The huge finger was retracted, and the twelve ancestor witches lay on the ground and dying.

“What’s the situation?”

All the powerful people were stunned.

Lian Hongjun's face was also stagnant, not caring about Daluo Daoguo, who had been defeated, and looked out of the sky.

A Kunpeng covering the sky and the sun was parading in different dimensions, and the Hongming flew over.

The huge body cannot see at a glance, even if it is the entire world of prehistoric world, because its body exists in the infinite dimension in the form of folding. The force generated by the birth and destruction of the infinite world holds it, turns into nutrients and burns to promote its soar. In the end, the bodies in countless dimensions are completely unfolded to be the complete Kunpeng.

What a huge thing this is.

Hongjun and the people who had met Kunpeng at the beginning had their eyes dull. Kunpeng's size was so large that it was hard to imagine how the ancient times had nurtured such a creature.

Could it be that the owner of that huge finger is Kunpeng?

Suddenly, everyone's pupils shrank.

Suddenly, he noticed a moon-white figure standing above Kunpeng's head.

This person, Hongjun, is so familiar with him.

The one who guided him to ask for the Yujing Mountain was the Taoist Yuebai Xuanshang.

Hongjun once suspected that this person was the incarnation of Pangu and came to give advice. Until later he was promoted to Daluo, he completely saw the full picture of Pangu's opening in the depths of the spiritual sea. He was shocked to realize that this person was definitely not Pangu's incarnation, but should be a person from a longer time ago before Pangu.

What kind of era was that?

Hongjun couldn't imagine it.

With the knowledge of Sanqing and others, it is even more incredible. Didn’t the prehistoric world respect Hongjun and Kunpeng? When did this unknown person come out again and suppress the incarnation of Pangu that exploded in full swing? Such strength is probably the same as that of Emperor Pan in this world.

Everyone looked at the figure above Kunpeng's head with dull eyes and slowly landed on the ground.

"You... are doing a good job?"

Li Chongxiao had a smile on his face, but this smile made everyone feel cold behind him and his hair stood up all over his body.

He walked out in one step.

The world seemed to be stretched infinitely, but the distance between the Twelve Ancestor Witches and Hongjun and others was contracted infinitely.

“Very good.”

"I haven't reacted here yet. You're almost blowing up the prehistoric world. There are some tricks..."

He walked out again.

Everyone felt that the whole world was shaking, as if the entire prehistoric world could not bear his weight.

Di Jiang looked pale, stood up straight, leaning on the ground, and blood was like a pillar on his body, "Who are you?" He looked at Li Chongxiao with a horror.

Hongjun couldn't even catch their full force, but they were easily crushed by the man in front of them.

Extremely terrifying.

"Me?" Li Chongxiao's smile gradually faded.

"Do you remember who threw spiritual objects into Pangu's blood pool?"

Li Chongxiao gently raised his palm.

Di Jiang's expression changed again and again. His eyes looked at Li Chongxiao with deep surprise and doubt, and he said uncertainly: "You, are you that senior?" He never expected that the ancient existence that took action was such an ancient existence. What period was it? It was the period when all things were still in fertile in the prehistoric world.

It can be said that there is no life between heaven and earth except for the innate creatures that are being nurtured.

"Ha." Li Chongxiao whispered: "I can't be your word "Senior."

With a slight stroke of his hand, the Twelve Ancestor Witches suddenly became uncontrolled and suspended in the space. Then they were violently smashed into the wall of Zhoushan by an irresistible force, neither deep nor shallow, just enough to wrap the body of the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

Sanqing and others lowered their heads and dared not go to see Li Chongxiao. For some reason, it was a kind of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Hongjun, who has become the ancestor of immortal Tao, also felt a strange feeling in his heart. When he was born, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but now he still felt cumbersome and very embarrassed.

"Former...sen." Hongjun smiled awkwardly.

The eyes of all the powerful men who had never seen Hongjun's demeanor were almost glaring.

“I can’t afford it.”

Li Chongxiao had no expression on his face, and then he had another palm. Hongjun was violently smashed into the wall of Zhoushan like the twelve ancestor witches, standing side by side with the twelve ancestor witches.

Everyone was shocked and dared not speak, afraid that they would be the next unlucky guy who was smashed into Buzhou Mountain.

Li Chongxiao's eyes were locked on Tai Yi.

Tai Yi's scalp was numb and he said with a thorny forehead: "I dare to ask who is the senior?"

As the Emperor of the Eastern Emperor and an emperor of the generation, I really don’t want to be as shameless as the twelve ancestor witches. It would be better to die on the battlefield happily.

"Before you ask me who I am, you should think about how your imperial seal came about?"

Taiyi's pupils suddenly shrank, "You are..." Before he could finish his words, he was directly smashed into the mountain wall next to Hongjun and could not move.

"You second generation, I have given you so many good things. I don't know how to make good use of them. I will know how to cause trouble all day long. If I don't teach you some lessons today, I don't know how much trouble I will cause in the future."

Li Chongxiao's face turned cold.

He promoted the evolution of the six-dimensional prehistoric world on it.

This was almost blown up the prehistoric world.

Although the six-dimensional world is indestructible and no matter how these people fight, they will not collapse, but they cannot withstand the mass extinction of creatures. At that time, they will have to go through countless years of evolution. The efforts of these years will be wasted, which will make Li Chongxiao not angry.

"Go up and reflect on me!"

The Three Qingshu, the Red Clouds of the Styx, Zhenyuanzi Zhunti, etc., none of these people escaped. They were smashed one by one on the wall of Zhoushan, and even Nuwa, a woman-like person, did not let go. A series of powerful people formed a beautiful scenery on one side of Zhoushan.

The creatures of the three tribes were frightened, their faces were frightened, and they felt sad.

Li Chongxiao looked at them and said lightly: "Don't worry, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson."

Hearing this sentence, all the creatures of the three tribes flew away as if they were fleeing.

The powerful man on the mountain wall was pale and was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything. This person was too terrifying.

The Twelve Ancestor Witch and Taiyi looked angry. Although they had indeed received favor from Li Chongxiao, they could not accept Li Chongxiao's insults.

Especially Di Jiang and Taiyi, their eyes were red and they looked at Li Chongxiao: "Although you are a senior, you can kill a soldier but not be humiliated."

"I have the will to let me go and fight."

Li Chongxiao sneered and glanced lightly. The following words made them silent: "What are you?"

"I am born with chaos, and I am the leader of chaos.

Chaos has no great way, and the way is open to me.

When Pangu was ignorant, he worshiped my servant.

Every spring, one autumn, one chaos, one corrupt, and I will be eternal."

"Pangu is still guided by me. Fang Wendao, what are you counting as to, and you want to have a fight with me?"

Everyone's eyes were so shocked that they were endless, and the world was silent.

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