The strongest shuttle system

Every time the knife is cut, it will take away the resentful blood floating in the void.

Every time the sword fell, it left a wound on a witch god.

However, the Twelve Sorcerer Gods are not easy people.

No less tyrannical than the real Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Twelve quasi-holy-level powerhouses jointly attacked, and the cooperation was perfect.

12 people form an formation, and the combat power is increased by twelve times.

After a long battle, one of Lin Fan's arms was chopped off.

The severed arm was instantly swallowed and turned into a part of the twelve witch gods.

It was only then that Lin Fan noticed that every drop of blood he dripped would be absorbed by the twelve witch gods and become part of their energy.

Lin Fan knew that the situation would get worse if it went on like this.

"Six Paths of Samsara Fist!"

The emperor-level boxing technique unfolded, transcending Lin Fan's Heavenly Sword technique.

The fist shattered the mountains and rivers, and the twelve witch gods were beaten to pieces in an instant, and red blood continued to ooze out.

boom

The bones of the witch god were smashed.

Lin Fan shot ruthlessly.

Thousands of hands or seal blows down, or cut down with a knife, or strike with a sword, the more you fight, the stronger you get.

The twelve witch gods were beaten up by Lin Fan and cried out in pain.

"Zhulong, do it yourself, or you will be slashed by the sword alone."

Lin Fan hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly felt a terrifying wave that made his heart palpitate.

It's as if an ancient giant god woke up from a deep sleep and a seal, flexed his muscles and bones, and wanted to open up the world.

Heaven and earth screamed.

That was the sound of heaven and earth about to burst.

The twelve witch gods disappeared, replaced by a roar, the roar of the giant god who opened the sky.

"Pangu!"

Lin Fan looked at the god-man standing between the stars.

He couldn't see the face clearly, but Lin Fan knew that it was Pan Gu, to be precise, it was Pan Gu's real body.

When the twelve ancestor witches gather together, they can summon the true body of Pangu.

The twelve witch gods summoned by the candle dragon's ghost can also summon Pan Gu's real body.

Pan Gu's real body raised the sky-opening axe.

Although the Sky-Opening Ax in Zhenshen's hand was formed by immortal essence and rules, the destructive power and unscrupulous power contained in it were no longer as simple as the addition of the power of the twelve ancestor witches.

Instead, it reproduces part of the power of Pangu's creation of the world.

Slashing down with the ax is exactly the ax technique that splits the chaos and opens the sky.

If Xing Tian's sky-opening ax method is Yinghuo, then Tiandi's sky-opening ax method is a big fireball, and Pangu's real body's sky-opening ax method is Haoyue.

How dare the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon.

From the point of view of intention alone, Xingtian and Tiandi are left out.

Intention doesn't mean strength, it's just coercion, plus a part of strength.

Under the Sky Axe, Lin Fan felt the powerlessness and fragility of his soul.

"Nine tactics of the heavenly sword, the tactics of cutting the sky and destroying the sky!"

Lin Fan made sword moves with one saber and one sword.

The Heavenly Sword Nine Jue was born to deal with Kaitian.

It's the same moves as Kaitian.

boom

The bright light exploded, and the two sword glows that Lin Fan had cut shattered.

lost?

No!

"Heavenly Emperor Fist!"

Qianshou hit Ye Tiandi Tiandi Fist with all his strength.

The emperor's might is vast and unstoppable, even Pangu's real body collapsed under the fist of the Heavenly Emperor.

"how is this possible?"

Zhulong Yinhun couldn't believe that Pan Gu's real body was destroyed by Lin Fan's fist.

The collapsed real body did not disappear, but scattered into blood.

Seeing that it was about to condense again, the Blood Demon Sword cut towards the bloody water.

Xie Yi's sword absorbed all the blood, resentment, and death energy.

"Why is it impossible? After all, they are not the real Twelve Ancestral Witches?" Lin Fan asked.

When masters compete, they fight for every cent, and for an instant.

Snipers even have to consider wind power and air humidity in sniping, let alone quasi-holy masters.

A dragon sword slashed at it, interrupting the Blood Demon Sword's absorption of blood energy.

The blood dripped down and appeared behind the shadow of Zhulong.

This time, they no longer transformed into twelve witch gods, but merged into two people.