Only Panzu and Wanwuyi, who was possessed by the transcendent strong will, knew about his twelve innate gods and demons. Apart from them, no one in the prehistoric world had ever seen them.
I recall that in order to create the twelve innate gods and demons, he sneaked into the Pangu Temple and stole the true blood of the twelve ancestral witches, and then created these gods and demons based on the true blood of the twelve ancestral witches.
Only the innate gods and demons who were created based on the true blood of the twelve ancestral witches can set up the twelve capital gods and evil formations. This formation is unique to the descendants of Pangu's bloodline.
The majestic Pangu true form dragged Chi'ao, plowing a deep ravine in the earth along the way, and countless mountains and rivers were broken. No matter how hard Chi'ao struggled, he could not get rid of the suppression of Pangu's true form, and could only try in vain. Twisting, leaving the earth, mountains and rivers in a mess.
"Zhang Qian, son, get out of here quickly. You are so brave. You dare to let people invade the territory of our Wu clan and wipe out tens of billions of Wu clan's sons. Get out and die!"
The roar of Pangu's true form resounded throughout the nine heavens, and the sound waves rolled toward the northern wilderness. The sound waves alone destroyed tens of thousands of miles of dense forests in the northern wilderness.
Boom, boom, boom!
After a while, Pangu's true form dragged Chi Ao to the foot of Taiwu Mountain. Taiwu Mountain, which is like a pillar of heaven, is not as high as Pangu's true form, only reaching the waist of Pangu's true form.
Even Pangu's true form, if he wanted to, could pull out Mount Taiwu and use it as a stick with just a stretch of his hand!
"As descendants of Pangu's bloodline, the Erwu clan did not want to benefit the ancient world, but joined forces with Luo Hu to bring disaster to all kinds of people. Pangu's face has been completely lost by you!"
Zhang Qian's mighty Taoist voice came from the depths of the wilderness in the north, and the anger of the twelve ancestral witches rose.
"What are you waiting for? Rush in and destroy that guy's lair to see if he still dares to talk like that!"
Gonggong shouted angrily.
"Something's wrong!"
Hou Tu exclaimed in surprise, and the other ancestral witches immediately sensed the sound of extremely heavy footsteps coming from the depths of the wilderness in the north.
As footsteps approached, a towering figure walked out from the depths of the wilderness.
This figure is no different from Pangu's true form, or even exactly the same. The only difference is that this figure appears more solid, and the Kaitian God Ax in his hand has no illusions at all, exuding bursts of suppressing fluctuations in time and space.
"How can it be!"
The twelve ancestral witches exclaimed in unison, showing disbelief.
The majestic figure that came out from the depths of the wild wilderness in the north was also the true form of Pangu, exactly the same as the true form of Pangu that they had condensed using the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation.
Waves of coercion of Pangu's will swept out, competing with the true form of Pangu condensed by the twelve ancestral witches.
Not only the twelve ancestral witches were stunned, but also the entire prehistoric era. At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, two majestic Pangu statues were facing each other. It was unreal no matter how you looked at it.
Hongjun, who was deep in the heaven, was naturally paying attention to Zhang Qian's every move. Ever since Zhang Qian teamed up with Taoist Yuqing and Fengzu to pray for the way of heaven, he had been paying attention to the movements in Tangting Mountain.
The three armies of ferocious beasts came out in unison, which did not surprise Hongjun. However, at this moment when the two true forms of Pangu were confronting each other, his expression changed drastically.
"How did he do it?"
Hongjun was puzzled and couldn't figure out how Zhang Qian managed to create the twelve-capital gods' evil formation and also condensed Pangu's true form. The most important thing was that the condensed Pangu's true form was actually better than the Pangu's true form of the twelve ancestral witches. Even more solid.
"Zhang Qian, what did you do!"
The ancestral witch Houtu asked in shock and anger.
Zhang Qian's distraction was attached to Pangu's true form, and he said: "How does this Pangu's true form look like? Can it still be seen by you?"
This teasing tone made the Twelve Ancestral Witches furious, and uncontrollable murderous intent brewed in Hou Tu's heart.
Zhang Qian was actually able to display the Twelve Heavenly Divine Evil Formation and condense the true form of Pangu, which shows that the secrets of the Wu Clan are mastered by Zhang Qian. If this person does not die, the Wu Clan will be in disaster!
"die!"
With a roar, the Twelve Ancestral Witch waved the Chiao in his hand and struck hard at the true form of Pangu dominated by Zhang Qian.
Chi'ao is like a billion-mile-long whip, shaking the void out of cracks.
Buzz!
Naturally, Zhang Qian would not show weakness. With a thought, Pangu's true form grasped the Kaitian God Ax tightly, and the Kaitian God Ax that was integrated into the Chaos Bell, the treasure of creation, burst out with terrifying suppressive power. Time and space were stagnated, and Chi's body was twisted. Ao Ye was stagnant, and even the true form of Pangu condensed by the twelve ancestral witches was stagnant for a moment.
One moment is enough.
The sharp ax light struck and chopped off the big hand holding Chiao's tail on the spot.
Boom...!
It wasn't until Chiao fell to the ground that the stagnant time and space was broken free by Pangu's true form controlled by the witch clan.
"you wanna die!"
The roar sounded, and the big hand that had been cut off to cover the sky instantly evolved. The same two hands clenched the God's Axe, and struck at the true form of Pangu dominated by Zhang Qian.
The bright ax light spread across the sky, splitting a large dark crack in the wilderness.
"coming!"
Zhang Qian's heart moved, and he took control of the majestic Pangu true form and jumped thousands of miles away, landing in Buzhou Mountain!
The bright ax light turned and followed closely.
In an instant, it crashed into Buzhou Mountain.
Buzz!
The true form of Pangu, dominated by Zhang Qian, once again activated the power of the Chaos Bell with the God-Opening Ax in his hand, freezing time and space.
The light of the splitting ax was frozen for a moment.
Between the lightning and flint, the true form of Pangu dominated by Zhang Qian flashed, narrowly avoiding the light of the sky-opening axe.
Boom!
The light of the ax broke through the stagnant time and space, struck hard into Buzhou Mountain, and once again carved out an endless grand canyon.
The rich Pangu legacy rises from the canyon and fills the void.
"No, he did it on purpose!"
Hou Tu immediately understood Zhang Qian's plan.
"This guy wants to lead us to attack Buzhou Mountain, how hateful!"
Gonggong also understood.
Boom, boom, boom!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches suppressed their hatred and withdrew from the Buzhou Mountain Realm.
"Forget it, now is not the time to let Buzhou Mountain collapse!"
Zhang Gan thought for a while and took the initiative to withdraw from Buzhou Mountain. He had already planned it. Buzhou Mountain would be broken sooner or later, but when it would be broken was the key.
Now is not the time to let Buzhou Mountain fall into pieces.
"Houtu, your witch clan can condense Pangu's true form, and I can do the same. If you and I work hard, we will only gain the advantage of Hongjun and Luohu. You'd better think clearly!"
"Zhang Qian, you stole the great secret of our Wu Clan. Sooner or later we will settle this matter with you. After the calamity is over, only one of you and the Wu Clan can exist!"
Hou Tu's tone was cold, and the horrifying murderous intent filled the air through Pangu's true form.
"Houtu! Is this the end of it?"
Zuwu Gonggong was furious.
"Otherwise, so what? If we continue to fight, maybe even the holy mountain transformed by Father God will collapse!"
As soon as these words came out, Gonggong stopped talking and could only curse Zhang Qian through gritted teeth.
Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches driving Pangu's true form and leaving bitterly, Zhang Qian nodded slightly.
Huang Ni said with a frustrated look on his face: "Your Majesty, this attack on the Witch Clan, I didn't expect that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would have such a big reaction, do you want to continue?"
Zhang Gan dispersed Pangu's true form and said in a solemn voice: "I asked you to attack the Wu Clan, which is just a statement. Now that the Wu Clan understands that I also have Pangu's true form in my hands, naturally I will not attack the northern wilderness again and ask for it. It's hard to eat. Presumably no one from the entire prehistoric era will come to the northern wilderness to seek death. In this way, the northern wilderness will become the only pure land and the only peaceful place during this calamity.
If you let someone tell you, I will open the gate of the world in Tangting Mountain. Immortals and gods who want to leave the ancient world can go to the Zhongji world through the world gate! Become a member of the Zhongji world!"