Honghuang: The opening auction of the method of proving the Tao!

The twelve ancestor witches roared in unison, and Pan Gu's real body crossed Yin and Yang, and killed the Supreme!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sharp sword appeared in front of Taishang!
The celestial sword vibrated, the sword energy surged, causing the void to vibrate, and the sky and the earth trembled!
Boom!

With a roar, Pangu's real body was thrown backwards by the sword energy, and his fist with all his strength had no effect at all!

Even when he looked around, he suddenly found that the world was swept by sword energy in all directions, isolating the inside and outside, and trapped himself inside the upgraded version of Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Seeing this scene, the Twelve Ancestral Witches in Pan Guzhen's body screamed that something was wrong, and they all realized that something was wrong.

"Hahaha! Twelve Ancestral Witches, you guys are so easy to deceive, just a few words can make you come over and seek your own death!"

Holding the fairy sword in his hand, the Taishang drew the sword seal and activated the supreme power of the sword array. At this time, he stared at the real Pangu condescendingly, making no secret of his sarcasm, and laughed out loud.

The other saints also sneered, looking at Pan Gu's real body as if they were prey caught in a trap.

All sentient beings had just participated in the auction, and no one expected that the seven sages would act so quickly. The auction had just ended, and they began to plot against the Wu Clan.

"It's broken, the twelve ancestor witches just ran out now, aren't they going to die!"

"This is too bad. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are not the opponents of this formation at all. If they attack rashly now, they will not only be unable to protect Buzhou Mountain, but even themselves will be involved."

"These seven great sages are using Yangmou to see how much Zuwu attaches importance to Buzhou Mountain, so they deliberately use this method to 'fish'!"

Thinking of this, all the prehistoric beings sighed endlessly, as if they had seen the end of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

When he was in the Heavenly Court before, Pangu's real body was broken up and disintegrated when he got up. At that time, there were Zulong, Tongtian, and Zhenyuanzi to share the pressure.

Now there is only Pan Gu's real body, and he can't resist it no matter what.

All living beings in the prehistoric world felt that Pangu's real body was over, and everyone in the underworld was also blown up.

Zulong was still recovering from his injuries, he gritted his teeth and said immediately:

"No, hurry up and help Dijiang and the others!"

Tongtian also stood up and drew his sword, yes:

"They won't be able to resist for long, so hurry up and do it."

The same is true for Zhen Yuanzi and Shen Ni.

However, at this moment, a figure appeared in front of them, floated out of the dust, and blocked the way. It was the descendant of a true saint.

The real saint Houtu looked at everyone with a serious face, and said in great pain:

"Everyone, for the sake of the overall situation, you can't help Brother Dijiang and the others, it will only be to die!"

Hearing this, everyone present exploded.

"Empress Houtu, but those are your relatives, could it be..."

Zu Long's face was full of embarrassment, but he shut up halfway through his speech.

The other people who were equally excited by it were also silent at this time.

There is no need to say more redundant words, because no matter how much you say, just relying on their strength, there is no way to break the formation of the seven saints.

Just like what Houtu said, they are going to rescue the Twelve Ancestral Witches now, but they are just sending sheep into the tiger's mouth, so that the conspiracy of the Taishang and the others to invite the king into the urn will succeed.

If this continues, things will only become more and more unfavorable to them.

Thinking of this, everyone was extremely unwilling, and felt very aggrieved and resentful.

Obviously, his side had already had a huge advantage before, but he didn't expect that the seven saints would come up with some kind of formation and completely reverse the situation.

Now it's their turn to be forced to continue hiding in the tunnel world, watching them show off their might and plot against their comrades.

Suddenly, Shenni noticed something at this moment, looked left and right, and said in great surprise:

"Strange, have you seen the lord? Why didn't the lord appear when such a big thing happened?"

Others were also attracted by God's rebellion's words. It turned out that Ye Feng had long since disappeared in the tunnel world at this time.

Everyone was puzzled, now is an important moment, why is Ye Feng not seen?
"Wait, Fellow Daoist Ye Feng is gone, could it be that..."

Houtu suddenly thought of something, and suddenly looked at Buzhou Mountain, his pupils shrank instantly, his face full of disbelief.

The other saints also looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, all showing expressions of shock and surprise.

Zixiao Palace.

The Destiny Demon God had a good time, watching the prehistoric situation with a very comfortable look.

The Taoist burning lamp next to him smiled and complimented:

"My lord has a good trick to kill people with a knife, and soon the twelve ancestor witches will be completely wiped out. At that time, Ye Feng will lose a right hand and a right arm without the help of the twelve ancestor witches. Fight."

The Destiny Demon God laughed loudly when he heard this, and said:

"Haha, Ye Feng, I will let you know what a stupid decision it was to reject my proposal before, and now I want you to regret it, lose everything, and sink into the boundless sea of ​​suffering!"

In his opinion, the Twelve Ancestral Witches must die this time, unless it is the mysterious Dao Realm powerhouse who makes the move, otherwise, their side will definitely win!

But when the voice of the Destiny Demon just fell, something happened in Buzhou Mountain.

"Wait, that's..."

The Destiny Demon God noticed it immediately, and then his pupils shrank, showing disbelief.

……

Buzhou Mountain.

The seven great sages cast a large formation, and surrounded the real body of Pan Gu fused with the twelve ancestral witches.

At this time, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches knew that the seven great sages' threats to refine Buzhou Mountain were false, and wanted to lure them out to prove it.

That's why at the moment the Twelve Ancestral Witches made their move, they activated the formation that had already been prepared.

"Kill the Twelve Ancestral Witches now, so there will be no future troubles!"

Di Jun stared at Pangu's real body with tearing eyes, and said almost as if he was gnashing his teeth.

"If you destroy the Demon Court, you should die by hacking into pieces!"

Donghuang Taiyi said extremely angrily.

Dijun was destroyed by Ye Feng and the others, and the demon court was rebuilt. This is an eternal pain for the two emperors of the demon clan.

Especially now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared in front of them, they were rivals who had been fighting each other for tens of thousands of years. Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi naturally hoped to kill them as soon as possible.

And they did exactly that. Before the words fell, countless killing sword qi had pierced through the void, surrounding and killing from all directions, with infinite murderous intent to lock on Pan Gu's real body, without giving the other party any chance to escape!

At this time, Pangu's real body has fallen into an absolute death situation, and it is already a dead end for him alone, and there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi showed happy smiles on their faces, as if they had seen the day when Pangu himself fell and avenged himself.