Vol 3 Chapter 4391: Genocide!

Chapter 4391 Annihilation!
The so-called battle of the Lich will probably evolve into a battle of desire, and Hou Yi can already imagine what will happen next.
After the Twelve Ancestral Witch knew the special abilities of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, he would definitely unite and fight with all his strength against the Monster Race to the Zhou Tianxing Star Fighting Array.
Whether it is the twelve ancestor witch of the Witch tribe or the Eastern Emperor Jun who claims to be the emperor of heaven, in order to achieve the position of true god, he will do whatever it takes, even if he takes the birth and death of the immortal world and the survival of all creatures as a bet.
Hou Yi sighed secretly, knowing so long ago, why should he tell the secret of Zhou Tian's star battle.
It's better to run away with Saint Xiyue, avoid these disputes, wait until the power of the Witch Race and the Monster Race are both defeated, and then think about how to dismantle the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array.
Just when Hou Yi regretted it, he got news from the Yaozu.
Di Jun actually executed Saint Xiyue!
After hearing the news, Hou Yi was hit by five thunders, completely losing his mind, and infiltrated the Yaozu territory alone to check the news.
After much inquiries, it was learned that although Saint Xiyue was executed, the spirit was sealed by Dijun in the Great Sun Shrine.
As long as the soul is immortal, there will eventually be a chance to rescue Saint Xiyue.
After returning to the Golden Witch Clan Temple, Hou Yi began a long retreat on the grounds of studying mystery.
It wasn't until the final decisive battle of the Lich War that Hou Yi left the customs and begged the ancestor to receive the true blood of the ancestor witch.
The ancestor determined that Hou Yi could play a key role in the Lich War, so he bestowed the true blood of the ancestor witch on Hou Yi and elected Hou Yi as the head of the great witch.
At that time, Hou Yi's combat power had almost reached the level of the Twelve Ancestral Witch, and the Twelve Ancestral Witch naturally had no opinion, and he also bestowed him the "Sun Shooting Divine Bow", a treasure of the Witch Clan.
In the final battle with the monster clan, Hou Yi took advantage of the battle between the Twelve Ancestral Witch and the Eastern Emperor Jun, and sneaked into the Great Sun Shrine, stole the soul of the Holy Lady Xiyue, and received the true blood of the Ancestral Witch with the ancestor witch. Remodeled the body of Saint Xiyue and made her body immortal forever.
People are not as good as the sky. After Hou Yi sent away the unawakened sage Xiyue, the twelve ancestor witches and the Eastern Emperor Jun died together, and the Zhou Tianxing Dou formation was eventually destroyed.
Ten starry sky dome lights descended from the sky, powerful enough to destroy the entire fairy world.
In order to save the immortal world, Hou Yi shot down nine domes of light.
The last beam of light was blocked by the witch goddess Nuwa, and the many great witches and demon emperors led by Xing Tian.
The remaining majesty of the dome light still divided the world into ten, but the immortal world was barely supported, and it was not completely destroyed by the dome light.
And Hou Yi, who exhausted all his vitality and divine power, completely fell to his death.
Xing Tian looked at his brother's corpse, feeling a sense of relief in his heart.
This Chosen Son who shouldn't live in the world finally died!
Xing Tian smiled, and the long-term unwillingness and jealousy seemed to have been vented.
Living is victory!
Hou Yi died and survived, proving that he had surpassed Hou Yi and replaced him as a unique genius in the world!
After Xing Tian's laughter was suppressed, an indescribable sense of emptiness was born in his heart.
Even if Hou Yi died, he would not be able to reach the same realm as Hou Yi. Xing Tian understood very well that it was an area that he might not be able to touch in his lifetime.
Fortunately, now the Twelve Ancestor Witches are dead, the Eastern Emperor Jun is dead, and Hou Yi is also dead. Except for the witch goddess Nuwa who can barely fight him, there is no other Dao Ancestor Tianzun who can match him.
But I have endless time to exercise myself, and one day I can truly surpass Hou Yi.
However, the good times did not last long.
After the starry sky light eroded the immortal world, countless turbulent time and space energy remained.
Countless space-time energies escaping from the immortal realm are integrated into the body of all creatures like a pervasive breeze, which can cause all creatures to accelerate their aging.
Even if it is as strong as Dao Ancestor Tianzun, it cannot be immune to this kind of time and space energy that is similar to a curse.
Unless it can completely absorb or dissolve the space-time energy that has invaded the body, the aging of the body and soul cannot be reversed.
But thinking of doing this, the only way to comprehend the law of time and space is extremely clever.
Since the death of the Eastern Emperor Jun and the 12th Ancestor Witch, there has been no monk in the immortal world that can reach this level, and all creatures can only cause a large area of ​​withering death.
The stronger the creature, the greater the backlash from time and space.
Only a few years later, all the great witches except Nuwa were old and sat down.
The surviving Demon Race Demon Emperor was not spared either, and soon died one after another.
A large number of Wu people are dying of old age, and according to this trend, they will be extinct within a hundred years.
In order to find the rescue method, Nuwa left the Witch Clan and disappeared.
Xing Tian supported him for several years because of his young age.
A few years later, his physical body also began to age obviously.
Seeing that he was getting old day by day, Xing Tian was extremely unwilling, and he tried various methods.
It is a pity that no matter how hard he tries, how to hide in various spaces, how to study the laws of time and space, he still cannot alleviate his own aging.
One day, a demon ancestor from the Demon Territory found Xing Tian, ​​claiming that he had a way to prevent Xing Tian's aging, but he wanted to give Xing Tian half of his soul, under his control, and for his encouragement.
At this price, Xing Tian can gain unlimited life and gain eternal power.
Xing Tian is not interested in the so-called eternal power, he just wants to reach the state of Hou Yi anyway and completely replace his brother. This is also an obsession that tortured him all his life.
To achieve this goal, he did not hesitate to sacrifice everything.
In the end, Xing Tian gave up the struggle and sold his soul to the demon ancestor from the demon realm, allowing him to inject an extremely powerful demon core into his body.
To activate this magic core, you need to absorb the souls of countless creatures. Weixing.
Su Shanyue, the first thing the other party asked Xing Tian to do was to sacrifice the entire Wu tribe, and while activating the magic core, it could also strengthen itself.
At that time, except for Xingtian, the only big maidenwa had already left, and no one could stop Xingtian.
Xing Tian, ​​who was full of blood and a sense of justice in the past, has now turned into a bloodthirsty demon. He sacrificed the entire witch race and committed the crime of extermination!
From that moment on, his thoughts had been distorted, completely reduced to a running dog of the Demon Realm.
Since then, endless years have passed, and the numb Xing Tian has almost forgotten everything about himself as a great witch.
He forgot the appearance of the twelve ancestor witches and the face of his father Yi Tianxing. The only thing he had was the appearance of Hou Yi, which was clearly printed in his mind from beginning to end, lingering like a curse.
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Today, the soul of Xingtian inherited by Xi Feng is the same.
This is why he would be so excited and angry when he saw Shen Lang transforming into an armored youth who looked like Hou Yi.
In a trance, Shen Lang was like a wisp of breeze passing over Xi Feng's body.
At the moment Shen Lang shot, the space seemed to stagnate, Xi Feng hadn't even had time to raise the giant axe to parry, his huge and weird body was easily cut off by the peach wood sword in Shen Lang's hand!
"what!!!"
There was a heart-piercing scream from Xi Feng's mouth, and the half of his body below the waist flew out directly, blood splattering like a fountain, it was terrible.