martial law

Di Jun roared angrily, and had no choice but to order the five demon gods in 360 to gather the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation quickly.

Gather back the scattered power, and then gather in the Demon Court and Heavenly Palace, gather the power of all the demons, and confront the real body of Pangu, which is formed by the joint efforts of the twelve ancestor witches.

Hetu Luoshu set up the battlefield, covering the center of the prehistoric continent, and the star power of the Zhoutian array turned into the power of a saint, punishing like the law of heaven;

The sound of the chaotic bell was deafening, welcoming the confrontation head-on.

360 The five demon gods hissed and shouted at the same time.

Hundreds of millions of weaklings from the two races of the monster and the monster race can no longer participate in the high-end battle except for cheering.

They could only see that the indescribably huge giant, swinging the huge axe, went straight to the light and shadow of the sky where the stars were condensed. After each impact, the star light became weaker and weaker, and the star formation also began to crack. perish.

As for the demon sage and demon king, they fell down like dumplings, under the frenzied attack of the twelve ancestor witches, and their spirits and souls were completely wiped out.

Chapter 722 Don't dare to disobey

"Is the demon clan coming to an end?"

Changxi was dumbfounded.

Body trembling.

At this time, the battle between the prehistoric witches and witches was infinitely upgraded, and the aftermath of power enveloped the entire world. All living beings with spirits could sense it and see it, and they were all terrified.

Even the East China Sea Crane Island protected by Yang Lin's array, the two little cranes, Xiaolan and the others had long been crushed by the power and lay on the ground, looking up at the sky.

They just feel that the sky is going to collapse and the earth is going to collapse.

A feeling of doom quietly surfaced in my heart.

"If they really lose their temper, the Zhoutian Xingchen array explodes, the monster clan desperately, the witch clan's twelve capitals, the gods and demons array, will also explode at the same time, and the huge energy will hit the prehistoric world. This world may be destroyed. once."

Yang Lin could see it more clearly than Changxi.

Of course he could clearly see that the Twelve Capitals' gods and gods formed a large formation, and Pangu's true form, condensed with evil spirits, was extremely powerful, but its combat power was still higher than that of the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation.

However, because the 12 people don't cultivate the primordial spirit, to be honest, they can't control this power perfectly, at most they only control [-]% to [-]% of it.

It doesn't matter if the monster clan's formation is not broken, they can still control it, but once the star battle formation of the saint's level of combat power explodes, facing the unparalleled impact, the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods formation will also immediately Just can't control it.

These two forces, showing their power at the same time, have already exceeded the limit of the world.

At this time, who will be most anxious?

Neither Yang Lin, nor Sanqing, nor Nuwa, Jieyin, Minghe and others.

Because it's useless for them to be anxious, their strength has not reached this level, they can't stop them, and they don't even have the qualifications to fight.

"Mulan tree, I know you are very strong. Could it be that even you can't stop this catastrophe?"

"I can't either. Although the combat power of the saint level is only one level higher than my current level, it is a world of difference. Once it is forced to intervene, the explosive warriors of the witches and witches will be a precedent."

Hearing Yang Lin's words, Changxi's eyes flashed a trace of sadness.

She really hated this day.

He thought that he could live happily ever after until the end of time.

Unexpectedly, happiness is always short-lived.

No sooner has the true taste of life been tasted than life is coming to an end.

This is not the death of individuals, but the end of the world.

She had no intention of resisting at all.

"I don't know if my sister is feeling sad at this time, will she still think of me?"

Changxi hugged Yang Lin's arm tightly, a figure appeared in his mind, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye...

She no longer watched the wild and earth-shattering battle in the prehistoric hinterland, but only looked at Yang Lin's face with complex eyes, as if she wanted to engrave this face deeply into her heart.

till the end of the world.

never forget.

"Don't worry, the prehistoric world will not collapse yet. You have forgotten one person who cares more about the stability and order of this world than anyone else..."

Yang Lin couldn't help laughing, this remark was still unreasonable, you see, it frightened Changxi.

However, it is quite good to be able to see Changxi's heartless and sincere side in daily life.

"You mean, Taoist ancestor? Hongjun Taoist ancestor?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier? It made me worry to death..."

Changxi's eyes widened, her voice raised an octave, and she almost jumped up for joy.

She was terribly frightened just now, and her heart was full of great worries. She didn't even think about it, or she didn't dare to think about what the high and untouchable Taoist ancestor would do.

At this time, Yang Lin woke up.

Only then suddenly remembered.

The last time she heard the sermon, she should have known that when Taoist ancestor preached, the rules he spoke were biased towards powers such as order and creation.And he has spent so much effort to educate all spirits in the world, and to guide all cultivators to build a prosperous and beautiful prehistoric world, which is not for people to destroy.

He has the motivation and the ability to intervene in this battle.

In the eyes of Daozu Hongjun, the Zhoutian Xingdou formation of the monster clan, and the Twelve Capitals of the Wu clan, the Tianshensha formation, should be children's playthings.

After all, the saint-level strength obtained by gathering the power of the crowd is still a bit inferior to the saint-level power that is truly achieved by self-cultivation. What's more, Daozu Hongjun has been sanctified for many years. After so many years, his strength I don't know what level to upgrade to.

As long as he wants to make a move, even if the two clans of witches and witches fight, they will not be able to break this world.

After figuring this out, Chang Xi immediately stopped worrying.

In the prehistoric world, it was raining blood at this time.

The walls of the world are creaking and creaking, and all souls are weeping...

At this moment, a sigh suddenly appeared in the hearts of all living beings.

The huge figure who slashed wildly with his ax and slashed the demon clan's heavenly court, suddenly seemed to be cut off, and his movements froze.

And the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation that seemed to explode in the next moment also stopped functioning in an instant, revealing Di Jun and Tai Yi in the eyes of the core formation.

At this time, the complexions of the Yaoruan emperors were all pitch-black, their bodies were covered with bloodstains, and their breathing was unstable. Obviously, the battle had reached the end of the mountain and they were planning a fatal blow.

At this most critical moment, a thin and slender figure appeared in midair.

This person was dressed in a gray robe, his face could not be seen clearly, and his body was not considered tall...

However, as long as he is suspended in midair, he is the center of the world.

It was Hongjun Daozu.

"See teacher."

Di Jun and the others were surprised at first, and then ecstatic.

Almost blew up just now.

At this time Hongjun Daozu appeared, making it clear that he came to stop the war.

If the Yaozu Star Dou Grand Formation had just been completed, and he was full of ambitions and wanted to dominate the world, he would definitely not be happy to see Daozu Hongjun appear.

However, it is completely different now.

Most of my heart is joy and excitement.

Finally, he saved his life, and he also saved the huge monster clan heaven, the lives of hundreds of millions of monster clans.

However, with the appearance of Daoist Hongjun, why can't he control a little power?

Di Jun was terrified in his heart, he only felt a heavy coercion pressing on his heart, he wanted to mobilize his vitality and arouse his soul, but found that it had no effect.

At this moment, he was as weak as a mortal.

Turning his head to look, he saw Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi and Kunpeng, and even the 360 ​​five demon gods, Xihe and others, all of them were shaking, their eyes were startled, and their breathing was disordered...

"In the eyes of Taoist ancestors, we are all ants. Just looking at it, we knock down the dirt, life and death are involuntary..."

The gleam of joy that had just risen in Di Jun's heart receded like a tide, and only a sense of powerlessness remained in his heart.

I bowed my head, and didn't dare to say a word, and didn't dare to take a look.

He knew that the gap between himself and Daozu Hongjun was really too big, there was absolutely no need to compare.

What about the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

With a wave of Daoist Hongjun's robe sleeve, twelve figures fell into the sky, their faces were pale and their bodies were weak.

Controlling Pan Gu's true form and manipulating the Great Formation of God and Fiend, they also felt that their bodies were almost exhausted after just such a short battle.

The most frightening thing was that with the appearance of this old man who couldn't see his face clearly, the fighting spirit and fighting spirit in their hearts completely disappeared, and their blood also froze, and they couldn't feel a trace of strength.

It was like meeting a ferocious tiger when he was just born, when he was still a toddler.

It seemed that in the next moment, they would be swallowed by the fierce tiger and turned into blood, and an involuntary shock appeared in the hearts of the ancestral witches.

Houtu suppressed his mind, stabilized his soul's fright, quickly tugged at the brothers around him, winked, bowed and said, "See Teacher Hongjun."

"Okay, from today onwards, the monster clan controls the sky, and the witch clan controls the land. The two sides have a truce, and they are not allowed to start disputes arbitrarily."

Daozu Hongjun's tone was flat, his eyes were distant and indifferent, and he glanced at the leaders of the witches and witches present. Seeing that they felt chills in their hearts, he nodded, his body turned into a void, and disappeared.

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Chapter 723

Daozu Hongjun appeared in person to speak, although only a few words, but with great majesty.

The top demon kings and demon gods of the Yaozu have already gone to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the Tao. Even if the rules of respecting teachers and respecting the Tao are not made clear in this year, the principle of awe of the strong does not need anyone to go to it. Teach, this is engraved in the bones of all souls.

Except for Houtu, the other ancestors of the witch clan probably didn't have much idea of ​​the strength of ancestor Hongjun in the past.

After this face-to-face meeting, facing the ancestors, they formed a large formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals. In front of Hong Jun, they were completely powerless to fight back, and they were directly controlled and suppressed. The result made them feel deeply frightened.

The involuntary feeling of being weak, helpless, and pitiful made them both feel fresh and uncomfortable, and their arrogance was completely extinguished, and their arrogance was also eliminated a lot.

Since their birth, under the shadow of Pan Gu, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have always been powerful and fearless. There is no place in the world that cannot be visited, and there is no one who cannot be fought.

For countless years of fighting against the Yaozu, they just found it a bit tricky, and never felt that they were inferior to others.

On that day, they were picked by Yang Lin one by one, and after defeating each of them, the aura of the twelve ancestor witches was suppressed a bit, and then, the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation of the monster clan also made them feel heavy pressure.

However, these vigilance and pressure are not too serious for them.

Because, no matter how many setbacks they have suffered before, these reckless men know that they still have cards.

Once the hole cards are practiced, the world will run rampant, and there will be nothing to fear.

The same is true.

The mighty power of the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, the Gods and Fiends, even if they gather the strength of the entire Yaozu clan and counter it with the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, they cannot be completely resisted.

If there is no change, they ask themselves, even if they break the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, even if they are exhausted from fighting, they can still wipe out the high-level monster clan, and then gather the power of the entire Wu clan and wield their strength. When soldiers attack the heaven, they can dominate the heaven and the earth.

The idea is good, but the result is not so satisfactory.

The ancestral witches finally realized that no matter how they danced, they couldn't do anything if the boss above them didn't speak.

If you don't want to die, you can only obey obediently.

Not only the Wu Clan and Yao Clan deeply realized the power of Daozu Hongjun.

All spirits in the world, scattered cultivators all over the world, and at the same time, they also realized how strong this Taoist ancestor who never took action and only showed a trace of coercion when he was sanctified many years ago.

Saint-level power, to them, is already heaven, and it is extremely terrifying.

However, Daozu Hongjun's strength is beyond imagination.

Even if it is a holy power, in front of him, there is no confidence to resist.

"Just like the way of heaven, it is natural, and there is no resistance."

Sanqing was in the Kunlun Mountains. Ever since the two races of witches and witches fought to the extreme, they could no longer discuss the Tao. Unfathomable.

"This teacher is not as temperless as I imagined."

Lao Tzu said with a faint tone, and sighed.

Although they have been outside the arena all the time, far away from the battlefield, they are the primordial spirits of a very high level who are clear to the onlookers. In the minds of the top leaders of the European and American races.