Hong Huang: I, Styx, stepped on the way of heaven and suppressed all beings

Somewhere in Buzhou Mountain.

Kunpeng, Jimeng, Jiuying, Yingzhao are hiding in the void.

The monster clan of a thousand Da Luo Jinxians has been collected by Kunpeng in the Beihai God's Mansion.

"Monster, when will you do it?"

Ji Meng stared at the Wu tribe a million miles away, and licked his lips.

With so many witches, you can enjoy the delicious food.

"Don't worry, wait for the Twelve Patriarchal Witches to form a large formation of the Twelve Capitals, and then do it."

"At that time, their attention will definitely be on the Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor."

"Besides, if you forcibly stop the formation, you will suffer backlash."

"As long as we take action at this time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will have no spare power to save the Wu tribe."

Kunpeng analyzed for a while, which made Jiuying and Yingzhao admire him.

As expected of the demon master Kunpeng, what a fucking talent.

The four of them, Kunpeng, were still as steady as old dogs.

They are waiting for their chance to strike.

"Brother, why don't we make a move."

"Di Jun and Tai Yi were entangled by Di Jiang and other ancestral witches."

"As long as we help the other ancestral witches and destroy the seven demon saints, Dijun and Taiyi will be doomed even if they have great supernatural powers."

Nuwa said swearingly.

Obviously, Jie Qi has entered the body.

The pain of being ravaged by Zhen Yuanzi has been completely forgotten.

Knowing about Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun and Di Juntai have a good relationship.

At this time, you have to cross your legs.

It's a fart to dream, but Nuwa thinks it's beautiful.

Unfortunately, the ideal is very full, the reality is very skinny.

Nü Wa is bound to escape the murderous hands.

"Dashan, my brother and sister, it's time to act."

Fuxi was also blinded by the catastrophe.

The halo of reducing intelligence is so terrifying.

The potential of Fuxi in Lich's Calamity has not been stimulated yet.

Only when the emperor returns to the throne, can Fuxi truly gain supreme strength.

"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jiang, my brother and sister are here to help you kill the demon clan."

Nuwa Fuxi roared.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, my Wu Clan will thank you once this battle is over."

Di Jiang was overjoyed, he didn't expect Nuwa Fuxi to make a move at this time.

"You don't need to thank me. We are both living beings of Buzhou Mountain and enjoy Pangu's blessings. My brother and sister must defend the dignity of Buzhou Mountain."

Fuxi has a dignified appearance and a face full of justice.

But his eyes glanced at Dijun's Hetu Luoshu.

This thing is destined to be with me, Fuxi!

The way of heaven is unfair, this is my magic weapon to prove the way of Fuxi.

Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of Emperor Jun, which really made the treasure dusty.

As long as Di Jun is killed, this treasure will be mine.

Fu Xi's wishful thinking was very good.

Help the Wu Clan destroy Emperor Jun Taiyi, they still don't obediently offer such treasures.

Anyway, the ancestral witch didn't cultivate the primordial spirit, so such treasures were useless.

On the other side, I saw Nuwa Fuxi making a move.

Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed.

"Hongyun, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun looked at each other, and they shot together.

The book from the ground, ninety-nine red clouds scattered soul gourd, bursting out with endless divine light.

The two have a tacit understanding.

Zhenyuanzi and Nuwa are together.

Fuxi and Hongyun fought together.

In an instant, the battle situation became anxious.

Nuwa beheaded the corpse to become a quasi-sage, using the top-grade innate spirit treasure.

This is the spirit treasure that she and Fuxi robbed several races and exterminated them.

Fuxi is also a top-grade innate spirit treasure.

As for the best innate spirit treasure, none of them have seen it.

There is no way, the number of top-grade innate spirit treasures in the prehistoric world is very small.

Some of them are owner-owned.

Hongjun Taoist ancestor even plucked his hair, and collected countless innate spiritual treasures.

Where is it like the Styx, so kind.

He basically doesn't like the innate spirit treasures of the upper middle class.

There is a top-grade Xiantian Lingbao, which was obtained by killing the old red-haired ghost.

Today, it is still used as a hatchet somewhere in Sanxian Island.

Styx has left countless opportunities for Honghuang.

Nuwa struggled to fight with Zhenyuanzi.

There are also strong and weak points among quasi-sages.

Zhen Yuanzi cut off the good corpse with the best innate spiritual treasure book, and his strength naturally surpassed that of Nu Wa.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you die for me."

Frightened, some Da Neng softened on the spot.

Nima!

Can you still have fun.

Nu Wa directly turned into the body.

A body of millions of feet spans the void.

A snake tail.

The scale armor covered the whole body, and evil spirit gushed out.

Nuwa flicked the tail of the snake and kept pulling towards Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi is also true.

The phantom of the ginseng fruit tree suddenly appeared, entangled with Nuwa.

Fuxi on the other side was even worse.

Ever since Hongyun became a little bit black, he has killed decisively.

The endless red sand made Fuxi unable to open his eyes.

In the dark, Hongyun also gave Fuxi a few fatal attacks from time to time.

Nuwa and Fuxi are temporarily entangled in the work of Zhen Yuanzi.

They were already unable to take action to deal with the Seven Great Demon Saints.

Seeing this, Di Jiang was very indignant.

Yuanzi of this town, Hongyun.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches will definitely not spare them.

"Brothers and sisters, capture the thief first and capture the king first, and set up a large array of gods and demons in the twelve capitals."

An inexplicable feeling of irritability hit God Jiang's heart.

He wants a quick resolution to the fight.

The remaining seven witch clans heard Dijiang's call.

Instantly cast all the laws, knocking Bai Ze and the other seven demon saints into the air.

Turning around, the twelve ancestor witches joined together.

The hideous figure of twelve million feet stands on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

The twelve ancestral witches occupy twelve positions.

They surrounded Emperor Jun and Tai Yi.

In an instant, a majestic evil spirit enveloped the sky above Buzhou Mountain.

With the operation of the Great Formation of the Gods and Demons in the Twelve Capitals, Pangu's will began to condense.

A figure of Pangu unexpectedly appeared out of nowhere.

However, the strength of Pan Gu's true body is at most late quasi-sage.

Ever since the chaotic ink unicorn killed Pangu, most of Pangu's will in the prehistoric world had dissipated.

Invisibly, it helped Heaven a lot.

Pangu's will was condensed, and the twelve ancestor witches directly merged into that Pangu's real body.

This style of play was the first time the Twelve Ancestral Witches used it.

The last time Luofengpo fell was to revive Pangu.

This time, it was a battle of life and death.

"The gods and gods of the Twelve Capitals are in a great formation, do you really think that this emperor can't do anything to you?"

Di Jun sneered.

He also has cards.

"Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, get up!"