The Young Master of the Prehistoric Jiejiao

However, the people from the "Witch-Buddha-Demon Alliance" did not know this news.

After hearing Mencius' words and thinking about the crazy attack at the beginning, they realized that the big shots above might have been ambushed.

This instantly caused the morale of the "Witch, Buddha and Demon Alliance" to drop a lot.

No one knew when Chi You, Xing Tian, ​​the Old Man of the Styx, the Pangolin, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Sandalwood Merit Buddha would no longer be able to hold on and would die.

If these six are finished, then don't fight anymore.

The remaining people of them simply cannot maintain such a large alliance. Moreover, the war is now raging, and without their leaders, a defeat is inevitable.

"Everyone! That 'Six Soul Banner' is nothing special. I am confident that this curse can't do anything to me!"

At this time, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Sandalwood Merit Buddha stood up and spoke at the same time.

They have to say that they must make the people in the alliance firmly believe that the alliance is invincible!

Otherwise, once people lose their morale, it will be the end of the game!

"That's right! What the two monks said is true! Once our twelve witch ancestors have recovered, we will immediately set up the 'Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation' to completely destroy the Jie Sect and the Demon Sect! Now, you must attack with all your strength and don't give them any chance to take advantage!"

Chi You also took a deep breath and spoke loudly.

“Hehehe! The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and the river of Hades will never die! Even the saints can’t kill me. You want to deal with the ancestor with just a curse? It’s ridiculous! I’ll just see how you curse me!”

The ancestor of the Styx also revealed his true form from the "Blood Sea Formation" and laughed out loud.

Several leaders spoke one after another, and the people of the "Witch-Buddha-Demon Alliance" calmed down instantly. They began to attack the scattered people of the Jiejiao with all their strength according to the leaders' instructions.

The ancestor of the Styx used the "Blood Sea Formation" to block the demon cloud of the demon clan.

At this time, only the Asura clan had the strength to temporarily stop the demon cult's army.

"The Styx? You are so arrogant! What do you mean the blood sea never dries up and the Styx never dies? The ancestor doesn't like you, come out and let's have a fight!"

Qiongqi stood in front of the demon cloud, standing on a huge demon city, looking coldly at the ancestor of the Styx.

"Qiongqi, you are looking for death!"

The old ancestor of the Styx had been unhappy with the appearance of the demon clan. Now, as soon as Qiongqi arrived, he provoked him, which immediately angered the old devil.

Then the ancestor of the Styx flew out from the "Blood Sea Formation" with two killing swords "Yuan Tu" and "Abi" in his hands, and slashed at the demon cloud of the demon clan!

"Insanity!"

"court death!"

"Work together to kill him!"

……

The arrogance of the old man of the Styx completely angered the eight demon kings. Each demon king condensed a huge palm, which was dozens of miles wide and covered an area with black crows.

The eight Demon Kings joined forces, and their aura was earth-shaking, shocking the earthly immortal world, especially Qiongqi's palm, which was shining with golden light, and strips of golden air came from the void, actually forming strips of air waves, implying a killing move.

The eight great masters joined forces to strike, shocking the world!

"Hahaha! What can you do to the ancestor?"

The old man of the Styx laughed loudly, and a red light suddenly flashed on his body. The "Twelve-Level Karma Fire Red Lotus" flew out and landed at his feet, forming boundless karmic fire, burning the void with a "sizzling" sound.

The ancestor of the Styx used this top-grade innate spiritual treasure to actually block the joint attack of Qiongqi, Bai Ze and others at the same time!

boom! boom! boom!

There were eight consecutive explosions, and all the palm shadows and karma fires were turned into nothing in the collision with each other.

Qiongqi and Bai Ze showed shocked expressions on their faces, while the other demon kings were terrified. When they joined forces and struck out with a clap, even a great master in the late Quasi-Sage stage would be blown to pieces!

The old man of the Styx confronted them head-on, actually blocked their attack, and even had the strength left to fight back!

Could it be that this person, like Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, has almost reached the point of beheading the three corpses?

This made all the demon kings tremble with fear, and they looked at the ancestor of the Styx with a hint of fear.

"Hahaha! If you, the demon clan, retreat, I can make the decision on behalf of the witch clan. I will not trouble you, the demon clan, in this calamity! In the next calamity, we will fight based on our own abilities!"

The old man of the Styx laughed loudly. At this moment, his blood was boiling in his heart. Even with the "Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Lotus", he could not completely dissolve the attacks of the eight demon kings.

Especially there are ruthless characters like Qiongqi among them.

Now, the ancestor of the Styx needs time to wipe out the Jiejiao. Other things are secondary. It would be best to scare away the demons.

If not for this, the ancestor of the Styx would not have risked his life to fight against the eight demon kings.

"Don't be intimidated by him! I don't believe he can fight against all of us! If Minghe really has this strength, he will be able to achieve enlightenment! Back then, when the Chaos Daoist Lord was fighting against the Buddhist saints, he had to choose to roam! Isn't the magic weapon on the Chaos Daoist Lord more powerful than the 'Twelve-Level Karma Fire Red Lotus'?"

It was Qiongqi who reacted first.

A shout immediately calmed Bai Ze, Bi Fang and the others down.

"Yes! If Minghe is really that powerful, why bother negotiating with them? Won't we defeat them in a short while? And what's the point of making a bullshit oath to fight again after a calamity?"

"Everyone attack! Kill the Styx!"

Bai Ze acted decisively and shouted loudly, and countless demons came rolling in. Countless demon mountains, demon cities, and demon kingdoms appeared in the demon clouds, above those demon holy places.

The space was layered and the worlds were one after another, all filled with demons. Then, on the central peak of the ancient demon mountain "Dongwang Mountain", a huge flag appeared!

That is the demon clan’s supreme magic weapon, the “Demon Summoning Banner”!

This thing cannot be located by any ordinary spiritual treasure.

This is the most precious treasure of the demon clan. It contains the luck of the demon clan and has been refined by Saint Nuwa for hundreds of millions of years. The power of this thing is not weaker than the treasures of proof of the truth of several other saints!

Bai Ze stood on the top of "Dongwang Mountain" and raised his hand. He waved the "Demon Summoning Banner" in the air, and crossed time and space from the ancient demon mountain "Dongwang Mountain" and appeared in front of the ancestor of the Styx.

This time, the entire demon clan was mobilized, and even the demon clan's holy land was moved here with great magic power.

I am determined to make it a matter of either you die or I die!

At this moment, the entire demon race was ready to die, and their luck was concentrated to the extreme.

The "Demon Summoning Banner" fluttered, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping everything, and launched a powerful attack at the ancestor of the Styx!

The "Demon Summoning Banner" exerted its greatest power!

It not only affected Xiniu Hezhou, but also all the ancient demon clans and the new demon clans' descendants in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanshanbuzhou, and even the Thirty-three Heavens, the Nine Netherworlds, and the Demon Realm, trembled in their hearts.

As long as they are demons and descendants of the ancient heaven, they have the memories of ancient times in their bones.

That glorious era!

Let hundreds of millions of monsters miss it.

Some disheartened peerless demons, with tears in their eyes, dreamed of the eternal past.

The Emperor of Heaven Di Jun and Emperor Tai Yi led them to conquer one race after another, occupying the entire sky and oppressing the three ancient races of divine beasts, forcing them to bow their heads and submit.

"Is this the final glory of the demon race?"

"This is about the survival of the demon race, we have to go!"

"Ugh……"

"Now that the demon-summoning banner has been waved, the decisive battle is imminent. The only outcome is death!"

"My former battle armor, my divine weapon, please fight with me again!"

……

Countless ancient beings sighed, and finally looked with a firm gaze towards Xi Niu Hezhou where the fierce battle was going on.

Among the demon race, ever since the decisive battle between the wizard and the lich, some big figures of the demon race have become disheartened and have completely secluded themselves. They do not care about worldly affairs, but just stay in their own temples, meditating on the great Dao and seeking the day of transcendence.

Now, the demon clan has reached its final moment. Failure means annihilation of the clan, and there is no hope at all.

This made those ancient beings unable to sit still any longer.

They came out of the mountains, not for Nuwa, nor for the Demon Cult, but just to highlight the existence of the demon race, to fight for luck for the remaining demons, and to leave a pure land for future generations to survive!

However, the younger generation of the demon clan are different from the old antiques.

When everyone saw the "Demon-Calling Banner" flying, they thought of the glory of their ancestors, and their expressions were excited and their fighting spirit was overwhelming.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Beijuluzhou, Xiniuhezhou, Nanshanbuzhou, East Sea, West Sea, South Sea, North Sea, Demon World East Continent, West Continent, South Continent, North Continent, Central Continent, Nine Netherworlds, Thirty-three Heavens...

From all places, streams of light flew up and headed towards the main battlefield of Xiniu Hezhou!

The monsters were like locusts, densely packed and increasing in number. Their momentum was so great that the sky and the earth changed color.

Even the saints and Hunyuan were stunned. No one had expected that the demon race, which had fallen to the point where they were slaughtered like cattle and sheep by others, could gather such power!

At this moment, even the Saint Nuwa in the "Emperor Nuwa Palace" was excited. She looked a little dazed, as if she was dreaming back to the prosperous scene of the Heavenly Palace in the past.

Half of the ancient world is under the rule of the demon clan!

Looking back on the past, Saint Nuwa regretted it. If she could have taken action earlier, even at the risk of being sealed by other saints, could she have changed the fate and let the demon clan breathe a sigh of relief?

Now, the demon clan has reached the last moment again!

"This time! No one can stop me!"

The aura of the saint Nuwa went straight into the prehistoric world from the "Wuhuang Palace", and a huge Dharma image appeared above the void of Xiniu Hezhou!

Even if she cannot take action and cannot manifest her supreme divine power, Saint Nuwa still wants to let the demon clan and all the people of the prehistoric clan know that at this moment, she stands behind the demon clan and supports them!

At the same time, the gate to the world of "Wuhuangtian" opened, and teams of demon armies were teleported from "Wuhuangtian" into the world of earthly immortals.

This is the army of demons that Nuwa has cultivated for hundreds of millions of years. This time, the entire "Emperor Nuwa Palace" is empty. No matter what race they come from, men or women, old or young, as long as they are still able to breathe among the demons, they are all sent out by Nuwa and descend to the earthly fairyland.

The army is so huge, it numbers billions!

Of course, there are not so many masters. Many of them are small monsters that have just gained wisdom and are refining their essence into energy.

However, the determination of the demon clan moved everyone.

This was a battle involving the entire clan, and almost all of the demon clan’s resources were mobilized. On the battlefield of Xiniu Hezhou, there were billions of demons!

Ninety percent of them are little demons that can’t transform!

No more seeds for the future.

Either you win the battle and defeat the enemy, or the entire clan is wiped out, and in the next calamity, or even several calamities, there will be no more demons!

"Ugh……"

Even the Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole of Zhongtian, who was sitting far away in the Heavenly Palace, sighed. Such a powerful clan had united again at the time of life and death. He was moved by their strength.

Like the Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole in Zhongtian, Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu all felt the determination of the demon clan. From top to bottom, there was a determination to fight to the death!

Such momentum made even Yuanshi Tianzun, who had always been arrogant and regarded the demons as those who laid eggs and emerged as feathers and had horns, feel admiration for the first time.

The originally complacent Cundi Buddha Mother also became obedient. Her face looked extremely ugly, as if the situation was no longer under her control.

"Ugh!"

Amitabha sighed, and the saint was helpless. The trend was irresistible, and it seemed that they were going to fail again.

The Demon Ancestor Luohou sneered continuously. Winning or losing was not important to him. If he was going to fight, he would fight hard until the world collapsed and everyone was finished!

In his heart, apart from himself, nothing else can be cared about by him!

"No! The Wu Clan cannot be defeated!"

The complete opposite of the Demon Ancestor Rāhu is the Goddess Hou Tu.

The pillar of the Wu clan is about to enter the prehistoric land as soon as she moves. In this battle, no matter what, she does not want the Wu clan to be defeated!

In the heart of Queen Hou Tu, the fate of the witch clan is more important than her life!

What does it matter if I violate Hongjun’s decree?

"boom!"

This Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, with an imposing manner like a rainbow, had just left his own Taoist temple when an invisible force emerged from the chaos and shot straight into the prehistoric world!

"Hou Tu! You are the Primordial One of the Wu Clan; I am the Saint of the Demon Clan. There must be a battle between you and me to continue the peak battle of the Wu-Demon Calamity!"

However, before Hou Tu Niangniang entered the prehistoric world, a figure appeared. It was none other than Nuwa Niangniang.

Both of them were important figures of their respective races, but due to various reasons, they did not participate in the final battle. This is a regret of their lives.

Now, as they confront each other and the two races are deciding their fate once again, the cause and effect from ancient times will be completely resolved in this battle.

“Nuwa! In that case, there is no need for us to say anything more! Let’s see which one is stronger, my witch clan or your demon clan!”

Seeing Nuwa standing in front of her, Hou Tu calmed down. With a saint blocking her way, she would not be able to take part in the ultimate battle of the earthly immortal world.

At this time, the fate of the witch clan can only be determined by themselves, and she has tried her best.

"kill!"

At this moment, Saint Nuwa was in high spirits. With a light shout, her whole body aura was strong and she was filled with murderous intent. After many years, she finally waited for the day when she would fight for the demon clan!