Fishing the heavens, the Styx fished out the fruit of the saint

In the boundless chaos!
The chaotic bells rippling, as if interweaving an elegy of life.

With an inexplicable sense of desolation.

The chaotic sea is billowing, the waves rise and fall unnoticed, as if they are undergoing a final farewell.

Quasi-sage realm is certainly considered to be the top powerhouse in heaven and earth.

But they fought for a long time.

Every blow is an explosion beyond its own limit.

Such a burst of super physical load can be tolerated within a short period of time.

But over time.

Coupled with the erosion of chaos, it can be said that today's Twelve Ancestral Witches and Yaozu's two great heavenly emperors have already reached the point where their fuel is exhausted.

"Om..."

With a void roar.

Dijiang punched out.

There is no longer that kind of earth-shattering domineering power.

Although this blow stirred up countless chaotic storms, in terms of lethality, it was completely different from before.

Dong Huangtai flew horizontally and was sent flying by a punch.

In the past, he could block such a blow at any time.

It's just that it's in a bad state right now.

I was exhausted all over, and I couldn't lift the slightest energy.

Even though the nerves issued instructions to avoid it, the body seemed to be out of control.

No corresponding action was taken.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood shot out, and at the last moment, the big bell was thrown out and hit Di Jiang directly, and the two sides seemed to exchange injuries for injuries.

As for the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons and the Great Formation of Zhoutian and Stars.

In these countless years of battle, it has already turned into fly ash.

The banner was broken, and the 360 ​​five stars were deified into powder.

Gong Gong and Zhu Rong staggered forward.

The final fight is going on!

pity!

They hurt too much!

The original power in the body was exhausted.

At this moment, the secret method is forcibly activated.

The body is like a pond that has been drained of water, how can it still burst out with a little bit of divine power!

The body moves between.

The fire poison of chaos erupted in its body.

The raging flames ignited their bodies.

At this moment, the two figures were like stone sculptures frozen in place, their vitality disappeared, and their dead breath exploded.

The two great ancestor witches of the witch clan—foolish!

Until their deaths, they still maintained the posture of advancing forward and fighting against the sky.

Between the prehistoric world.

The rain of blood flew, and the sound of mourning echoed in the sky and on the ground.

Countless prehistoric creatures looked sideways.

"This is, a supreme figure has fallen!"

There is a powerful man who said to himself: "" but he doesn't know who died in this chaotic dispute. "

at the same time.

The souls of the Wu clan trembled, and their hearts tightened inexplicably.

"This is, the ancestor witch has fallen?"

There is great grief and indignation from the witch clan, and the grief in his heart is full of heart.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are their leaders and also their beliefs.

At this moment, two of the twelve monuments of faith suddenly collapsed.

They sensed it immediately.

a time.

Countless creatures of the Wu Clan screamed loudly.

The expression was filled with disbelief, and full of disbelief.

"how is this possible?"

"The Twelve Patriarchal Witches are earth-shattering existences. Their achievements in this life are destined to stand shoulder to shoulder with their father, Pan Gu. How could they fall, and how could they just die?"

Some creatures of the Wu clan vomited blood, which was caused by the rush of breath.

"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous!"

The demon court creatures on the opposite side fell into inexplicable excitement.

A demon spirit spoke, and the words were full of sarcasm.

"Even with the power of the Great God Pan Gu, he cannot escape the fate of death and soul destruction."

"Don't say that the Twelve Ancestral Witches only have the posture to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Great God Pan Gu, even if they have reached the realm of the Great God Pan Gu, my Great Emperor can also suppress them."

These words are suspected of bragging.

It's just that the avatar of the Pangu heroic spirit summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches was able to hit the Eastern Emperor Taiyi who vomited blood and was seriously injured.

How can he fight against the real Pangu God.

That being said.

But it cannot be denied.

The status of the two heavenly emperors of the demon court in the demon clan.

Absolutely unparalleled existence.

They are the two sea god needles of the Demon Court.

With them, the demon court is not afraid of any existence.

Even if Pan Gu recovers, as long as the Heavenly Emperor gives an order, they dare to charge towards Pan Gu Great God.

The majestic and domineering appearance of the two great emperors seemed to have planted an invincible posture in the hearts of everyone in the demon court.

It's just, in the face of such cruel words from the demon spirit.

The Wu Clan creature couldn't find the slightest rebuttal.

The Wu clan, a race known for their wars, are not good at speech at all.

Even if he knew, that witch spirit was talking nonsense.

But he didn't know where to refute.

Facts speak louder than words.

Even though he intends to protect the reputation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But the fall of the two ancestor witches is an indisputable fact.

Facing the shackles of the Witch Clan.

On the other hand, the demon court seemed extremely excited.

Two of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches have been destroyed.

This shows that their emperor has already killed two powerful enemies.

The victory of this war must belong to their monster clan.

But it didn't take long for them to be happy.

Between the heaven and the earth, the rain of blood floated again, and the mourning sound of the heaven and earth reappeared.

This time, the faces of the creatures who have been reduced to the monster race are ugly.

Because, they had a hunch.

Di Jun, one of the two great heavenly emperors in his family, had his flame of life extinguished.

In chaos!
After the fall of Gong Gong and Zhu Rong.

The rest of the ancestor witches were sad, but they didn't show much sadness.

That's not to say they weren't emotionally attached.

Quite the opposite.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches have advanced and retreated together since they were conceived, as close as one person.

Now the siblings died tragically.

How they are not sad, how not sad.

However, the Wu clan is a race that fights against heaven and earth.

Death in battle is their best destination and their greatest glory.

In fact, when the battle is halfway through.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches seem to be ready to die at any moment.

Now brothers and sisters fight to the death.

What's the use of being sad?

It would be better to leave the useful body for the final battle.

Their deaths will not be in vain, and the balance of victory will eventually belong to the Wu Clan.

This is their belief that has never wavered.

Even if it is boiled, they can also boil the two heavenly emperors to death.

Then, Dijiang dragged Donghuang Taiyi back, and the other nine ancestor witches made their last efforts to attack Dijun together.

Under the strength of the Nine Great Ancestral Witches.

Di Jun was overwhelmed by the fight, and finally died in the chaos.

Therefore, this is the scene of Hong Huang's previous lich dialogue.

The line of sight returned to the Lich Battlefield in the prehistoric world again.

The members of the demon court who were about to laugh wildly, felt that the balance of victory was already waving to the demon clan.

After feeling the fall of one of his great emperors, his face was covered with frost, like a dead child.

No matter how ugly his face is.

At this point, a glimmer of hope emerged from the despair of the Witch Clan.

They know it.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, earth-shattering existences, how could they be defeated.

Even though two ancestral witches fell, how could the opposite emperor be safe.

Now, it is learned that Dijun has fallen.

Although they felt great pain in their hearts, they felt that the balance of victory had already tilted to the Wu Clan's side.