As the Xumi Mountain Monster Clan’s Zhou Tianxing Duo and the Two Saints of the West came to an end.

Countless great powers in the prehistoric era have been secretly planning to find the whereabouts of Hong Yun. That purple halo of purple energy in the sea of ​​blood? Isn’t it really true?

Maybe it has been obtained secretly by someone?

Where did Hong Yun hide?

One by one, one by one, it has become an unsolved mystery.

Thousands of years have passed, and the atmosphere between the two Lich clans in the ancient land has become increasingly fierce, and petty fights often occur.

Even the human race is implicated in this. Among them, the weak and untransformed demon race on the ancient land is bloodthirsty and devouring the flesh and blood of the human race. The food of the human race is also these creatures.

Food chain! In other words, like reincarnation, it is no longer the case that the two Lich clans only need to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to survive when they are born.

Human race! The weak human race needs blood food, and the weak monster race creatures and monsters in the sea become food for survival.

This is an unavoidable natural cycle, where humans eat demons and demons eat humans.

The human race is very similar to the witch race. Apart from the fact that they are not as powerful as the witch race innately, it is impossible to tell them apart in appearance.

A part of the weak witch tribe merged with the human race, giving birth to the so-called human witch tribe, which is also the so-called Jiuli tribe.

Sea of ​​blood!

Since the last time, a figure has been welcomed here again.

A layer of beige cloak was put on the pale golden soft armor, and his gentle face looked at the turbulent sea of ​​blood.

"Houtu."

With a soft call, the figure of Hongyun, who had disappeared for thousands of years, was revealed. Hou Tu turned his head and smiled.

Relying on the innate supreme treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron, he turned into a stone on the edge of the sea of ​​blood, hiding from everyone's eyes, even the saints were not aware of it.

"Hongyun, you have really changed."

Under the gentle tone, Houtu looked at Hongyun faintly.

"During the first sermon, everyone looked at the Wu Clan with a strange eye, Sanqing was no exception, and you, Hongyun, were also hiding."

"When you preached for the second time, your eyes were very clear, and you showed that casual smile when you saw me, letting me know that you have changed, because your eyes are the same as Nuwa's."

Facing Hou Tu's slow explanation, Hong Yun spit out the smelly wind sand in his mouth angrily.

"Houtu, what do you want to do?"

Looking at Houtu with fearful and suspicious eyes, Hongyun knew that the Houtu in front of her was not a simple woman, she was too thoughtful.

In the prehistoric times, any living thing has lived for tens of thousands of years, even a pig has become a spirit.

Faced with Hongyun's vigilance, Houtu smiled, raised his jade hand and gently stroked the black hair beside his ear, and said with a smile: "Hongyun, you have plotted against everyone, even me."

Although he was plotted against, Hou Tu showed no anger at all, instead he had a gentle smile.

Seeing this scene, Hongyun smiled awkwardly, "What is calculation? You and I help each other and benefit each other. I help you and you help me."

"Hongyun, how do you know about the unfinished evolution of Father God Pangu?"

Hou Tu has too many questions, and Hongyun also has a lot of questions.

"Then why do you humans, the witch clan, work so hard?"

The two of them just sat on a rock on the beach with their knees together. The two of them laughed in the sea of ​​blood, which had a stench that can defile one's soul, just like poison. Their bare feet were soaked in the spray of the sea of ​​blood.

It turns out that in the eyes of the ancestral witches, the unborn human race and they are all the children of Father God Pangu. The difference is that when the ancestral witches transformed, they absorbed the turbid air of heaven and earth, resulting in the loss of their souls.

The human race is the unborn younger brother in the eyes of the ancestral witches, and they are connected by blood. As soon as they discovered the evolved human race, the witch race directly cut off this part of the essence and blood that was corroded by the turbidity.

After hearing Hou Tu's reminiscence and explanation, Hong Yun was even more shocked, "It turns out that the members of your witch clan were transformed by the blood of Pangu that had been corroded by the turbid air!"

All this is explained. Twelve drops of Pangu's essence and blood turned into twelve ancestral witches. But what about the population of the other witch tribes? It seems that they suddenly appeared later.

The Wu Clan and the Human Clan are of the same blood. The Wu Clan is a human race, and the Human Clan is also inseparable from the Wu Clan. No wonder why Chi You and Xuanyuan were able to compete for the co-ownership of the Human Clan in later generations. After a long struggle, they were basically one family.

"Haha, should it be extinct just because it was eroded by the turbid air?" Hou Tu showed a bitter smile.

The turbid air is very powerful! Although it erodes their soul, or it can be said that the soul and the body are integrated into one, strengthening their body.

"What about Nuwa?"

This question has been lingering in her mind for too long. Hongyun stared with big eyes and wanted to see what the relationship was. Could it be that Nuwa was also related to Pangu's essence and blood?

As if he saw Hong Yun's suspicion, Hou Tu glared at him angrily.

"Nu Wa, one time I went out with Xuan Ming and Gong Gong. Zhu Rong and the other four encountered a vicious beast. When we were seriously injured and on the verge of death, Nu Wa saved us."

When he said this, Hou Tu showed a smile of reminiscence, "Later, Nu Wa also encountered danger, and we killed the ferocious beast together. In this way, Nu Wa also transformed into Buzhou Mountain, and we became neighbors. But Nu Wa was too lazy.

, too sleepy.”

Hongyun was greatly disappointed when he heard this. After working on it for a long time, he thought there was something shocking, but he didn't expect that the relationship between Nuwa and the ancestral witch was so simple.

"What about you, Hongyun? It always feels like you know everything."

Faced with Hou Tu's inquiry, Hong Yun smiled freely and said, "Because I have seen the prehistoric times."

After saying this, Tu smiled, because she saw the word "truth" in Hongyun's clear eyes, and secretly murmured in her heart. No wonder the last Hongmeng purple energy chose Hongyun. It must be that the other party must have seen it by chance.

Time passes.

Time flies! It is rumored that the child appeared in Pangu at the beginning of the world. However, it is not a rumor for the Wu clan. It has actually appeared in the inheritance.

The so-called long river of time refers to the future evolution of the prehistoric world when it was first opened, allowing Pangu to know what was lacking in the future development experience of the prehistoric world.

Just like the human race! It was Pangu who saw the decline of the prehistoric era with his own eyes in the long river of time, and she!

At this time, Hou Tu seemed to have turned into a considerate and gentle big sister, but Hong Yun did not let go of her guard at all, and spoke casually with a relaxed smile.

"What about the Witch Clan? You Ancestral Witches should know the shortcomings of the Lich Clan."

Houtu fell silent after hearing Hongyun's question.

"Hongyun, both the Lich and Lich clans are pitiful, pathetic and hateful."

"All creatures instinctively want to be powerful. Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, and Quasi-Sage are just like you, Hongyun, who want to become a saint."

"The prehistoric world is so big. If it continues to develop, sooner or later it will wither. The ancestral witches can see it through their inheritance, and the Sun Star Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi who have transformed into the left eye of Pangu's father must also know it."

Gently stroking the green hair that was fluttering in the wind, Hou Tu looked at the dim world of blood sea and smiled.

"Perhaps the ancient wilderness will eventually turn into a scene like the sea of ​​blood."

"We, the ancestral witches, watched helplessly as the children of the Wu clan grew up. They were able to multiply and multiply, and there were more and more of them. Of course, we, the ancestral witches, did not deny that we had the ambition to dominate the ancient world with the help of the power of the Wu clan."

"With the help of the power of heaven and earth, we can break through the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. Then our ancestral witches can open up a world in the chaos, and we can completely seal the powerful witch clan in the small world."

"It will definitely take a long time for the rest of the witch clans on the ancient land to grow to their peak if their bloodline is weak."

Hou Tu slowly talked about everything about their ancestral witches, perhaps out of ambition, but it has to be said that the ancestral witches and the others had a good intention at the beginning, in order to continue the prehistoric times.

Hongyun smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed, "After a long time of this, you two Lich clans are fighting life and death just for the great wilderness. It's like you two clans are good people and we are all bad guys."

"Haha, everyone's understanding is different, just like Hongjun had his own way of sorting out the ancient world, so you saints came into being."

"The demon clan also believes that as long as they get rid of the witch clan, they will have more than half of the space, enough to continue the prehistoric world."

After a long time of fighting, the Lich and the Liches were fighting to be the king of the two clans. From the beginning, they had the intention of making a contribution to the ancient world.

"Then why did you start?"

Before Hong Yun could finish asking, Hou Tu turned his head, looked directly at Hong Yun and said softly: "Have you ever seen the birth of life?"

Hongyun was stunned and didn't know why, but Houtu smiled.

"When the witch clan transformed, we ancestral witches were very happy, just like our children, we transformed one by one. At that time, our twelve ancestral witches were all very happy, thinking that they would definitely be able to work with us to develop the world of Father God."

"What's scary is that there are too many creatures in the ancient world. Weak creatures keep multiplying too fast. What's even more terrifying is that the creatures in the ancient world often have lifespans of tens of thousands of years, and even live forever."

"The aura of the prehistoric world was so strong at the beginning of the world. The Dragon Clan, the Wind Clan and the Qilin Tribe, didn't they all see the decrease of the aura of the prehistoric world and then the war broke out?"

"Everyone believes that as long as they eliminate the other party, they can buy a longer survival time for their own race, and they can use the luck of heaven and earth to increase their body and break through the realm. As long as they are strong! If you are strong enough to reach a certain realm, there is definitely a way.

"

Hongyun fell silent. At this time, he realized that the prehistoric world was so strange. One by one, great powers may pursue the road, but everyone has their own persistence in their heart and retains their original kindness.

Both the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are competing for living space. It is true that they are ambitious, and it is true that they both want to use the luck of heaven and earth to become Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, but their original intentions are still there.

All living things in the ancient world! The two lich clans are like cancerous cells that crazily want to take their host to immortality.

"Where's Buzhou Mountain!"

Hongyun stared at Houtu and asked the last question in his heart, "If you tell me Buzhoushan your plan, maybe I can find a way."

Hou Tu smiled. At this moment, she let go of all the burdens in her heart, and the clear laughter echoed in her ears.

"Hongyun, sometimes we really envy you. You are carefree and unrestrained. You don't follow our so-called Pangu bloodline. You have shouldered the heavy burden of the ancient times since you were born."

"Buzhou Mountain! It was our ancestral witch, Nuwa, Emperor Jun, and Taiyi who secretly decided that once both sides suffer, the Lich will destroy Buzhou Mountain if there is really no winner."

"The heaven and the earth have been together for so long. The heaven and the earth can no longer overlap. Don't worry."

"Once Mount Buzhou is destroyed, the aura of the ancient world will be reduced sharply. It will no longer be easy to cultivate an immortal body. All things will wither. The ancient world will surely last longer."

When the great secret of the Great Desolate World was revealed, Hongyun shook his head and sighed with a bitter smile, as if he had become a cancer in the Great Desolate World, but the two Lich Clan were doing their best for the Great Desolate World.

It's a pity that they didn't know that after the collapse of Buzhou Mountain, the prehistoric world would indeed be as they imagined at the beginning, with a sharp decline in spiritual energy, and there would no longer be the grand event of the prehistoric period when giants filled the sky and golden immortals were inferior to dogs.

The weak human race became the protagonist of the world, and they seemed to be in a prosperous and prosperous state that could last indefinitely. However, they did not know that in the battle of the gods, Tiandao lifted a stone and broke his own foot.

The prehistoric world was torn apart, and it directly degenerated into the four continents of later generations.

The saints whom Heaven used to sort out the ancient times became the biggest cancer.
Chapter completed!