The moment the demon god's phantom appeared, the powerful men in heaven who were laughing wildly were suddenly frightened.

"This is...Pangu!"

"How can it be?"

Someone exclaimed, and the tone of their voice changed.

Di Jun was stunned and looked at it in disbelief.

He could feel that his body seemed to be locked.

The fighting spirit in the hearts of the powerful men in heaven instantly dissipated, and their bodies began to tremble.

The magnificent momentum of the Zhoutian Star Array dissipated a large part in an instant the moment Pangu's shadow appeared.

Di Jun's face was extremely sad. The formation he had carefully studied for tens of thousands of years turned into a living joke in front of the Wu Clan's Dutian Shensha Formation.

Not only the powerful men in heaven, but also the four saints froze on the spot, looking at the phantom in disbelief.

Originally, they looked down upon the Wu Clan, a race that did not cultivate the soul.

If you don’t cultivate your soul, you are destined to fail to become a saint.

But today, the Wu clan gave them a loud slap.

too strong!

So scary!

Thinking of such a powerful Wu Clan, which they looked down upon in the past, cold sweats formed on their backs.

Zhou Yi looked around, holding the Pangu summoning scroll in his hand.

Once Hongjun appeared, he stepped forward.

Although the Wu Clan is powerful, it is still too weak to rely on Pangu Phantom to fight against Hongjun.

"Everyone, don't panic, everyone should perform their duties. As long as the Zhoutian Star Formation is still there, we will not die!"

Di Jun was calm on the surface, but actually he was terrified inside. The formation must not be broken. Once it was completely broken, they would all die here.

After hearing this, the great people in the Heavenly Court immediately returned to their original positions. At this time, the disadvantages of the Zhoutian Star Formation appeared.

There is no doubt that Heavenly Court is powerful, otherwise it would not be able to arrange so many strong men together.

The Zhoutian Star Formation can definitely threaten the life of a saint.

Unfortunately, he met the Witch Clan.

The terrifying Zhoutian Star Formation requires too many strong men.

There are hundreds of Da Luo and tens of thousands of Golden Immortals, but having too many people is sometimes not a good thing.

For example, at this time, there were tens of thousands of golden immortals, but not even three thousand could react.

When Di Jun saw this scene, his face turned pale with anger.

"Hahaha, kill!"

Zhu Rong's voice came out, and Pangu's shadow killed the powerful men in heaven unscrupulously. With one palm strike, thousands of golden immortals died.

"Don't panic, everyone. This formation will definitely cause great damage to them. As long as we can get through it, we will definitely win."

Emperor Jun's eyes were about to burst. Those powerful men who died were all golden immortals.

It is not easy for them to cultivate such strong men in heaven.

With this palm strike, so many people died.

Di Jun's heart was bleeding!

"Ask for the blessings of the saints!"

Seeing the power of this palm, the powerful men in heaven immediately turned their attention to the four saints.

In their eyes, the only one who can save them at this moment is a saint.

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi were arrogant, so they immediately set their sights on the two Western saints.

Western education is poor and in urgent need of talents. This is their greatest hope.

"Sage Zhunti, Saint Yingyin, as long as you two save us, we are willing to join the Western religion!"

Hearing the voices of so many powerful people, Zhunti and Jieyin were really moved.

If so many powerful people join the Western Religion at the same time, then why should they worry that the Western Religion will not flourish?

But as soon as they saw Pangu's shadow, the two of them immediately withered.

That phantom was too powerful.

They are not opponents yet!

Zhunti and Jieyin had a feeling that Pangu's shadow could really kill them.

"Zundi the saint, and welcome the saint?"

After seeing them calling, Zhunti and Jingyin were indifferent, and the demons and immortals were dumbfounded.

"The order we received is to stop Patriarch Bodhi. We will not participate in other matters!"

Zhunti clasped his hands together and said indifferently.

"Everything is based on the teacher's orders!"

Jie Yin nodded.

Although I and Yuan Shi didn't speak, they surrounded Zhou Yi again and looked like they wanted to listen to the teacher.

Di Jun almost spat out a mouthful of blood. You gathered around and started beating him!

Stand there and just watch?

"kill!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches laughed loudly, and under their joint drive, Pangu Xuying slammed his palm in the direction of the heaven.

When Di Jun saw this scene, his heart suddenly became cold.

This time, he's dead!

He had only heard before that the witch clan seemed to have a formation that could summon the phantom of the great god Pangu.

But in his opinion, it was remarkable that the phantom could retain one billionth of the strength of the Great God Pangu.

But now it seems that this phantom is extremely terrifying.

"It's over!"

If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have been so stubborn with the Wu clan.

But now it's too late.

"Heaven is over!"

Can anyone in this world resist such a powerful Pangu shadow?

The Four Saints looked at the phantom, and their bodies trembled slightly.

The Pangu summoning scroll in Zhou Yi's hand was crushed.

His eyes looked in the direction of Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun, aren’t you coming yet?

The next moment, endless spiritual energy gathered towards him.

"this……"

The four saints who were looking at the phantom noticed this momentum and were stunned.

This is……

"Buzz!"
Chapter completed!