Supreme Violent Young Master

From the looks of it, there was naturally a way for Chen Yuyang's Human Clan people to help his Demon Clan. In this great wasteland, the only Demon Clan that Chen Yuyang had against him was that of Nuwa. As a woman, how could the people in the afterworld not see that the Nuwa had feelings for Chen Yuyang? Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the Qingyang Island stood on the side of the Demon Clan.    

However, the answer she received was disappointment. Chen Yuyang shook his head: "No."    

"Then why?" Hou Tu was puzzled.    

Chen Yuyang waved his hand, and laughed offhandedly: "Little sister, there are some things that you cannot understand. Although I told you that I am a member of the Human Clan, I still have to tell you that I am not purely using Human Clan. My soul came from the Demon Clan, the bloodline of the Demon Clan Emperor, and the Three-legged Golden Crow! "    

The man behind him let out an "Ah" sound and took two steps back in surprise. Then, he gently bit his finger and said, "So that's how it is. So that's how it is!"    

As he said this, his face turned yellow and he felt an indescribable heartache. Demon Clan, the refined and elegant person in front of him was actually a member of Demon Clan, but before anyone could regain their senses, Chen Yuyang said: "You know, my Qingyang Island has a Demon Clan legion, and can be said to be the strongest Demon Clan legion the entire Prehistoric Land. Compared to the Demon Clan of the Heavenly Court, it is even more powerful, so the Witch Clan ? "    

He nodded and said with a cold look on his face, "Then when the time comes, do you want to fight with me?"    

Chen Yuyang laughed awkwardly: "You don't have this chance!"    

The earth behind him shook, as if he had a bad premonition. Chen Yuyang said, "Back home, the Lich War is about to begin. I said that you cannot go through six cycles of reincarnation for a hundred thousand years. Old man Hong Jun thought I was rewarding, not punishing. But I can tell you, this is punishment! "For 100,000 years, you will not be able to walk out of the Six Paths of Samsara!    

"Brother!" The ground behind him erupted with cheers, but Chen Yuyang remained unmoved. With a fan, he sent the earth body back into the Six Paths of Samsara. Then, golden halos of light continuously churned across the sea of blood, as if a gigantic golden formation had already surrounded it.    

When the rear earth returned to the Nine Serenities Blood Sea, Chen Yuyang's voice floated over as well, and he said, "Back soil, don't blame this brother for being ruthless. This was something that had to be done. After a hundred thousand years, if you can't walk a single step in the Blood Sea, don't even think of self-destructing. To tell you the truth, Witch Clan cannot self-destruct. Even though you have become a saint, you still don't have a primordial spirit.    

It is unfair for you to let your people die, but you have to remember that their life and death have something to do with you. If one of the six cycles of reincarnation did not accumulate a portion of merit, then one less person would die from Witch Clan. Go on and be a little more conceited! As for the rest, your brother can't tell you too much, either. Life and death reincarnation are all fate, you can't force it, you can't force it! "    

Standing on the sea of blood, he cried out, "Thank you, brother! Thank you for your advice!"    

Above the Ninth Heaven, within the Violet Firmament Palace, Hong Jun said with a smile as he spoke, "What a great Azure Sun, what a great Azure Sun. This is a punishment, a real punishment! "    

Watching his own clansmen suffer, yet not being able to do anything was the most painful thing in the world. It was the same for the people in the rear grounds. Presumably, no one in this Prehistoric Land was able to do this, and other than the old Daoist Hong Jun, he was no longer within the category that could be described with the word 'humanity'.    

The old ghost Hong Jun had said that he had a liking and a feeling for her, but Chen Yuyang was still suspicious of her. After all, being able to watch Human Clan suffer, have his dao heart move, and tamper with the heavens' will could only mean two things. One was, old Daoist Hong Jun was still unable to escape the control of the heavens. Secondly, in Hong Jun's eyes, Human Clan was just an ant, there was no need for him to be concerned.    

However, Chen Yuyang seemed to be more inclined towards the second type. After all, Hong Jun was still relatively magnanimous and tolerant towards Demon Clan and Witch Clan. Otherwise, in this battle where Human Clan were massacred, some people would inevitably emerge as puppets for the great calamity, and then, their Prehistoric Land would disappear into thin air.    

As for the Witch Clan, Hong Jun being able to personally protect the Witch Clan, was even more obvious. However, perhaps what he had done was just to give Pangu face. After all, Witch Clan was formed from Pangu's Essence Blood, so Pangu had to be addressed as Father God. Hong Jun could not give face to anyone in this world, but he had to give face to Pan Gu.    

Although Pan Gu had already passed on, who knew if there would still be the power to shake this Prehistoric Land after Pan Gu had passed on.    

It could be said that Human Clan had won the battle. Because it was the first time a weak Human Clan defeated a strong Witch Clan head-on, which allowed it to retain the Fire Seed of the Human Clan. However, it could also be said that both of them were heavily injured. After all, their Human Clan s were heavily injured by each other. Furthermore, the damage to his Human Clan was much greater than that of his Witch Clan.    

After the battle at the Green Hill, Human Clan had not returned to the North Sea, but instead followed the Green Hill's Qiu to the east, migrating to a location not far away from the Zhou Mountains. It was also the origin of the Human Clan of future generations. With the two great rivers of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River nourishing him, his Human Clan had slowly turned from a life of blood and food to a life of farming.    

The calm Human Clan began to reproduce once again. After going through the trauma of war, the development of Human Clan was also extremely fast.    

After this battle, Witch Clan would also go and lick their wounds. They had lost over a million troops in the battle of Witch Clan. Currently, the Twelve Clans of Witch Clan were almost at a state where they lacked manpower, so much so that even the most basic construction of cities would be difficult to accomplish. Moreover, the reproduction of Witch Clan was a lot longer than that of Human Clan.    

However, you are a person who deserves to die under the heavens after all. Therefore, the heavens could not give you a chance for your Witch Clan to reproduce and reproduce. The calamity of the Lich War was nearing, and could be said to be on the verge of breaking out. There was no comparison between the Witch Clan that was already weak and the Heaven's Expanse Palace that was strong to the point where it couldn't compare.    

Therefore, if Demon Clan did not take advantage of this situation to wipe out all of their Witch Clan, it would simply be a crime.    

Above the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, Di Jun and the Eastern Emperor Bell in his hands who were already on the verge of a breakthrough were just too one. Adding on the Demon Master Kun Peng and the Divine Beast Lu Wu, the four of them formed a secret meeting group. He was racking his brains in preparation for the battle with Witch Clan. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. His Witch Clan might have damaged his vitality in the battle, but the twelve Ancestral Mages are still alive, and there was even a Saint.    

Although the Demon Clan Heavenly Court might not know about the Earth behind the sea of blood that was already sealed by Chen Yuyang, and could not leave the Land of Nine Nether for the next hundred thousand years ? However, they still had to place the powerful Earth Saints within their ranks. This was because no one knew whether or not an unimaginable power would erupt from the soil in the end.    

Knocking on the table nonstop, Di Jun said with an unsightly expression on his face, "Now, my Demon Clan is unstoppable, and the sun seems to be setting in the west. This battle originally has no suspense. But don't forget, the twelve Ancestral Mages are still here and the Earth Saint Master is still here, so we have to plan carefully! "    

The Kun Peng gave a weird laugh and said, "The Demon Emperor is overthinking. This battle is a battle that determines the power of the Great Desolate Province's ruler. There are saints in Witch Clan, and there are also saints in my Demon Clan. "I am willing to go with the Eastern Emperor to the Nuwa Imperial Palace to lobby Mother Nuwa. When the time comes, we'll fight one on one. As long as we get involved in the battle, our chances of victory can be said to be one hundred percent!"    

The First Elder of the Eastern Emperor was not so optimistic. With two lifetimes of experience, he naturally knew what was important in the Lich War. If he did not handle it properly, there would be a huge disaster in the future. Even with Saint Nuwa present, he still felt very uneasy. In this Prehistoric Land, there were too many Saints; His own Demon Clan had to be done with caution.    

"What the Demon Master said does make sense, but don't forget, there are too many of these Prehistoric Land Saints. Every single one of them is capable of exterminating the entire bloodline of my Demon Clan and the Heavenly Court! " Eastern Emperor was alarmed.    

The Kun Peng immediately laughed, "Eastern Emperor is overthinking it!"    

Di Jun, on the other hand, was still unceasingly tapping the table, and only after pondering for a long time did he say: "Second Brother's words are not a concern. I think we have two options. The first is to wait until I become a saint before we fight a decisive battle. Second is to go to the Qingyang Island, and ask Daoist Qingyang to help us out, this way we will be absolutely safe! "    

It was not because of Di Jun or the way they acted, but because the reality was right in front of their eyes. Who knew if Yuanshi, Laozi, would bring these guys out to stir up trouble. As long as one person came out, then it would be difficult to clean up this mess, so heading to Qingyang Island was something that had to be done.    

Eastern Emperor thought for a while and said, "How about this, I and the Roc will be heading to the Emperor of Nuwa Palace. I hope big brother can personally make a trip to the Qingyang Island."    

"This is the most appropriate way!" Di Jun nodded.    

But how could the Witch Clan not think of something that could be imagined by the Demon Clan? Di Jiang and Zhu Rong had already appeared at the First Sun Mountain, within the Eight Visions Temple, while Xuanming and the public were heading to the Hollow Jade Temple at Mount Kunlun.    

As for the wooden god Mang, he had traveled thousands of miles to the Western Paradise.    

In the Eight Visions Temple, the old man was constantly fanning the flames in the furnace with a palm-leaf fan in his hand. Looking at Di Jiang's and Zhu Rong's pleading faces, the old man lightly nodded and said, "I already know the purpose of your visit. And you actually want me to protect your Witch Clan Faction? Don't you think it's too much to wait? "    

Di Jiang and Zhu Rong glanced at each other. They had already predicted this would happen, but even if they knew that there would be tigers in the mountain, they would still walk towards the tigers. After all, as a saint, they both knew that they wouldn't kill people in their own training halls. After a long period of hesitation, both Zhu Rong and Di Jiang left the Eight Visions Temple dejectedly.    

Prehistoric Land, Western Paradise. Everywhere there was a Bodhisattva floating in the air, shining with a golden light. On top of the Merit points, a pool of golden lotuses continuously bloomed. The light and agile sound of flowing water jingled, giving one the illusion that it was endless. At this very moment, in the three star Crescent Moon Cave, Ji Hao was holding a buddhist seal and saying with a smile, "It's quite a pleasure to have friends from the east!"    

The wooden divine beam sat upright on the lotus throne with a nervous expression. It opened and closed its mouth as if it wanted to say something. However, it didn't know what to say. Facing the two Saints who were shining with a golden light, who knew where Guang Ming's words were coming from. After all, beneath the Prehistoric Land Saints, were all ants ?    

Although the Twelve Ancestral Mages were a little bit too big, ants were still ants after all, and their powers of speech were limited.    

However, even if he didn't say anything, a saint would naturally understand the purpose of their visit. With a faint smile, he pinched the lotus flower and said, "I already know the purpose of the arrival of the Wood God, but there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. My fellow apprentices need a convincing reason to make a move!    

"This ?" He still couldn't figure out what exactly he wanted to say and what he wanted to say. He didn't know what to say.    

However, he immediately said: "Saints, as long as it is something our Witch Clan can accomplish, we will definitely be satisfied!"