The Witch Clan is not the only race that has been punished by God, and the demon clan is also not having a good time.

Justice may be late, but never absent. In terms of doing evil, the achievements of the demon clan are no lower than those of the witch clan.

In the previous life of King Pan, there were no gods, and good and evil would be rewarded in the end. Sometimes it was just a empty word, with limited manpower, and the laws based on manpower were naturally limited. But in the prehistoric world, the sky had eyes, which became a big truth.

The way of heaven is kind to all living beings. Only a harmonious prehistoric world can continue to improve.

The number of demon clans is much more than that of the witch clans. The reproduction speed of demon clans is not comparable to that of the witch clans. Bee demons, hundreds of eggs are placed in a nest, and ant demons are even more amazing.

The witch clan's reproduction is more difficult than the powerful ones among the immortals. The essence and blood of the witch clan are integrated, and their essence is difficult to transmit from one side to the other side.

Therefore, on this day, the stars in Zhoutian were bright, much brighter than usual, and it was the light emitted by the immortals of the demon clan when they were punished by heaven.

They were too many, and the light of the destruction lit up the stars.

"Your Majesty, more than half of the tribe members have been punished by God. What should I do?"

Bai Ze rushed into the Xihuang Palace and rushed to the rushing path.

The reason why he was anxious was that the Zhoutian Star God and the fake Daluo Golden Immortals were also affected, seriously injured and died countless times.

If this continues, their Zhoutian Star Array will be destroyed.

Although now, quasi-saints cannot fight in the prehistoric world, only with strength can the demon clan have the right to speak.

Fuxi frowned and said helplessly: "The Emperor Wa has already told me about this matter. The evil between my demon clan is too deep. If Houtu perfects the cycle of reincarnation, my demon clan will naturally be retribution. This is a disaster that cannot be avoided. However, Emperor Wa also said that my demon clan has a disaster, and the witch clan is not much better."

Bai Ze was shocked when he heard this, and he asked carefully: "Where are we waiting for the quasi-saint?"

He followed Di Jun. During the Taiyi War, there were many creatures slaughtered, such as Pan Wang’s Divine Medicine Mountain. If Pan Wang had not turned the tide, all creatures would have been washed away by the demon clan.

Of course Fuxi understood. He looked up at Bai Ze and said slowly: "What should be come will always come, fellow Taoists don't have to worry."

Bai Ze understood Fuxi's words.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as straw dogs. Except for Pangu’s authenticity, other creatures have the same status in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, and it has nothing to do with you as a quasi-saint powerful person or a junior in the realm of the celestial fairy.

Since Bai Ze has committed the act of slaughtering creatures, he will definitely pay the price for it in the future.

However, Bai Ze is a quasi-saint, immortal and immortal. No matter how great the retribution is, you don’t have to be afraid.

Bai Ze looked at the vast starry sky blankly, and for a moment, he was fascinated by the sight.

Houtu had no idea what he had caused to herself. She was immersed in her own world and in the wonderful feeling of improving her Taoist practice.

A pen, a book, flew out from the depths of the underworld and fell into the body of Houtu.

She was blessed to her heart and suddenly had an idea.

The creatures in the prehistoric world have lived with the heaven and earth since the earth, and the sun and the moon are the same as Geng. However, none of them can improve their cultivation to the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

Therefore, there are many wastes who have been practicing for countless years and are still a Xuanxian who has been practicing for soy sauce.

The book that flew out from the depths of the underworld automatically opened, and the generous divine light and the pen were also written under the control of Houtu.

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

One by one, one by one, one by one, was written on the dark book by a magic pen.

Houtu's mind was connected with the way of heaven, so when she thought, the information about the prehistoric creatures appeared in her mind.

Houtu's handwriting is made of iron and silver hooks, and it is three points into the paper. Its cultivation level is from low to high, from Earth Immortal to Golden Immortal, from Golden Immortal to Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Gradually, in that black book, the three words "Life and Death Book" were vividly revealed on the paper.

Boom!

In the earth and heaven, the wind and clouds were surging. The creatures under the Daluo Golden Immortal suddenly felt that the life span, which originally lived with the same life, began to pass by and decrease wildly.

"Twelve nine thousand six hundred years!"

A junior in the realm of the celestial fairy hugged him and took two female fairies to travel around the mountains and rivers, enjoying themselves freely. A number in his mind pulled him out of the gentle land.

His brain was about to explode.

He knew that this number was his remaining life span. Once his life span was reached, his body would die, and his soul would become weak and gradually dissipate.

The Book of Life and Death is the best innate spiritual treasure. It is the same level as the List of the Gods and the Earth Book. No one can escape its constraints except the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Houtu uses the Life and Death Book to re-establish his life!

When the other eleven ancestor witches saw Houtu’s slutty operation, they wanted to interrupt Houtu’s behavior immediately.

However, Houtu was born in heaven, and not to mention being a quasi-saint, even the saint could not stop her.

In the prehistoric world, there are too many monks who are content with enjoyment and are not diligent in practicing Taoism. These people live in the prehistoric world for a day and consume a lot of spiritual energy. Therefore, the way of heaven must use the book of life and death to put a shackle on these people's heads.

If you don’t work hard to practice, just eat but not cook, you can! Then die and return the spiritual energy to heaven and earth.

"The lifespan of the earth immortal is 30,000 years!"

"The lifespan of the immortal is 129,600 years!"

"The lifespan of the true immortal is 333,333 years!"

"The longevity of Xuanxian, 500,000 years!"

"The lifespan of the Golden Immortal is ten million years!"

"Taiyi Golden Immortal's Life is 5.6 billion years!

All the heavens and all living beings were stunned when they received the information from the secrets of heaven.

It became a habit for them to enjoy endless life spans. Suddenly, their life span was restricted, which made some monks panic.

Especially some second generations of immortals among the monks, they rely on their deep background and are greedy for pleasure and never practice seriously. The elders preach to them, and their left ears come in and out of their right ears.

Now it was getting better. As the deadline approached, they cried and shouted at her parents, rushing to enter the seclusion room and began to practice hard.

If you don’t practice, you will die if you don’t practice.

Those immortals who are intrigue and fighting for power are no longer in the mood. No matter how powerful or there are many beauties, they must be famous!

"Five and six billion years, even a time of disaster cannot be achieved by the Daluo Golden Immortal. You can really die with confidence!"

"Not bad! The life span set by fellow Taoist Houtu is very reasonable. You see, does it take 30,000 years for the Earth Immortal to break through to the Golden Immortal? If you go down a treasure of heaven and earth, you can become a celestial immortal with a little effort, unless you are too lazy and unwilling to practice."

"It makes sense. However, is the life span of Xuanxian too short? It is a bit difficult to understand the law in 500,000 years, and becoming an immortal golden immortal!"

"The big waves wash away the sand, and only with pressure can you get motivation. I feel that 500,000 years is too long. My disciple Zhenwu Taoist, only took 300,000 years to become a golden immortal."

"That's why fellow Taoist Xuantian's disciples have the resources of saints, how can other juniors compare?"

A group of powerful people are communicating silently.

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Chapter completed!