Great Primordial: I, Primordial Bead Of Chaos, Suppress The Great Primordial!

And just when Ziyang turned his back on Witch Clan, the Great Primordial World was full of turmoil and crises.

On a certain day, the zombie clan entrenched in the Great Primordial of the North was suddenly dispatched.

Divide into four groups, and make a massive attack on the West Great Primordial, East Great Primordial, and Central Great Primordial.

Wherever the army of zombies passed by, there were corpses everywhere, countless spiritual roots, nothing was corroded, and countless creatures either became the rations of the zombies, or were forced to become stiff and became one of them.

With the invincibility of the zombie army, the team is getting bigger and bigger, and the arrogance is getting more and more arrogant, because there is a tendency to dominate the Great Primordial!

In just one Primordial Epoch, the zombie army occupied most of the Great Primordial, and most of the Great Primordial was covered by the corpse aura with strong corrosive power, covering the sky and the sun, it was terrifying!

"Damn zombie, my Dragon Clan declares war on you today!"

"General, our Qilin clan declares war on you!"

"General, my Phoenix Clan, declare war on you!"

Soon, the three inborn gods were forced to declare war on the zombies!

At this moment, somewhere in the Great Primordial, above the sky.

Luohu, Yangmei, and Hongjun are all listed.

"Hongjun, why are you free today?"

Rahu stepped on the Twelve Petal World Extinguishing Black Lotus, and four imposing swords were suspended around his body. They were innate treasures, Immortal Executing Four Swords!

Looking at the corpse aura criss-crossing the sky in front of him, the evil charm of the past is gone on his face, and there is a trace of solemnity on his face!

"You think I am willing to come, and the general minister has sent a voice transmission, and we must fight to the death with us, otherwise I will never step into your west half a step!"

Hongjun said with a blank face, his expression was silent, and his indifference was filled with disgust.

Luo Hu, in charge of the Demon Cult!

Hongjun, represents Tao!

Two people, one good and one evil, one demon together, are born rivals!

Yangmei has long been used to pinching whenever they meet.

"You two should think about how to fight against the generals. Today's battle may exceed our understanding!"

Yangmei's faint voice brought back the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, and they both set their eyes on the cloud of corpses that was getting closer.

"Haha... All old friends, are you here?"

A hearty voice suddenly came out from the cloud of corpses, causing the three of them to raise their brows, revealing expressions of surprise.

"General, please come out and see me!"

Luo Hu was the first to speak, but his face was expressionless, but he was extremely puzzled.

"Old friend? I have never met the general, how can I talk about old friends?"

"You haven't seen it, and we haven't seen it, what does he mean?"

Hongjun also showed a puzzled expression.

Only Yangmei raised his eyebrows, showing a thoughtful look!

"It's been countless years. I thought you would live in the chaos, but I didn't expect that you were all reincarnated as the Great Primordial. Could it be that you want to steal his Opening Heavens fruit?"

With this hearty, teasing voice resounding again.

The dense cloud of corpses suddenly rolled away to the two sides, and a portal flashed out.

General Chen, the ancestor of zombies, slowly walked out from the portal.

One step away, thousands of miles away, and soon came in front of the three of them.

When I saw the charming young man with blood-red lines on his face in front of him, he looked at a familiar face that could not be seen.

The three of them were stunned as if struck by lightning!

"Pangu? How could it be you?!"

After a while, Hongjun pointed at the general in shock, his old face was full of expressions of shock, bewilderment, and fear.

Just for a split second.

He has gone through countless years of mental journey.

"Pangu? You're not dead?"

"How can you not die, haven't you already transformed into everything?"

"You're not Pangu, no, that's impossible!"

Luo Hu backed away one after another, his originally calm face was replaced by endless panic at this moment!

He's afraid of Pangu!

Not only him, all Chaos Gods and Demons are not afraid of Pangu!

Pangu Opening Heavens, kill three thousand chaotic gods and demons!

Fight against the entire chaos with your own power!

The strength of Pangu has left an indelible shadow in the hearts of these chaotic gods and demons who survived by chance.

Therefore, when seeing a general at first glance, the first action is to turn around and run.

However, the moment Yangmei turned around.

But the general's voice sounded!

"Everyone, aren't you here today to fight to the death with me?"

"Today's battle is related to the future of Great Primordial. Whether the future of Great Primordial is a world of zombies or your world, one battle is enough to resolve it!"

"Beat me, and you will know who the country is!"

"Aren't you Pangu?"

Yangmei turned around slowly, with an incredible expression on her face!

In fact, he also suspected just now that the ancestor of the zombies in front of him was not Pangu, because what Pangu presented to the gods was a masculine, dignified side.

Never heard that he had a dark side.

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And Pangu turned into the ancestor of zombies, no matter how you think it is wrong, there must be some hidden secrets in it!

It's just that the fear of Pangu has the upper hand and he doesn't think about it.

At this moment, it seems that there is something tricky!

"Are you really not Pangu?"

Hongjun also wants to run away, and directly packs up and returns to chaos!

However, more than a dozen Tribulation of Reckoning calculations were directly in vain, and he was not reconciled!

So, hold back your fear and see if there is room for maneuver.

Sure enough, the person in front of him, the ancestor of zombies, has a problem!

"Don't think too much, let's shoot, defeat me, you can continue to plan the Great Primordial fruit, otherwise, become the nourishment of the Great Primordial!"

The general's expression froze, and he shouted sharply.

"This sentence is so familiar!"

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Yangmei turned around slowly, looked at the general, narrowed his eyes slightly!

"This sentence, Pangu Daoist Friend once said in Chaos, how domineering he was at the time, but now when you say it in your mouth, there is a little more femininity. It seems that you are not Pangu, but you just grew up with him It's just a bit similar!"

"You are nothing more than the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal peak, far from Pangu, so let's fight!"

"General, whether you are the ancestor of zombies or Pangu, you will not shake my determination to dominate the Great Primordial. Take your life!"

Luo Hu and Hongjun are all staring at each other!

The two of them had great ambitions, and they came here for the Great Primordial, so naturally they couldn't stop there.

Today, either the generals will die, or they will perish!

The Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal peak is still within their acceptable range, so instead of surviving in the chaos, it is better to fight!

Moreover, in this battle, three Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal late stage powerhouses will face a Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal peak.

Moreover, the three of them all have innate treasure-level treasures in their hands, so I don't believe they can't do anything but a counterfeit!

It wasn't until now that the three of them realized that this guy was a counterfeit, and he wasn't making excuses!

"Since the three of you still have the heart to fight, then come!"

As soon as the general's words fell, he shook his hand, and the innate treasure Godslayer Spear appeared in his hand!

"Godslayer Spear?!"

When they saw the Godslayer Spear in the hands of the general, the three of them immediately straightened their expressions and their thoughts froze.

The generals are more difficult to fight than they imagined!

But so what?

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired!

"Kill the soil!".