Prehistoric: God-level Development

Chapter 110 Pointing to the Heavens, Lich War!

"Senior nephew, do you know what the Tao is, what is the Great Dao?"

"Dao, Dao?" Tongtian repeated, but he didn't know why, he had the word Dao in his heart, but when he mentioned Dao, he was a little confused, what was so special about this Dao?

"However, everything in the world is inseparable from a word, but the Tao has no size, but it is different. "

"Nowadays, the vast sentient beings can't cultivate the way of heaven, the way of heaven is ruthless, the way of heaven is just, and even saints under the way of heaven are treated equally. "

"The same is true of the Great Dao, but even the Heavenly Dao is just floating in the eyes of the Great Dao, and the sea is a bunch of ......."

Jun Tian told the story, talking about the difference between the avenue and the way of heaven, and also opened a new door to Tongtian.

Before Hongjun became holy, the world did not know what the Tao was!

After Hongjun became holy, the world did not know what the avenue was!

The avenue is ethereal, and those who have no atmosphere are unpredictable.

Under the guidance of Hongjun, everyone in the world cultivates the laws of the Heavenly Dao, so this path is a small path, follow the content of Hongjun's sermon, and the final achievement will inevitably be the Heavenly Dao Sage.

The Sanqing Nuwa and the two sages of the West are all saints who have achieved success on such a path.

Tongtian's cultivation before his sanctification was only to cut off one corpse, not two corpses.

Therefore, his understanding of the Tao is actually much worse than that of Juntian, especially when it comes to the Dao, which is completely a blind spot in the knowledge of Tongtian.

Therefore, when Jun Tian was telling the story, Tongtian's eyes gradually burst into fine light, and the aura on his body also soared sharply at this time, as if he was in a posture of epiphany.

Jun Tian preached, and his momentum would not be inferior to that of a saint.

The creatures on the island were originally sorry because the saint stopped preaching, but at this time, they were deeply attracted by the content of Juntian's sermon again.

The sermon preached by Jun Tian is more profound and more inscrutable, but if you listen to it, you will have a feeling of sudden enlightenment, and the effect is even better than that of the sermons of the saints who have reached heaven.

The two boys around Tongtian originally despised Juntian, but at this moment, they were also shocked by the profundity and subtlety of the Tao in Juntian's mouth, especially when they saw the Tongtian saints shaking their heads and looking excited, the shock in the hearts of the two boys was really indescribable.

This sermon lasted for 500 years, and after 500 years, the momentum of the saint of heaven penetrated through the heavens, and he took another step in the realm of the saint.

"Good, good!"

The Tongtian Sage bowed his hand to Jun Tian and said, "Thank you Uncle Jun Tian for your teaching!"

"Master and nephew don't have to be like this!" Jun Tian's face was indifferent.

He was originally trying to prove the existence of the Dao, so it was only natural that he was not inferior to Tongtian in his understanding of the Dao.

"Tongtian has been bothering for a long time, and after some guidance from my uncle, I have a new understanding, so I will leave first, and if I have the opportunity in the future, Tongtian will definitely visit again!"

Compared with the first time he came to the Three Immortals Island, Tongtian's attitude became more and more respectful.

Juntian's unfathomable heritage makes Tongtian extremely admired even if he has become a saint.

It was only at this time that he realized that while the rest of the Flood Desolation Powers were making rapid progress, Jun Tian had not pulled down in the slightest, and had even reached an astonishing height.

"I don't know how much Uncle Juntian's combat power is greater than that of his saint?" Tongtian's heart unconsciously flashed with such thoughts.

If the other saints knew about Tongtian's thoughts, I am afraid that one or two would have to think that Tongtian was crazy.

There are all ants under the saints, this is not just talking, after all, after becoming a saint, you can use the way of heaven and have infinite magical powers.

And under the saint is just an individual, how can he be compared with the saint?

This is almost a recognized thing, but Tongtian's heart can't help but compare Juntian with a saint.

It's just that there is no conclusion on this matter before it is verified, so Tongtian is not thinking about it.

"In that case, then take care!" Jun Tian bowed his hand to see off Tongtian.

And after Tongtian left, Juntian also went back to retreat, and there seemed to be a lot of movement in the flood wilderness.

However, it was said that Di Jun and Tai Yi had long been eyeing the Wu Clan, so they broke through again in their respective cultivations, and when they came to the second corpse of the Quasi-Saint, they led the hundreds of millions of troops of the Demon Clan to rush down from the heavens and kill towards the desolate land occupied by the Wu Clan.

Although it happened suddenly, the people of the Wu clan are not stupid.

The contradiction between the demon clan and the Wu clan is constantly intensifying, and the people of the Wu clan are also wary.

Therefore, when the mighty Putian almost obscured the demon clouds of heaven and earth directly towards them, the Wu clan was also ready.

"Hahaha, the people of the Wu Clan, that demon clan has come to attack our tribe!"

From a tribe, a man with a red body and a snake in his hands walked out laughing, who would it be if it wasn't the ancestor of fire, Wu Zhurong?

And after that, among their respective tribes, the remaining eleven ancestral witches also came out one after another, and each of them was surrounded by evil energy, and their strong bodies were like golden stones.

These eleven ancestral witches, each of them had different expressions, some sneered, some were angry, and some couldn't ask for a big war.

But no matter who it is, in the face of this mighty demon cloud, they don't have any idea of retreating.

The Wu clan is like this, in terms of toughness and toughness, they are more than the demon clan, I don't know how many times.

"The people of the Wu Clan, since the Demon Clan is here, what should we do?"

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

A deafening cry came from the mouths of hundreds of millions of Wu Clan creatures, and the cry seemed to be able to pierce the clouds, causing the weak demon clan to die with all their hearts and souls.

"Where is the ancestral witch? come out and talk!"

Looking at the black pressure below, the warriors of the Wu Clan, who had already been waiting for a long time, walked out of the demon clouds with two emperors.

Isn't it the two brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi, who will be? It is the elder brother Di Jun who speaks.

As soon as the words fell, a wide road parted in the array team of the Wu Clan, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches all walked out in a big way.

"Emperor Jun, we still think that you still need some wisdom, and it is wise to hide in the heavenly court and tremble and not come out of the world. "

"But I never thought that today I would dare to lead troops to our witch clan, and I really don't know whether to live or die, and come to seek death?"

Di Jiang stood in front of the formation and laughed loudly, the voice was stirring, extremely shocking, and the sarcasm in his tone fell into the ears of many demon soldiers.

What Di Jiang said was naturally that Di Jun and Tai Yi were beaten by Jun Tian for hundreds of thousands of years and did not dare to leave the demon clan, but Kong Xuan mentioned this matter after he came back, but the current Di Jun and Tai Yi did not seem to understand the deep meaning of Di Jiang's words, and only thought that Di Jiang was provoking the two brothers.

"Di Jiang, you are so rampant, today I will let you see the power of our demon clan!" Donghuang Taiyi on the side naturally couldn't see his brother being insulted, and after striding forward, he glared angrily at Di Jiang.

After some remarks, he waved his big hand behind him, and then said: "The heavenly soldiers obey the order, kill the Wu clan, and leave no one behind!"

The strength of the Eastern Emperor is superior to that of his brother Di Jun, and in the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, he is the actual manager of the Demon Clan's soldiers and horses.

Therefore, after the Eastern Emperor Taiyi gave an order, the rolling demon clouds also surged, and the next moment, countless demon soldiers roared and rushed towards the Wu tribe.

Because the Wu clan often hunts the demon clan as blood food, the demon clan's hatred for the Wu clan is also self-evident, and every demon soldier who rushes down is also menacing.

But the people of the Wu clan were naturally not the ones who flinched from the battle, and they all rushed towards the army of the demon clan with a roar.

The moment the two armies met, I saw that the demonic magic weapon flew into the sky, the swords, guns, swords and halberds were overwhelming, and the bloody breath instantly filled the entire heaven and earth, and boundless karma swept in.

And under the instruction of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Emperor Jun, Fu Xi and the demon master Kunpeng, who were holding Fu Xiqin, also joined the battlefield for the first time.

The four powerhouses of the demon clan faced the twelve ancestral witches, and the rest of the demon clan's great sages faced the great witches of the witch clan.