This is a vast continent, which seems desolate and depressed, but is actually full of huge energy, extremely violent, with the scorching sun in the sky, the temperature is extremely high, the scorching sun shines down from the sky, the whole earth is in a state of evaporation, and the strong wind brings unbearable sultry, and here is a well-known name: the prehistoric continent!

At this moment, this continent is not the peace and beauty that I imagined. From the top of the sky to the Nine Netherlands, everything is full of endless wars. The sound of fighting and the sound of collision of various weapons are intertwined, messy, flesh and blood are flying everywhere, and resentment is soaring. Soon, the shouting slowly stopped, leaving only the sound of the army patrol and cleaning...

Above the sky, a magnificent heavenly palace stands majestic, exuding majesty, as if so unattainable. The city wall of the heavenly palace has already stood full of people. To be precise, these are the gods who were once high!

And in an extremely far away place opposite them, there were also dense crowds of people, neatly arranged. If you count carefully, there were millions of people. This was a terrifying number.

"Report!" At this time, a sound of horror came from the Heavenly Palace. A figure was extremely panicked and instantly came to the hall and knelt on the ground.

"Report to the Emperor of Heaven, the two million troops of the witch clan have broken through all the defense lines before the main gate. They are unstoppable and head straight to the Heavenly Palace. Please ask the Emperor of Heaven to give orders to let our gods and the Heavenly Palace live and die together!" The newsman said at the end and gritted his teeth. At this moment, he seemed to have made up some great decisions, but instead became less panicked, his expression was natural, and his conversation was clear.

In the most magnificent palace in the Heavenly Palace, a golden dragon chaise was falling above the palace, and a man in yellow robe sat upright with endless majesty, but at this moment he frowned.

He murmured, "Are you two million? You're out in full bloom and heading straight to the Heavenly Palace. This disaster is unsolvable, and it's my life. It's just that, the heaven and earth have their own fixed numbers. Since he wants me to die, what's the harm! But I'm not willing to give up. If there is a next life, I will definitely step on the sky! This heaven cannot control my destiny."

He looked forward and saw the generals of the Gods of Heavens standing on the city wall, their swords were unsheathed, and their spears were pointed out with their sharp edges! Just by a command, they could rush towards the enemy army at any time, even if the corpse was gone, their souls were scattered, and no one retreated! The calmness on their faces had long replaced the previous fear and anxiety, and death was their choice!

Opposite was a 2 million army of the Witch Clan, with great momentum and morale shocking. He also knew that the lower realm of the Heavenly Palace had long been captured by the Witch Clan Allies - the Demon Clan, and the Underworld and the Human World have been ruled by the Demon Clan!

He shook his head bitterly, as if he had made up some determination and chose to give up resistance. "The gods obeyed the orders, put the swords into the sheath, and took back the soldiers, and welcomed the twelve ancestor witches into the palace. I will talk to them." After he finished speaking, he stood up and flew into the sky to face the witch clan. The gods seemed unwilling to accept it, but had to obey the orders to remove the battle mode.

On the side of the Witch Clan, the twelve ancestor witches took the lead, walked in the air, with different clothes, not all human bodies, and different shapes. There was a man on the left, and the person named Tianwu, with eight human faces and ten tiger tails. He was respected as the ancestor witch of the Wind, saying: "The Emperor of Heaven, when the battle against the Nine Li clan was defeated, the leader of Chiyou died, you succeeded and honored the Emperor of Heaven, and ruled the prehistoric world for thousands of years. However, the feng shui has changed. Today, it is heaven that will destroy you, and it is not entirely our crime."

"Emperor of Heaven, there is no right or wrong between us and you, but the position is different." The central person said. She had a human body, snake tail, seven hands behind her back, hands on her chest, and holds a snake in both hands. She is the head of the twelve ancestor witches, and the ancestor witch of the central turtle - Houtu. "From your standpoint, the death of the war god Chiyou is not your fault. Now, don't think it is our fault."

The Emperor of Heaven laughed: "I am not that person who is not aware of the truth. It is meaningless to have anyone who is right. The way of heaven controls all living beings. Because of our insignificance, we cannot escape from control. It is life! In my life, I rose to the ancient times, fought countless times, and committed a huge murderous crime. Now that I have been responsible for cause and effect, I am just a death, so what's wrong!"

He walked forward step by step, stalking with his head held high, and was full of tragic spirits. He shouted: "However, the heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs, the saints are not kind, and treat living things as ants. This is the way of heaven. Since the way of heaven is to destroy me, I am destined to escape the cycle of fate. I hope other gods will leave safely and go to the lower realm to be a scattered immortal, and die for themselves."

"The Emperor of Heaven can rest assured that the gods are not in the disaster and have no luck. You can leave as long as you want." Hou Tu sighed, as if he couldn't bear it, and said.

The Emperor of Heaven breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Although he had already known that the gods were not subject to disaster, he truly felt relieved. So he closed his eyes and stopped looking at the world. His nostalgia dissipated and he chanted: "The world is washed with my blood today, stabilized with my flesh, stabilized with my soul, suppressed evil with my soul, and fell into reincarnation with my body!"

He had layers of ripples on his body, and the light shone everywhere, making others unable to open their eyes, and disappeared in an instant...

"The Heavenly Emperor is righteous!" After a moment, someone said.

Immediately afterwards, everyone worshiped the place where the Emperor of Heaven fell, "The Emperor of Heaven is of great righteousness!" The voice of worship resounded throughout the world for a long time...

At this time, no one noticed that at the place where the Emperor of Heaven disappeared, an ancient sword flew into the sky and flew out of the heavenly realm. It was so fast that it was thousands of miles in an instant that even the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not notice at all.

Outside the vast world, in the endless chaos, a colorful palace stands on the top of the sky, emitting a sacred aura, which is inviolable. At this moment, a woman stood, holding an ancient sword, and a red light shot out from the sword body, which was tightly held in her hand. She murmured, as if she said to others, and seemed to be talking to herself: "One Yuan Tribulation, the One Life's Honor, the Endless Reincarnation, Bu Er Hongmeng."

"I will help you keep this sword for a while first. Then you can take the sword yourself! This is a bit unfair to you, but you shouldn't complain about him, he just wants to do this world. With my ability, he is so small in the face of the disaster of heaven and earth. If I force it, it will hurt you..." In the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, and even became silent.

...

Time flies, and we will never stop for anyone!

The sky can be replenished, the sea can be filled, the south mountains can be moved, and the sun and the moon can be passed by, so you cannot chase it again!

Countless years have passed without realizing it, the stars shift, mountains and rivers change, and the field of vision always changes with time. Ordinary people's leaves fall back to their roots, and powerful people move mountains and fill the seas.
Chapter completed!