When Donghuang saw it, he suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Donghuang bell. In an instant, the light of the Donghuang bell became brighter, and it directly greeted Zhu Rong with its body.

"boom"

There was a loud bang, one bell and one person collided, and Zhu Rong's real body instantly turned into fly ash, but a burst of energy escaped into the void and disappeared!

But the Eastern Emperor Bell also dissipated yellow clouds under this impact, and the light was not visible, as if it had been damaged!

The primordial spirit of the Eastern Emperor had long been integrated with the Eastern Emperor Bell and was implicated with each other, but at this time it was also impacted, and it directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was seriously injured.

At this moment, the Donghuang Bell was lifted upside down and fell into the clouds, forming a line of blood in the air.

"Zhu Rong"

Seeing this, all the ancestor witches cried out in unison, and the twelve ancestor witches were united with each other, and they lived together for several Yuan Hui, needless to say the depth of their feelings.

Gonggong and Jumang had blood in their eyes, and roared angrily, "I want you blood to pay for your monster clan's blood."

Both of them turned into their real bodies at the same time, and rushed towards the Eastern Emperor like Zhu Rong, not to live alone, but to perish together!

"East Emperor's good brother" Di Jun was shocked when he saw this.

Desperate to go to the rescue, but Dijiang, Houtu saw Zhu Rong's fall, his heart was sad, and he was even more merciless when he shot, how could he be allowed to rescue him.

However, Di Jun ordered the avatar of Hetu to block it desperately!

With a loud noise, the avatar instantly turned into nothingness under the attack of the three ancestor witches, and then recovered its body and fell towards the wild land.

Han Cheng in the depths of the clouds took a big copy and grabbed his severely damaged Hetu in his hands.

After carefully looking at it, this river map was transformed by the petals of the green lotus that created the world. It is also an innate treasure, contains infinite secrets, and is unparalleled in power.

The poor emperor didn't know how to do it, so he couldn't show his true power, but the leak-picking system didn't prompt "picking the leak successfully", Han Cheng wasn't disappointed at all.

In fact, he already knew that the river map would belong to Fuxi in the future, but it was the human race Fuxi, not the monster race Fuxi at this time, and he was just keeping it for him now.

The three ancestor witches were still immersed in the grief of Zhu Rong's death, and they were willing to give up, and they all used their magical powers to greet Di Jun.

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared and blocked the three of Houtu, but it was Fuxi and Nuwa!
Seeing this, the three were shocked at the same time, if these two joined the camp of the demon clan, the eating witch clan would be in danger.

While hesitating, Tianyin descended!
"You don't want to stop, but this battle is determined by cause and effect. From then on, the monster clan will control the sky, and the witch clan will take over the land. Everyone will return to their place and no more fighting will be allowed."

Hongjun's voice was like a great avenue coming to the dust, and the Lich tribe immediately guarded it, and they all knelt down to worship!
Amongst the heavenly clouds, Hong Jun appeared, and with a wave of his hand, he didn't care what the Lich Clan thought. With a big wave of his hand, all the great powers were sent back to their respective mansions, and tens of millions of Lich Clan members disappeared together.

Hongjun didn't stop there, but before leaving, he took a look at Hancheng's hiding place, and immediately turned back to Zixiao Palace!
Han Cheng felt distressed, this Hongjun was too terrifying, nothing could escape his eyes.

He even suspected that he had also discovered himself during the Longhan disaster that day, but he just pretended not to know.

Everyone on the earth knows that the reputation of being the most enduring in the wild is indeed well-deserved, so I should keep a low profile in the future, so as not to fall into Hongjun's hands, and if the other party is happy to give me a meteorite pill, it will be Barbie Q.

The Lich War lasted neither short nor long. Over the course of 100 years, more than half of the Lich's army of tens of millions lost more than half, which shows how tragic it is.

However, although there was no winner in this battle, the Wu Clan lost an ancestor witch like Zhu Rong, which can be said to be a great loss; but Di Jun lost the innate treasure River Map, which is also considered nonsense.

Moreover, Donghuang was seriously injured under the impact of Zhu Rong this time, and his cultivation base was greatly damaged, and it was impossible to recover in a short time.

If the result of this time is calculated by the heavenly secret, there will be no result at all, but Han Cheng also knew this result a long time ago. The decline of the lich should be after the birth of the human race, and at this time Nuwa has not yet made humans holy, so the witch The aura of the two demon clans is at its peak.

Under Hongjun's holy words, the monster clan governs the Tianwu clan and land, but each has his own place.

After the end of Zhu Rong's memorial service, the Wu tribe began to divide up the victory brought by the war. The remaining eleven ancestors divided up Zhu Rong's tribe, and each sent their subordinates to build a large-scale construction project, build a mountain shrine and earth temple, and send witches to govern with all their heart. Exercising the functions and powers of supervising the earth.

The Yaozu also set up heavenly officials to perform their duties. Since Hongjun had appointed the prehistoric land, he must not set foot in it, so the Yaozu extended their hands to the waters of the four seas.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas was originally a peaceful corner, and had no intention of claiming the title of king and contending for hegemony. Under the strength of the monster clan, he had no choice but to bow down and pay tribute every year!

The first Lich War ended here, and its impact was considered limited. It did not cause much damage to the prehistoric land, and the creatures of other races were also able to recuperate.

However, after this battle, some casual cultivators in the prehistoric world realized that they were alone and weak in this eventful autumn, so they showed up in the prehistoric and traveled the world one after another, all because of the apprenticeship.

If there is a teacher, there will be a shelter in case of disputes in the future!

Although there are many spiritual beings practicing in the prehistoric period at this time, they practice all by instinct, but they don't have as many cultivation methods as later generations, and their cultivation and epiphany are extremely slow. If you get a famous teacher, you can improve your cultivation in a short time.

Not to mention other things, Zhu Rong's demise sounded a wake-up call to Hong Huang Da Neng. Zhu Rong was transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and he bears the legacy of opening the sky, and has a deep blessing.

However, even such an existence is still in danger of dying, and the rest of the people have to put themselves in their shoes and think about their own situation, whether they will be the next chaotic creature to die.

So some great powers began to retreat, just to practice stealthily so as not to follow in the footsteps of the ancestor Wu Zhurong.

But the old man incarnated as an old man riding a green ox, riding the prehistoric wilderness, and took in a disciple at the foot of an unnamed mountain, named Xuandu.

Although Yuanshi was going down the mountain, the sound was transmitted to the wilderness. Anyone other than the Lich clan who wished to be a teacher could enter Kunlun Mountain to learn a teacher. Those who practice for a while are like crucian carp crossing the river, going up to Kunlun.

In the end, Yuanshi only accepted twelve disciples who entered the room, but they were the Twelve Golden Immortals who became famous later on.

As for Tongtian, since the first Lich War, it has been until the truth that quantitative changes have produced qualitative changes, so he opened up a wide range of doors and recruited disciples, and there were countless people who came to apprentice at a time.

Tongtian was not as picky as Yuanshi, regardless of mountain spirits and ghosts, those who turned into shapes of plants, trees, bamboos and stones, all those who came to worship teachers were all accepted under the door, and there was a huge crowd for a while.

Tongtian preached Hongjun Dao everywhere, and turned to Kunlun Mountain after the apprenticeship tour, and was complained by Yuanshi as soon as he returned.

"Junior Brother Tongtian, why do you act like this? You don't object to accepting disciples as a brother, but you don't pick and choose. What kind of mountain spirits, ghosts, birds and beasts are chaotic, you just let my brother Zensheng talk about you."

"Second senior brother, although you call yourself a senior brother, the three of us are all transformed by Pan Gu Yuanshen, and there is no distinction of seniority. This time, I need you to take care of my apprenticeship, which is too lenient."

"Tongtian, don't you know good from bad, what you say for brother is for your consideration, how can you be so rude"

"Hmph, I have my own plan, don't allow you to spend too much effort"

"you"

"You two don't quarrel anymore. The teacher once said that there are three thousand ways, each has its own way, so there is no need to worry about it."

When Yuan Shi saw that Lao Tzu had spoken, he stopped talking, but his face was still very ugly, and he hated Tong Tian even more in his heart.

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