Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

The appearance of the Eleven Ancestral Witches was something that everyone had expected.

After all, Hou Tu's attainment of sainthood was a major event that affected the entire witch clan.

Moreover, everyone can predict that there will be another shocking battle between the Wu Clan and Hongjun today.

This clan has never had any reverence for saints, or even for the way of heaven.

Therefore, all parties in the world reacted strongly.

In the demon court.

Di Jun Taiyi watched this scene with a sneer on his face.

"Haha, okay, okay!"

"Hou Tu's becoming a saint will not only fail to make the Wu clan stronger, but will bring disaster to themselves."

Di Jun sneered and said so.

Previously, because Hou Tu had attained sainthood, everyone in the Demon Court was filled with uneasiness.

But now, Daozu actually took action himself to wipe it out.

Everyone in the Demon Court suddenly looked as if they were gloating over someone else's misfortune.

On the side, Taiyi also said in a deep voice:

“Humph, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have no respect for saints. If this offends Daozu Hongjun, he will completely wipe out the Twelve Ancestral Witches.”

"That's the best!"

Obviously, Taiyi's character is even colder and more severe.

Once the twelve ancient witches die, the witch clan will be leaderless and will inevitably become a mess.

By then, what strength will be able to compete with the demon clan?

It can be said that if all the twelve ancient witches died today.

Then, it means that the demon race has truly become the only overlord between heaven and earth.

After hearing Taiyi's words, the eyes of the six remaining demon saints brightened and their faces became a little excited.

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Let’s talk about the scene at this moment.

Tit for tat!

The situation is tense!

It seemed that all living beings dared not even breathe.

However, there was only one exception.

That is Gu Changqing.

Despite the arrival of Hongjun, he still looked carefree and unrestrained.

He drank several kilograms of wine in big gulps, showing his heroic spirit.

Then, Gu Changqing looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and then at Hongjun Daozu with interest.

"Hehe...Interesting...Interesting!"

"Today's events are really lively."

Gu Changqing sighed.

In fact, Gu Changqing had already noticed the unfriendly look cast by Hongjun when he arrived.

But he was unmoved.

Even if Hongjun was angry, what could he do?

This is also the reason why Gu Changqing did not rashly integrate the merits of the Great Dao to improve his realm.

And his words made everyone roll their eyes.

lively?!

You know, what happened today was an unprecedented horror that has never been seen before in the history of the world.

In your eyes, is it just fun?

The Drunken Swordsman's train of thought is indeed extraordinary.

Then, everyone stopped paying attention to Gu Changqing and turned their attention to Di Jiang and others.

After all, they are the protagonists next.

It is just as everyone thinks.

The eleven ancient witches appeared, facing Hongjun Daozu without any fear.

In more than a dozen eyes, there was only a deep coldness.

"Old man Hongjun, humph, do you think you are invincible in this world?"

"Today, little sister Hou Tu, we will protect you."

"That's right, haha, I want to see what strength you, the so-called saint, have!"

"Stop talking nonsense and do it first before we talk about other things!"

All the witch ancestors spoke at once.

People with hot tempers like Zhurong have aura flowing around their bodies that is captivating.

It was as if he was going to take action immediately and challenge the power of the saint.

Every word he said made everyone grin secretly.

What a bunch of stubborn witch ancestors.

Do they think that “all below the saints are ants” is just empty talk?

How dare you speak so brazenly in front of Hongjun.

There really is no one else like him.

On the other side, Hongjun's face remained calm and unperturbed after hearing what Dijiang and others said.

That is the indifference of a strong man, who does not show his emotions on his face.

"Fight with me?"

"You are really asking for your own death."

While speaking, Hongjun did not even turn his head, but just stared at Houtu.

Among the so-called Twelve Ancestral Witches, only Hou Tu is currently worthy of Hongjun's serious attention.

The contempt and disdain in Hongjun's words made Dijiang and others even angrier.

"Humph, that's the case."

"Then let me show you the true power of my witch clan."

"So what if he's a saint? We can still fight him on our own."

Dijiang looked very confident.

These words finally caused Hongjun to raise his eyebrows slightly, and he turned to look at the Eleventh Ancestral Witches with a deep gaze.

All living beings also looked at the Eleven Ancestral Witches with curiosity.

What does it mean?

Could it be that the Witch Clan has some unknown and powerful means that are enough to shake the brilliance of the saints?

The next moment, the twelve ancient witches looked at each other, and then nodded heavily as if they understood.

"Build the Twelve Capital Gods and Evil Formation!"

Dijiang shouted loudly.

Not bad!

Di Jiang and others were well aware of Hongjun's power.

Therefore, ordinary means are completely useless.

As soon as he came up, he directly used this earth-shattering method.

In an instant, the twelve ancient witches began to move.

With a wave of his hand, a ball of essence and blood in his body suddenly burst out, interweaving in the void, shining brightly.

For a moment, the area within billions of miles seemed to have turned into a world of blood and energy.

Bloody red!

Weird!

So strange and unpredictable!

Immediately afterwards, Dijiang roared again.

"Please ask Father God to come out and help us defeat the enemy!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

By the time people reacted, the scene was boiling again.

God the Father?!

That's a branch of the Wu clan, and it's just a name for the great god Pangu.

"What's going on? Is the Father God mentioned by Dijiang the Great God Pangu?"

"Could it be that the great god Pangu has not perished and can reappear in the world?"

"This...how is this possible?"

Everyone screamed in shock, feeling their scalps exploding and their whole bodies running cold!

Judging from Dijiang’s words, it seems like he is calling for Pangu to reappear?

However, how is this possible?

It is a well-known fact that Pangu's fall destroyed the eternal era and has long ceased to exist.

Just as everyone was in confusion and doubt.

In the midst of the blood and energy, an extremely huge and indescribable figure gradually took shape and slowly emerged.

That figure was so majestic and powerful that it was overwhelming.

Above his head is the vast universe and stars.

All around the body, there is an endless interweaving of laws and orders, shining brightly and mysteriously.

Terrible!

Horrible!

"Oh my god, it's really the great god Pangu!"

"This kind of pressure can only be possessed by the great god Pangu."

Almost in an instant, billions of living beings in the world knelt on the ground, nodded deeply, and did not dare to look directly at that figure.

That is the awe and respect that comes from the origin of all living beings.

No one else except the great god Pangu has such overwhelming momentum and majesty.

Combined with Dijiang's previous words, everyone believed without a doubt that this was the reincarnation of the great god Pangu.

In the Demon Court, Di Jun, Tai Yi and others were stunned and their pupils shrank suddenly.

Pangu...isn't really dead?!

So how can we fight here?

numb!

Completely numb!