Chapter 119 Panhu VS Xuantian, the Demon-Slaying God
Author: Xiao Wu Wu Zun
Chapter 119 Panhu VS Xuantian, the Demon-Slaying God
The brilliance of the twelfth-grade white lotus shattered the void.
In less than an instant, a large space was shattered.
Panhu and Ancestor Xuantian were both involved in the turbulence of the void.
Obviously, Ancestor Xuantian wants to change the battlefield.
It is also expected, after all, this place is not far from the witch tribe. If the twelve ancestral witches come, it will be detrimental to ancestor Xuantian.
As for entering the void to fight, it would be disadvantageous for the ancestral witches who did not cultivate their souls, and it would also take some time for the twelve ancestral witches to find Panhu.
In short, it is beneficial to Ancestor Xuantian.
Seeing that Panhu was also involved in the turbulent flow of the void, Xuantian felt happy in his heart.
However, Xuan Tian did not notice that Panhu's face was surprisingly calm.
In fact, Panhu can avoid being involved in the turbulence of the void.
There was almost nothingness in the void, not even aura.
It is difficult to recover mana if it is consumed in the void.
"What a twelve-grade lotus platform." Panhu's eyes fell on the white lotus at the feet of Patriarch Xuantian.
Xuantian drew his sword and charged at Panhu.
Panhu casually took out a bronze axe.
This bronze ax is not an innate spiritual treasure, but an acquired treasure.
In order to refine an acquired treasure, not only the cauldron of creation was used, but also a large amount of innate materials were used.
Moreover, this treasure has been polished by the Dutian Shensha Formation for tens of thousands of years.
Three thousand chaotic divine inscriptions flowed on the axe, transforming into thirteen innate demon gods (ancestral witches).
When Panhu is driven by the law of force, the ax changes again.
Then he saw the phantoms of the thirteen innate demon gods on the ax condensed into Pangu.
As soon as the phantom of Pangu appears on the axe, the power of the axe will be greatly increased.
Since it was Panhu's weapon, this ax was also named Panhu Ax by him.
In terms of attack power, it should be comparable to the Tai Chi Tu, which has the weakest attack among the Three Treasures of Kaitian, but it is far inferior to the Chaos Clock, let alone the Pangu Banner.
However, when he saw the power of the acquired treasure in Panhu's hand, Patriarch Xuantian's expression became much more solemn.
Although it is far inferior to the Pangu Ax of the past, it still has some shadow.
As Panhu Ax and Xuantian Sword clashed, the two powerful forces collided.
For a moment, a large area of void was annihilated.
The terrifying destructive power spread and impacted.
In terms of magic power, Xuantian is more powerful than Panhu.
But this encounter was evenly matched.
Of course, neither side used their full strength.
In the blink of an eye, they fought for dozens more times, but they couldn't tell the difference.
But there was a touch of confidence in Xuantian's eyes.
After some testing, Xuantian thought he knew Panhu's strength.
The next moment, the sword in Xuantian's hand burst out with dazzling light.
The sword energy turned into an indestructible sword that seemed capable of destroying everything.
With the emergence of sword energy, boundless innate killing surges.
To Panhu, Xuantian's strength suddenly became dozens of times stronger.
The fierce murderous intention has locked onto Panhu, making it inevitable for Panhu to avoid it.
And Panhu didn't even think about avoiding it.
Although Xuantian's sword was sharp and powerful enough to cut through Eternity, it was not enough to defeat Panhu.
Just when the sword energy was about to attack Panhu, Panhu had already struck out three axes.
One ax opened up the earth, one ax opened the sky, one ax broke through Hongmeng, and the three axes struck out almost at the same time.
The sword energy defeated the first and second ax light, but failed to defeat the third ax light.
"boom!"
The ax light, which was mostly weakened, was easily blocked by the twelfth-grade white lotus.
White Lotus's world-purifying light curtain did not even waver.
However, Xuan Tian's eyes widened at this moment.
I saw Panhu swinging his axe, and then struck out another axe.
By understanding Pangu's way of opening the sky, Panhu had already created three forms, and recently he created the fourth form.
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches don't know this fourth form yet.
"Demon-killing God!"
Thinking silently in his heart, Panhu struck out with an axe.
The first move splits the earth, the second move tears the sky, and the third move breaks through the chaos.
Now this fourth form is to kill three thousand demon gods.
As the Demon-Slaying God move is performed, its power is stronger than the previous three moves combined.
Facing Panhu's axe, Xuantian was also a little scared.
There was an obvious hint of fear in Xuantian's eyes.
Under Panhu's axe, it seems that the three thousand rules have lost their meaning.
Xuantian wanted to dodge, but couldn't.
Therefore, Xuantian had no choice but to bite the bullet and mobilize the twelfth-grade white lotus to resist.
For a moment, Xuantian outputted all his magic power.
Xuantian even bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of blood essence merged into the white lotus.
Driven by Xuantian's magic power and a drop of blood essence, Bailian burst out with incredible power.
A powerful purifying force also appeared on the White Lotus.
This lotus is called Jingshi, and as the name suggests, it can purify everything in the world.
Ancestor Xuantian has already completely refined this twelfth-grade white lotus.
At this moment, the power of the white lotus is enough to purify the entire world into nothingness in an instant.
Under the light of the white lotus, the void was annihilated piece by piece.
The light of the ax cut through a large expanse of annihilated darkness and hit the pure world light curtain.
I saw that the Pure World Light Curtain was shaking unsteadily and had a small crack.
Immediately afterwards, the big ax in Panhu's hand actually hit the Pure World Light Curtain.
The light curtain that already had a small crack was suddenly split open.
Xuantian hurriedly blocked with his sword, but he vomited blood and flew backwards.
The power of an ax is so terrifying.
"This ax already has Pangu's... charm!" Xuan Tian was horrified.
When the world-purifying light curtain of the twelfth-grade white lotus was broken, Xuantian's mind was damaged.
Catching Panhu's ax head-on, Xuan Tian withstood a terrifying killing force and was immediately seriously injured.
Looking at Panhu again, he looked a little tired.
Panhu's magic power is not as good as Xuantian's, and the consumption is even greater.
However, Xuantian was injured.
Keep fighting, the outcome is uncertain.
If they fight to the death, they might both die together.
At this moment, three ancestral witches arrived, but they were Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and Hou Tu.
The other ancestral witches will surely arrive soon.
At this time, Xuan Tian's face was extremely gloomy.
Panhu's strength alone was astonishing, but with the arrival of three more ancestral wizards, the situation turned against Xuantian.
When the other ancestral witches arrive, the situation will only become more unfavorable to Xuantian.
As a result, Xuantian lost his will to fight.
The mount was devoured by the great witch of the witch clan, which naturally made Xuantian angry, but the current situation was not good for him, and it would be unwise to continue fighting.
Weighing the pros and cons in his heart, Xuan Tian turned around and left even though he was very reluctant.
Panhu, Di Jiang and others chased for a while, but Xuantian still got away.
Walking out of the void, all the ancestral witches came over.
Not long after, the twelve ancestral witches gathered around Panhu.
When Panhu said that Jiufeng had devoured Xuantian's mount, all the ancestral witches disagreed.
"Who does Xuantian mean? What does the great witch of my clan have if he eats his mount?"
"It is his honor to have his mount eaten by the great witch of our clan."
"You dare to bring bad luck to our clan, you are simply seeking death."
"If he hadn't escaped quickly, I would have killed him with one punch."
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One ancestral witch spoke after another, each one more arrogant than the last.
Pangu's bloodline gave the ancestral witches a sense of superiority.
Of course, it doesn't mean that he doesn't take Xuantian seriously.
However, the ancestral witches did not pay enough attention to Xuantian.
At this time, the careful Hou Tu analyzed some battle traces and concluded that Panhu used an ax stronger than Po Hongmeng.
Even if Hou Tu didn't ask, Panhu planned to talk to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"What? The fourth form of witchcraft?" Di Jiang was also surprised.
The three forms of witchcraft have amazed the twelve ancestral witches.
Now, Panhu said that he had understood the fourth form of witchcraft. How could this not shock the twelve ancestral witches?
In addition to being shocked, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were also more or less skeptical.
"The Breaking Hongmeng style is already quite perfect, is there anything better?" Gonggong couldn't believe it.
"Quite perfect? Don't take it for granted. It's just a glimpse of Father God's way of creating heaven." Panhu said with a smile.
Panhu was too modest to say that he only scratched the surface of Pangu's way of creating heaven.
When Panhu taught the fourth form of witchcraft to kill the devil to the ancestral witches, all the ancestral witches were also happy.
The thirteen ancestral witches are one, so there is no need to be too external.
However, the technique of slaying the demon god is also more profound than breaking the Hongmeng, and can be said to be obscure and difficult to understand.
In addition, none of the twelve ancestral witches cultivated the soul, so it would be quite difficult to learn to become the demon-slaying god.
But with Panhu's guidance, the Twelve Ancestral Witches took many detours, and the efficiency of their cultivation was not slow.
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Somewhere in Buzhou Mountain, Xuan Tian walked out of the void in embarrassment.
In the battle with Panhu, Xuantian didn't get any advantage at all, but was in a very embarrassed state.
At this time, Xuantian's hatred towards the Wu clan was quite considerable.
In the future, he will definitely make the Wu Clan look good.
However, when he thought of Panhu's strength and Pangu's charm, Xuan Tian frowned.
Today, his magic power is still above Panhu, but it's hard to say in the future.
The Pangu bloodline also has some Pangu inheritance.
And the prehistoric heaven favored the Pangu bloodline.
Therefore, the growth of Zuwu will not be slow.
Xuantian's growth rate may not be as fast as that of Ancestral Witch.
Therefore, if time goes by, each ancestral witch may have more magic power than him.
"Hmph, the ancestral witch is difficult to deal with, so let's find a lonely great witch." Xuan Tian had a cold face and was thinking in his mind.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
Only by killing a great witch can his thoughts be clear.
Suddenly, Xuan Tian felt that the sun was a bit dazzling, so he raised his head and looked at the sun.
It wasn't his imagination, the sun suddenly became more dazzling.
"Both Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are three-legged golden crows born from the sun star. Recently, there is an ancient poisonous dragon on the sun, which is really getting more and more lively." Xuan Tian thought to himself.
Suddenly, I felt the sun was a bit dazzling.
At the same time, Xuantian instinctively felt a sense of crisis.
A vague murderous intention locked onto him.
"There is an enemy!" Xuantian was shocked.
…
Located above the thirty-third heaven, the sun, moon and stars come and go.
The sun is the lord of stars, shining for eternity and benefiting the three realms and ten directions, the four births and six realms, and all heavens.
Lu Yang watched every move of Patriarch Xuantian.
Seeing that Xuantian had a lot of hatred for the Wu clan, Lu Yang was very calm.
There are many powerful beings who hate the Witch Clan.
If a race wants to rise, it will face many challenges.
To the Wu Clan, Xuantian is nothing more than a challenge.
"However, Xuantian's situation is a bit dire. It's best not to perish. After all, it is still of some use to me." Lu Yang murmured to himself.
Xiao Xiao changed the sunlight shining on Xuantian, and also helped Xuantian a little, making him feel the crisis, but that was all. Lu Yang would not help more.
If Xuantian can survive, it will prove that he still has some value.
But if Xuantian falls, then he is dead.
Countless creatures died every day in the prehistoric times.