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

Gonggong couldn't help but sigh at his wit.

Really smart.

"The witch clan massacred the clan, causing the people of the prehistoric world to be devastated, and the people and gods were all angry."

"The billions of human races have a relationship with my Wuzhuang Temple, so naturally they cannot be killed by you."

"As for that Chi You, a softie, he ran away in fright before Pindao could do his best."

"If you have the ability, you break through the formation!"

Zhen Yuanzi's provocative voice came from Wuzhuang Temple.

With the help of Zhu Rong and Gonggong, this tortoise shell cannot be broken.

This large formation can absorb the power of the earth veins and is indestructible.

There is no other way except to break the formation with the way of the formation, or to break it with one blow.

Gou Zhidao, Zhen Yuanzi has never been afraid of anyone.

"Fuck him."

"Break this layer of tortoise shell and slaughter Wuzhuang Temple."

Gong Gong was furious.

The law of water poured into the heaven and earth.

The stormy sea suddenly appeared in an instant.

The torrent of millions of feet rushed towards Wuzhuang Temple.

There was a burst of ripples in the protective array.

Just when Gonggong thought that the formation was about to be destroyed, the formation was shrouded in a layer of black and yellow mysterious atmosphere.

The power of the earth veins appeared.

Gong Gong's attack was of no avail.

"let me."

Zhu Rong breathed out divine fire, turned into a flame giant and rushed towards Wuzhuang Temple.

Bull rush, Zhu Rong's move is similar to this.

The Law of Flame turned into a sharp sword and charged towards the formation.

Scary, hot, hot.

That temperature, like a ray of light in the twelfth lunar month of winter, ignites a girl whose heart is ashamed.

At this time, Zhu Rong is the flame, and the flame is Zhu Rong.

Turning the body into a sword, the sword is like a person.

Like a huge flaming sword, Zhu Rong charged towards the formation of Wuzhuang Temple.

"kill!"

With an angry shout, Zhu Rong rushed towards the formation.

Rumble!

A cracking sound suddenly appeared.

The law of fire began to dissolve the defensive array.

Suddenly, a hole appeared in the formation.

Seeing this, Zhu Rong increased the output of the power of law.

In an instant, half of Zhu Rong's body entered the formation.

"Isn't this... coming in..."

Before Zhu Rong could finish speaking.

He saw Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi looking at him strangely.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Ninety-nine red clouds scattered soul gourds, red yarn filled the sky, corroding the true spirit."

As soon as Hong Yun finished speaking, a red storm suddenly appeared in the void.

In the red sand, there are endless residual souls.

These are the creatures that were beheaded by Hong Yun.

Their souls were all refined into gourds and became evil spirits without wisdom.

"There is still poverty."

"Poison Dragon Drill, Qingmu Purification Tower, kill."

"The map of heaven and earth, the world is crushed."

Zhen Yuanzi shouted loudly, and a tall tower appeared.

The top of the tower shot straight at Zhu Rong.

The map of Qiankun was originally a treasure of Taoist Qiankun.

After Rang's death, this spirit treasure was obtained by Hongjun.

On the Fenbao Rock, Zhen Yuanzi got this top-grade innate spirit treasure.

The map of Qiankun contains a world of Qiankun.

The law of heaven and earth crushes the heavens.

"You are engaging in a sneak attack."

Zhu Rong's complexion was livid, and he was furious.

He wanted to withdraw from the formation to avoid the attacks of Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun.