Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 62 Emperor Xi Fuxi!

After his nine sons were killed, Di Jun had already lost some of his mind. When he heard the name Di Jiang, he subconsciously believed that it was Di Jiang's doing.

"Di Jiang, if you want a big battle, you can just issue a declaration of war. Instead, you framed the younger generation. How dare you call yourself a person with great supernatural powers? I will kill you!" Di Jun said gritting his teeth.

Di Jun brought Ying Zhao back to the demon court. When everyone heard this, their anger boiled over again.

Especially Empress Xihe, her eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she wished to massacre all the witches!

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes flickered, and he was afraid that something was fishy.

Killing the nine little golden crows would not bring any benefits to either tribe, neither the demon tribe nor the witch tribe.

As long as the witch clan is not crazy, they will not do such a thing. Designing a trap to trap the ten little golden crows will not have any benefit other than completely angering the demon clan, and will not damage the demon clan's strength in the slightest.

Even if the Wu Clan wanted to start an outright war, there was no need to go to the trouble of framing these ten little golden crows. Besides, those brainless guys in the Wu Clan generally would not do such a thing.

However, Donghuang Taiyi just had some thoughts in his mind and did not say anything.

Regardless of the truth, the hatred has already been formed. There is no point in saying these things. If we don’t destroy the Witch Clan, how can the two of us brothers survive in the prehistoric world!

Suddenly, a mysterious light flashed in the sky, and the mighty Fuxi appeared in the Demon Court. Looking at the solemn atmosphere of the crowd and the nine golden crow corpses in the hall, Fuxi fell silent instantly.

"Condolences!"

Di Jun nodded slightly and didn't say much.

"Earlier, Nuwa called me to the Nuwa Palace to listen to the teachings. But when the war started, I hurried over but couldn't make it in time. I was unable to join the battle. I'm really sorry!"

Fuxi's face turned bitter and he said it a little embarrassedly.

The demon clan has one emperor and three emperors, Demon Emperor Di Jun, Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi, Demon Emperor Xi Fuxi, and Demon Emperor Nuwa!

When the Demon Court was established in the beginning, the two brothers Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi invited Fuxi and his sister to join the Demon Court. In fact, the two had always been members of the demon clan, but Nuwa was indifferent by nature and didn't care much about the affairs of the demon clan. This was the case before she became a saint. After becoming a saint, she had been living in Nuwa Heaven and never asked about the affairs of the demon clan.

Donghuang Taiyi's expression changed slightly, fearing that Nuwa had noticed something was wrong and called Fuxi back to Nuwa Heaven in advance.

He is indeed a saint, with great powers.

Although he had some thoughts in his heart, Donghuang Taiyi waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. The Wu Clan's shameless sneak attack came suddenly. It's normal that we didn't have time to react."

"Today, my demon clan's Emperor Xi is not here, so the Wu clan has taken advantage of the situation. When there is a big battle someday, with Fellow Daoist Fuxi joining us, we will definitely destroy the Wu clan in one fell swoop!"

Fuxi instantly understood what Donghuang Taiyi meant, and immediately nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will do my best in the next battle!"

As one of the three emperors of the demon clan, Fuxi felt a little embarrassed that he had not participated in the war between the demon clan and himself.

"it is good!"

Donghuang Taiyi nodded with satisfaction.

Afterwards, all the demon tribe members returned to the palace and began to recover from their injuries. After a fierce battle, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were seriously injured, and the demon tribe was not much better off.

The Demon Emperor and the Demon King were both injured, and their two top-grade innate spiritual treasures were almost scrapped and needed to be properly recuperated.

After a fierce battle between the two tribes, the top leaders immediately retreated to recuperate and recover their strength.

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Zhonghuang Mountain!
Jiang Haofeng watched the entire battle, and the Book of All Things in his mind was stimulated to the extreme, recording the magical powers and spiritual charm of the two races of wizards and liches.

The harvest of this day is greater than that of so many previous meetings!
Jiang Haofeng let out a long breath and looked at the void with emotion. The two races were much stronger than the human race. Compared with the two races, the human race was like an ant.

The human race has only eight Daluo Golden Immortals at most, which is not even a fraction of the total number among the two races.

However, it is also true that in the ancient world at this time, the sky and earth were filled with innate spiritual energy, which made it much easier to practice than in later generations. There was an essential difference between innate spiritual energy and acquired spiritual energy.

At this time in the prehistoric world, if you have a little experience, you can basically become an immortal by practicing casually. If that doesn't work, try your luck outside, find a fruit tree and eat some fruit, and you will most likely become an immortal.

Moreover, in this ancient world at that time, there were no natural disasters, no calamities or troubles; it was a golden age for spiritual practice.

The two races of wizards and liches have inherited countless times, and have accumulated countless masters.

"So strong!"

"Haofeng, now I finally understand what you said. Compared with the two races of liches, our human race is really too weak." Zhu Xiang on the side said with shock on his face.

The scene of the sky collapsing and the earth breaking, as if the world was shattered, deeply shocked Zhu Xiang and the surrounding human beings.

In fact, not only the human race, but all creatures in the prehistoric world were shocked by the strength of the two races of wizards and liches.

Jiang Haofeng smiled bitterly and said, "Not to mention you, even I, who came from the future, was shocked."

Of the four great killing formations in the ancient times, three of them appeared in one battle, namely the Twelve Heavenly Evil Gods Formation, the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, and the Hunyuan Heluo Formation. Only the last one, the Zhuxian Sword Formation, is missing. The four great killing formations in the ancient times are complete. How can they not be powerful?

"Our human race is still weak and has only been around for a short time. How can we compare with the witches and liches?"

The era that belongs to us has not yet come into being, Jiang Haofeng added secretly in his heart.

After saying that, Jiang Haofeng looked outside with some worry, wondering what the situation of the human race was like.

The two tribes fought, the wilderness shook, mountains and rivers shifted, and the earth cracked. This scene was much more serious than any earthquake. It was of no use to creatures above the immortal level, but for those below the immortal level, it would be a catastrophe.

There are quite a few people in the human race who are below the immortal level. I wonder how many will be killed or injured this time?

I hope there will be fewer of them. The human race is still too weak. At present, the human race cannot even participate in the war between the Lich and the Wizard. Even the aftermath of the war between the two races can cause casualties to the human race.

Jiang Haofeng withdrew his gaze, turned around and returned to his wooden house. He was powerless to do anything about the situation. All he could do now was to improve his own strength and that of the human race as much as possible.

Jiang Haofeng returned to the cabin, and with a thought, the Book of All Things in his mind suddenly emitted a mysterious light.

This time, the harvest should be considerable!

The Book of All Things slowly unfolded, with ten suns suspended above it, surrounded by red sun fire, and a layer of golden flame on the outermost layer.

They are none other than the ten princes of the demon clan.

A mysterious light flashed, and three pieces of information appeared in Jiang Haofeng's mind.

Mystical power—the art of turning the golden crow into a rainbow (beginner’s guide)!
Supernatural power - True Fire of the Sun (Introduction)!
Supernatural power - Fire self-defense technique (perfect)!

Jiang Haofeng was delighted. From now on, the two signature skills of the Golden Crow clan are mine.

Fire protection technique?
I think it should be the self-protection method of the ten little golden crows. It should be the fire planted by Emperor Jun, which allowed the ten little golden crows in the Golden Immortal realm to roast to death Kuafu, who was at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm and was about to break through to the Quasi-Saint. This magical power is quite powerful.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious light flashed above the Book of All Things, and a new scene appeared on it!

I have to work overtime in the evening, so I will write these first. I will write the rest after I finish my work in the early morning. You can read it tomorrow. If it is really not enough, I will leave it as an overdue update and make up for it later. Thank you all for your support!
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