Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Ancestor Ying Long was filled with excitement, he wanted to see what else the witch clan could do to turn things around.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu looked at Shenjun Mengzhang and said:

"Slay Yinglong first, and then slaughter the world!".

Emperor Jiang Zuwu didn't take Shenjun Mengzhang seriously at all. This tough attitude made Shenjun Mengzhang puzzled.

As a majestic East Pole sage, being so underestimated by several Daluo Jinxians made Shenjun Mengzhang more angry.

"Please also ask the Holy Monarch to take action, this witch clan will not be destroyed, and my dragon clan will never have a peaceful day!"

Ancestor Ying Long was also fanning the flames, God Lord Meng Zhang was already ignored by the Wu Clan, if he retreated at this time, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?

....

"In this case, there is only one battle!"

There was a murderous intent in Mengzhang Shenjun's eyes, and before he finished speaking, his eyes had already turned into a clear light and shone everywhere.

If he wanted to make a move, he took advantage of the fact that the opponent hadn't exploded before he could kill with one blow, so that the Wu clan had no chance to use their hole cards.

However, at the next moment, the auras of the twelve ancestor witches had become one.

"boom!"

The berserk divine and evil spirit emanated from the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and Di Jiang roared angrily:

"Bu Twelve Capitals, the gods and gods are in a big formation!"

The witch clan was united as one, and before the voice of Emperor Jiang Zuwu's words fell, the terrifying figure had already appeared in the sky over the East China Sea.

The berserk divine spirit formed a nothing figure, and the figure waved its hand casually, instantly breaking up the attack of Shenjun Mengzhang.

He stood with his head held high between heaven and earth, the bottomless East China Sea submerged his ankles, and the deep and vast Nine Heavens Galaxy could hardly accommodate his head.

"That's Pan Gu's real body!"

At this moment, the heroes trembled, and the world was shocked.

Shenjun Mengzhang even retreated quickly, and for the first time, panic appeared on his calm face from beginning to end.

Pangu!

The God of the Beginning of the Great Desolation!

Sanqing in Kunlun Mountain jumped up from the futon in an instant, their eyes were full of disbelief.

The demon emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and Minghe, their faces were even paler, and there seemed to be endless fear in their eyes.

Even Hongjun Taoist Ancestor in Zixiao Palace stared at the figure of Ang Zang on the ground, his eyes full of solemnity and doubt.

Isn't Pan Gu the Great God already passed away?

Why is it that heaven and earth reappear now, and come to the prehistoric world again?

"That's the shadow of Pan Gu, not the real body of Pan Gu."

Shenjun Mengzhang forced himself to calm down. After he got used to the strong shock, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

The figure of the great god Pan Gu was ethereal and ethereal, as if he was not solid.

That is the phantom summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan, not the real Pan Gu Primordial God!

After understanding this, Shenjun Mengzhang regained some confidence.

As long as it is not the return of the real Great God Pan Gu, God Lord Meng Zhang is confident of defeating the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"It's a bluff, no one can save you today!"

Shenjun Mengzhang let out a roar, and the nameless fire in his heart erupted completely, and the terrifying green dragon body rushed towards him instantly.

The figure of Great God Pan Gu moved, and at the same time as God Meng Zhang erupted, he roared angrily:

"Here comes the axe!"

The hands of the Great God Pangu were empty, and at this moment he roared and summoned his own axe.

For a moment, the Chaos Clock in Donghuang Taiyi's hand trembled, and in the Zixiao Palace, the Pangu Banner and Taiji Diagram on Daozu Hongjun's body also shook non-stop.

Daoist Hongjun waved his hand casually, and the Taiji diagram and Pangu flag were immediately suppressed and completely quieted down.

Donghuang Taiyi also hurriedly mobilized his mana to suppress the Chaos Clock, but unfortunately his strength was too weak, and he could barely suppress the powerful force in the Chaos Clock with all his strength.

"puff!"

Great God Pangu saw that the divine ax could not be summoned, so he gave up the idea. All this happened in an instant, but Donghuang Taiyi was already vomiting blood and was overwhelmed.

If Great God Pangu summoned him more, I am afraid that the Chaos Clock transformed by Kaitianshen Axe could return to his hands.

....

It's a pity that the god Meng Zhang has already been killed, and the figure of the great god Pangu doesn't have much time to entangle.

In the hands of Great God Pan Gu, the phantom of a divine ax emerged, facing the berserk attack from God Meng Zhang, Great God Pan Gu swung the same illusory divine ax and slashed out angrily.

"Open the sky!"

Pan Gu's voice was like a bell, and every word and deed contained endless avenues.

"boom!"

The violent power stirred up all directions, and the power of this ax seemed to have the supreme power to shatter chaos.

Mengzhang Shenjun's attack collapsed in an instant, and before it even touched the blade of the God-opening Axe, it was wiped out by the violent force.

The momentum of this ax remained undiminished, and it went straight to Mengzhang Shenjun.

At this moment, Mengzhang Shenjun realized how ridiculous what he had done before!

Even if it is a phantom of the Great God Pangu, it is not something he, the little sage of the East Pole, can contend with!

"Oh!"

The speed of the divine ax seemed to be slow, but the quasi-sage-level Shenjun Mengzhang couldn't resist it at all, and couldn't even dodge it.

The power of law under the divine ax has imprisoned everything around it.

The avenue of power surpasses complete supernatural powers, imprisoning the universe in all directions, allowing the power of space, time, and Otoki to be controlled and suppressed by it, without daring to resist at all!

This is the Dao of Power!

No matter what Taoism you practice, you can't get rid of the worry of "strength". Cause and effect are "strength", fate is "strength", all ways and thousands of methods have "strength"!

"puff!"

The incomparable Divine Monarch Mengzhang, with a quasi-sage-level powerful physical body, was split in two by the Pangu axe, and his physical body collapsed.

"This,"

In Zhutianyu, all spirits were shocked, especially those beings who were enemies of the Wu Clan. They were all trembling and their faces were extremely pale.

No one can beat this kind of divine power!

Wu Yang's blood boiled when he saw it, the Heavenly God Ax killed Mengzhang Shenjun with one blow, and the other party didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

"Roar!"

Shenjun Mengzhang screamed in pain, and the infinite divine energy poured in from his broken body, wantonly destroying Shenjun Mengzhang's physical body.

He has no strength to fight anymore, and now he is delusional to escape from Yuanshen.

"cut!"

The Great God Pangu struck again with an axe, and took the head of Shenjun Mengzhang, in order to completely destroy him.

"Boom!"

Shenjun Mengzhang was completely desperate, his physical body was destroyed, and the laws of his body could not be activated at all, even his own soul couldn't do it if he wanted to get rid of his physical body!

Facing this blow, he was completely desperate.

"puff!"

When the divine ax fell, Mengzhang Shenjun's huge dragon head like a mountain was smashed into pieces, and at the same time his soul was also wiped out.

The majestic Lord Mengzhang was chopped into ashes by the two axes of Pan Gu.

Wu Yang watched with enthusiasm, but he also clearly noticed that after each attack, the figure of Pan Gu would become even more empty. Obviously, such a violent attack would consume a lot of energy for the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Seeing Shenjun Mengzhang was killed, all the creatures were completely silent for a while.

The great strength of the Great God Pan Gu once again reminded all beings of that name, Pan Gu Shi Shen.

Wu Yang was also overwhelmed by the divine power, and yearned for it.

"This time even Shenjun Mengzhang was beheaded, so my reward will certainly not be less?"

Wu Yang was overjoyed, this time the battle was turbulent, but in the end the Twelve Capitals were easily defeated by the gods and gods, everything was worth it.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches dispersed the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation. Each blow of that formation would consume a huge amount of their own energy, so they could not use it for a long time, otherwise they would hurt themselves.

The two attacks just now had consumed a lot of physical strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Destroy Yinglong!"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu led his brothers to kill him. At this moment, Yinglong's ancestor had already been frightened. He has not yet recovered from the might of Pan Gu.

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Chapter 215: Super Reward Explosion!

The appearance of Great God Pan Gu shocked countless living beings, and Patriarch Yinglong even experienced it personally. Now he dare not contend with the ancestor witches at all.

Seeing that even Shenjun Mengzhang had been beheaded, Patriarch Yinglong only wanted to escape as soon as possible.

"Ying Long, you still want to escape!"

Dijiang Zuwu blocked the opponent's way, the law of space unfolded, and powerful forces blocked all directions.

Ancestor Ying Long who was inside had difficulty moving, and it was not easy for him to break through the power of this space.

"Oh!"

The Qiang Liang Patriarch Witch came to kill with a divine spear, piercing through one of Ying Long Patriarch's sharp claws in an instant.

"Roar!"

Patriarch Yinglong roared again and again, he couldn't resist the attack of the ancestor witches, and the aura of calamity poured into his sea of ​​consciousness quickly.

The Dragon Clan has been abandoned by heaven and earth, their own karma is heavy, hiding in the East China Sea and not caring about world affairs will be suppressed by Heaven, but now they take the initiative to trouble the Witch Clan, the breath of calamity will naturally invade their sea of ​​consciousness easily .

The body of the tens of thousands of feet of the dragon tossed and moved between the clouds, and the ancestor witches surrounded the four directions, constantly attacking.

The blood of the Infinite Dragon fell from mid-air, and Wu Yang had already opened the Yin-Yang Good Fortune Gourd at this time. He collected all the essence and blood of the God Lord Mengzhang, and now he started to collect the blood of the ancestor Yinglong.

"This is supreme blood, don't let it go to waste."

Wu Yang's face was full of joy, he stored the essence and blood separately, not using them to transform into vitality.

Now Wu Yang is sitting on a boundless sea of ​​blood, if he wants to transform his vitality, he can use the water of the sea of ​​blood.

Like the precious blood of the god Meng Zhang, there are naturally other more suitable uses.

"boom!"

In mid-air, Patriarch Yinglong's head was severely injured. After a long battle, he was exhausted, and at this moment he was already at the end of his strength.

As he was dying, Patriarch Ying Long was filled with remorse.

"It shouldn't be an enemy of the Wu Clan, so that my Dragon Clan will be slaughtered."

Patriarch Yinglong's physical body and primordial spirit were all destroyed, and without the protection of heaven and luck, his ending had already been decided.

The battle ended, and the Wu Clan won a big victory.

The most precious treasure of the Dragon Clan, the Ancestral Dragon Ball, was also obtained by Dijiang Ancestral Witch.

For a time, no one in the entire prehistoric world dared to stand up and challenge the majesty of the Wu Clan!

The Wu Clan does not want to dominate the prehistoric world, but it does not mean that they do not have the strength.

On the coast of the East China Sea, the Bai Ze family witnessed all this with their own eyes.

"Immediately send envoys to the sea of ​​blood, and ask the Wu Clan to take us in, don't think about anything, and join the Wu Clan to join us."

A gleam of determination flashed in the eyes of the Patriarch Bai Ze. The Demon Emperor Jun had visited Bai Ze many times before, and wanted to ask him to come out of the mountain to be the brain of the Yao Clan.