Honghuang: I, the Supreme Prison Emperor, suppress Hongmeng

At this time, a gap was slowly opened in the gray barrier around the Yaozu.

Hearing Lu Ya's words, the monster army trembled, hurriedly bypassed Nuwa, and rushed towards the gap.

Seeing this scene, Nuwa's expression changed again and again.

She even glanced in the direction of Zixiao Palace.

It's a pity that Hongjun in Zixia Palace didn't move at all.

This made her slightly disappointed.

Then, she looked up at the Yaohuang Palace again, and bit the corner of her mouth lightly, as if she was extremely conflicted.

After a few breaths, Nuwa gritted her teeth and rushed towards the demon clan.

"it is good!"

"I want to see what kind of opportunities you can give me!"

"If you dare to lie to me, even if I violate the teacher's decree, I will definitely kill you!"

Whether it was for revenge or for the safety of her elder brother, she had no choice but to find out what Lu Ya's so-called "opportunity" was.

And when Nuwa stepped into the Yaozu, Hongjun in Zixiao Palace also opened his eyes suddenly.

A serious expression appeared on his face.

"Are you going to give Nuwa a chance?"

"This guy is acting so blatantly, does he really have the confidence to suppress the jailer in the Supreme God Prison?"

"Although I am not sure how much of Pangu's strength has recovered!"

"But at least it can explode the power of the heavenly realm, right?"

"Could it be that this guy has also recovered to the Heavenly Realm?"

"..."

At this moment, he seemed to have confirmed who the existence behind Lu Ya was.

However, he still couldn't determine what level the opponent's strength had reached.

Therefore, he was very curious, where did the other party get the confidence to deal with the Supreme God Prison so blatantly.

That guy, isn't he afraid of the jailers in the Supreme God Prison, and directly strikes to wipe out the demon clan?

……

When Hongjun was shocked, the twelve ancestral witches who had suppressed the Chaos Clock headed towards the army of the monster clan not far from the ancestral land of the witch clan.

When they joined the monster army, they also received the news that Lu Ya had stepped into Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

"Did the Yaozu also produce a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?"

"interesting!"

"It seems that after my brothers and sisters pay homage to Father God, it is necessary to come to Yaozu again and clean up that kid!"

"..."

Many ancestral witches snorted coldly, as if they didn't take Lu Ya who stepped into Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian seriously.

Things like this should be put aside later.

They have already obtained the Chaos Clock, and it can be regarded as a congratulatory gift that they can afford. It is time to go to the Supreme God Prison and pay homage to God the Father.

"Om..."

However, before the Twelve Ancestral Witches issued a decree to the army of the Witch Clan.

Suddenly, there were bursts of humming in the sky above them.

Immediately afterwards, a huge gap in space opened suddenly, and three terrifying saint powers swept out frantically, enveloping the army of the Wu Clan.

"Excuse me?"

"Yuanshi?"

"Tongtian?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Is it possible that you also want to go to the Supreme God Prison with us to meet God the Father?"

"However, if you offended Father God before, I am afraid Father God will ignore you..."

Sensing the majesty of this terrifying saint, all the ancestor witches looked at San Qing who was slowly walking out of the space gap, and their words were full of ridicule.

"Di Jiang!"

"You and the other ancestors attacked Taiyi privately, which violated the teacher's decree and the will of heaven!"

"Hand over that Chaos Clock quickly, maybe my brother can plead for you in front of the teacher!"

"Otherwise, don't blame my brother for taking the Chaos Clock back!"

The Taishang glanced coldly at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, with a hint of anger in his voice.

And Yuanshi and Tongtian erupted with violent coercion, sweeping towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Sensing this scene, the auras of many ancestral witches also soared.

The terrifying and fierce aura was immediately intertwined, revealing traces of the power of the formation.

Di Jiang's figure suddenly took a step forward.

"Snatching treasures is just talking about grabbing treasures, don't use Na Hongjun and Tiandao to suppress my brothers and sisters!"

"The Chaos Clock is in the hands of my brothers and sisters. If you want to grab it, then let's fight!"

"My brothers and sisters, don't be afraid to wait!"

"..."

Chapter 63 The Twelve Ancestral Witches Battle the Heavens!Pan Gu's real body was suppressed?

"All saints are ants!"

"Even if you can condense Pan Gu's real body, you are definitely not the opponent of my three brothers!"

"I advise you to wait, don't be too reckless!"

"Could it be possible, do you want to be like the monster clan?"

Tai Shang was not angry, but was extremely calm.

If you can force the Wu clan to hand over their treasures without taking a shot, wouldn't it be more deterrent to all the prehistoric peoples?

"Brother said very well!"

"Di Jiang, even if you wait for the ancestor witch to escape this time, your army of witch clan may not be able to retreat!"

"Could it be that you want to watch them fall under the hands of this deity?"

Yuan Shi also followed suit, and his words were full of threats.

Tong Tian, ​​on the other hand, somewhat cared about his own face, and was unwilling to say such words.

After all, they are sages of heaven, not demons and heretics, why should they be so?

Just start the fight and subdue the Twelve Ancestral Witches, wouldn't it be fine?

"Roar!"

"Combine!"

"Respectfully invite the true body of Father God!"

It was Dijiang's roar that responded to Taishang and Yuanshi.

At this moment, many ancestral witches also roared angrily, and their aura rose instantly.

The terrifying and fierce aura, crazily intertwined and fused, evolved into the supreme real body of Pangu, shaking the world.

That astonishing power forcibly pushed back the threat of Sanqing's saint by a certain distance.

"Samcheong!"

"Come to fight!"

Immediately afterwards, Pan Gu's real body stepped forward abruptly, and let out the angry roar of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

"..."

At this moment, the army of the Wu Clan also roared one after another, their astonishing fighting spirit frantically gathered, and swept towards Pan Gu's real body.

This made Pangu's avatar's power skyrocket again, causing the surrounding space barriers to tremble violently.

"It's just crazy!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are Pangu's bloodline, the deity will kill you directly today!"

"Brother, let my younger brother go forward alone and suppress these twelve ancestor witches!"

Feeling the aura of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Tong Tian's face darkened.

He didn't want to join hands with Taishang and Yuanshi, but shouted loudly, directly sacrificed his saber, and slashed towards the real body of Pangu.

Seeing this scene, Tai Shang and Yuan Shi couldn't help but looked at each other.

"Brother, do you want me to help third brother?"

"If you delay for a while and attract the person from the Supreme God Prison, it will be difficult for my brother to get the Chaos Clock again!"

Although Yuanshi felt that Tongtian was enough to defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the combat power shown by the Twelve Ancestral Witches was not weak.

Even if Tongtian makes a move, I'm afraid it won't be able to suppress it quickly.

Therefore, he wanted to step forward and work with Tongtian to suppress Pangu's true body, snatch the treasures, and win the battle quickly.

"Not in a hurry!"

"Since the third brother is concerned about his face, let him fight first!"

"Later, my brothers will fight together to suppress Pan Gu's real body!"

Tai Shang shook his head towards Yuan Shi.

He didn't care about his face, but looked towards the coast of the East China Sea, as if he was observing the reaction of the strong man in the Supreme God Prison.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

At this time, Tongtian had already collided with Pangu's real body.

The sword intent in his hand soared to the sky, and the power of a saint swept wildly, evolving into countless white lotus flowers, covering Pangu's true body.

Those white lotus flowers seem to be extremely fragile, but they are extremely fierce. Wherever they pass, they seem to cut through the barriers of space.

Pan Gu's real body raised his arms, blasting out fist shadows.

Every time a shot landed, it brought out the supreme fighting spirit.

"Sage of the Sanqing, that's all!"

"Brothers and sisters, we will do our best to let the prehistoric peoples know that our brothers and sisters can beat all the saints!"

"kill!"

"..."

After a wave of collisions, although your Apangu real body trembled again and again, as if you were at a disadvantage, you still withstood the attack of Tongtian's No. [-] in the end.

The aura of the twelve ancestor witches has skyrocketed.