I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

Normally, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would be nothing, but now that Pangu's will has awakened, you can't beat someone else's son in front of someone else's father, right? Isn't that asking for death?

However, on the Sun Star, the Emperor and Donghuang Taiyi stood up suddenly when they saw this, and instantly turned into a three-legged golden crow.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches? How can this be unreasonable?"

He flew out in an instant, and above the vast wilderness, he heard the Donghuang Bell ringing suddenly:

"The demon clan of Heavenly Court, follow me to conquer Mount Buzhou."

Duang——.

The vast bell rang, spreading throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.

"The great formation of stars in the sky, rise——."

The only way to fight against the twelve ancestral witches is the great formation of stars in the sky. Similarly, against the great formation of all the stars in the sky, there is only the great formation of the Dutian Shensha of the twelve ancestral witches.

"Hmph, this little demon tribe is wearing fur and armor, and it actually wants to control the wild world. This is the transformation of God the Father."

The voice of the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang Rushan came, and he saw that the twelve Ancestral Witches were also beginning to form a large formation.

"The great formation of the Twelve Capital Gods, rise up——."

Rumble

The ancient great power was shocked when he saw this:

"My ancestor, the Lich War has begun again."

"Run quickly——."

No one dared to stay at this moment. Ye Yang was frightened on the spot when he saw this.

"Oh my god, is the final battle between the Lich and the Lich going to be brought forward?"

I just want to become the human ancestor. Can you wait until I have settled the human race before fighting?

However, it was too late. At the moment when the formation of the Twelve Capital Gods was formed, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the Buzhou Mountains. The saints were instantly suppressed and fell to the ground, and their suppression of Ye Yang was also ineffective.

Ye Yang was also proud to be stable because of the blessing of the human race's luck. In addition, the ancestral witch's trip was to save the human race, so he was proud to let Ye Yang see it clearly.

"Are these the Twelve Ancestral Witches? Are these the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods' Formation?"

Ye Yang was horrified, feeling like he was an ant standing in front of the ancestral witches. No matter how strong the luck of the human race was, they were still unable to face the witch race.

"This is the descendant transformed by Pangu's essence and blood. He is indeed domineering."

I heard the leader of the ancestral witches, Di Jiang, shout loudly:

"The Wu Clan is doing business. If it doesn't matter, you should disperse. Otherwise, we will be killed without mercy."

The sound rolled like clouds and reached all over the ancient world. Many powerful people had already fled. At this moment, the twelve ancestral witches had reached the strength of a quasi-sage. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were invincible to a saint when they joined forces.

"Sage Nuwa, saint Taiqing, the human race and the witch race have been protected, why don't you retreat?"

Although the saints are all ants below them, the Wu clan is not afraid of anything. They dare to challenge the saints, and the most they can do is get beaten. The saints know how to kill the Wu clan.

"The witch clan is acting arrogantly, and the saint is doing things. What are you doing here? If you don't retreat, you will be severely beaten."

"I bother--."

Fire God Zhu Rong cursed loudly and shouted:

"Don't think that just because you are a saint, you are lawless. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are descendants of Father God Pangu. Today, God Father has given you guidance to save the human race. Why don't you retreat?"

Ding

The saints were horrified. It seemed that Ye Yang's previous oath had really come true. Now Pangu's will was revived, and the twelve ancestral witches came out together, and evolved the twelve capital gods and evil formations.

Looking at the way the Twelve Ancestral Witches started fighting if they disagreed, although as saints they were not afraid of anything, they could not offend Pangu's will.

While the saints were hesitating, the sky suddenly dimmed instantly.

"This is"

I only saw countless stars above the Great Desolation flashing with light instantly, and countless great demons united to form the stars in the sky. At this moment, the vast East Desolate Bell sounded, and the clang resounded throughout the Great Desolate.

"The Zhoutian Starry Formation, rise——."

Rumble

I only saw the three-legged Golden Crow coming:

"You witch clansmen, since they are here, let's start a war."

"Hmph, people wearing fur and armor, is it possible that our witch clan is afraid of you? Let's fight."

Rumble

The ancestral witch's momentum exploded and directly shook the heavens with the help of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation. However, the demon clan did not fall behind and relied on the power of the stars in the heavens to activate the star formation, and the war broke out.

Suddenly, there were scars everywhere in the wilderness, and a large number of creatures died instantly.

“Kill——.”

In an instant, countless demon clans rushed towards them, and looking behind the witch clan, there were countless witch clan Erlangs who were not afraid of death.

"Oh my God, is this, the final battle of Lich Tribulation going to take place in advance?"

Ye Yang was shocked. Could it be that the appearance of his own variable had an impact after all?

"No, no, it shouldn't be right. The Golden Crow Chaos hasn't come yet, the Descendants haven't shot the sun yet, and Kuafu hasn't started chasing yet. This will definitely not come early, but they"

Ye Yang said to himself, he really didn't know what to do for a moment. In terms of calculations, he was calculating a ball in front of the saint. He was just holding the script.

Thirty-three days away, Hongjun of Zixiao Palace was horrified:

"How did the human race know about the subsequent development? Could it be that the saints leaked the secret of heaven? But no, the secret of heaven is chaotic, how did the saints know?"

Hongjun couldn't sit still. What Ye Yang said was the trajectory of heaven's movement. If the golden crow couldn't come out of chaos, how could the sun rise and set? If Hou Yi didn't shoot the sun and Kua Fu didn't chase it, how could the flowers bloom in the wild?

Hongjun really couldn't sit still. If the catastrophe of the human race is not over yet, then the prehistoric situation is likely to be changed.

At this moment, in the prehistoric land, the war between the lich and the lich has once again reached a fever pitch, and the collision between the two sides is becoming more and more fierce. The entire area around Mount Buzhou has suffered, and a large number of living beings have been affected. But strangely, the people scattered around Mount Buzhou have been affected. The human race is safe and sound.

After seeing this scene, Ye Yang suddenly felt something in his heart. In the future, the human race would be involved with this witch race.

"Hahaha, Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation? That's all, let's watch me practice Pangu's true form."

As soon as the words fell, the twelve ancestral witches completely merged into one. There were originally twelve figures, but at this moment, they all merged into the shadow of a sky-holding giant.

In an instant, the powerful spectators were also shocked, and the saints were also horrified:

"Pangu's true body? Damn it."

Demon Clan Emperor Jun and Taiyi were also shocked. They suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and essence and sprayed it on Donghuang Zhong's body, and then shouted loudly:

"The stars in the sky are in great formation, and the stars are falling——."

Rumble

The battle escalated directly, and even the entire prehistoric world began to tremble. The twelve ancestral witches were the twelve quasi-sages, plus the top ten demon commanders of the demon clan, the demon master Kunpeng, and countless powerful demon clans. Such power was enough to shake the prehistoric world.

Huhuhu——.

Pangu Xuying saw the sight of a God-opening ax appearing in his hand. He struck it down hard with the axe, and only heard a roaring sound. The Zhoutian Xingdou Formation was actually slightly unstable.

"Damn, fight back—."

However, at this moment, a terrifying momentum suddenly rose into the sky, and the sound of the great avenue of Sanskrit soared straight into the sky, and everyone seemed to be deaf in an instant.

Starting from Buzhou Mountain, this terrifying fluctuation spread, and while everyone was shocked, the twelve ancestral witches suddenly changed.

The original Pangu shadow also became solid at this moment, and the aura became stronger and stronger, and someone finally reacted.

"Damn it, Pangu's will is possessed by Pangu's true body in the great array of gods and demons in the Twelve Capitals."

"No, Pangu is about to be resurrected."