Di Jiang, Hou Tu, Qiang Liang and the other twelve ancestral witches looked at each other with tacit expressions! Then the positions of Di Jiang and others suddenly changed and they were standing in twelve corners.
"Roar!!!"
The twelve ancestral witches roared in unison, and the blood energy rolled all over their bodies. The majestic black-red evil energy surged out like a mountain torrent, forming twelve lines of wolf smoke tens of thousands of meters long. This evil energy was not an ordinary evil energy, but an innate evil energy.
The evil spirit, even if a general Daluo Jinxian is contaminated with it, will take thousands of years to eliminate, which is terrifying to the extreme.
At the same time, there are various strange phenomena inside the twelve wolf smoke, which may be a huge space crack, or an evergreen sacred tree, or an endless sea, or an eternal iceberg, or a lightning bolt...
One by one, they correspond to the innate magical powers of the twelve ancestral witches.
"boom!"
The twelve wolf smoke shook and immediately entangled together to form a symmetrical twelve-sided shape. The roar of "Rumble!" continued to be heard. Outside the formation, countless black evil spirits from heaven and earth condensed at this moment, forming a covering
Thousands of miles of floating clouds.
Suddenly, a trace of great will was summoned from the darkness, ignoring the obstruction of the formation, passing directly through the formation among the lightning and flint, and descending into the twelve-sided shape entangled by the wolf smoke.
"Roar!"
A vast, ancient aura suddenly came out from the twelve sides, and an extremely deep and majestic roar faintly came from inside. The figures of the twelve ancestral witches gradually blurred or even disappeared, and the endless black and red evil energy condensed and shaped,
A phantom of Pangu stood upright, looking up and roaring, like a god or a demon.
At the moment when Pangu's phantom was completely condensed, the phantom rose up with an eternal and shocking momentum, directly breaking through the shackles of the formation, spreading like a circle of ripples across the entire prehistoric world, causing countless people to speculate.
Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at Pangu's huge shadow with pale faces. Their hearts were filled with despair. They felt that a huge life and death crisis was coming. They never thought that the Wu clan had such a terrifying trump card. It was so terrifying.
despair.
"Roar!"
The huge Pangu shadow shot out two black lights violently from its eyes. It clenched its fist as big as a mountain tightly, causing the space to vibrate with waves of ripples. Then, the huge fist slammed into the void of the formation.
This punch is filled with endless power. It can break through all kinds of magic with one force. The huge force of trillions of tons directly shatters pieces of the void. With one punch, the fist gets bigger and bigger, carrying the will to destroy everything, smashing countless monsters.
Instantly wiped out, the entire formation was penetrated!
"boom!"
Countless monsters vomited blood and fell, and the entire formation collapsed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into little bits of silver light and dispersed.
"Roar!"
Pangu's god-like phantom appeared directly in the ancient wilderness, with his feet on the earth and stars above his head. His vast and majestic momentum shocked the entire ancient world.
"Father God Pangu?"
Sanqing, who was watching in the clouds, was shocked in his heart, and his body was trembling slightly. Looking at Pangu's shadow, his face was pale and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
The three pure beings were all transformed by Pangu Yuanshen. At this moment, Pangu's shadow reappears. Who knows if Pangu has any back-up plans and will he take back the Yuanshen and be reborn in Nirvana!
"Well, this is just a trace of Father God's remaining will! It seems that Father God has completely disappeared."
After calming down, Sanqing quickly discovered the problem. This phantom was just a trace of the will left in the ancient world after the fall of Pangu summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches with the help of blood and the power of the formation. There was no possibility of resurrection at all. The same thing happened.
He breathed a sigh of relief, after all, no one wanted to die.
The other great supernatural powers who were observing on the clouds were also stunned at this moment. They did not expect that the Wu Clan was so terrifying and could even summon the phantom of Pangu.
"Roar!"
Pangu Xuying swung his right fist, stirring up the entire void. Countless space cracks spread quickly like spider webs. "Boom!", the void shook, and his fist rolled up endless air waves mercilessly towards the emperor.
Jun and Taiyi blasted away.
"Boom!" Amidst the roar, from where the fist hit, an endless abyss of billions of feet stretched out, opening all the way to the front of Di Jun and Tai Yi!
Before their fists could even reach, the two of them were overwhelmed by the huge wave of air, making it difficult to move. Their magic power seemed to be stagnant. Even Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Clock could not be activated. They could only watch in despair as the waves became more and more powerful.
Close fist.
At this moment, the change occurred again, and a simple Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared in front of the huge fist, and the fist was destroyed in an instant.
Hongjun's figure gradually emerged in the void, with an expressionless face, and he waved his sleeves towards Pangu's shadow. Pangu's shadow showed no resistance at all, and immediately collapsed, revealing the pale face of Di Jiang, Gonggong, and Houtu.
et al.
Di Jiang and others were furious at this moment. They didn't expect that victory was just in front of them, but they were destroyed for no reason. Their eyes burst out with cold light. If they hadn't been aware of Hongjun's terror, they would have immediately stepped forward and tore him alive!
Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were still in shock, looked overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I've met the teacher!"
But all the twelve ancestral witches remained silent and did not give Hongjun any face. They stood aside coldly and watched quietly what Hongjun said!
In Hongjun's eyes, these people are all pawns and ants, so Hongjun doesn't care about their reactions and said calmly: "From now on, the demon clan controls the sky and the witch clan controls the earth. There will be no more fighting for ten thousand years!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura arose from his body, covering all the monks of the Lich and Lich tribes. The huge pressure made both Lich and Lich tribes have the illusion that they would be destroyed at any time!
Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief. If they continue to fight, the demon clan will definitely be defeated. Of course, he hopes to cease the war: "I will obey the teacher's order!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were also helpless. They had to bow their heads under the eaves. Hongjun was already a naked threat, but the Witch Clan could not object. Although the Witch Clan had another chance to be resurrected, they could not waste their lives in vain.
.As the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "My witch clan agrees!"
After receiving the answer, Hongjun ignored the two Lich clans and immediately turned his attention to the people in Blood Prison City. Two cold lights flashed in the depths of his pupils, and he showed a little struggle at the same time, as if there was some hesitation!
"No, I must test his true strength today, otherwise I will never be able to calm down or be stable!"
The unfathomable power of this deity has become Hongjun's inner demon. In fact, there is no direct conflict between the two, but Hongjun already hates this deity deeply, perhaps out of fear or jealousy...
Hongjun gritted his teeth hard, his face turned ferocious, his eyes suddenly burst with cold light, he pointed with his right hand, and a huge beam of light whizzed towards the blood-colored crystal coffin...
"Hongjun, how dare you!"
"Hongjun, stop!"
"Hongjun, you are seeking death!"
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When the Five Blood Prison Ancestors saw Hongjun suddenly attacking the blood-colored crystal coffin, they all became furious. They no longer cared about their identity and started scolding him.
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In fact, I really don’t want to write this chapter, after all, I’m afraid everyone is tired of reading it, but as a classic scene, it can’t be justified if I don’t write it, so tonight I will prepare another chapter to make up for the shortcomings, but the third chapter may be very late, if you don’t have time