Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

"Can't delay any longer!" Di Jiang looked at the two ancestral witches who had been defeated on the battlefield of Nuwa and Fuxi, and his heart moved, and a message was directly transmitted to all the ancestral witches.

"Go!"

The ancestor of Jin, Wu Bei, let out a low sigh, and together with the ancestor of thunder Wu Qiangliang, he directly left Nuwa, turned his head and left.

The true body of hundreds of thousands of ancestors ran wildly on the flooded and desolate land, the ground shook, and the speed was not slow, and the slightest bit of the divine that flew away.

"Hugh go, die!"

Nuwa's eyes were still churning with killing intent at this time, and both good and evil entered her body, and she chased and killed the past without hesitation.

The red hydrangea in his hand kept hitting the two ancestral witches, wanting to stop the steps of the two ancestral witches.

After all, the combined attack ability of the twelve ancestral witches is famous in the flood wilderness, if the twelve ancestral witches are allowed to gather in one place.

Even if four of the six quasi-saints of their demon clan had already beheaded two corpses, it was impossible to kill any of the ancestors when the twelve ancestral witches were gathered together.

But when it comes to attacking battles, the twelve ancestral witches who have not fully integrated the Dao into the true body of the ancestor witch may be inferior to these corpse beheading quasi-saints.

On physique alone.

Harvest and Qiangliang even directly relied on Zuwu's true body, hard against Nuwa's red hydrangea all the way, and the strong body was undoubtedly revealed.

Nuwa kept throwing red hydrangeas, leaving Dao scars on the bodies of the two ancestral witches, but in a blink of an eye, they were restored by the self-healing ability of their ancestral witches.

In the distance, Nuwa suddenly saw an extra round of glorious sun in the distance.

and the true body of the ancestor witch of the three ancestors of Dijiang, Houtu and Xuanxian who stood on the earth.

Not far away, Fuxi chased and killed two giants, Wu Guomang, the ancestor of wood, and Wu Yizi, the ancestor of electricity.

Kunpeng chases and kills the Wind Ancestor Wu Tianwu and the Poison Ancestor Wu Yubi Corpse.

Xi He chased and killed the ancestor of water Wu and worked together, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi chased and killed the ancestor of time, Wu Jiuyin, and the ancestor of fire, Wu Zhurong.

Unconsciously, the twelve ancestral witches with a height of hundreds of thousands of zhang have gathered in one place, standing between heaven and earth, and twelve different avenues are circulating around the twelve ancestral witches, which is extremely strange.

The six quasi-saints of Dijun, Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng, Xi and the demon clan all had ugly faces, looking at the twelve ancestors with murderous intent.

"Kill!"

Di Jun gritted his teeth, roared lowly, and shot out with all his strength without hesitation, and the law of the great sun above his head turned out, and countless great suns smashed towards the twelve ancestors one after another.

The Chaos Bell in Donghuang Taiyi's hand struck frantically, this Chaos Bell was not a sound, but an avenue, a law, and the endless power shattered the void and slammed towards the ancestral witch below.

Fuxi, Nuwa, Kunpeng, Xi He also each used their own means, urged Lingbao, and exerted magical powers all towards the twelve ancestors.

But the surrounding bodies of the twelve ancestral witches, spatial cracks, time turns, evergreen sacred trees, boundless seas... Visions corresponding to the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avenues emerged, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

Constructing an incomparably complex realm, it actually resisted the all-out blow of the six quasi-saints.

"Haha, brothers, Bu Twelve Heavenly God and Demon Array!"

Di Jiang laughed loudly, stepped out in one step, and stood directly in front of the ancestors, and the other ancestral witches also stood in their own rows behind him.

"Roar!!"

The twelve ancestral witches roared in unison, the true body of the ancestral witches rolled with qi and blood, and the majestic black and red qi gushed out, forming twelve streaks of evil qi to cover the sky.

"Congenital anger!"

Di Jun's face changed abruptly, and his figure instantly turned into a rainbow light and retreated.

The same was true of Fuxi, Nuwa, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Xi, and the five great powers, retreating one after another to avoid the black and red qi gushing from the bodies of the twelve ancestors.

Anger, just a little contamination, will mess up their minds, damage their minds, and destroy their cultivation, this kind of thing is definitely a flood beast that cannot be avoided for immortal gods.

And the innate anger, that is, even the contamination of the Great Luo Golden Immortal requires thousands of years of hard cultivation to get rid of.

And such a thick and pure innate qi, even a quasi-saint would definitely not want to be easily contaminated.

At this time, in the pervasive innate anger, the figures of the twelve ancestors had gradually blurred, and only the corresponding Dao laws kept surging.

The black-red aura that covered the sky and permeated the desolation slowly contracted and shaped, condensing into an incomparably majestic blurry giant.

"Is it Pangu Father God?"

"Impossible, how could it be Pangu Father God."

"Fake, absolutely fake!"

In the midst of the desolation, the powers that were watching the battlefield here all showed disbelief.

On Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing stood up directly in shock, shouting that it was impossible.

As the Sanqing transformed by Pangu Yuansheng, the first moment he saw Pangu's figure in the distance.

The first reaction in their minds was whether Pangu had left something behind in the Wu Clan and was ready to be resurrected.

Then aren't they Pangu Sanqing....

Opposite the mighty giant formed by the black and red qi, Di Jun's face was extremely pale at this time, and his eyes were unbelievable.

"Pangu-"

Di Jun whispered the name of the mighty giant in front of him.

On the side, the faces of Taiyi and the others were also extremely ugly.

Even though the black-red condensed figure in the distance was very blurry, no one would recognize it.

In the flood wilderness, every Da Luo Golden Immortal had faced Pangu Shenwei at the source of the flood wilderness at the time of enlightenment, and it was naturally impossible not to recognize this figure.

"Nope... It can't be Pangu. Taichi gritted his teeth.

"This is just the trick of the twelve ancestors and witches, Pangu Great God has boundless love, and he is incarnated by all souls of the flood and wilderness, if it is really the Pangu Great God, how to watch the Wu clan slaughter the flood wilderness."

Saying that, Taiyi's whole body surged with mana, urging the avenue with all his strength to slam into the chaos in his hand.

"Boom!"

A domineering bell rang, and the whole world stood still at this moment, and the unfathomable power erupted from the Chaos Bell in Taiyi's hand.

In the distance, the surging black-red qi suddenly froze.

But Taiyi didn't have time to rejoice, and the next moment, a trace of a vast will was summoned from the underworld, directly into the black-red qi that had not yet condensed.

"Zhao!"

A voice that seemed to contain the will to open the heavens and the earth roared out from the mouth of that 'Pangu', and an incomparably ancient and pale aura came from the body of that 'Pangu'.

Stepping on the earth and the stars above his head, the majestic figure of the heaven and the earth stands between the heaven and the earth, as if the majestic aura from eternity shakes the entire flood and wilderness, like a god and a demon.

It also made the nearest Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, Kunpeng and Xi and the quasi-saint powers of the six demon races look at the giant in front of them in despair.

What to behead one corpse quasi-saint, beheading two corpses quasi-saint, in front of this great shore giant, is meaningless.

"How is this possible..."

Donghuangtai looked at the 'Pangu' in front of him with a pale face, wanting to resist, but the hand holding the Chaos Bell couldn't move.

He couldn't believe it in his heart, he had also faced Pangu directly during the Da Luo period. That is the real world-opening Pangu God.

At that time, he was not afraid to such an extent.

"Zhao!"

The huge Pangu figure roared angrily, two violent rainbow rays shot out from his eyes, and his fist like an ancient star was clenched tightly.

The space shattered in its palm, and the surrounding void rippled, and then the huge fist directly smashed down towards the six quasi-saints of the demon race in front.

This punch contains infinite power and carries the will to destroy everything.

Where that fist crossed, everything tangible and intangible was shattered, and the surrounding void was densely covered with cracks.

Di Jun, Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, Kunpeng, and Xi and the six could only look pale at the primeval star-like fist that fell from the sky.

I wanted to struggle and resist, but the mana in my whole body seemed to be condensed, and I couldn't even urge Lingbao to block it, so I could only look at the fist that was getting closer and closer in despair.