Honghuang: I, the Supreme Prison Emperor, suppress Hongmeng

"It's ridiculous!"

"Just by waiting, are you trying to overwhelm the saint of heaven?"

"The deity just didn't use it with all its strength, and it can be regarded as giving you a chance!"

"If you don't cherish it, then don't blame the deity!"

Tong Tian's face darkened.

He did not use the strongest power just now.

However, since the Twelve Ancestral Witches were so ignorant, he couldn't show mercy.

So his body was shocked, and he quickly attracted the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, frantically gathered towards his hand, and evolved a terrifying giant sword.

The fierce sword intent caused dense cracks to appear on the surrounding space barriers.

Then, the gigantic sword shook violently, and slashed directly at Pangu's real body.

"Roar!"

"Inheritance from the Father God, the supreme axe, cut!"

At this time, Pan Gu's real body roared again, and raised his arms.

The supreme fighting spirit gathered rapidly from that huge hand, and evolved a phantom of a giant axe.

"Om..."

Suddenly, the light of the supreme ax appeared frantically, as if there was a trace of the true meaning of the Pangu axe.

Then, Pan Gu's real body shook his arm, and he slashed towards the giant sword condensed in the sky.

This kind of power instantly shook the entire prehistoric world.

Countless strong men all showed extremely shocked expressions, and they all looked towards the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Sanqing were located.

"Look! The Saints of the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are fighting!"

"Aren't those two parties the successors of Pangu Great God?"

"Why did you start the war directly?"

"Sage Tongtian lost the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and his combat power is still so terrifying. He suppressed the twelve ancestor witches by himself!"

"Humph!"

"What's so shocking about that?"

"That's the Heavenly Dao Saint!"

"If there is no Supreme God Prison, the creatures of all races in the prehistoric world will be ants in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao Saints!"

"The twelve ancestral witches are nothing more than top-level quasi-sages, relying on the power of formations and blood inheritance to forcibly condense Pan Gu's real body!"

"You are a big Luo Jinxian, don't you know a little too much?"

"This……"

All of a sudden, bursts of exclamations and discussions resounded from all over the prehistoric world.

The powerhouses of the ten thousand races did not expect that Sanqing would start a war with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Is this to avenge that Taiyi?

Or follow the example of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and snatch the Chaos Clock?

"Boom!"

When the prehistoric people were shocked, the phantom of Pangu's ax condensed by Pangu's real body had collided with the terrifying giant sword condensed by Tongtian.

The supreme ferocity and the power of the terrifying saint crazily interweave, collide, and cancel each other out.

"Crack..."

An extremely crisp sound resounded, and the phantom of the Pangu ax and the gigantic sword driven by the sky shattered at the same time.

The sharp sword intent and the terrifying ax light scattered in an instant.

At the same time, a sense of destruction emerged, setting off an extremely terrifying wave, causing the entire sky to shatter rapidly.

"Tai Chi map, town!"

"All Heavens Qingyun, Zhen!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Taishang and Yuanshi's expressions froze, and they hurriedly sacrificed their treasures, trying to suppress the aftermath of the terrifying collision and stabilize this world.

They rob treasures to rob treasures, if they want to smash the prehistoric world, it will be troublesome.

At that time, even if the strong man in the Supreme God Prison did not respond, their teacher and Tiandao would not forgive them easily.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

After a while, Pan Gu's real body seemed to have been greatly impacted, and his figure suddenly retreated towards the rear.

Among them, the figure of the Twelve Ancestral Witches shook violently, traces of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

Although Tongtian's figure was also trembling, relying on the power of a saint, he resisted the backlash of this blow.

"Is it not possible?"

"The Twelve Patriarchal Witches, will it be difficult to suppress the Tongtian Saint after all?"

"It seems that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are already at a disadvantage without the Supreme Saint and the Yuanshi Saint!"

"..."

Sensing this scene, all the powerful people of all races were moved with emotion.

They thought that the Twelve Ancestral Witches could perform miracles.

From the looks of it, the Heavenly Dao Saint is the Heavenly Dao Saint, and even if he loses the Four Swords of Jade Immortals, he cannot be suppressed by the top quasi-sages.

Chapter 64 Chaos Clock Actively Joins the Battle?The three innate treasures appear together in one place

The coast of the East China Sea!

Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi also noticed the battle between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Tong Tian.

"The Twelve Patriarchal Witches dare to fight Sanqing?"

"Those three, although they can't fight against the seniors in the Supreme God's Prison, they are still heavenly saints!"

"Those twelve guys are really brave!"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help feeling emotional.

Although he has no friendship with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the fighting spirit of the Twelve Ancestral Witches really shocked him a little.

"This battle may not be that simple!"

"Old friend, which side can win?"

Hong Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a hint of a smile, and asked Zhen Yuanzi.

"It's no accident, it's the Sanqing Party!"

"Those three are all heavenly saints... huh? What does my old friend mean, do you feel that this battle has changed?"

"Is it possible that the senior will make a move?"

This made Zhen Yuanzi startled.

Is this still a question? Of course Sanqing won.

After all, there is only one Tongtian attacking now, and the real body of Pan Gu condensed by the twelve ancestor witches is about to be defeated.

However, from Hong Yun's words, it seems that there will be changes in this battle.

Immediately, he was full of curiosity and looked at Hong Yun.

"Don't worry, we'll wait and see!"

Hong Yun smiled again, as if he had sensed something, but he wasn't particularly sure.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi didn't want to continue to ask, so he could only look at the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Tongtian fought again.

At this moment, Tongtian has stabilized his mind.

His figure suddenly took a step forward and looked directly at Pan Gu's real body.

"Di Jiang!"

"You are not the opponent of this deity, hand over the Chaos Clock!"

"Otherwise, you will really have no chance!"

His eyes flickered, as if he wanted to give the Twelve Ancestral Witches a chance to hand over the Chaos Clock voluntarily.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had no intention of admitting defeat at all.

"Humph!"

"This battle is not over yet!"

"My brothers and sisters haven't lost yet!"

"Come again!"

"..."

The huge Pan Gu's real body shook violently, stabilized his figure again, and roared towards Tong Tian again and again.

At the same time, a huge palace appeared in front of Pan Gu's true body, releasing a terrifying aura.

I saw that the palace shook, turned into a dark red light, and rushed towards the chest of Pan Gu's real body.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Suddenly, a burst of extremely dense loud noises came from Pan Guzhen's body.

This caused the power of Pan Gu's true body to skyrocket crazily.

"This is... Pan Gu's heart?"

"You actually refined this thing?"

"Could it be, didn't you always call the Great God Pan Gu Father God?"

"If you act like this, aren't you afraid of the wrath of the one in the Supreme Prison?"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Taishang took a step forward abruptly, with a dignified look on his face.

The Pangu Temple is the treasure gathered in the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born, and it was also a part of Pangu's heart back then.

It's just that Pan Gu has been resurrected in the Supreme God Prison.

At this time, if the Twelve Patriarchal Witches sacrificed this thing, wouldn't they be afraid of that one being angry?

"Humph!"

"It's just a heart fragment that is about to lose its vitality. What's the use?"

"Third brother, I will help you to smash this Pangu's true body directly!"

But Yuan Shi snorted a few times, and stepped forward with a terrifying force in his hands.

Immediately afterwards, the Pangu Banner, the innate treasure, slowly emerged, and the terrifying power made all the powerful people of the prehistoric and desolate race tremble.

"Sigh~~~"

"Then the Pangu Palace is actually a fragment of the heart of the Great God Pangu?"

"Look, the Yuanshi sage is about to make a move!"

"The power of the innate treasure?"