Boundless Sky

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Lan Meng left.

Her true self is still in the land of heaven and will not leave for the time being, and the current causal avatar cannot last for too long.

After confirming that Cheng Hao hadn't awakened his memory, he didn't stay any longer. After the two had a brief conversation, this body of cause and effect completely dissipated.

With Lan Meng's departure, Cheng Hao sat cross-legged in the Haotian Palace for several days, and he didn't come back to himself until Styx came to ask about something.

"What's the matter?" Looking at Styx standing beside him obediently, Cheng Hao said slowly.

"Teacher, this disciple has been observing in the City of Enlightenment for a while. The Zhou Qing whose name you asked for has been plotted by many people. After the next sermon, he may be in danger of dying! Look, disciple. Do you want someone to intervene in this matter?"

"This person, you don't need to worry too much. His opportunity to become holy is not in this life. In this life, he is doomed to fall!" Cheng Hao said lightly, pinching his fingers a few times.

"The disciple understands, if the master has nothing else to do, then the disciple will retire first!"

"Go down!" Cheng Hao waved his hand, "By the way, the face-to-face chat group, as a teacher, has already pulled you into it. Go online more in the future, and exchange more cultivation experience with the juniors in the group."

"Disciple understands!" Styx nodded heavily, then bowed and slowly exited Haotian Palace.

Watching Styx leave, Cheng Hao turned his head indifferently and looked in another direction. His eyes seemed to penetrate the endless mysterious space, and he saw the three Yudi people who were cultivating cross-legged in a small space.

Each of these three people has innumerable sins, and they should have died hundreds of millions of times long ago. The reason why Cheng Hao took these three people as his servants was because he meant to use them as cannon fodder.

These three people are cannon fodder in Cheng Hao's eyes.

In Hongjun's eyes, these three variables are probably also the cannon fodder for him to break free from the shackles of heaven!

They were counted as cannon fodder by the two ancestors of the Dao, and since they came to this prehistoric world, the fate of these three people has been completely doomed!

"Three cannon fodders, for one Daoist Hongjun, this deal is a good deal!" Cheng Hao kept beating the futon under his body with his fingers, and there was a faint smile on the corner of Cheng Hao's mouth. It's unclear what calculations he had in his mind. .

Three thousand years was originally an extremely short period of time for the prehistoric gods, but perhaps because of the two preachings by the Taoist ancestors, the strength of the prehistoric gods has greatly increased. Dozens of innate gods, even more It has become a quasi-holy existence in one leap.

In the last millennium before the opening of the third sermon, the Zhoutian star formation of the monster race was completely rehearsed. Tens of thousands of demon gods laid out the formation, evolved a prehistoric endless starry sky, and gathered the power of the endless starry sky, making it in the center of the formation. The one in the position, controlling the Chaos Clock, has shown a strength comparable to that of a saint.

This force shocked the entire prehistoric world, making all the innate gods dare not stay in their own caves, but rushed to the city of enlightenment, for fear of being alone and being slaughtered by the monster clan.

Under the skyrocketing strength, Taiyi and the others were full of ambition, and once again launched a war against the witch clan.

The attitude of the Yaozu is already obvious. Since the two Taoist ancestors are unwilling to give them the holy position, the Yaozu Heavenly Court will bring down the entire prehistoric world, gather endless prehistoric luck, and forcefully rely on luck to give birth to a saint. .

Taiyi and Dijun's calculations were very thorough. They relied on luck to produce a saint, and after Zhou Qing was destroyed, they won a heavenly saint. Take the throne!

As for whether the sanctification of the two would occupy the holy positions of other gods, that was no longer within their scope of consideration.

The two Dao ancestors have already given up on them. If he doesn't try his best to fight for it, I'm afraid there will really be no place for their monster clan to survive in the Great Desolate Continent in the future!

However, the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny. When the monster clan launched a Zhoutian star battle to kill the ancestral land of the witch clan, they found that a terrifying giant that seemed to be able to collapse the sky was filled with palpitating chaos. Shenhuo, standing between heaven and earth, seems to have been waiting for a long time?

"Pangu?"

The Chaos Clock was on Taiyi's head, and his whole body trembled in fright. Even though they had never seen Pangu, the chaotic aura emanating from the other party made Taiyi and the others immediately judge that it was definitely the great god Pangu. breath.

"Second brother, don't panic. This person is not the real Pangu. This is just the real body of Pangu condensed by the twelve ancestor witches with the help of formations. Although it looks like a bluff, it may not be stronger than us!"

Di Jun's character was calmer than Tai Yi's. After some investigation, he saw the reality of the so-called Pan Gu on the opposite side.

Although it looks the same as Pangu's father god, it is far inferior to the real Pangu in terms of aura and coercion. Moreover, above this terrifying figure, there is an aura of formations emanating from time to time. It seems that the witch clan is just like their monster clan, and they have created some heaven-defying formations, and created this terrifying Pangu Zhen body.

"It turned out that it was also created by the formation. I really thought that this group of stupid big guys from the Wu Clan revived Father God Pangu!"

Hearing this, Tai Yi heaved a sigh of relief, and was no longer afraid at the moment, raised his hand, and fell in front of him in the chaos, and then he relied on the endless power of Zhou Tian Xing Dou to strike heavily on the giant clock. One shot!

Boom!

The sound of the bell was low and melodious, with an indescribable feeling of palpitations, and it instantly tore through the prehistoric void, like a rift in the void, attacking and killing the real body of Pan Gu condensed by the twelve ancestor witches.

boom!

On the opposite side, Pangu's avatar, who had been waiting for a long time, didn't make any fancy superfluous movements. Facing the big rift in the void, he punched out directly, and the monstrous chaotic energy permeated the sky, turning into a chaotic fire like fuel.

Where the flames passed, the Void Crack that hit unexpectedly shattered layer by layer, unable to hurt Pan Gu's real body at all.

Seeing this, Taiyi's heart tightened. What he urged was comparable to a saint's blow, but he still couldn't help the Wu Clan. This Wu Clan was like specially restraining their monsters. hold back.

In the blink of an eye, Taiyi slapped the chaotic clock hundreds of times with both hands, and the bells rang one after another, causing a terrifying torrent of chaos to appear in the prehistoric void. The real body couldn't move forward for a while.

The chaotic torrent could not cause any effective damage to Pangu's real body, but no matter how the twelve ancestor witches urged it, it would be difficult to go upstream in a short time and enter the demon camp.

As for Tai Yi, beating the Chaos Clock one after another seems to be a lot of consumption for him. Every time the palm falls, his face turns pale.

It is certain that if the stalemate continues for a long time, after his mana is exhausted, the loser in this Lich War will definitely be their demon clan side!