Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

A group of water droplets that had already flown into the air stopped immediately.

"Fall for me!"

Duobao shouted loudly, swung his arm suddenly, and smashed down!

Whoa!

In an instant, all the flying water droplets were pulled down and landed on the ground again, turning into a blue ocean. With the sound of water flowing, everything returned to calm.

"Huh~" Duobao exhaled, looked at the re-stabilized ocean with satisfaction, and smiled: "Want to run? Can you run away?"

He also didn't expect that after he used the law of space to open up a space in every drop of water, a force would emerge from the chaos to pull them all into the chaos.

These water droplets all contain a powerful space, falling into the chaos, being nourished and bred by the chaos, can form a brand new world.

However, this is an ocean created by Duobao himself, so how can Chaos take advantage of it?

Therefore, he pulled down the water droplets vigorously.

After doing all this, Duobao glanced at the twelve ancestor witches who had been completely sluggish, shook his head, took a step forward, and disappeared in front of the ancestor witches.

In the simulated prehistoric world, there are four seas in the south, east, north, and west. He has only completed the transformation of one sea. The matter is not over yet, and there are three seas.

It's all about balance.

After Duobao disappeared, the twelve ancestor witches slowly came back to their senses.

In the eyes, the strong shock lingered for a long time.

Zhu Rong opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Gong Gong carefully looked at the sea water below him, squatted down, and stretched out his palms, trying to catch a ball of water.

"From~"

Gonggong yelled, his face turned red, and he managed to scoop up a handful of water.

One hand is not enough, two hands can barely hold it up.

The other ancestral witches were even more astonished when they saw Gong Gong's actions.

This side was originally an ordinary ocean, ordinary sea water, after Duobao's actions, it has been qualitatively improved.

For a witch who is the ancestor of water like Gonggong, it takes such a lot of strength to barely hold a handful of water, which shows the drama of its transformation.

"Yes, I'm weak, I'm too weak!"

Seeing Gonggong's flushed cheeks because he picked up the handful of water, Zhu Rong finally said: "Compared to this, we are really too weak!"

Zhu Rong felt uncomfortable all over, he is the ancestor of fire witch.

As the saying goes, water and fire restrain each other, and water is the most restraint of fire.

It's just that, at his level, strength, ordinary water, can no longer cause relative damage to him.

Therefore, walking in the great rivers and oceans has no effect.

Chapter 155 The Ancestral Witch Suppressed by the Sea

When the quality reaches a certain level, the attributes can be reversed.

The degree to which Zhu Rong can control the flames is considered top in the prehistoric world.

However, in this mutated ocean, he felt deeply uncomfortable.

"Not good!" Suddenly, Dijiang opened his eyes suddenly, found something, looked at Gonggong, and shouted: "Gonggong, throw it away."

Gonggong looked puzzled, throw it away?

What to throw away?

hum~

Whoa!

Rumble!

A series of inexplicable voices came, and a huge wave suddenly appeared in the ocean not far from the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"It's late!" Di Jiang hissed with despair on his face.

Gonggong was terrified, his scalp was numb, his whole body was trembling, and he wanted to escape, but he couldn't leave at all.

An inexplicable force came from his hands and landed on his body, fixing him in place.

It was the handful of water he had just picked up.

He finally knew what Dijiang made him lose.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Gonggong watched the huge waves rushing towards him in despair.

"Co-workers!"

The other ancestral witches hissed and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

"I want to too!" Gonggong said helplessly, "But, I can't hide, I can't move!"

"The situation is wrong!" Zhu Jiuyin frowned, mobilizing the power of time, trying to stagnate or even slow down the flow of time here.

Whoa!

The sound of rolling waves came, and the power of time appeared.

Standing in the middle of time, Zhu Jiuyin suddenly widened her eyes, and looked at the illusory sea air machine blocking in front of her.

He knew that it was not the real ocean, but just the manifestation of the energy of the ocean below him.

Because he wants to stop the flow of time in this ocean, causing the ocean to counterattack.

If he wants to save Gonggong, he needs to break this oceanic atmosphere.

Looking at the ocean, Zhu Jiuyin felt deep pressure.

That is almost an unimaginably huge obstacle!

He is not sure!

However, seeing that Gonggong was about to be hit by the waves, Zhu Jiuyin gritted his teeth fiercely, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and at the next moment, he mobilized the power of time and rushed towards the sea air machine!

boom!

Bang!

Zhu Jiuyin was kicked out of time, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, coughing continuously.

"Candle Nine Yin!"

Di Jiang roared, glanced at Zhu Jiuyin with a heavy expression on his face, then looked at Gong Gong, the space around him fluctuated and flickered, and his figure was illusory for a moment.

Bang!

A muffled sound emerged from Dijiang's heart.

Di Jiang's illusory figure solidified again, still in place, as if he had never left.

Except for the blood at the corner of his mouth and the chaotic breath on his body, it can prove that he has shot.

"What the hell is this!"

Zhu Rong yelled, the divine fire on his body was crushed by the power of the ocean the moment he appeared, and he roared in shock and anger.

He knew what this ocean was, but he couldn't help but curse at what happened in front of him.

"Gonggong, why are you so owed!"

Zhu Rong was extremely angry, and there were bursts of crisp sounds in his body, which was the price for him to forcibly exert his strength, under the suppression of Haiyang, forcibly shooting.

Following Zhu Rong's movements, a bright red flame burst out from between his eyebrows, carrying the power to burn the void.

In the outside world, just such a flame is enough to burn mountains and seas and destroy everything.

This is Zhu Rong's spirit and divine fire, extremely powerful.

However, placed here, under the oppression of the ocean, it is like an ordinary flame, which can barely maintain its existence and loses most of its power.

"Co-workers!"

With a loud roar, Zhu Rong used his last strength to push the flames towards Gonggong.

call out!

The flame broke through the air, came to Gonggong in an instant, appeared on top of his head, sprinkled flames, and protected Gonggong!

"Brother Zhu Rong!"

Houtu yelled.

The ancestral witches looked at Zhu Rong with eyes that were about to burst.

Zhu Rong's aura continued to decline, and the divine light in his eyes dimmed rapidly.

The blow just now had completely exhausted all his energy.

Whoa!

Under the eyes of the ancestor witches, Zhu Rong could no longer stand firm and fell into the sea below him.

"Blessing!"

Gonggong's eyes suddenly shed blood and tears, and he shouted heart-piercingly: "You bastard!"

Di Jiang took a deep breath: "Bushi Twelve Capitals, Gods and Demons!"

The ancestor witches didn't hesitate anymore, their breaths were connected, their strengths merged, and a chaotic and powerful aura appeared.

That air mechanism is extremely powerful, with the power to open up everything.

In the aura, a figure loomed, and before it fully appeared, the space around him was distorted.

With anger and remorse in the eyes of the ancestor witches, they used all their strength to cast the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, trying to gather Pan Gu's real body.

Seeing that Pangu's real body was about to appear, suddenly, a wave appeared out of thin air and hit the blurred figure.

boom!

Accompanied by a huge roar, the blurry figure immediately became even more blurred after being hit.

The faces of the ancestor witches turned pale. The wave seemed to hit them, their chests sank, and their breathing became disordered.

Before the ancestors could react, another wave appeared.

This time, the ancestor witches were completely desperate, and their faces turned even paler!

boom!

The waves didn't change because of their will, and hit the vague figure again.

This time, the fuzzy figure has become almost dissipated, and it is only with the support of the ancestor witches that he can maintain his own existence.

But this is already the limit!

The ancestor witches knew that they couldn't bear the third wave any longer.

But don't show up again!

The ancestor witches prayed unconsciously in their hearts!

Unfortunately, soon, the third wave appeared and fell, and the blurry figure was completely wiped out. The eyes of the ancestor witches went dark, and they lost consciousness!

"Duobao...what does he want to do?"

boom!

boom!

boom!

In the simulated prehistoric environment, three huge roars sounded in succession, and Duobao completed the transformation of the remaining three seas.

Just about to take a closer look at the changes and take a break by the way, I suddenly sensed what happened here, and stayed for a moment.

"You... are you looking for death?"