Hong Huang: Empress Nuwa, please don’t make up your mind

The person who spoke was Lin Lan who rushed over after seeing the Xuanmiao Tianlei!

I saw Lin Lan standing between the two large formations at this time, with the majestic Qingfeng chariot above his head, holding the majestic measuring ruler, and the majestic imprint on his forehead flashing purple mysterious light, majestic and majestic!

All the prehistoric masters were stunned when they saw this scene!
You know, the power displayed by the two large formations at this time has completely exceeded what the quasi-sage can bear!
I'm afraid it's infinitely close to a saint!
And Lin Lan actually stood between the two large formations, without being affected at all!
They had to be taken by surprise!
But all of this is still due to Hongmeng Qingfeng chariot.

Since Lin Lan was promoted to quasi-sage, Hongmeng Qingfeng chariot under his control has been able to withstand the blow of a saint!
Although it can only withstand one blow, in this case, the aftermath emanating from the two large formations can't reach the level of a saint's attack at all.

In addition, Lin Lan's physical body has been re-tempered now, and it is even stronger than the physical body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Therefore, even though he stood in the most dangerous place, he still performed with ease.

Lin Lan smiled lightly, very charming.

However, his purpose is not to suppress and kill Emperor Jun Taiyi, but to draw Hongjun out!

At this time, Hongjun had already made a move to help the two brothers. As long as Lin Lan was more aggressive, it was not impossible for Hongjun to make a move!

Because he must not allow himself to kill Emperor Jun Taiyi and change the development process of the prehistoric, so he will definitely appear in the prehistoric!
Lin Lan stroked the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler in her hand, then pointed at Emperor Jun Taiyi with her sword, and said with a smile.

"Do you really think that this is the power of the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals?"

Lin Lan just finished speaking.

A group of prehistoric powers began to discuss.

"Is there any other way, Master?"

"Now that the demon clan is in full swing, and the witch clan has lost even the twelve ancestor witches, even the uncle may not be able to save them, right?"

"That's right, after all, it was an attack that crossed the gap between quasi-sages and saints, and it's very difficult for Master Uncle to defuse it with the body of a quasi-sage!"

"What's more, the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Gods is originally the secret method of the ancestral witches, and it is not rumored. Even the twelve ancestral witches can only use this level of attack. How can the uncle be able to display a stronger attack than that?" What about power?"

"You guys forgot one thing, Master Hongmeng is now the Witch Emperor!"

As soon as these words came out, all the prehistoric powers took a deep breath.

Right!

Uncle Hongmeng is already the Witch Emperor!

Maybe he has really mastered the true strongest ultimate move of the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation?

All the great powers looked at each other in blank dismay.

For a moment, apart from the whistling sound of the two large formations, no sound could be heard in the entire prehistoric world. Everyone was afraid that one person would be accidentally contaminated with karma and fall into the prehistoric wilderness!
However, Lin Lan smiled confidently now.

Although Hong Huang's great powers guessed almost exactly, they were not all right.

It wasn't because he was the Witch Emperor that he learned the secret technique of the Great Formation of the Gods and Demons in the Twelve Capitals.

It was because he had really met Pangu God and received the green light bestowed by Pangu God, so he mastered a secret that even the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't know!

And this secret, he only knew when he went to rescue Fuxi.

Just because the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Gods stood in the prehistoric, Qingmang felt it and told him everything!
But Lin Lan also knew it in her heart.

The green light bestowed by Pan Gu is definitely more than that simple.

He felt that this green light might even be more powerful than the Chaos Supreme Treasure!
At this time, when Di Juntai saw Lin Lan's performance, the smile on his face disappeared completely!

He already knew in his heart that Kunpeng might have failed a long time ago, otherwise, if Nuwa was captured, Lin Lan would not be so indifferent no matter how indifferent he is!

However, all of this is not important anymore. After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witch's physical body has been damaged at this time, and it is impossible to manipulate the Pangu phantom to release a stronger attack!
What's more, he now has the help of Daozu Hongjun!

Although Daoist Hongjun would call Lin Lan a fellow Taoist!
But so what?

He wanted to go against the sky, how could Daozu Hongjun let him go?
How could Tiandao let him go?
Besides, today's Emperor Jun Taiyi is no longer the same as them just now!

With the help of Hongjun Daozu, they are invincible in this prehistoric world!

That Lin Lan was so arrogant, it made them very angry!
Thinking in my heart, why not take this opportunity to suppress and kill here together!

If the Witch Emperor is dead.

What is the meaning of existence of the Wu Clan!

At that time, Yaozu can truly become the protagonists in this world, and the two brothers can really become the masters of this world!
Thinking of this, the corners of Di Jun's mouth raised slightly unconsciously, and he spoke to Lin Lan.

"Uncle Hongmeng, do you really think that the emperor dare not kill you?"

"I want to save my teacher's face, and I don't want to take action against my uncle."

"But Master Uncle insulted the Emperor over and over again!"

"Do you really think that the emperor is easy to bully?"

"Okay! The uncle has lost the virtue of an elder now, and just now the emperor also read out the three deadly sins of the uncle!"

"Since this is the case, this emperor will do justice for the heavens!"

"Uncle, if you want to die, this emperor will make you happy!"

As soon as the words fell, Dijun's aura became more powerful, and even the prehistoric world felt it, and it became dark!

There is no light in the prehistoric world.

The ancient stars are crumbling!

The visions of heaven and earth are all out!

But Lin Lan didn't show a trace of fear. Instead, she stood casually between the two formations, looking down on the prehistoric world!
And he is like the protagonist of this world, as long as he stands there, everyone will be eclipsed.

Even the brilliance of the two ultimate killing arrays in the wild was taken away by him!
Lin Lan's unruffled behavior in the face of danger made all the prehistoric powers deeply moved!
I'm afraid that in this prehistoric world, there are not many people who can do what they want like Lin Lan, so carefree?

In an instant, all the great powers of the Great Desolation set their eyes on Lin Lan.

And when Emperor Juntai saw this, he became even more angry!
Di Jun suppressed his anger and roared loudly.

"Master Hongmeng!"

"Don't you think that the blow that the emperor just cast is already the strongest blow of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation?"

"you are wrong!"

"The emperor just didn't use [-]% of his power!"

"I thought my uncle wouldn't come here. Since my uncle is going to die, I will let you experience it at this time. What is Zhou Tian Xingdou Grand Formation?"

"Infinite Starlight!"

Immediately after Dijun waved his arm, Yiwandao Xinghe attacked Lin Lan.

All the prehistoric powers were dumbfounded!

They thought that the strike just now could counterattack the Twelve Ancestral Witches and cause them serious injuries, because Emperor Jun Taiyi exerted his full strength!
But when the news came out, they were completely shocked!
With [-]% strength, the Twelve Ancestral Witches can be shocked and injured, and the formation of the Twelve Capitals is about to collapse!
If he used ten percent of his full strength, wouldn't this great desolation be destroyed by him?
Now, everyone is focusing on the main battlefield, wanting to see how Lin Lan should deal with this dead situation!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches frowned even more, and anxiously wanted to move the formation to block Lin Lan, but found that they couldn't move at all!
suddenly!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches noticed something was wrong!
Could it be that what he said is the most powerful way to perform a large formation is to sacrifice oneself to achieve a large formation?

It's just that before they had time to react, they saw that Lin Lan had merged into the formation of the gods of the Twelve Capitals, without even half of his figure!

Is he going to sacrifice himself and sacrifice himself to the Great Formation?

Houtu became anxious instantly, but the twelve ancestor witches couldn't do anything.

At this time, Houtu tried his best, pulled out a little bit of strength desperately, and roared in Lin Lan's direction.

"The Witch Emperor!"

"No!"