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

A golden bridge of tens of thousands of feet resisted Pangu's law of force.

"Death to this emperor."

Di Jun's eyes were sharp, and he turned into a ray of light, which flashed directly to the chest of the giant Pangu.

"Die."

Di Jun opened his sharp claws and thrust them into Pangu's chest.

In an instant, the evil spirit dissipated, and blood was dripping.

A blood hole suddenly appeared.

"Brother, get out of the way!"

Donghuang Taiyi followed closely behind, and he directly removed Pangu's limbs.

The limbs are separated from the body, and the evil spirit dissipates.

Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Xuanming, and Qiangliang, the four ancestral witches, were scarred and sluggish.

They were physically disabled and strong, staring at the demon emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi viciously.

"And us."

Thousands of quasi-holy demon generals followed closely behind.

Countless supernatural powers and magic power hit the remaining torso and head of the Pangu giant.

The next moment, the blood exploded.

Pangu's true body dissipated directly into the Nether Blood Sea.

Countless blood essence of the ancestral witches turned into a part of the sea of ​​blood.

The eleven ancestral witches were all sluggish and seriously injured.

"Pangu Palace, the innate treasure, my emperor accepts it."

Di Jun smiled evilly, and he grabbed the Pangu Temple, which is thousands of meters high, with one claw.

"I still want to escape, my brother will help me."

"Tai Chi diagram, suppression."

Di Jun shouted loudly, and the Pangu Palace trembled continuously.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi rang the Chaos Bell.

The bell to suppress time and space rang leisurely.

Under the power of the two treasures, the Pangu Palace was finally defeated.

Later, Emperor Jun included it in the Tai Chi diagram.

"Pangu Hall..."

"Father, we are not filial!"

Dijiang spurted out a stream of blood, and tears blurred his eyes.

"I will spare your lives this time."

"Get out of here."

"By the way, let me remind you."

"The Witch Clan has been stolen again."

Chapter 182 The Tribulation of the Witch Clan

Buzhou Mountain.

Witch tribe.

The ancestor witch of Houtu was already dead.

The other ancestral witches went to the Nether Blood Sea again.

Now the interior of the witch clan is empty, with only nearly a hundred great witches guarding it.

Among them, Xing Tian and Chi You have reached the middle stage of quasi-sage.

Most of the other great witches are early quasi-sages, and some are even Da Luo Jinxian.

Kuafu and Dayi, these two famous great witches, have only reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

At this time, these big witches all looked ugly.

I saw two Taoist priests with yellow and emaciated faces appearing in the sky above the Wu clan.

They are slovenly and unkempt.

But every move contains the rhyme of heaven.

"I am Zhunti, this is my senior brother."

"The witch clan is blinded by the amount of calamity, and their minds are not revealed. We are saving you from the fire and water."

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore."

"You have sinned deeply, only we can help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering and enter the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

"Can't kneel down and join the Western religion?"

Zhunti and Jieying smiled slightly, their solemn voice resounded in the ears of all the witches.

In those words, a mysterious force suddenly appeared.

Some witches with low cultivation and weak minds slowly walked towards Zhunti as if they were being drawn.

"I am willing to repent and join the Western religion."

"Amitabha, the mother of the Buddha is kind. From then on, I am not a witch, but a Western believer."

Those wood-like witches made dull voices.

Apparently, they were overrated.