mountain, how good can the Qiangliang tribe and the Shebizi tribe be?

"kill!"

The next moment, a series of roars containing awe-inspiring murderous intent sounded from Wanwu Mountain.
Chapter completed!