Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

Even if he broke through to the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian, he was still no match for Di Jun and others.

Thinking of this, Nu Wa turned her head viciously again, and glanced at Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi didn't speak.

It's the hands, compared to the shape of a dragon's claw.

As if trying to grab something and crush it.

Seeing this, Nuwa's pretty face flushed slightly.

The revenge of crushing the rabbit must be reported.

the other side.

Dijun's Lingbao hit Gonggong, and blood flowed instantly.

His injuries were heavier than Zhu Rong's.

Half of the body was directly shattered.

The endless law of yin and yang is destroying his vitality.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, dare you!"

Di Jiang roared, and the law of space surged, killing Di Jun and the others.

The other ancestral witches also turned into their own bodies and fought with Emperor Jun Taiyi.

In an instant, there was chaos in Zixiao Palace.

All kinds of supernatural powers began to wreak havoc, mana criss-crossing.

Most of the other innate gods dodged to prevent themselves from being accidentally injured.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun thought for a moment, then got up and attacked Zu Wu.

They had a good relationship with Emperor Juntai, and they couldn't sit idly by.

Moreover, Minghe is the master of Emperor Jun Taiyi, and he is kind to Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun.

Such a big man is no less than Daozu Hongjun.

The ninety-nine red cloud scattered soul gourd, which was urged by the red cloud.

The endless red sand covers the sky and covers the earth, hurting people's souls.

Ever since he was cheated in the first lecture, Hong Yun has turned black.

He secretly hunted and killed the prehistoric creatures, refining their primordial spirits into gourds.

The great good man began to wake up, and his killing intent boiled over.

Zhen Yuanzi sacrificed the book from the ground, pressing down on Zu Wu and others with endless thick and rustic atmosphere.

The ancestor of Kunpeng was in a tangle.

The ancestral witch is tyrannical and cannot be offended.

But Dijun Taiyi stood up for him when he was speaking.

Kunpeng already owed karma and had to pay it back.

Ultimately, it comes down to weighing the pros and cons.

Kunpeng left his seat, the air of Xuanshui surged, and he ruthlessly killed the Twelve Ancestral Witches and others.

Ji Meng and other subordinates also shot with all their strength.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong injured them, and this revenge must be avenged.

Soon, the situation in Zixiao Palace was overwhelming.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches are powerful, they cannot defeat so many people.

It's just gang fights like gangsters.

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin were already dumbfounded, and were forced to act without knowing why.

They even wanted to kill Zhu Rong and Gonggong.

Reckless, spicy chicken.

Why are there tears in my eyes, because the pig teammates are too pitiful.

Tong Tian and Yuan Shi wanted to make a move, but they were stopped by Lao Tzu.

Di Jun is too powerful to be offended again.

Accurately mentioned and received, sat obediently in the seat.

Lest other people think of them.

Gou Zhidao, used to the fullest.

The two looked happy.

In the past 1 years, they have gathered many souls to go to the west.

Fellow Daoists, please stay.

You have a destiny with me in the west.

It can be described as a real self-made.

Inside the Zixiao Palace, there are gusts of wind, and magical powers are flying.

The chaos of innate gods kicked off.

The scuffle started, and the chaos was like a pot of porridge.

Blood was scattered on the ground paved with Lingyu.

Hair, teeth, and bones were scattered all over the place.

Zixiao Palace was not destroyed.