Supreme Violent Young Master

On the Qingyang Island Island, Chen Yuyang held the green plum in his hand, drank a cup of wine and said, "You are courting death. Human Clan is a race that is flourishing under the heavens, so accepting the effects of Human Clan is your Witch Clan self-destructing. If the Twelve Ancestral Witches do not perish, how can the heavens compensate your Human Clan! "    

    

Zhou Shan, looking around, felt that his eldest senior brother would not interfere in this matter, and was in a very good mood. Looking at Yuanshi, he said, "Second Senior, the cause and effect of the Saint has been eliminated. Let them handle their own matters! "    

    

Tong Tian's words were quite righteous. He only wanted to use this opportunity to kill some people from Witch Clan. In terms of the cause and effect of a Saint, it could only be determined by one's heart. If one did not wish to use this as an excuse, then naturally, there would be no cause and effect.    

    

He rolled his eyes and said, "Hold it!"    

    

Tongtian narrowed his eyes as he looked at Ju Te and said, "What else is there for Fellow Daoist Ju Te to do?"    

    

He said with a smile: "Nothing, but Fellow Tong Tian's karma, the karma between us and Demon Clan has disappeared. Di Jun and one or two of our fellow daoists have just insulted This Penniless Priest, so this Penniless Priest naturally has to give a little warning! "    

    

Nuwa had clearly heard this as well. "Fellow Daoist, don't forget; you just attacked!"    

    

He laughed, "Why not move again!"    

    

With that said, he had already made his move, bringing along his unbounded viciousness. With a flash of gold light, he rushed towards Di Jun. As if his Demon Clan foundation was about to be broken, Di Jun was so scared by the power that he was drenched in cold sweat, without any energy to move his body, he could only sit on the ground and wait for death. Tongtian hurriedly said, "You're right, I dare you!"    

    

However, Tongtian was already too slow, and was still the Saint Master of the Human Clan, Little Tian Zun, with his spear, he said, "You're courting death!"    

    

After obstructing the golden light that was about to fly out, the clever weapons of the gun sent all the golden light back to the Witch Clan camp. Xuan Ming had no place to dodge and died instantly. The brightly-named man said angrily: "Little Tian Fellow Daoist, what do you think we should do?"    

    

Xuan Ming was the youngest and most beloved of the twelve Ancestral Magi. Now, Xuan Ming was dead as well. Moreover, he died cleanly and happily. He didn't even have the chance to howl in joy. Watching their brothers fall one by one, Zhu Rong and the public, who were originally under the influence of a saint, let out a great power.    

    

Forcefully shaking his body, his Witch Clan was now very little, with less than ten thousand people left.    

    

Fellow Daoist Tian, you are not a human, what do you want to do? "The two of them stared at each other as they spoke. Little Tian coldly snorted and said: "You're not in a good mood, what do you think? Don't tell me you want to fight with me? Back then in the North Sea, neither of your martial brothers were my match. Do you want to try it today? "    

    

The word 'definitely' immediately withered. After all, Little Tian's cultivation was unfathomable. There was even Qingyang Island behind him. Even if he was emitting killing intent from his entire body, he would definitely feel his entire body tremble. How would he dare to challenge Little Tian? The connection involuntarily retreated two steps. Seeing her face, both the guide and the guide shrank back in fear.    

    

With a playful smile on his face, Tongtian looked at Yuanshi and muttered to himself, "Fellow Daoist Xiaotian's cultivation is unfathomable. You are indeed formidable!"    

    

Seeing these hypocritical saints retreat one after another when they were faced with a life or death situation, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong became even more furious. Zhu Rong stared at these saints and said, "You, holy people, are you trying to bully us because we are useless?" Today, we vow to die not in your hands. Shameless fools, let's die together! "    

    

Instantly, Zhu Rong's body broke away from the great power released from the body of a saint, and began moving rapidly. He looked back at Gong Gong and said, "Gong Gong, do you dare to come up with me and blast this poor mountain away!" Zhu Rong was a fiery god, and had a great temper.    

    

Seeing his brothers turn to ashes one by one, Gong Gong yelled out in anger. F * ck! Afraid of you! "We are of the Pangu Bloodline, formed from the blood essence of the Pangu God, and the Pangu Mountain is the backbone of our father. We don't have Witch Clan, so it would be lonely to leave it here.    

    

The two of them, one in front and one behind, broke free from the saint's grasp. Smiling at each other, they relied on their tough bodies to rush up the mountainside. Di Jun and Tai Yi didn't expect the two of them to actually engage in a suicide attack. They immediately shouted towards Lu Wu and Fuxi, "Quick, stop them.    

    

If Zhou Shan were to fall, the consequences would be unimaginable. The Saints understood this logic as well, but they had unknowingly hesitated, as if they were being held back by something. Qingyang Island, Chen Yuyang sneered lightly, and said: "Hong Jun, Hong Jun, you're truly willing to give it up!" Then he shook his head helplessly.    

    

Bang, bang, two huge sounds resounded, and directly smashed into the Zhou Mountains. Luwu and Fuxi, who had been led away by Di Jun and Taiyi, also perished one after another, leaving only the Fuxi Zither still reverberating in the sky as waves of zither music burst forth. Tears filled Nuwa's eyes, as she said, "Brother, Brother!"    

    

However, Zhou Shan still fell and a huge hole was torn open in the sky. Nine Heavens Water poured down and instantly drowned all of the Prehistoric Land. Countless lives had been destroyed and they had drowned to death in the flood. The Saints stared at the Nine Heavens Demesne and could only sigh helplessly.    

    

At this moment, Yuan Xi made use of this opportunity and said to Tong Tian, "Look at you, look at the good things you've done!"    

    

Tongtian coldly snorted and bitterly shook his head. At this moment, all the twelve Ancestral Mages left behind was Qiang Liang, who stared at the huge flood flowing down from the sky, and started laughing out loud with a heart-wrenching voice, "Hahahaha, good, very good! "Let's perish together, I'm the only one left, I'm the only one left!"    

    

With that, he too stood up and flew towards the direction of Zhou Mountain. "Brothers, wait for me. I'll be coming for you!"    

    

However, he didn't have the luck of Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, he was killed by the Green Pingping Sword that connected the sky with the road. However, the sound of his Witch Clan still reverberated endlessly in the world. It was as if they were narrating their perseverance and pride. They wrote a piece of history and a piece of the legend of the Vast Expanse. The battle between Lich was unprecedented, and not only did it shatter Zhou Shan, it also shattered the Prehistoric Land.    

    

The great calamity had finally come to an end without a sound. The only things that could be heard were the crashing sounds of the flood waters. Tears fell from Nuwa's eyes, and she couldn't help but look at Fuxi's passing figure. Ever since they transformed, the two of them had been siblings for countless years. But now ?    

    

The more she thought about it, the more bitter and teary she felt in her heart. Waving the red ball in her hands, Nuwa felt so much hatred that she wanted to kill all of her Witch Clan. However, the moment the red ball landed on the ground, a violet light flashed, and he said helplessly, "The great calamity of this world has always had lives and deaths. Why must Nuwa's disciples continue to persevere?"    

    

"Teacher!" The Nuwa let out a sobbing sigh.    

    

When the various Saints saw Hong Jun, they all bowed. Only Little Tian Zun was left standing, since he was not a disciple of the Dao Ancestor, so there was no need for him to bow to the Dao Ancestor. Hong Jun looked at them and waved his hand, "The Wasteland has already experienced two elemental palaces and great calamities will always befall. The lich tribulation is naturally one of them. For example, the number of people who have reached perfection today will not be able to return to the level of Lich in the future! "    

    

Yuan Xi immediately took a step forward and asked, "Teacher, may I ask, what should we do with our Demon Clan?" As he spoke, he still looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi with ill intent. Yuan Xi now truly hoped that Demon Clan could be the same as the Witch Clan, disappearing from the world. So he was waiting for Hong Jun's answer.    

    

However, Hong Jun hesitated for a moment, and said: "This matter, will be handled by Azure Sun Scholars, there is no need for us to ask! It's better to make up for it first! "    

    

Hong Jun looked at Nuwa silently, and said, "Nuwa, you are a person who is destined to help the heavens. Naturally, you have rendered great merits!" After saying that, Hong Jun's eyes slightly narrowed as he revealed a troubled expression: "However, if you want to repair the sky, you have to personally make a trip to the Qingyang Island of the North Sea, otherwise, this matter would not be able to be completed.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

However, just as Nuwa was preparing to head towards the North Sea, a person slowly walked over from the direction of the North Sea. The gigantic turtle beneath her body continuously howled twice. He was still wearing the same snow-white robe as he softly chanted, "Lich War destroys the heavens and the earth, causing the heavens and earth to tremble." For the Nuwa Heaven Mending Multicolored Stone, it is only natural that there will be future generations! "    

    

The song was faint. Riding on a giant turtle with the zither and sword by his side, he truly did have the charm of a deity.    

    

Who else could it be other than Chen Yuyang who was riding on the giant turtle? A wisp of cool breeze brushed against his clothes and made it flutter in the wind, giving him an incomparably otherworldly feeling. He was wearing a long robe and was not wearing a daoist robe. He had a purple and gold crown on his head, Cloud Piercing Boots from nine palaces under his feet, and his long hair hung down his back.    

    

As they gradually neared, Chen Yuyang said while faintly looking at Hong Jun, "Old Daoist Hong Jun, I didn't expect to see you again outside the 33 Heavens." Chen Yuyang didn't speak, and others couldn't even remember this. The moment he spoke, all sorts of surprised eyes started to wander on his body.    

    

They thought that Chen Yuyang had already confined himself in the thousand year battle, and was severely injured. They never thought that seeing him today, would not look like he was injured at all, as if his cultivation had increased even more. What the hell. Hong Jun also nodded his head: "Green Sun Scholar's cultivation has advanced, congratulations!"    

    

"I still need to thank you, Fellow Daoist Hong Jun!"    

    

As he said that, Chen Yuyang saw the starry sky beneath him shattering, and frowned: "I didn't expect that I would be late!"    

    

Everyone burst out in disdain, "You are doing this on purpose!"    

    

Only Di Jun and the others looked at Chen Yuyang with a hint of concern in their eyes. After all, if it wasn't for the tenth child, they and the Demon Clan would have probably once again experienced the tragedy of the Primordial Second Era. So, there's still gratitude in their eyes, even though Di Jun can shamelessly say that he is a part of our Demon Clan.    

    

Hong Jun and Chen Yuyang stared at each other for a long while before Hong Jun finally spoke, "Venerable Azure Sun, do you think it's better to watch as the mountains and rivers shatter and the waters flood the skies?"    

    

Chen Yuyang rolled his eyes as he said, "Since the great wasteland is destroyed, there is naturally a law of the heavens. In the future, we can just split it into four continents. I have already thought of the names, Eastern Victory Divine Continent, Western Victory Divine Province, Southern Viewing Ministry Continent, Northern Ju Luzhou, I wonder what you think? "    

    

Hong Jun laughed bitterly in his heart. He looked at Chen Yuyang who was trying to explain the situation to his left and right, but since Chen Yuyang had brought out the Black Tortoise from the North Sea, he naturally understood in his heart that it was not that did not understand him, but he was trying to negotiate a condition. Therefore, he helplessly nodded his head and said, "I'll just do as I said!"    

    

These words seemed to have already promised Chen Yuyang something. Chen Yuyang nodded as well, smiling as he looked at Nuwa, whose tears had yet to dry. He said, "Is fellow Daoist Nuwa dying from a heart attack?"    

    

"Indeed, I wonder if brother Qingyang will have any leeway left!" Nuwa seemed to have seen a hint of hope.    

    

Chen Yuyang shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi is a lucky person. You won't die. There will naturally be a great achievement in the future, and it can be used to prove that the Dao will never be destroyed! " Chen Yuyang did not prove that he was a Primordius, but that he was an immortal.