Prehistoric: From False Chaos God Demon Gou to Nu Wa Sanctification

Di Jiang roared wildly: "It's just a large formation of Zhoutian and stars. It is vulnerable to the formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals."

"What kind of garbage heaven, what shitty heaven, what kind of ant emperor, in front of us, like a mayfly shaking a tree, like a paper tiger, piercing through with one finger."

The majestic formation blasted out a super black light, killing the monster clan's formation.

Not to be outdone by Zhou Tianxing's formation, they blasted out a super blue light.

Di Jun said: "A group of barbarians are not worthy to seize the land."

"Do you think that the quasi-sage of Houtu, the Great Perfection, can do whatever he wants? You really can't control yourself."

Taiyi said: "A mere ancestral witch can't reverse the trend of the monster clan defeating the witch clan."

One black and one blue, two super terrifying offensives bombarded each other.

Between the sky and the earth, it was like a doomsday meteor shower descending, suddenly the landslides and the ground cracked, shaking.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground, and huge pits and blood lakes were formed in an instant.

The Great Formation of the Gods of the Twelve Capitals and the Great Formation of the Zhoutian and Stars clashed non-stop.

Every attack is mighty and difficult to resist.

In every offensive, the two sides can cancel each other out.

The galaxy is dim, the sun and the moon are dark, and the universe is turned upside down.

The two killing formations are fighting each other, and neither will obey the other, and neither can do anything to the other.

The monster clan and the witch clan are fighting desperately, endlessly.

Above the sky, Lao Tzu rode a yellow ox, poking the horns of the ox with his right hand.

"Second brother, third brother, long time no see. You have lost weight."

"Who do you think will win?"

Yuan Shi sat on the five-colored bull, playing with the three precious jade Ruyi with both hands.

"Brother, do you want to bet on 1000 million nine-turn golden pills?"

"My little brother wins the bet on the witch race."

Tong Tian sat on the back of the rhinoceros, and said with a slight smile: "The same is true for the younger brother. The bet on the witch clan wins."

"If the younger brother loses, we can arrange a large guardian formation for Shouyang Mountain."

Lao Tzu chuckled and said, "Do you think that the gods of the Twelve Capitals can't summon Pangu's true body through the formation of the gods?"

"Second brother, third brother. You lost."

"The Witch Clan must have summoned them."

"Teacher's words are not easy to use. The Twelve Ancestral Witches must think that the Houtu is the quasi-sage and the Great Perfection, and the summoned Pangu's real body can kill Dijun and Taiyi in seconds."

"Even if the teacher comes, it's too late."

Yuan Shi said: "So what? Didn't the Wu Clan win in the end? Did they defeat the Yao Clan?"

Tong Tian said: "Could it be that the teacher appeared before Pan Gu's real body called?"

Lao Tzu smiled and said nothing.

The fight below was in full swing, and the battle was extremely fierce.

I don't know how long they fought, but the Wu clan couldn't sit still.Because the evil spirit of Pangu Temple is not like the power of the starry sky, which is inexhaustible.

Di Jiang said: "Brothers and sisters, summon Pan Gu's true body immediately."

The other ancestor witches said: "No!"

The rest of the ancestral witches stood in different positions, arranged like a skeleton of the Dao body of Pan Gu.

Di Jiang stood in the head position, and the rest of Zu Wu followed along.

Xuanming and Houtu acted as the positions of the legs, supporting the entire behemoth.

"Pangu real body, get up!"

The Twelve Patriarch Wu Qiqi chanted secret words and finally shouted.

A coercion comparable to that of a saint swept across the earth from here.

Di Jun and Tai looked at each other.

Di Jun said: "Damn it, it's this real Pan Gu again. What should I do?"

Tai Yidao: "There is no other way, we can only control the Zhou Tian Xing Chen array to head-to-head."

Pangu's real body is like a giant, rushing straight into the clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

Standing majestically on the ground.

Di Jiang was standing high, overlooking the ground, and screamed, "Di Jun, Tai Yi, take a punch from Pan Gu's real body."

Pan Gu's real body waved his right hand, and his fists hit the Zhou Tian Xingchen formation like an overwhelming mountain.

Wherever it passed, the air set off a torrential heat wave, breaking away the clouds in the distance.

"hold onto!"

Tai Yi urges the Chaos Clock to bless the formation of Zhou Tian and Stars.

clang!
Dijun urged Hetu Luoshu to bless in the formation.

"A mere punch is like hitting cotton on the surface of a lake."

boom!
Pan Gu's real body punched Zhou Tianxing's formation.

With a resounding sound, the formation was almost knocked into the air.

Many strong monster clans in the formation were shocked to death, injured, and disabled by the huge impact force, and a large number of them died.

"Hateful. This power is comparable to the second heaven of a saint."

Di Jun's heart was bleeding, looking at the powerful monsters who fell on a large scale.

Tai's eyes were full of unwillingness, and he said angrily: "Our brothers are only in the mid-stage of quasi-sage, how can we carry it?"

"Aren't those saints on our side? Are they watching a play?"

In the sky, Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti are eating melons and watching a show.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had already noticed it.

But they can't help these saints.

Zhunti said: "They found us. Brother, is it so chaotic? It's not easy to recruit people into the group. There are many dead and disabled. It is impossible for the Wu clan to join the group. Without the soul and mana, what a bunch of waste."

Then he said: "The strong monsters here are so-so. It's a pity that they are rebellious and need to be beaten. Let's see."

"This Emperor Jun and Tai Yi dare not offend our saint. Don't worry."

The blow of the Twelve Patriarch Witch Jian Pangu's real body caused terrifying damage to the monster clan's formation.

"Hahahaha. Pfft!"

Di Jiang laughed wildly and ended up getting a mouthful of blood.

"Brother, you are invincible. The power of Pan Gu's real body is already comparable to that of a saint in the second heaven."

"Brother. Pay attention to your kidneys. Don't act too hastily."

"Brother. As the main force, you should pay attention to your body."

"."

"That's right. Because of the great blessing of me, the quasi-sage, the Great Perfection, did Pan Gu's real body break through from the first heaven of saints to the second heaven of saints?" Hou Tu couldn't stop thinking.

But in this case, it will be quite difficult for Di Jiang and other ancestor witches to control Pan Gu's real body.

The power of Pangu's real body became stronger, and the price was even higher.

The current power of Pangu's real body is comparable to that of the saints in the second heaven of saints.

Lao Tzu said: "This power is extraordinary. The strength of my brother is the second level of a saint."

"If you go all out, you can defeat this group of ancestor witches."

Yuan Shi said: "The same is true for my younger brother."

"Hmph. Did Jieyin and Zhunti come to our east again to steal chickens and dogs? They practice pyramid schemes everywhere, and they will definitely attract people to Western religions. Do you want to teach them a lesson?"

"The strength of these two people is the second level of saints, and they have just stepped into it. They can't beat our brothers."

Tong Tian said: "Second brother. Are you eating farts? The saint doesn't have much distance from the difference in realm."

"It's the second level of saints. It's hard to say whether you win or lose."

"Even if it's the same for Saint Dzogchen and Saint's early stage fights. It depends on whose persistence persists, whoever mobilizes the most power of heaven and earth, and whoever has the last laugh."

The powerful monster clan and the strong wizard clan on the ground fought desperately, but were not affected by the counter-bombing formation.

Blood flowed like a river, hundreds of millions of dead bodies lay, and both sides stood on the mountain of corpses to tear apart.
"Hahaha!"

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, you two crows. This is just the first punch."

"Next, let me show you, what is the creation of the world?"

Di Jiang and other ancestral witches controlled Pangu's real body, and the huge phantom of the ax that opened the sky moved.

"Pangu's real body, open up the world!"

The light of the ax is like the power of time and age, across the distance of time and space, it strikes towards the formation of Zhou Tian and stars.