Buzhou Mountain, the Pangu Blood Pool in the depths of the Pangu Palace.

Gulu Gulu, the pool is hundreds of acres in size, it is more like a pool of blood than a pool of blood. At this time, the blood-red pool water is steaming, and it is filled with a lot of life essence and majestic blood energy.

If the existence of weak strength falls into the pool with one step, then what awaits them is not a chance, but a miserable fate of being blasted by the majestic force.

But it is such an extreme blood pool that can give birth to a clan of witches with the strongest physical body in the prehistoric world.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches have reached the peak of physical cultivation under the saints. Their physical bodies are comparable to innate spiritual treasures. They are indestructible and powerful.

Belonging is very extreme and rough, but very powerful ability.

But for the ancestral witches, they were born strong because of the Pangu's blood, and because of the incomplete Pangu blood, it was difficult to break through the boundaries of the ancestral witches and step into a stronger field.

Even Houtu did not make further progress in the race of Zuwu, but overtook on curves, practiced tunnels to establish hell and reincarnation, and followed the path of a true saint.

Now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Houtu have finally waited for this day, the day when the Ancestral Witches can break through their own boundaries and bury themselves in a higher realm.

Accompanied by everyone, Di Jiang came to the side of Pangu's blood pool. He held up Pangu's chalcedony with both hands, and slowly sank his whole body into the Pangu's blood pool.

Buzz!
Following that, rays of light like the morning sun emerged from under the blood-red pool, and Dijiang had already started refining Pangu chalcedony in this Pangu blood pool.

As time passed by, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi outside Buzhou Mountain anxiously wanted to invade Buzhou Mountain, and finish off the Twelve Ancestral Witches before Dijiang refined Pangu Chalcedony, completely cutting off the hope of the Wu Clan.

However, the more anxious they were, the more unable they were to break through Bu Zhoushan's coercion.

Because as Dijiang began to refine Pangu chalcedony, the pressure of Pangu shrouding Buzhou Mountain became stronger and stronger, and its suppression on the monster race became more and more obvious.

With such a strong coercion, even Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi did not dare to approach easily.

Prehistoric times do not record the year, and cultivation has no years.

Every year, every day, every moment after the Twelve Ancestral Witches obtained the Pangu chalcedony, a huge roar came from Buzhou Mountain.

An incomparably grand, lofty, and powerful aura soared into the sky, and the world felt it. The world suddenly became dark, dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and the wind was strong.

The aura of incomparable avenues permeates, and the silver-white space law is like a bridge, like a chain, forming nine rings around Buzhou Mountain.

The ring has mysterious lines flashing, recording various mysteries of the laws of space. In the eyes of all living beings, Buzhou Mountain sometimes becomes infinitely small and sometimes becomes infinitely large. It switches back and forth between the end of the world and the end of the world, disturbing many people's cognition.

Suddenly, after the nine rings, three gray-white rings were condensed on the top, also engraved with mysterious patterns, and the breath of time and time emerged. Through the changes of these external objects, all living beings in the wild can have the cognition of "time has been intercepted and accelerated".

Buzz!
Radiant mysterious light shone all over his body, and Dijiang with four wings on his back slowly lifted into the sky.

His every move contains infinite power, the void is cracked, chaos is permeating, and the law of the great way is revealed.

Every inch of Dijiang's fur, flesh, bones, and meridians has transformed into a divine splendor at this moment, stepping out of the restrictions of the ancestors and shamans, and buried in a new realm.

A total of twelve rings suddenly closed and appeared behind him, forming a Dao dharma ring, like a corona and rules, containing the power of two different laws of time and space.

All of this is to show that Di Jiang has successfully broken through and become a Chaos God Witch, possessing strength comparable to Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian!

At this moment, Di Jiang's eyes were full of indifference, and his face was neither sad nor happy, just like a god and demon descending into the world, calmly looking down at the whole world.

In the eyes of Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and countless monster clans surrounding Buzhou Mountain, Di Jiang's figure has become infinitely large, standing upright, lofty and great, but he is like an ant, and the other party can kill him by moving his toes casually life.

At this moment, Di Jiang gave them the feeling that Pan Gu was resurrected.

Fear, fear, apprehension... all kinds of emotions surfaced in their hearts, making them dare not make enemies with Di Jiang.

Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi's spirit tower swirled upwards, and their minds were suddenly clear. They looked at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

It's hard for them to imagine that the Qi mechanism caused by Di Jiang's breakthrough is so powerful, and it even affects them who are also Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

Dijiang waved his sleeve robe with an ugly face, and the power of the saint slowly rose like a golden sun, dissolving the suppression of Dijiang's breath on the demon clan.

And in Buzhou Mountain, Houtu avatar, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong and others saw this scene, felt the vast breath of Dijiang and the resonance from the blood, and wept with joy and excitement.

Isn't it just for this day?

At this time, Di Jiang suddenly looked at the Yaozu, and looked at the two emperors of the Yaozu, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, his eyes suddenly became cold, full of anger and killing intent.

He only heard him yelling: "Kill!"

Di Jiang's voice was like thunder, and he killed Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi alone.

"Don't be too arrogant, even if you break through, what can you do? With an extra saint-level combat power, it is impossible to change anything!"

Di Jun gritted his teeth, no matter what he said, it was impossible to give up in front of his mortal enemy.

The Chaos Clock appeared in front of the two emperors, they were activated together, and vast mana was poured into it.

Immediately, the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and earth, and all things and races on the Chaos Clock suddenly seemed to have become real things, making it difficult to tell whether the Chaos Clock existed in the prehistoric world or the prehistoric world existed in the chaos over the clock.

Dang!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi joined forces to ring the Chaos Bell, and the bell rang through the blue sky and the yellow spring, reverberating in the nine heavens and ten earths, smoothing the dark clouds and thunder, and the air flow tended to be still.

Even Di Jiang, who rushed over, fell into a certain state of stagnation, and his body's movement speed slowed down.

At the same time, a huge force was stimulated from the Chaos Clock and surrounded Dijiang. The surrounding space could not bear this force, and it had already cracked first.

It seems that if this continues, Dijiang himself will also be severely injured as the space is broken.

Both Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi showed smug smiles, so what if they broke through?In a two-on-one situation, coupled with the help of the innate treasure Chaos Clock, Di Jiang will undoubtedly lose

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