I Was Adopted By Nuwa After Traveling Through The Prehistoric Land!

Chapter 58: After the Great War, the Monster Race’s Countermeasures!

In the Primordial Star Territory, Pan Gu’s true body waved the sky-opening axe and cut towards Hong Jun who was standing in front of Di Jun and the others.

And Hongjun didn’t show the slightest movement in the face of the mighty power that could destroy the world, but just stretched out a finger lightly.

One is thunderous and almost dying of the world, the other is light and light, with no power to see.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this extremely asymmetrical two collisions just like this.

Kaitian Axe Ying collided with Hongjun’s fingers, and there was no overwhelming waves, and everything seemed very peaceful.

Click! Click!

I saw Hongjun flicking a finger against the open sky axe shadow, and numerous cracks appeared on the open sky axe shadow, slowly breaking apart.

Pan Gu’s true body, which was merged by the twelve ancestor witches, retreated to the rear, breaking through the space.

Hongjun’s expression was indifferent, and he didn’t take this trick to heart. He waved his sleeves, and Pangu’s body was blurred for a while, and then he split into the twelve ancestor witches.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches who appeared in front of everyone were extremely pale, and the aura on their bodies was wilting. They looked at Hongjun with unwillingness in their eyes.

But facing Hongjun is like facing an invincible existence, no matter how unwilling they are in their hearts, they dare not have any objections.

“It seems that Poor Dao has won this time. In that case, within the One Yuan Association, there must be no more disputes, otherwise, please blame Poor Dao for being ruthless!”

“Of course, the war between you and other liches has affected thousands of creatures after all. The next time you fight again, the grievances between your two clans will be completely eliminated!”

“At that time, Pang Dao won’t intervene anymore!”

Hongjun’s words were very plain. He glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witch, and the meaning of the Twelve Ancestral Witch was very clear.

After that, Hongjun stretched out his hand and waved, a mysterious light covered the entire Primordial Star Region, and the stars destroyed by the two peerless formations of the Lich were reshaped.

After all this was done, Hongjun’s figure gradually blurred and disappeared before everyone’s eyes.

That coercive and predominant aura also disappeared, so that many predominant creatures breathed smoothly.

“Huh! Dijun, this time Hongjun will protect your monster clan again, but next time you will not be so lucky!”

“Treasure your last time, let’s go!”

The twelve ancestor witches looked at each other, they looked at Di Jun and others about to move, but after all they did not dare to violate Hongjun’s words.

After Dijiang’s words fell, they all headed towards the prehistoric land.

With the evacuation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, this battle of the Lich was completely over, and all the witches returned to the Witch clan land under the leadership of the ancestor witches.

Seeing these witches leave, Di Jun and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, but a pressure was on his heart again.

What Dijiang said was not wrong. This time the Demon Race came alive under the protection of Hongjun, but the next time Hongjun did not intervene, how should their Demon Race deal with the Witch Race’s 12-capital Tianshen Array?

Di Jun didn’t know what the consequences would be next time, but he would never sit still.

After slightly adjusting his breath, Di Jun and the others also returned to the heavenly court and evacuated all the monster army back.

The Lich War ended. Although the war did not last for a particularly long time, it still caused immeasurable losses to the Lich Clan.

The demon race’s army completely shrank in the heavenly court, trying to use the power of the stars and the strong innate aura of the heavenly court to enhance the strength of the rest of the demon race, and the power in the prehistoric state was completely shrunk.

The witch tribe is headed by the twelve ancestor witches, and the great witches are dispatched separately to form a large witch tribe, which is then divided into small witch tribes.

The figure of the witch race was spread throughout the entire prehistoric, and with the retreat of the demon clan’s power, the witch race was truly in charge of the prehistoric.

Realized what Hongjun said at the beginning that the demon is in charge of the sky, the witch’s palm!

As for the rest of the great supernatural powers such as Sanqing, their hearts are full of enthusiasm.

Although they have always known that the saints are extremely powerful, this time they have seen more intuitively how powerful the saints are.

Only with this strength can they stand at the top of the prehistoric lands, and each of them began to retreat and cultivate hard.

Heaven, in the newly established Ling Xiao Palace.

Di Jun, who was sitting on the throne, was extremely pale at this moment. After returning to the heavenly court, he did not immediately retreat to heal his injuries, but instead summoned a group of demon clan’s important officials.

“Dear Aiqing, this time the Lich War, my monster race can be said to have failed miserably, if it weren’t for Dao Ancestor’s move, I am afraid that my monster race would no longer exist.”

“Of course, the next battle of the Lich will be a decisive battle between our two sides, how can you help my monster race through this crisis?”

Hearing Di Jun’s words, the entire Ling Xiao Palace fell into silence.

The Pangu real body transformed by the Twelve Ancestor Witch made them very deeply impressed, and the feeling of so powerful and desperate made them unable to give birth to any ideas.

The silence of the hall was also seen by Di Jun, and his heart suddenly sank.

Failure is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that after failure, you feel helpless and lose your fighting spirit.

Right now the monster race has such a trend. If it does not change, I am afraid that when the time comes, facing the attack of the witch race, there will be no resistance at all.

“Bai Ze, you are the wise man of my demon race. Tell me, what should my demon race do to get through this crisis?”

Di Jun looked at Bai Ze, only hoping that Bai Ze could give some answers.

“Your Majesty, in this battle, although the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array deployed by my Monster Race has been broken, he proved that it is not impossible to resist in front of the Witch Clan’s Twelve Capital Tianshen Array!”

“As long as we strengthen the power of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, it may not be impossible to raise it to the level of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Array of the Witch Clan.”

Bai Ze was slightly thoughtful, saluted to Dijun, and said.

His words made many monsters shine in the entire hall, it seems that the situation of the monsters is not that bad.

“Bai Ze, keep talking!”

Di Jun also discovered the changes in the hall, and he looked at Bai Ze more expectantly.

“In addition to enhancing the power of the big formation, we should also enhance the strength of my monster race!”

“The twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan are all quasi-sages, and in my monster clan, apart from His Majesty and the Demon Empress, only His Majesty Xi and His Majesty Donghuang are quasi-sages, and their strengths are quite different.”

“If you can invite some great supernatural powers to join the monster clan, you might be able to fight the witch clan!”

Bai Ze’s words fell, and a divine light flashed in Di Jun’s eyes.

There are many great supernatural powers in the prehistoric land, but there are only a few who can join the monster clan at this time, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

“The strength of the saint is invincible. If my monster race has a saint, all difficulties will be solved!”

“In addition to the six people who were accepted as disciples by Hongjun Taoist ancestors, there is still one person who has a grandiose purple spirit!”

The color of light flashed in Bai Ze’s eyes…