The Young Master of the Prehistoric Jiejiao

There are many disciples of Jiejiao. Li Yunjing can only rely on his face among the three sects to keep these people around him. No matter how many there are, even if the two masters, Taishang Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun, give them face, he can lead the way and guide them. Mentioning two Western saints will not allow him to retain the vitality of Jiejiao.

It is precisely because of this that Li Yunjing seldom makes friends with fellow disciples who have no future, and even less cultivates them, because these people are either on the list of gods, or they have entered the West and become outsiders.

Investing in them is a pure waste of time and resources.

Li Yunjing has had too much contact with saints. He has followed Sanqing saints at close range, and watched Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jieyin. He is not ignorant of the power of saints, so naturally he will not block the car with his arms and overestimate his own capabilities. .

Seeing that the calamity was approaching, Li Yunjing warned those around him not to leave the island, and Li Yunjing once again retreated to meditate on the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Back in heaven, Di Jun, Xihe and others were still in despair and heartbroken!

Fortunately, Lu Ya still had a child, otherwise the Golden Crow clan would have been wiped out by the Wu clan. As the top innate demon god, it was not easy for Di Jun to have a child.

Over the years, the two of them have worked hard, but the merits of establishing a heavenly marriage are not inexhaustible. Heaven will not favor the Golden Crow clan, so it is naturally impossible to allow the Golden Crow clan to grow.

"Alas! Xihe, this time I plan to send Xiao Shi to the 'Wa Palace'. The Lich War is coming, and we will not be able to control our own destiny in the future. If we encounter the sage's plot again, Xiao Shi's life will not be saved!"

After a long time, Di Jun looked at Lu Ya who was still looking frightened, then turned to Xi He and said these words.

"That's good! With the protection of Empress Nuwa, Xiao Shi will be fine no matter what the outcome of the Lich War is." Xihe, who was still immersed in pain, heard Di Jun's words, his eyes lit up, and he immediately agreed.

"Xiao Shi, when you go to the Wa Palace, you must listen to the words of Empress Nuwa. You must not be willful, disobey the saint, or make the saint unhappy."

Feeling that the future was bleak, Xihe held Lu Ya tightly in his arms and warned carefully that maybe if we say goodbye today, the future will be better.

"Well, father and mother, I will definitely listen to Empress Nuwa."

After experiencing painful lessons, Lu Ya has matured a lot. He naturally knows that his parents have arranged a safe escape route for him, but will he be able to see his parents again in the future?

Seeing Xi He constantly exhorting Xiao Shi, Di Jun showed bitterness. Perhaps he, as a father, was the only one who could help Xiao Shi. Li Yunjing's intervention made the Wu Clan and Monster Clan feel the power of the saint and broke the All fantasy.

Perhaps, Heaven will not tolerate the power of the Witch Clan and Monster Clan forever.

After the First World War, he, the Emperor of Heaven, Xihe, and his second brother Taiyi might not be able to survive.

Three days later, Di Jun led Lu Ya through thirty-three days, entered the chaos, and arrived at the "Wa Palace".

"Emperor Heaven, don't worry about this matter. If Lu can't get out of the 'Wa Palace', disaster will never happen to you!"

Seeing that Di Jun brought Lu Ya, Nuwa naturally knew his purpose. There were Laozi and Yuan Yuan blocking the door, leaving her, a saint of the demon clan, helpless. As a saint of heaven, she naturally knew that the end of the lich had become a foregone conclusion. .

Now that Di Jun is going to be an orphan, she, a saint of the demon clan, naturally wants to keep the only bloodline of the demon emperor.

"Thank you saint for your mercy!"

Di Jun took a deep look at Lu Ya again and said, "Xiao Shi, listen to the words of Empress Nuwa and live well."

Finally, without waiting for Lu Ya to say anything, Di Jun's eyes turned red, his figure swayed, and he left the "Wa Palace", saying goodbye forever.

"Alas! Even a saint can't stop the momentum!"

Seeing Di Jun leave, Nuwa sighed and ordered Jin Ning to lead Lu Ya down. The demon clan could not be saved, but her brother Fuxi still had to save him.

With her reputation as a saint, Sanqing must have given her some face to save Fuxi's life.

The great catastrophe was approaching, and the atmosphere in the prehistoric world was becoming more and more tense. The twelve ancestral witches discussed it, and each transferred some clansmen from their clans and sent them to the Jiuyou Underworld, leaving a way out for the witch clan.

Of course, these people who were sent away were all weak clansmen, and the main force was still there. We must go all out in the decisive battle with the demon clan to defend the dignity of the witch clan and completely defeat the feud.

Under this situation, Li Yunjing traveled back and forth to "Wuyi Mountain" several times. This cave was bound to be born during the Lich War. In order to protect his old nest and prevent others from robbing it, he has blatantly moved it over the years. Come over.

Even near "Wuyi Mountain", a human tribe has formed. Li Yunjing often manifests immortal magic, teaches human beings how to practice, and protects their safety.

The Immortal Killing Sword Formation hangs high in the entire "Wuyi Mountain" Cave Heaven Paradise, and wisps of terrifying aura spread for millions of miles. Even the demon army stationed here, after receiving orders from above, withdrew for thirty-three days.

In the last Yuan Hui, in addition to returning to Jin'ao Island to listen to sermons, Li Yunjing also went to "Kunlun Mountain" and "Shouyang Mountain" to deliver spiritual fruits and spiritual tea to the two leaders, visit the two saints, and Xuandu and Yunzhong Zi, Nanji Xianweng and other Taoist friends from the two religions reminisced about old times. Nowadays, the three religions are one family, and they are quite harmonious.

Li Yunjing still had an excellent reputation among the Chan Jiao and the Ren Jiao, and the Twelve Golden Immortals did not dare to say the comment about Jie Jiao that Yuanshi Tianzun often talked about.

Fast forward one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. After many years of practice, Li Yunjing's magic power reached the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Stage. On this day, the entire prehistoric world shook violently.

Li Yunjing sighed, and his whole body of magic power boiled. He first used the Zhuxian Sword Formation to immobilize "Wuyi Mountain" within a million miles radius, and then used the "Water Mirror Technique" to manifest the scene near Buzhou Mountain again.

As the closest place between heaven and earth, this is naturally the best place for the decisive battle between the two clans of lich and demons. Over the years, many of the great magical practitioners who have practiced in "Buzhou Mountain" have already moved and fled, except for some little people who don't know whether to live or die. , no master dares to stay in this land of right and wrong.

At dawn, countless shaman armies have gathered outside the Ancestral Witch Palace, and the aura of killing pervades the sky and the earth.

In the huge square in front of the main hall, a hundred-foot high platform stands tall. Twelve huge furnaces are placed at the four corners of the platform, and the furnaces spurt out blazing fire.

There is an altar in the middle of the high platform with a giant statue of Pangu placed on it.

Twelve ancestral witches sat on the high platform, looking at the nearly 100 million witch warriors below the square, and their hearts were filled with excitement.

The square was filled with shamans, and the vast sea of ​​people, centered on the Ancestral Witch Hall, spread hundreds of miles away.

Under the high platform, the people in front are all great witches, all of them are powerful, and they are all the top beings among the Daluo Golden Immortals. They chase the stars and the moon, holding the sun and moon in their hands, and their magic power is boundless.