I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

Kunpeng was horrified, and suddenly he saw that it was Zhen Yuanzi coming to kill him.

"You, Zhen Yuanzi, what do you want to do?"

"Hmph, Kunpeng, if you kill my friend Hongyun, I will be buried with you today."

boom

I only saw Zhen Yuanzi slapping him down with his palm. No matter how tyrannical the demon master Kunpeng was, he could not resist the power of the saint.

"No--."

boom

The demon master was stunned on the spot. He only saw Zhen Yuanzi grabbing it with one hand, and a gourd appeared.

The sudden scene stunned all the saints on the spot.

"this"

"Damn it, this Zhen Yuanzi is really a bastard, he actually killed the demon clan vitality."

Nuwa in the Wa Palace was furious, but she didn't dare to leave the palace. She figured it out with her fingers and then gave a wry smile:

"Haha, time is also fate, and humans cannot predict it. Because the seeds have been planted long ago, the fall of the demon master Kunpeng is reasonable. Hey, does the demon clan really have no chance of survival?"

A drop of tears fell, and the spiritual energy of the ancient land surged. Ye Yang slowly looked up and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"The demon clan's only chance of survival is the human race. It's better to stay well and become the human race's food rations with peace of mind until countless calamities."

Kunpeng was beheaded, and the demon clan's slim chance of survival was wiped out. In an instant, the remaining demon clan fled in all directions. As for the dignity of the demon clan? Fuck it.

Even the demon summoning flag couldn't be pulled back at this moment. Looking at the demon clan fleeing in all directions, Nuwa's heart bleeds. She pressed the wrong treasure from the beginning, but she didn't know it, which led to her current ending.

Tears kept falling, Nuwa was heartbroken and regretful at the same time, muttering to herself:

"If possible, I will never abandon the human race, but, haha"

Nuwa understood that all of this was her own fault. She remembered that when the human race was in disaster, Ye Yang begged all the saints in the sky to lend a helping hand, but no one came to help. Only the leader of Tongtian could only give verbal reminders.

But just such a verbal reminder allowed Tongtian Cult Master to find the opportunity to intercept the religion, and allowed Tongtian Cult Master to embark on his own path.

But on the other hand, Nuwa and Taiqing Saint fell deeper and deeper into the trap, until it was too late to regret, but there was no way to remedy the situation, so they could only make one mistake to the end.

In the depths of the chaos, the Wa Palace suddenly burst into light, and then a seal appeared, closing the dojo.

"If there is no big event in the future, my Nuwa will never leave the dojo."

Maybe it was because I was heartbroken, but I finally ate the bitter fruit I sowed.

All the saints in the heavens sighed when they saw Nuwa's behavior, and felt a little sad in their hearts.

"If I had known this, why bother in the first place? It's just karma."

In the ancient land, Kunpeng was killed, and the remaining demon clans fled in all directions. Only Gonggong stood there with eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

All sentient beings in the wild do not know what to do.

"Is this the end of the Lich Tribulation?"

"Impossible, the ancestral witch is not dead, and the calamity of the lich is not over yet."

"Really? Then what's going on with Gonggong?"

All sentient beings in the ancient world were doubtful, and all the saints in the heavens were also doubtful.

"Is it over now? Didn't the teacher say that the mountain will fall if you don't do it? Why is this..."

"There is no need to worry, the mountain will not fall unless the lich measures it, and the calamity is not over, just watch it."

The saints communicated among themselves, and then looked at the ancient land. Ye Yang was also confused. Could it be that his arrival changed the outcome?

Just when he was stunned and confused, suddenly a voice from the demon clan's heaven resounded across the vast land.

"The demon clan is immortal, the demon clan is not afraid of death, the witch clan, I, the demon clan Xihe, come to fight——"

With a roar, only a ray of light came. Xihe took the initiative to respond to the disaster. His son was killed. Xihe was already heartbroken. When he saw his husband blowing himself up again, Xihe's heart was already dead. He could only survive alone. What's the use? It's better to follow him, but he can't take advantage of Zu Wu.

"kill--."

With a roar, he came straight towards Gonggong. Unfortunately, in front of this Dharma body that was thousands of miles away, Xi He really couldn't see enough.

"My husband is dead, nine of my ten sons have been killed, and one son is still alive, rising in the east and falling in the west, never to return home. The demon clan has been defeated and has no longer been as brave as before. I am the head of the demon clan's heavenly palace, how can I survive?"

Xihe stabbed out with his sword.

"Gonggong, my husband failed to kill you, I will kill you later, and you will die——"

It turned into a stream of light and instantly penetrated Gonggong's heart. At this moment, Gonggong was already exhausted. How could he resist this lightning-fast sword?

There was only a popping sound, and a big hole appeared in Gonggong's chest. Blood rushed out in an instant, turning into a torrential river and rushing straight into the wild land. Xihe used his magic power to penetrate Gonggong's heart with his whole body.

"Roar--"

With a roar and severe pain, Gonggong went crazy. He didn't know where the strength came from, and he turned around suddenly and grabbed it with one hand.

"Xihe, go to hell——."

Xihe risked his life, and Gonggong also risked his life. Only to see the big hand that covered the sky fall, and Xihe was caught by Gonggong on the spot.

Bang.

Xi He was crushed so hard that he didn't even have time to scream.

"Roar--."

Then Gonggong staggered around, with endless death in his eyes.

"Brothers, I'm here, hahaha."

In a rage, he crashed into the Buzhou Mountains, while thinking silently in his heart:

"Human Ancestor, let me, Gonggong, use this last broken body to help the human race open a bright road."

He only saw Gonggong charging towards Buzhou Mountain with heavy steps. He knew in his heart that if Buzhou Mountain did not fall, the human race would definitely be blocked. Gonggong also understood that no one except the Wu tribe would dare to hit Buzhou Mountain.

In this case, just be a good person for once.

"Father God, please forgive Gonggong for being rude."

The saints in the heavens reacted instantly when they saw this scene.

"Buzhou Mountain is about to fall, but the Wu Clan has already won at this moment, so why are they still destroying Buzhou Mountain?"

I could only hear the sage saying very clearly:

"Unless Mount Buzhou falls, all sentient beings in the prehistoric times will be unable to escape Pangu's influence. Even if Pangu's will disappears, it will be the same. Even if the Wu clan does not collide with Mount Buzhou, there will be other reasons to destroy Mount Buzhou."

In short, the Lich Tribulation is over, the demon tribe is defeated and flees in all directions, all twelve ancestral witches of the Wu Clan are dead, Buzhou Mountain collapses, and all three factors are achieved, then the Lich Tribulation is over.

It's just that the ancestral witch Houtu was deceived by Ye Yang by stealing the sky and exchanging the sun. Otherwise, the lich's calamity would have continued. But once Houtu was born, who else would be his opponent in this ancient world?

All the saints? I'm afraid that Hou Tu will slap him to death, Hongjun? Even if they can defeat Hou Tu, Ren Zu is not just a spectator.

This is also the reason why Ye Yang keeps Hou Tu from coming out. As for the next calamity, it doesn't matter. Things have already changed, and the way of heaven cannot care about it, otherwise the Lich calamity will happen again.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches are resurrected, Heaven will have no choice but to reap the consequences.

"Junior sister, Yuanshi, Buzhou Mountain is about to collapse. Be prepared to mend the sky. This is an opportunity to gain great merit. As for whether or not the karma can be offset, and how much karma can be offset, it depends on our actions."

After hearing Taiqing's words, Nuwa also opened her eyes.

"Yes, senior brother."

The nine-color sacred stone and the Qiankun Ding have appeared.

As for the two sages in the West, they also saw Gonggong heading straight towards Mount Buzhou, but they were puzzled:

"Gonggong is about to hit Mount Buzhou, and Dongfang is in dire straits. That's the Pillar of Heaven."

"Whatever, that's in the East, just in time for them to suffer. Otherwise, how can we balance the West?"

"What senior brother said is true, I'll sit on the mountain and watch the show."

It's just a pity that the Second Saint of the West has been tricked and I don't know.

However, the leader of Tongtian Cult laughed:

"Mending the sky? The methods laid down by the ancestors will eventually come into use, but if you want to gain great merit, how can I let you get it?"

The Zhuxian Sword Formation quietly appeared in his hand, and the Tongtian Cult Master's eyes were piercing. It was time for him to make arrangements for the Jie Cult.

Rumble.

Suddenly, the world was shaken, and a scream resounded across the vast land.