Chapter five hundred and twenty eight: Pangu phantom
Ancestor Qiankun chuckled lightly and said, "This is a plan, please just listen to it. In fact, it is very simple, that is to apologize and seek peace. Although the Wu Clan is besieged by all parties, no Quasi-Sage has taken action yet. I want to come to each other.
The Fang forces are also worried about the Houtu Saint and do not dare to force the Wu clan too much."
He paused and continued, "As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. Since all parties have no intention of destroying the witch clan, you don't have to go all out. As long as you return to the prehistoric world, or wait until the saint from the later land comes,
If you Wu Clan wants to make a comeback, or even take revenge a hundred times, it will not be easy."
"We, the witch clan, have always been able to die standing up, never kneel down to live. This is really the worst policy of yours."
Zhu Rong smiled disdainfully, and the other ancestral wizards nodded.
They don't even worship heaven and earth, they would rather die than surrender, so how can they bow to the human race.
Ancestor Qiankun was secretly angry and felt humiliated.
However, he was still thinking about the Witch Clan on the list, so in the end he could only hold back the anger in his heart and smile awkwardly.
Di Jiang also noticed the look on the face of Patriarch Qiankun. He hurriedly coughed and said, "In this case, let's not delay. Next, we will use the Dutian Shensha Formation to contact Houtu as soon as possible."
Zhu Jiuyin nodded and muttered: "It takes twelve people to cast the Dutian Shensha Formation. Without Hou Tu, we can choose a great witch from her branch. I think Hou Yi is good. His cultivation level is already high."
It’s barely enough to reach the peak of Da Luo Jinxian.”
"Can!"
Di Jiang nodded, and the other ancestral witches had no objections.
Soon, they recalled Hou Yi who was fighting at the front and taught him the Dutian Shensha Formation.
Half a month passed by in a hurry.
After Hou Yi was completely familiar with the formation, they were ready to launch the Dutian Shensha Formation.
In front of Pangu Hall.
Hundreds of thousands of Wu clan elites who stayed behind stood outside the square.
In the square, eleven ancestral witches and Hou Yi each occupied a position, forming a mysterious formation.
Di Jiang's eyes were solemn, and he shouted, "Dutian Divine Evil Formation, rise!"
As he finished speaking, the ancestral witches and Hou Yi used all their strength to activate the energy and blood in their bodies, like pillars of fire reaching the sky, soaring into the sky and straight into the clouds.
In an instant, all the air in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was expelled.
The twelve qi and blood were as hot as flames, burning fiercely. They intersected in the nine heavens and merged quickly, undergoing a wonderful change.
Immediately, a vast, far-reaching and terrifying aura spread instantly, overwhelming the entire world of reincarnation.
Everyone felt as if their bodies were sinking, as if a mountain of tai was pressing down on them.
There is an indescribable feeling of fear in my heart, which permeates my whole body and makes people tremble.
All over the world of reincarnation, all the quasi-sages showed horrified expressions and quickly looked in the direction of the Witch Clan.
The Temple of Humanity.
Li Yizhi had been in seclusion to heal his wounds during this period. Suddenly, he felt a palpitating feeling in his heart. He was so startled that he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.
His eyes passed through the endless space and saw a large ocean of blood rolling in the sky above Pangu Palace.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, the violently rolling ocean of blood gradually condensed together and turned into a giant man hundreds of millions of feet tall.
This big man had a resolute face, eyes like stars, and skin the color of bronze, exuding an extremely vicissitudes of life and terrifying aura.
"Pangu!"
Li Yizhi almost blurted out, feeling horrified in his heart.
"No, this is not Pangu, but the Dutian Shensha Formation!"
He quickly shook his head and saw that in front of the Pangu Palace, the Eleven Ancestral Witches and Hou Yi were stimulating their Qi and blood with all their strength, using the Dutian Shensha formation to condense the phantom of Pangu.
Although this is just a phantom, in terms of aura, it has far exceeded the quasi-sage peak.
If Hou Yi hadn't asked him to retreat, and if the twelve ancestral witches had formed a formation, the condensed Pangu shadow might have been as powerful as a saint.
Li Yizhi's eyes were filled with gleaming light as he stared intently at Pangu's shadow high in the sky.
This was an excellent opportunity for him to glimpse some of Pangu's Taoist charms from Pangu's shadow, so that he could use it to perfect Pangu's true body and the Sky-Opening Ax Technique.
It's just that he can't figure it out. Why did the Wu clan choose to display the Dutian Shensha Formation if they didn't resist the attacks from all forces? Could it be to intimidate all forces?
While Li Yizhi was thinking wildly, Pangu Xuying shouted, and his voice sounded like thunder in the minds of all living beings.
"Here comes the axe!"
Pangu Xuying made a move with his right hand, and the endless light of the sun, moon, and stars fell down, turning into a huge sky-opening ax.
This sky-opening ax is a real sky-opening ax, completely black.
There is no heaven, earth, universe, or all living things on both sides of the ax, only pure black.
This kind of black color exudes endless killing intent, as if it is extremely sharp and can break through anything.
Even the laws of heaven and earth will turn into powder under this axe.
The sky-opening ax took shape, and countless magic weapons screamed.
The Donghuang Bell in Li Yizhi's Yuan Shen vibrated violently and seemed to fly away.
He was horrified and quickly brought the Donghuang Bell into the inner world, thus cutting off the influence of Pangu's phantom and Sky-Opening Ax on it.
With the sky-opening ax in hand, Pangu Xuying's aura has risen to the extreme.
He looked up to the sky and shouted, holding the sky-opening ax and slashing it in the air.
A ray of ax light burst out and stretched for tens of billions of miles, almost splitting the world of reincarnation into two, forming a vacuum zone hundreds of thousands of miles wide.
That is a real vacuum, there is nothing, neither matter nor laws.
Rumble!
The world of reincarnation is trembling violently, and space ripples burst out from both sides of the vacuum.
Wherever it passed, countless mountain peaks were turned into powder, large areas were turned into waste, and countless living beings were affected and perished one after another.
Hiss! Hiss!
At this moment, all the quasi-sages gasped.
This Pangu phantom is really terrifying. Even if he is a quasi-sage, he will die under this axe.
"Quick, quick! Withdraw all the troops!"
"The Witch Clan is invincible, invincible!"
"The Emperor mistook me!"
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Luo Hu and others were frightened, and quickly sent a message to the battlefield ahead, asking the army to retreat.