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

As soon as Zhun raised his mind, the endless blood was condensed by him.

A mass of hundreds of millions of feet of blood must be collected in the bag.

This is excellent fertilizer for cultivating blood spirit fruit, so it cannot be wasted.

"No!"

Countless witches were devastated.

Even the converted witch man shed tears of blood.

Pick up, quasi mention.

Killing people with one hand and punishing one's heart with one hand, and playing with perfect proficiency.

"Destroy!"

As soon as Jieyin raised his hand, the power of a saint suddenly appeared.

The great array of gods and gods in the twelve capitals disappeared into nothingness and dissipated.

There are also some witches who were directly murdered and turned into meatloaf.

Jieying also relied on the spirit of diligence and thrift to get it into his pocket.

"Evil thief! Traitor!"

"The prostitute! The traitor!"

"Second Saint of the West, take your life!"

Headless Xingtian, dragging his seriously injured body, stepped forward to meet Zhunti.

Humiliated, unwilling.

"I control my own life!"

"Saint, I can also be beheaded!"

A roar resounded through the nine heavens.

"Ant, you are courting death!"

If you raise your hand, Xing Tian will be killed.

"Brother, why not turn such a beast into a slave of the West."

"He seems to be breaking through."

Zhunti is very interested.

As soon as the voice fell, Xing Tian's aura rose several times.

Bang bang bang!

Several thunderclaps appeared in his body.

The law of force wraps Xing Tian.

The next moment, there was a bang.

Xing Tian's body soared several times.

Quasi-St.

Xing Tian actually reached the late quasi-sage period.

The rapid progress of this cultivation base made the other wizards very happy.

Could it be that headless can become stronger?

It's too outrageous.

Just when Xing Tian went to Zhunti again to pick him up and kill him.

A door of space appeared in the sky above the Wu Clan.

"No!"

Di Jiang flashed and came behind Xing Tian.

"Space cage."

The supernatural power suddenly appeared, and Xing Tian was controlled by Di Jiang.

A quasi-sage late stage, going to kill a saint.

Isn't this going to die?

Now Xing Tian can become an ancestor witch.

The ancestral witch version of the Twelve Capitals is a large array of gods and gods.

It's full of people!

Chapter 183 Dijun disrupted the situation, Zhunti picked up and killed thousands of witches

"Dijiang Ancestral Witch!"

All the witches hurriedly bowed down.

Their backbone has finally arrived.

"Zhunti, reception, you guys are going too far!"

"Today's matter, you must give me an explanation."

Looking at the chaotic Wu tribe, Di Jiang showed murderous intent.

"Why, do you want to slaughter the saint?"

Zhunti scratched his head disdainfully.

Sanctification is so invincible.

"It seems that your Pangu Temple is gone, die laughing!"

"Hahaha……"