Prince Donghuang shook his body and his face turned pale.

Fuxi, Xihe and the demon master all showed despair

Pangu's true body is too powerful and cannot be defeated at all.

"die!"

Spit out a word, blood rain fell from the sky.

Pangu's true body raised his axe again.

This time, without the assistance of the formation, facing Pangu's power, even Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were desperate.

This breath that destroys everything is stronger than that of a saint.

"Ancestral Witch, enough!"

In the sky, Nuwa stood up.

She sacrificed the red hydrangea and came from the sky.

"Nuwa, you deserve to die!"

Pangu's true body seemed to have been insulted like provocation and exclaimed anger.

The illusory axe turned and slashed the red hydrangea out with one blow. The light of the spiritual treasure instantly dimmed, and there were slight cracks on it, which made Nuwa discolored.

"die!"

He turned around and slashed at Nuwa Palace with an axe in the air.

"Map of mountains, rivers, and country!"

Nuwa's expression changed again, and she threw it away and sacrificed another spiritual treasure of her.

This is also the best innate spiritual treasure, which is a little stronger than the red hydrangea.

The scroll unfolds, making the mountains and rivers endless, the beautiful scenery magnificently interpret a world.

puff……!

The axe light fell and the map of mountains, rivers and the country flew out. Nuwa Palace was also hit by this blow and turned into a chaotic airflow. Her maid and her treasures disappeared.

If it weren't for some treasures in the map of mountains, rivers and the country, this time, she would have become the poorest saint.

"Ancestral Witch..."

Nuwa screamed and directly manifested the holy body in the prehistoric world.

She ran through the sky with her finger, carrying the power of the world's origin, and clicked over.

"die!"

A simple tone is the sound of creation.

Another axe shattered the finger light and also slashed Nuwa into the chaos, leaving only a muffled groan.

Saint Nuwa was defeated.

He was even injured.

This scene made the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Saints look ugly.

Zhen Yuanzi, the Styx, and some hidden masters all changed their colors.

"die!"

Pangu's true body turned around, looked at Di Jun and others, and raised the illusory axe again.

At this moment, my true body is already unstable and seems to be about to collapse.

The death's aura locked Di Jun and others all, making it difficult to escape.

"Ancestor Dao, God should not die!"

Di Jun shouted desperately.

Silently, a figure appeared in front of Pangu's real body.

Illusion, the truth does not exist.

He is God!

He is the saying!

He is Hongjun Daozu!

"Enough!"

Hongjun Daozu said indifferently when facing Pangu's true body.

"not enough!"

Pangu's true body said, and he was an axe to Hongjun Daozu.

Bang……!

Hongjun Daozu pointed his finger and blocked the axe light, making it difficult to make an inch.

At this moment, the prehistoric silence.

His fingers trembled, and the axe light shattered. Pangu's real body flew backwards, and in the air, it disintegrated and unfolded. The twelve ancestor witches fell one after another, and their faces were pale, but they glared at Hongjun Daozu.

"Why?"

Dijiang roared.

"The Heavenly Court should not be destroyed!"

Hongjun Daozu's indifferent Taoism.

"Then wait for the demon clan to recover and destroy my witch clan?" Di Jiang roared, "Hongjun, do you really think my witch clan is easy to bully? Believe it or not, we will explode now and let the prehistoric world return to chaos!"

"You try?"

Hongjun Daozu's eyes flashed.

"Hongjun, if you help the demon clan, sooner or later, you will destroy my witch clan. Instead of doing so, you might as well determine life and death today!" Di Jiang's aura was soaring, "Even if you can't let the prehistoric world return to chaos, even if you can't kill you, Hongjun, with the blood of our twelve ancestor witches and the will of the Father Pangu, he can still pull you off the throne. At that time, hehe...!"

Di Jiang smiled cruelly and said loudly: "Would you like to return to the arms of God of Father?"

"This is our ultimate destiny!"

The other ancestor witches stood behind Di Jiang one by one.

They all stared at Hongjun.

"I wish to be with the ancestor witch, and may I return to the embrace of God the Father!"

The remaining witch clan let out a decisive roar.

The corners of Daozu's mouth twitched slightly.

In the distance, beside the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Interesting!" Chu Yang showed a strange look, "The Witch Clan is strong, but she can see it thoroughly. However, the Taoist Ancestor is unfair. How should I choose this game? Hey, it has nothing to do with me anyway, so I just take advantage of this opportunity..."

He walked towards Pangu Palace.

There was a person in the heavenly court, and it was the Buddha of Light.
Chapter completed!