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"Kill!!!"

Luo Xuan raised the Pure Yang Sword, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and condensed dozens of prehistoric divine fires.

In an instant, it burst out in an arc.

The surrounding space was distorted by the rising flames!

Boom——! ! !

At the moment of the collision between the two sides, the roar that erupted made the entire prehistoric world tremble!

The Pangu phantom that emerged from the joint efforts of the twelve ancestor witches was so terrifying.

Back then, it was smashed by the Three Pure Ones alone, and it seemed that they had chosen the wrong opponent.

Luo Xuan, who was in the sub-sage realm, was sure to take down the weakest saint Maitreya Buddha.

Now facing the Pangu phantom, he actually felt suppressed.

A wave of evil spirits rushed in his face like a vast wave.

Luo Xuan held the Chaos Bell, a prehistoric treasure, in front of him to resist the spread of the aftermath.

"Come again!!!"

"Just three moves!!!"

He sacrificed the Chaos Bell, a prehistoric treasure.

"Lu Ya, Condensate!!!"

Luo Xuan roared and transformed Lu Ya into the true form of the Three-legged Golden Crow.

Endless heat merged into the Three-legged Golden Crow.

The Three-legged Golden Crow became extremely large at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, it exuded the pressure of a saint.

It was comparable to the Pangu phantom.

Roar--! ! !

With a cry, the Three-legged Golden Crow waved its wings and rolled up a raging sea of ​​fire to cover the Pangu phantom.

The surrounding space was completely melted and was already in a mess.

The Axe of Creation raised high by the Pangu phantom also fell instantly!

The four elements of creation, earth, wind, water and fire, suddenly shattered.

The terrifying pressure swept over suddenly.

The moment the two sides collided, it tore the prehistoric time and space apart.

Countless chaotic turbulences flowed out, rushing around! ! !

Lu Ya instantly turned into the appearance of an innate Taoist body.

The aura he exuded had become somewhat weak.

It was obvious that he had already used all his strength in the attack just now.

After all, they were facing the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

And it was a being blessed by demonic energy.

Now the Twelve Ancestral Witches are more terrifying than when the Witches and Demons were in the catastrophe!

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Xuanyuan and Zhang Donghuang frowned.

They stared at the battlefield between the Ancestral Witches and the Saints.

After all, the ones who attacked were their own sons and nephews!

Xuanyuan's expression was extremely gloomy, and he snorted coldly.

"These ancient witches really can't rest in peace even after death."

"If they fight for the prehistoric world, I'm too lazy to criticize them."

"Back then, they were full of respect for Father Pangu, and the prehistoric world was left to them by Father Pangu."

"As a result, they are now dogs of the Chaos Gods and Demons, fighting in the prehistoric world for the Chaos Gods and Demons."

"It's ridiculous. No wonder they can't walk in the prehistoric world. With this kind of mentality..."

Zhang Donghuang's expression became even colder, and he lowered his eyelids and said coldly.

"If Donghuang Taiyi had fought these twelve ancient witches alone, what would have happened?"

"Not respecting the heaven and earth, not respecting the saints, and respecting Father Pangu, this is what happened."

"Oh, if Pangu knew, he would be so angry that he would come back to life."

The eyes of countless powerful people were focused on the battlefield.

Most of the Daluo already knew about the chaotic creatures.

They knew what the first battle between the prehistoric creatures and the chaotic creatures meant.

If they can win, it will be a great encouragement to the prehistoric world.

At the same time, it can also delay the time for the prehistoric world's barrier to break.

If they lose, I'm afraid the scope of this Xumi Mountain will expand.

There is still one attack left!

The Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation is very powerful, but it can only launch three attacks.

As long as they can hold on, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will cry.

Luo Xuan's indifferent eyes fell on the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Everyone worked together to condense the supreme power into the Pure Yang Sword!

A terrifying pressure surged in all directions with Luo Xuan as the center!

At the same time, Pangu's phantom's Axe of Creation had been raised high.

Di Jiang roared.

"Die!!!"

Boom——! ! !

The Axe of Creation suddenly descended, and Luo Xuan's Pure Yang Sword also swung.

Both sides made actions almost at the same time.

Before they could collide with each other, the fierce pressure collided with each other!

The aftermath turned the surrounding mountains, rivers and lakes into dust and dissipated between heaven and earth!

Dijiang's eyes were already filled with pure black.

The thick demonic energy gushing out of his body made all living beings wonder whether he was the ancestor witch or the demon king!

The demon ancestor Luohou, who was watching the battle in the chaos, clenched his fists.

He gritted his teeth and spoke incoherently.

"Damn it, they stole my magic luck and kept using it, right?"

"A bunch of chaotic gods and demons really think they are so awesome?"

"Wait, wait for me to come to the prehistoric world, and kill them all!"

Luohou's complaining words slowly fell.

Who knew that a drama would suddenly appearA scene of great power.

The shadow of Pangu, which was originally full of vigor, suddenly dissipated.

At the same time, it did not give the twelve witch ancestors any chance to react.

The attack of the Wanbao Zhusheng formation suddenly descended!

Zhurong and Gonggong were quick-witted and shouted.

"Be careful!"

The two witch ancestors rushed up to block the many witch ancestors.

Boom!!!

Accompanied by a deafening roar.

Zhurong and Gonggong, who had just been resurrected, were already seriously injured.

The true bodies of the witch ancestors were directly shattered, and their bodies also showed dense wounds.

Lying on the ground with a weak breath, a bottomless pit was smashed.

When Dijiang saw this scene, his eyes were instantly dull.

"How is it possible that the shadow of Pangu disappeared on its own initiative?"

The Wanbao Zhusheng formation also slowly dissipated, and many magic weapons returned to Duobao's hands.

His face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the consumption he had just suffered was also huge.

Luo Xuan had a calm smile on his face.

"You say every day that you worship Father Pangu."

"Now that the great calamity is about to come, you have indeed become the dogs of the Chaos Gods and Demons."

"How can Father Pangu protect you? Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought by oneself cannot be forgiven!"

After that, Luo Xuan rushed straight to Dijiang with the Pure Yang Sword.

Bang——!!!

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly appeared to block Luo Xuan's attack, calling out without looking back.

"Let's go, big brother, take Zhu Rong and Gong Gong back, otherwise they will surely die!"

As a space god and demon, Dijiang's speed is definitely beyond words.

Dijiang did not hesitate, tearing the space and taking Zhu Rong and Gong Gong away.

At a critical moment of life and death, now is not the time to be sentimental.

Guangchengzi, Duobao, Lu Ya and other sub-saints saw this situation.

They all tried to stop Dijiang's actions.

Unexpectedly, other ancestor witches also came up.

Blocking many sub-saints.

Until Dijiang took the two dying ancestor witches back to the range of Mount Xumi.

Dijiang suddenly stopped, staring at Mount Xumi with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Brother, why are you still standing there?!!!"

Zhu Jiuyin's anxious cry suddenly came from behind.

Dijiang turned around weakly, muttering with a look of astonishment.

"We can't get in, we can't get into Mount Xumi!"

"We are being used as abandoned pawns."

Wu Tian had no intention of letting them go back alive!