Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

Although the Wu clan does not have a primordial spirit.

But all creatures have hearts.

Deceive the mind and keep secrets hidden. This is the transforming power of Zhunti Jieyin.

As for Amitabha, it is the name of Zhunti Taoist in Western religion.

Zhunti Buddha's mother is very merciful, receiving and guiding the dead to save the living.

In Western religion, Zhunti claims to be the mother of Buddha.

"Brother, this witch clan really has a destiny with the West."

"Yes Yes."

There was joy in Zhunti's eyes.

There are many people in this witch clan, if all of them are transferred to the west, there is hope for the revival of the west.

"Thanks to Dijun Taiyi who led all the ancestral witches to the Nether Blood Sea, and the Pangu Palace was also taken away by Dijiang, so we have the opportunity to save the witch clan."

Zhunti looked at the tens of millions of witches who had been converted, and said slowly.

Their senior brothers had long thought about the Wu Clan.

Who would have thought that Dijun Taiyi killed Houtu.

Eleven Patriarchal Witches came out in force, which gave them an excellent opportunity.

"Junior Brother, we have done a good job of stealing houses."

"Senior brother, be careful, this is called being compassionate and doing great kindness."

"It makes sense."

This degree of transformation is really effective.

In an instant, the effective power of the West was enhanced.

"Not yet."

"Bushi Twelve Capitals, the gods and gods are in a great formation."

Headless Xingtian scolded angrily.

The law of force gushes out of the body.

Gan Qi, Fang Dun, a rare treasure of the Wu clan.

The divine light is radiant, and the law shocks the world.

Other great witches and witches also displayed their real bodies.

In an instant, the formation of the gods and gods in the small twelve capitals was completed.

With the blessing of the luck of the witch clan, Xing Tian's cultivation reached the late quasi-sage stage in an instant.

Those sorcerers who have not yet been saved have also awakened one after another and joined the formation.

"Despicable and shameless, the sage of the sage, actually doing things like stealing chickens and dogs."

"While my ancestral witch is not around, he will be tricked and deceived, and he will do everything he can."

"Today, I, Xing Tian, ​​gathered the power of the witch clan to kill the saint."

A burst of calamity appeared out of thin air and entered Xing Tian's mind.

Involuntarily, Xing Tian said such words.

"The Dao of Strength, wipe out everything, die for me!"

Xing Tian waved his relatives, and for a moment he seemed to have the heroic posture of Pan Gu.

The law of strength is condensed on the blade of the axe, and the other members of the witch clan are also full of fighting spirit.

The power of thought is blessed on Xing Tian.

He swung violently, and the relative slashed towards Zhunti in the sky.

"Brother, how dare he?"

Zhunti looked disbelieving, this Tiehanhan is so staunch?

In love, in love, Xing Tian has a predestined relationship with Western religion.

"If you are stubborn, come on."

Jieyin's heart became ruthless, and he directly grabbed millions of witch believers into the powerful hands of mana.

In the next second, that giant mana hand greeted the relatives.

In the hands are millions of witches.

"Receive, you damn it!"

Xing Tian let out a mournful cry, but did not take back the giant axe.

This attack contained the power of countless witches, and Xing Tian was powerless to stop it.

If it is forcibly interrupted, all the Wu clan children in the big formation will be seriously injured.

Casualties far exceeded the millions.

The strong man broke his wrist, and Xing Tian closed his emulsified eyes in heartache.

Rumble!

The relatives and the mana giant collided completely.

Possesses the power of a single blow from the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, and smashes the giant mana hand that is attracted.

Obviously, the lead mana hand let go of the water.

Otherwise, how could the power of the quasi-sage pinnacle destroy the mana of the saint.

Those millions of witches turned into blood and shot in all directions.

"Bring me back."