In the prehistoric world, the demon clan is ready to move br       //

Since the departure of the Eastern Prince, Lu Ya has indeed taken action.

The demon clan and the human clan are endless. After so many years, the hatred between the two remains.

The arrival of the Eastern Prince made Lu Ya moved. In fact, for Lu Ya, even if all the demons were dead, he had no concern for him. He only needed to restore his own realm now. He was originally a Chaos Demon God, but unfortunately he was defeated by Ling Tian and almost disappeared. He finally recovered, so he naturally wanted to restore his strength.

Compared to restoring one's own realm, even if the entire demon clan perishes, it will not make Lu Ya feel heartbroken.

Lu Yi secretly sent the demon clan to head towards the place where human race lives.

The number of human races today is not as big as that of ancient times. They only occupy the central part of the prehistoric world. Although the rest of the places have the shadow of human race, they are extremely rare. Only the central part of the prehistoric world is the place where human races gather.

The demon clan approached here, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, but it was definitely not a good thing!

Not to mention how Lu Ya arranged the demon clan, even the Dong Wanggong was laughing here.

Since the Eastern Prince returned to the Abbot Island, he was filled with joy. He knew that Lu Ya's action, and he stood behind the scenes to see how much background the human race and the demon race would attract. As long as the witch race did not take action, everything would be easy. If the witch race took action, he would stay in the East China Sea honestly and not provoke the human race.

On this day, the prince of the East walked around, as if thinking about something. Under the center not far away, he said in confusion: "The Lord of the Supreme Land has taken action to attack the demon clan. Does the Lord of the Supreme People need to do anything?"

The King of the East carried his hands on his back and looked at the sky: "Use Lu Ya to test the human race and see if the witch race will take action. However, Lu Ya alone is not enough. I still want to find some forces now!"

Speaking of this, the Eastern Prince looked towards the North Sea.

When the demon clan collapsed, many powerful cultivators lived in seclusion. Most of these cultivators gathered in the North Sea, so the Eastern Prince thought of these cultivators.

The subordinates of the center said: "These are all arrogant and arrogant, and it is difficult to invite them!"

"Lu Ya has already taken action, and I am taking action. This means that all the demon clans have taken action, and these demon clans have to take action. After all, this is a big deal for the demon clan." Prince Dong said, and then thought quietly.

Then the King of the East made a decision and chose to go to the Northland once.

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Ling Tian didn't know what happened to the Eastern Prince.

Even if Ling Tian knew it, he wouldn't care.

It can be said that Ling Tian has now cut off his obsession. The human race allows him to develop, and Ling Tian will not care about it anymore.

After all, Ling Tian is not a human race now. He will not protect this human race at all times. Then wouldn’t Ling Tian become a nanny? Even if there are still unforgettable memories in his soul, Ling Tian wouldn’t care.

Now, Ling Tian walked into the Ancestral Witch Hall and even stepped on the 11th level of the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Lingtian rarely comes here, at least rarely comes within ten thousand years.

The mysterious barrier still exists, which is the barrier to protect the twelve levels of the Ancestral Witch Palace. In the past, Ling Tian was difficult to break, and entered the twelve levels.

Now Ling Tian’s fifth level of the Yuanshen and the fourth level of the physical body are already in place. He has enough confidence to enter it, and his solemn aura slowly gathers.

Ling Tian chuckled and said, "What do you think is behind this when you reincarnate?"

The Taoist of Reincarnation appeared. The Taoist of Reincarnation, who followed Ling Tian, ​​now looked at the twelfth level with deep eyes: "Who knows, I think it's related to Pangu."

"Yes, it's immortal, Pangu will find it difficult to disappear. I really want to know what he left in the twelve level!"

Ling Tian said, then raised his right arm.

The veins on the right arm burst out like an old tree.

The aura of ferocious martial arts appeared, and the aura of tyrannical destruction was brewing.

Suddenly, the energy of creation appears, faintly intertwined and destroyed.

Ling Tian walked forward and punched out: "Thirty-three days of fortune-destruction fist!"

It was originally the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist, which was integrated into the Great Way of Destruction by Ling Tian. It turned into the coexistence of destruction and creation, and gathered to form this punch. Its power is a hundred times that of the original one.

With a punch, the thirty-third level of heaven appeared instantly, and the destruction and fortune were condensed. The two were mutually reborn and restrained, and then slowly fell to the twelve level barrier.

"boom"

The Ancestral Witch Palace shook, and the Heavenly Court shook.

The awakened ancestor witch looked at the ancestor witch palace in surprise.

Di Jiang: "What's wrong? Why do I feel a little uneasy in my heart, and my bloodline is even more vaguely afraid?"

Zhu Jiuyin: "Looking at the direction, it is the Ancestral Witch Hall. There is only the eldest brother in the Ancestral Witch Hall. What is he doing? Have you entered the twelve level of the Ancestral Witch Hall?"

Jumang: "It's possible! But what exactly is hidden in the twelve levels of the Ancestral Witch Palace?"

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The ancestor witch was talking, and Ling Tian looked solemn.

But I saw a creaking sound coming from this mysterious barrier, and fragments appeared faintly.

"Crack squeak"

It exploded instantly, and then countless pieces fell.

Ling Tian stared at it, and a familiar touch came from his bloodline: "What is this!"

Ling Tian followed the feeling and went directly to the twelfth level of the Ancestral Witch Palace!

The twelve levels are a small palace. This palace is very mysterious and even more ancient. It is surrounded by mysterious patterns, and the center is a slowly flowing blood spring. There is a slowly beating heart above the blood spring!

"hiss"

The Taoist of the Reincarnation took a breath and said, "This is Pangu's heart!"

Ling Tian's face was calm and his heart was surging!

This is a blood pool of ten feet in size. The blood water kept rolling. The water in the pool was like a spring gushing upwards. The blood in this pool was as good as the blood of the ancestor witch. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that there is a huge heart suspended above the blood pool. The heart stretched and contracted, and ancient notes appeared in the expansion. This sound was like the sound of the great way, accompanied by the beating of the heart of others, bringing an inexplicable feeling.

Ling Tian said: "Pangu's heart is indeed Pangu's heart! Although I had guesses before, I couldn't help but be surprised when I saw it!"
Chapter completed!