Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"Kill!!!"

"Kill!"

Countless Wu clan real bodies that were as tall as mountains, thousands of feet tall and hundreds of thousands of feet tall, roared and charged. Billions of Wu clan waved their hands, calling the wind and rain, summoning thunder and lightning, accompanied by various magical powers.

On the other side, there was an even larger army of demons, hundreds of millions of them, and each of the equally huge birds and beasts roared and charged.

On the vast prehistoric land, the armies of the Wu clan and the Lich clan were black and dense, just like the tides of two oceans, colliding together.

On the battlefield, the fierceness in the hearts of the Wu clan and the Lich clan monks seemed to be aroused, and all kinds of magical powers and sharp blades slashed at the enemy mercilessly.

The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a huge meat grinder, devouring and strangling countless lives every minute and every second.

Roars, shouts, and screams resounded throughout the prehistoric land, and the entire battlefield was stained red with endless blood, and there were hideous corpses and broken arms everywhere.

A huge foot fell down with a bang, and countless lives were instantly destroyed above this vast battlefield.

"Kill——"

The roars resounded throughout the battlefield.

One giant after another fought with the terrifying beasts, and every collision shook the whole world.

Every time they fought, countless lives fell in the aftermath.

Above the sky.

The eleven ancestor witches stood in the air, and Kuafu was surrounded by them, looking at Emperor Jun Taiyi and the millions of demons in the clouds in the distance.

Although they were both the dominant forces in the prehistoric world, in terms of sheer numbers, the number of demons far exceeded that of the witches by hundreds of thousands of times.

"Witches... today is the day for you to be exterminated!" Emperor Jun, wearing a golden robe of the Great Sun and the Golden Crow, stood at the forefront of all the demons.

"Destroy my witch clan... you are not worthy of it!"

The ancestor witch Zhu Rong laughed and sneered.

"Two flat-haired beasts, with a group of lackeys, want to destroy my witch clan? Who gave you the courage?"

"Your nine dead sons?" The Poisonous Ancestor Witch Shebi Shi also sneered.

Hearing about his sons, in the demon clan camp, Di Jun's face suddenly showed a gloomy look, and his eyes showed a deep murderous intent.

Xihe, who was at the front, looked at the ancestor witches in front of her with a ferocious face, and her eyes were full of crazy murderous intent, completely without the noble attitude of the sun goddess in her daily life.

"You... deserve to die!"

Di Jun spit out a few words coldly, and the star flag with the supreme sun painted on his head directly emitted a dazzling light.

In the clouds, hundreds of millions of demons roared at the same time, and the star flags were raised one by one, and endless starlight sprinkled above the sky.

The Zhoutian Star Array was formed instantly.

"Set up the array!"

Di Jiang roared.

The eleven ancestor witches and Kuafu directly activated the ancestor witch's true body, and endless evil spirits rose. That terrifying figure that looked like a god or a demon suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

"Zha!"

With a roar, the giant axe in Pangu's hand suddenly chopped down, and the black and red axe light directly chopped towards the Zhoutian Star Array above the sky.

The axe light and the star light collided.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the sun and the moon lost their light, and the entire prehistoric world seemed to tremble, and the avenue wailed.

"This..."

In the prehistoric world.

Countless powerful people who were in seclusion and practicing hard were awakened by the movement, and they looked at the turmoil in the prehistoric world in great astonishment.

"Is this... a war between witches and liches?"

"Are the two tribes of witches and liches fighting again?"

"Strange, why didn't I notice it in advance this time."

Countless powerful people looked at the turbulent prehistoric world, and they were all in doubt.

They were not surprised by the war between the witches and liches. After tens of thousands of years, the number of times the two tribes of witches and liches fought could not even be counted by them.

But...

They did not notice this war between witches and liches that was enough to cause turmoil in the whole prehistoric world in advance, which was worth their deep reflection.

"Heavenly secrets, the heavenly secrets are in chaos..."

Soon, some powerful people noticed the chaotic heavenly secrets between heaven and earth, and their faces changed drastically.

"This is... This is... the quantitative catastrophe!"

The voice of a powerful person who lived a long time ago trembled, and he looked at the turbulent prehistoric world with horror in his eyes.

They had all experienced the war between the three tribes, no, it should be said that they were cultivators who had experienced the war between the three tribes.

This scene of the chaos of the whole prehistoric heavenly secrets was a fear deeply engraved in their souls.

"How could it be? There are still tens of thousands of years in this era, how could this quantitative catastrophe come so suddenly."

Dozens of powerful people who recognized the quantitative catastrophe made a prompt decision.

Even though the witches and liches had just started the war, the powerful people were fleeing frantically, looking for a safe place to hide.

At this time.

On the battlefield of the two tribes of witches and liches, the majestic 'Pangu' s body swung an axe and split the Zhoutian Xingdou formation directly in half.

It is impossible to bind the real body of Pangu with the formation space.

"Hmph!"

In the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, Di Jun held the River Map and Luoshu and controlled the entire formation. His eyes were extremely cold and full of endless murderous intent.

"Do you think my Zhoutian Xingdou formation is still the same as it was billions of years ago?" On the River Map and Luoshu in Di Jun's hands, a Zhoutian Xingchen map changed rapidly.

The next moment.

The Zhoutian Xingdou formation, which was divided into two halves, emitted endless starlight, which shone in all directions. Wherever it passed, it all turned into the appearance of a vast starry sky.

In the empty and dark world, Pangu and hundreds of millions of witches were all bound in it, and countless witches looked at all directions vigilantly.

In the darkness, a bright light suddenly lit up, but this light was not light, but a ferocious murderous intent.

This light instantly penetrated the Wu clan army formation and disappeared in the darkness in another direction. Countless witches fell on the spot.

Then, in the dark sky, one, two, three... millions of them, countless lights lit up in the darkness.

"Damn it!"

In the real body of Pangu, the ancient witches looked at the scene in front of them with anger.

"Expand the formation!"

Di Jiang shouted without hesitation.

In the real body of Pangu, endless evil spirits permeated, covering the endless witches around.

The next moment, whether it was the weak ordinary witches or the strong witches, they all turned into streams of light and rushed towards the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons.

In an instant, millions of witches merged into Pangu.

The already extremely terrifying Pangu's body suddenly grew in size, and the terrifying power was rampant. He just waved the giant axe in his hand.

He directly split the darkness, revealing the real Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and the countless stars that were transformed by millions of demons.

"Zha!"

'Pangu' roared.

The space of the formation suddenly became turbulent, with cracks inch by inch, as if it was about to break.

"This..."

In the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, Di Jun looked at the giant 'Pangu' composed of the entire Wu clan with an ugly face.

He did not expect that the Wu clan's Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons formation could also integrate the entire Wu clan.

"Taiyi, Xihe, this Zhoutian Xingdou formation is handed over to you! Xihuang, Demon Master, let's go..."

Looking at the Zhoutian Xingdou formation that was almost broken directly, Di Jun made a quick decision, gave an instruction, and then transformed into his true body and flew away from the Zhoutian Xingdou formation.

And with Di Jun's action, Fuxi and Kunpeng also left the Zhoutian Xingdou formation together.

In the prehistoric times, because the Wu clan was absorbed into the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, the hundreds of millions of demons on the battlefield did not relax.

Instead, they stared at the Zhoutian Xingdou formation above with burning eyes, their eyes revealing fiery passion.

The moment Emperor Jun flew out of the formation, the Hetu Luoshu appeared directly above his head, and he shouted at the millions of demons below.

"Set up the Hunyuan Heluo formation!"

"Yes!"

The millions of demons who had been prepared shouted at the same time, and the seals were sacrificed by the strong men among the millions of demons.

Countless demons poured their magic power into the seals at the top, and millions of dark yellow runes poured out of the seals.

They connected in the sky.

Fuxi and Kunpeng stood among the millions of runes, commanding a part of the dark yellow runes respectively.

At this time, above the sky, the light of the Hetu Luoshu in Emperor Jun's hand was generous.

Shining on these millions of dark yellow runes, they began to transform into mountains, rivers, land, oceans, and even birds, beasts, fish, insects, and so on.

Hunyuan Heluo Formation!

If the previous Zhoutian Xingdou Formation was the sun, moon, stars, and the prehistoric starry sky.

Then the Hunyuan Heluo Formation laid out by Emperor Jun's Hetu Luoshu at this time was the mountains, rivers, and seas, and the vast prehistoric world.

"It's done!"

Emperor Jun looked at the vast prehistoric land around him, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Although he had already deduced this formation billions of times, he had never used it once in order to conceal the Wu clan.

Suddenly looking up, Emperor Jun looked at the scroll of Zhoutian Xingchen.

The Hetu Luoshu in his hand shone brightly, and this prehistoric world composed of the Hunyuan Heluo Formation slowly approached the Zhoutian Xingchen Formation on the horizon.

Zhoutian Xingdou Formation plus Hunyuan Heluo Formation!

Sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and seas...what?

It's prehistoric!

A complete and vast prehistoric world!

In the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

Pan Gu was waving the giant axe in his hand frantically, and the terrifying power condensed by countless witches was released.

The entire Zhoutian Xingdou formation was in turmoil, and countless demon gods and demon commanders were pale at this time, but they gritted their teeth and persisted with great determination.With the absolute upper hand, the will to destroy everything in the Pangu Axe in the hand of 'Pangu' was gathering.

With one swing of the axe, the void was directly shattered, as if the world was created, and it slashed towards the scroll of starlight.

"Hiss——"

The vast Zhoutian Star Array was directly cracked by this side, and the crack almost split the entire vast starry sky in half.

"Haha, another axe, this Zhoutian Star Array will collapse, demon clan, your doomsday has come!"

In 'Pangu', the ancestor witches were extremely excited.

"Something is wrong." Suddenly, Zhu Jiuyin's calm voice reached the ears of the excited ancestor witches.

"The strength of this Zhoutian Star Array seems to be much weaker than at the beginning!"

"After being hit by so many axes from us, this formation did not collapse directly, which is considered that they are resistant to beatings. The strength of the formation has been reduced, not..."

Before the voice fell.

The witches in Pangu were surprised to see the turbulent starry universe in front of them turned into the primitive world.

"Is this... can't bear it?"

As soon as the witches had this thought in their minds, they cut it off directly.

Although it was very similar, they could feel that the primitive world under their feet was not the real primitive world.

"Witch clan... today's primitive world formation that combines the Zhoutian stars and Hunyuan Heluo is your death place!"

Between heaven and earth, Di Jun's voice filled with endless murderous intent sounded.

"Buzhou-Mountain!!"

The moment the voice fell, a phantom of a vast sacred mountain suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, covering Pangu.

Endless and terrifying pressure pressed on Pangu from all directions. The terrifying binding force could not be broken free in a short time even with the power of Pangu's true body.

At this time, the originally peaceful world was in turmoil.

The sun, moon and stars in the sky shone brightly, with extremely hot and cold lights shining on Pangu.

Half of it was illuminated with fiery red, and the heat almost ignited Pangu's body, while the other half was extremely cold, and the frost slowly condensed and froze.

Countless starlights were like countless long arrows, densely piercing Pangu's body.

The earth was shaking and breaking, and the dark abyss cracks were densely packed and stretched for billions of miles.

The incredibly hot fiery red magma rolled and gushed out from the ground, leaving charred lines on Pangu's body.

In Pangu, the faces of the ancestor witches were gloomy.

It was not because of the injuries that did not hurt them, but because of the Buzhou Divine Mountain that trapped them.

In the prehistoric world, all sentient beings knew that this Buzhou Divine Mountain was the sky-supporting Divine Mountain transformed from the spine of the great god Pangu.

But at this time...

Their witch clan, their real body of 'Pangu', was trapped by 'Buzhou Mountain', even if it was just a phantom.

But this definitely touched the reverse scale of the ancient witches.

"Di Jun, you are looking for death--" Di Jiang roared.

A touch of chaos spread rapidly on the giant axe in the hand of 'Pangu's' real body, and it also began to change.

The giant axe that was almost as tall as 'Pangu' eventually became less than half the height of 'Pangu', ancient, simple, and ordinary.

But when it was held in the palm of 'Pangu's hand, a feeling of being able to create the world came to mind.

Tens of thousands of meetings, hundreds of times the real body of 'Pangu' appeared in the world, this was the first time that a sound other than a simple roar was made.

"Create the world!"