Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Patriarch Bodhi looked astonished and didn't understand why the Dao realm clone suddenly changed!

In his consciousness, he couldn't smell any threatening breath at all!

What is it?Can he invisibly injure the extremely powerful Dao realm clone?

"Stop fucking talking nonsense! Leave now!"

In the distance, the Dao Realm clone roared again, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

When Patriarch Bodhi heard this, his heart trembled, and he did not dare to delay any longer, so he immediately carried the little God of War and fell downwards.

At the same time, Master Wuchao also rushed over, and the two sides met immediately.

But before he could speak, Ancestor Bodhi had already waved his arm, grabbing his sleeve and continuing down.

Yang Jian and Jiutian Xuannv are still in the shield, resisting the invasion of surrounding disasters.

Suddenly, a flash of three-color divine light exploded in front of their eyes, temporarily clearing away all the incoming disasters.

He looked up and saw Patriarch Bodhi flying down at great speed.

He was also carrying Master Wuchao, who looked bewildered, and Little Martial God, who was almost unconscious.

"Follow me quickly!" Patriarch Bodhi hurriedly left a sentence and immediately passed by Yang Jian.

As a result, the scene in Zuyuan was divided into two sides.

On one side are Dao realm clones flying around above the sky, seeming to be avoiding something.

On the other side, there were five Jinghong flying downwards at extremely fast speeds!

A cry suddenly sounded between heaven and earth!

Countless disasters once again emerged from the void, accompanied by millions of dark chains that shone with cold light!

Many attacks were divided into two waves, one upward and one downward.

The powerful and chaotic aura filled this space.

"Where are we going-" Master Wuchao shouted.

"Stop talking nonsense! I don't even know the hell!"

Patriarch Bodhi roared, and he led the four people through the devastated land and fell straight into the bottomless ravine.

Darkness enveloped everyone.

Yang Jian activated the immortal energy in his body, and his body immediately bloomed with radiant light, illuminating everything around him.

But seeing deep in the ground, a large formation engraved with countless runes and runes was revealed.

Twelve huge drops of blood hovered in the center of the formation, where a vague shadow sat with a vast starry sky above his head.

"Come here."

A vast sound came from below, echoing in the empty darkness.

"It's my lord!" Master Wuchao exclaimed.

This unique, Taoist-like sound has been deeply imprinted in his soul, and he will never forget it.

"Zhu Houzhao, is he his true body..."

Ancestor Bodhi smelled an extremely ancient aura.

The aura was not strong, but when he smelled it, he felt like he was dreaming back to the Hongmeng era!

Five people descended and came to Zhu Houzhao's side.

At this time, Patriarch Bodhi saw clearly what Zhu Houzhao looked like at this moment.

He closed his eyes, and his face was covered with many runes and seals from ancient times.

The aura in his body was restrained, without the astonishing pressure from before, as if he was a mortal.

But when Patriarch Bodhi moved his gaze upward and saw the vast starry sky above his head, his expression immediately changed!

In the distant starry sky, a wild giant sleeps!

"This is...Pangu!"

Patriarch Bodhi's eyes showed horror, and he asked in disbelief:

"It turns out that you collected the blood of the twelve ancestral witches...in order to reveal Pangu's true body and prove the Tao with strength?!"

Zhu Houzhao slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes were simple and plain, but upon closer inspection, there was a deep vicissitude hidden in them.

He glanced at the five people in the field, showed a playful smile, and replied:

"That's about it. I spent a lot of effort to finally end this difficult process after you complete the mission."

“Hiss—” Ancestor Bodhi took a breath, “Is what we are standing under our feet the legendary Twelve Capitals’ Formation of Gods and Evil?”

"Not entirely. Since it is formed from the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, rather than being cast by the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves, this formation is incomplete and can only be regarded as a semi-finished product."

After Zhu Houzhao finished explaining, he stood up slowly and nodded slightly.

Everyone felt that a shocking roar suddenly came from somewhere!

However, he saw that the formation under his feet changed drastically, and the runes engraved on it all flowed like liquid.

Zhu Houzhao tightened his abdomen and raised his energy, and the runes that turned into liquid were immediately absorbed into his mouth.

Twelve drops of ancestral witch blood also stopped rotating and were swallowed into his body along with the runes.

The ground suddenly became empty.

After doing all this, he suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, paused, and then slammed forward!

"Crack!" There was just a slight sound.

Everyone seemed to have seen a ghost, their eyes widened.

I saw all the darkness in front of me suddenly shattered and annihilated, and the entire ancestral abyss shook more violently than before!

The countless disasters and dark chains chasing from above were all shattered silently.

The world seemed to stand still for a few breaths, and then everything in this space was destroyed in the twisting storm.

Zuyuan was completely destroyed!

The power of Zhu Houzhao's punch was able to defeat these heavenly holy places!

Everything around them was turning into nothingness, and the underground they were in was about to be destroyed.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

Patriarch Bodhi couldn't close his mouth for a long time. Among the people present, he was the only one who felt it most vividly.

Zhu Houzhao did not use any energy at all, he simply punched with the power of his body and destroyed this world!

What pure power?What a terrifying power?

What does it mean to shake mountains and rivers with one punch?

Zhu Houzhao can destroy a world with one punch!

Easily!

Everyone was silent for a long time. Zhu Houzhao looked up for a moment, then took a big step, and the void under his feet was immediately shattered into a hole!

"Go and go back to the Three Realms. There is still a tough battle waiting for us to fight."

As he spoke, he looked at Master Wuchao, and a divine light suddenly shot out from his dark eyes, imprinting on his eyebrows:

"I'll tell you the specific arrangements, Wuchao. You are responsible for conveying them and supervising their implementation."

Master Wuchao shuddered and felt several passages of text appear in his mind.

After combing it, he bowed to Zhu Houzhao and accepted the order.

Immediately, he jumped into the hollow with Xiao Wushen, Yang Jian, and Jiutian Xuannv, and disappeared in an instant.

Master Wuchao did not call Patriarch Bodhi because Patriarch Bodhi did not obey Zhu Houzhao's orders. At most, they only had a cooperative relationship.

"Why, why are you still here?"

Zhu Houzhao glanced at Patriarch Bodhi, who looked complicated, and said jokingly:

"Are you afraid that I will swallow your share of the reward?"

"No, I trust you to keep your promise."

Patriarch Bodhi said, paused, and then asked uneasily:

"With your clone in it, is there anything else you can gain?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said nothing. Ancestor Bodhi was about to ask more questions, but suddenly there was a burning sensation on his buttocks.

The next moment, his whole body flew high uncontrollably, and then fell into the hollow.

Zhu Houzhao took a picture of the dust on his legs that was not there, and muttered:

"It's your shit!"