The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 121 The Lich Showdown
Facing Di Jun's murderous gaze, Duobao, feeling a little uneasy, could not help but smile and said, "How about I give up the bodies of your sons and return them to you?"

At this moment, as waves of powerful and fierce aura approached, Dijiang and the other twelve ancestor witches finally arrived.

"Di Jun, what are you crazy about?" Zhu Rong asked first.

"Haha." Di Jun turned to look at Di Jiang, Zhu Rong and others and suddenly laughed.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Rong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then muttered: "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Well, you guys take your time chatting, I'm leaving first!" Duobao said and disappeared.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was somewhat speechless, glanced at Di Jun, whose smile froze in mid-air, shook his head slightly, and turned away.

High in the sky, Di Jun's eyes were filled with murderous intent. His tone was cold and low, as if it contained a determination to destroy the world:

"Di Jiang, it's time to end! Let's use this final battle to decide who will be the master of the prehistoric world! I'll be waiting for you in Heaven!"

After saying this, Di Jun turned around and took Xihe and his two remaining sons back to heaven.

Di Jiang, his eyes narrowed slightly, said silently with murderous intent: "Get ready for a decisive battle with the demon clan!"

Above the Nine Heavens, Emperor Jun, who had not yet returned to Heaven, saw Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng coming towards him.

"Brother, why are there only Xiaoliu and Xiaoshi? Where are my other eight nephews?" Donghuang Taiyi asked first.

Xihe, who was standing by, couldn't help crying when she heard this. The Sixth Prince and the Tenth Prince in her arms also had red eyes.

Everything they experienced today was too much of a shock for them. Growth always comes at a price.

"They died. They were plotted against and died at the hands of the witch clan. However, the chief witch of the witch clan who killed them also died at my hands," said Di Jun.

Donghuang Taiyi glared at him and asked angrily, "Who is it? Who plotted to harm them?"

"It's meaningless to say this now," Di Jun shook his head slightly.
"I know that all this is just to provoke the final battle between the witch and the lich. Well, I will do as they wish! Second brother, demon master, prepare for the final battle with the witch clan!"

"This time, either they die or we die," Di Jun said calmly and in a low voice. The coldness and murderous intent in his eyes made Kunpeng unable to help but stare at him.

"Alright! Then let's fight the Wu Clan to the death! After we defeat the Wu Clan, we can slowly settle the grudges for my nephews."

Donghuang Taiyi gritted his teeth and said with murderous intent, "I've been waiting for this battle for a long time!"

Soon, above the nine heavens, the armies of the Lich and Warlock tribes spread out like a sea of ​​people, drawing the power of heaven and earth to form a surging energy tide that covered the sky.

The entire prehistoric world darkened, and the murderous aura rising into the sky made all the prehistoric creatures panic and irritated. Even many cultivators and masters felt that they could no longer control their emotions and wanted to vent their anger.
"Heaven has sent murderous intent, this is the real murderous intent sent by Heaven! The Lich-War Catastrophe, the final decisive battle is finally about to break out! I didn't expect that the murderous intent of the two tribes of Lich and Warlock would actually affect the will of Heaven." Above the Jiuding Tiecha Mountain, Shi Mo, who was standing side by side with Zhen Yuanzi, couldn't help but frown and said seriously.

Zhen Yuanzi, standing by, also looked serious. "Is this catastrophe really so terrifying? Why do I even feel a hint of unease?"

"That means something big is about to happen. The final battle between the Lich and the Warlock is probably not just the final outbreak of the catastrophe. If things go wrong, this battle will destroy the world," Shi Mo said meaningfully.

Destroying the heavens and the earth? Zhen Yuanzi's face changed slightly upon hearing this. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly looked up at the sky, as if sensing something. He saw a sky full of stars, like a meteor shower, passing through layers of energy clouds.
For a moment, the dim sky was covered with mottled starlight, reflecting the armies of the two tribes of witches and liches.

"The Great Zhoutian Star Array." Shi Mo, with his lightning-fast eyes, saw at a glance the 365 Zhoutian Star Array flags rising above the demon army. Beside each star-studded flag was a demon god with a powerful aura that was almost as strong as a quasi-saint and had reached the level of a Golden Immortal.

At the same time, in the demon army shrouded in starlight, there are more miniature star formation flags fluttering in the wind, drawing the power of the surrounding stars to bless the huge demon army formations.

Similarly, above the witch army, which was filled with murderous aura, were the twelve witch ancestors who had transformed into the bodies of ten thousand feet tall witches. They also held the twelve flags of the God of Heaven formation, attracting the murderous aura of the entire prehistoric world, and quickly condensed into a terrifying energy demon god as if to devour everything.
In the witch army below, many powerful witches also held the pitch-black Yin Sha Soul-Devouring Banner and set up the Yin Sha Soul-Devouring Formation that the witch ancestors had devised based on the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

The Yinsha Soul-Devouring Banner was originally devised for the purpose of collecting blood, evil and resentment when the Wu Clan slaughtered the creatures and demons in the ancient world to nourish and refine the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation Flags.

Later, it gradually evolved into the Yin Sha Soul-Devouring Formation, which was similar to the Wu clan army formation, with different sizes and powers arranged according to the number of Yin Sha Soul-Devouring Banners.

As the large and small Yin Sha Soul Devouring formations were formed in the Wu Clan's army, blood shot up into the sky and cold winds blew. The heads of evil ghosts and demons appeared on the Yin Sha Soul Devouring banners, and they let out captivating roars and screams.

Compared to the demon clan that draws on the power of the stars, the witch clan now seems more like the villain.

Roar. Roar. On the flags of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the twelve energy demon gods who raised their heads and roared were also inducing and devouring the Yin Sha blood energy condensed in the Yin Sha Soul-Devouring Formation of the witch army below, converging and enhancing the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Soon, the two armies collided like a bloody river filled with evil spirits and a sea of ​​starlight, exploding into a sky full of blood flowers.
When the war broke out, all the saints quietly came to the ninth heaven to watch the battle.

Although they had long guessed that this battle would be earth-shattering, the strength unleashed by the two races of Lich and Warlock, especially the might of the Zhoutian Star Array and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array, still made several saints feel moved and surprised.

This was a true decisive battle, and also the ultimate life-and-death battle between the two races of Lich and Warlock. Both sides had no intention of testing each other, but instead revealed their strongest cards and methods right from the start.

As the might of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation completely erupted, it instantly devoured and refined the blood and spiritual power of a large number of powerful warriors from the two tribes of witches and liches who died in the first wave of fighting, causing their souls to fly away and turn into ashes. At the same time, the twelve ancestor witches also merged into the body of the demon god condensed by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Boom. Boom. Suddenly, the aura of the energy demons became more and more violent and terrifying, and then they seemed to merge with each other, turning into the figure of a muscular and burly man.

In his hand, there was a terrifying and sharp energy axe that quickly solidified.
"Is this Pangu?" Feeling the familiar aura from the burly man, the faces of the Three Pure Ones changed.

Shi Mo, Nuwa, Jie Yin and Zhen Yuanzi on the side couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, because they all felt the aura and power of a saint from Pangu, who seemed to be condensed by energy.

(End of this chapter)