Prehistoric: His understanding defies heaven and creates the great mythical method

Chapter 83: The sky tilts to the northwest, and the earth sinks to the southeast.

In the wild world, on the lich battlefield.

At this time, the lich war has stopped. The death of the nine ancestral witches of the witch clan, the death of Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Xihe and others of the demon clan has left the lich army that was fighting fiercely behind. They all paused.

At this time, the Lich army was facing each other. The ten demon gods of the Demon Clan glanced at the great witches and the Lich Clan army solemnly.

The great witches of the Witch Clan led the army of the Witch Clan and slowly retreated towards the rear, confronting the Demon Clan army below.

At this time, the lich army all retreated. The demon clan retreated to the side of Kunpeng and Bai Ze, while the witch clan retreated to the side of Gonggong Ancestral Witch, Chiyou Ancestral Witch, and Xuanming Ancestral Witch. Guard them, protect them.

Gonggong was knocked away before, but now he has returned and returned to the battlefield.

At this time, Gonggong returned to the battlefield, looking at the mess on the battlefield and the corpses of Wu clan soldiers everywhere. At this time, he looked around, but he felt very sad in his heart.

Just because he had been looking for so long and didn't find any of his brothers and sisters, at this moment, he felt sad.

At this time, he turned around and looked at the remaining Wu Clan army. There were originally hundreds of billions of troops and hundreds of billions of tribesmen, but now there were less than ten million left. At this moment, he was very sad.

It should be noted that during this expedition, they went out in full force, and basically not many people were left in the clan, but a big battle left only this few of his clansmen dead and injured.

At this time, Gonggong really had a sense of sadness, and blood was constantly dripping in his heart.

Gonggong raised his eyes and looked forward, looking at the countless mountains of corpses and the countless lakes, with a look of despair in his eyes.

Gonggong looked at the blood-red lake, looking at the countless red colors shining under the light, but he didn't know how much Wu clan blood was in it.

Looking at the corpse mountain, looking at the corpses of the Wu clan soldiers, looking at the corpses of those tribesmen, it seemed to bring back memories of the past.

The more Gonggong looked at it, the sadder he became. At this time, he only felt infinite loneliness.

In the beginning, the twelve ancestral witches were born together and transformed together, but now he is the only one left.

Gonggong looked blankly at the ancient world. At this time, he was the only one left among the twelve ancestral witches. How could he miss the ancient world?

Now that his brothers and sisters have fallen into the arms of God Father Pangu, he will also return to the arms of Father God and follow his brothers and sisters.

Gonggong turned around and looked at the Wu Clan army, looking at Hou Yi and Xing Tian in front of the army, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"Xing Tian, ​​Hou Yi, from now on the Wu Clan will be controlled by the two of you. Lead the Wu Clan on a good path and don't let the Wu Clan come to an end."

"Remember, we, the Witch Clan, have never been afraid of fighting in the sky or on the battlefield, and we don't need to be afraid of any other race."

After Gonggong finished speaking, he turned around and flew towards Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain.

This move made Xing Tian and Hou Yi a little confused, but they didn't react. They didn't know what Gonggong Zuwu was planning to do.

Gonggong flew towards Mount Buzhou at such a speed that he reached Mount Buzhou in the blink of an eye.

Xing Tian and Hou Yi already understood at this time. They looked at Gong Gong's actions and were about to speak when they saw Gong Gong's ancestral wizard crashing into Buzhou Mountain.

"Ancestral Witch Gonggong, Chiyou Ancestral Witch and Xuanming Ancestral Witch are still there!"

Xing Tian yelled, but he was very anxious at this time, but it was already too late.

At this time, only a loud noise was heard, and then Buzhou Mountain began to collapse.

Buzhou Mountain is the pillar supporting the sky in the ancient world, and it is the backbone of Pangu.

Buzhou Mountain itself has supreme suppressive power, connecting the ancient sky and the ancient earth.

Buzhou Mountain has never been erected in the prehistoric world since the creation of the prehistoric world, and has never suffered any damage.

But at this time, under the impact of Gonggong Zuwu, it collapsed directly. At this moment, all the great supernatural beings were very puzzled. They didn’t understand why this was happening.

They are very clear about the power of Buzhou Mountain. It is the transformation of Pangu's backbone. They all know how strong it is. But at this time, under the impact of Gonggong Ancestral Witch, they were directly hit by it. It was destroyed, it was destroyed so easily, and it collapsed so easily, which surprised them very much.

Perhaps, there are many factors involved, but everyone is still very puzzled.

Chen Qing knew all this, but he watched it all indifferently.

At this time, he turned into a spectator, watching all this quietly and not trying to stop anything.

At this time, Mount Buzhou collapsed, and the ancient world lost the pillar that supported the sky. From this moment on, the ancient world will no longer have this sacred mountain.

At this time, the prehistoric world lost the support of Buzhou Mountain, but it immediately changed.

The prehistoric sky seemed to have lost its support, as if it had lost a balance point, and began to tilt towards the Western Emperor.

Without the suppression of Buzhou Mountain, the earth began to collapse toward the southeast.

At this moment, the sky tilted to the northwest and the earth sank to the southeast, and huge changes began to occur.

In the prehistoric sky, there was a rain of blood, and the sky began to rain blood, and the prehistoric sky began to mourn.

Above the sky, where Buzhou Mountain originally supported the sky, there was a terrifyingly large hole. There, where Buzhou Mountain originally supported the sky, appeared.

At this time, as the Buzhou Mountain collapsed, a large hole appeared. At this time, the water of the Tianhe River poured down, and continued to fall towards the ancient land.

Strange phenomena and changes occurred in the ancient world, and at this time, four huge roars were heard.

A dragon roar, a tiger roar, a wind roar, and a beast roar.

Following these four roars, four huge beast shadows appeared. They were the four holy beasts that suppressed the four extremes of the ancient world.

At this time, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu appeared one after another.

They are the holy beasts that suppress the four extremes of heaven and earth. When there is a change in heaven and earth, they appear immediately.

As soon as the four holy beasts appeared, they began to suppress the four poles of the ancient world with all their strength, preventing the sky from sinking any further.

However, no matter how powerful the four holy beasts are, they are no match for the ancient world.

At this time, the four of them exerted all their strength, but they were unable to stop the sky from sinking.

The prehistoric sky was still sinking at this time. Although the speed had slowed down a bit, it was still falling.

At this moment, the Six Saints who were originally watching the battle could no longer watch calmly. At this moment, they appeared directly in this world.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Cult Leader, Nuwa Saint, Jieyin Saint, Zhunti Saint, six saints from the prehistoric era appeared on the battlefield at the same time.

After they appeared, they directly communicated with the way of heaven, separated the six directions, exerted their whole body's power, displayed their Dharma, secretly united the heaven and earth with their own power, and began to support the ancient sky.

At this moment, the great magical powers who were watching the battle could no longer remain calm.

At this moment, everyone no longer hesitated, and began to use their magic power to transform the Dharma with all their strength, and began to support the ancient sky.

With everyone's full efforts to stop it, the fall of the prehistoric sky was finally stopped.

At this time, Chen Qing was watching all this indifferently, looking at the people holding the sky, with a look of thinking in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)