Honghuang: All the sects have been sanctified, I can't stand it anymore

Chapter 77 The Death of Fuxi
"I didn't expect the two formations of the Yaozu to be so powerful that they could give Di Jun a strength close to that of Primordial Primordial Realm."

"In this way, the two sides are really evenly matched. At this time, Dijun's aura is already comparable to that of Pangu Great God Xuying. If it weren't for Fuxi and Kunpeng just now, the Yaozu would still have the advantage."

"It's no wonder, Kunpeng and Fuxi, just watching the battle, we were shocked by the aura of the phantom of the Pangu God, and they were targeted by the phantom of the Pangu God, and they lost their minds for a while. , Yaozu has lost the top of Donghuang Taiyi, it is indeed a bit too polite."

Da Neng, who was watching the battle this time, actually did not expect that the two Lich clans would have such a terrifying chassis.

With such a hole card, even the Saint of Heaven can fight for a short time.

Many seniors are envious in their hearts, it would be great if they also have such a hole card.

"In other words, if the Lich clans continue to fight, the ancestral lineage of the Great Desolation Buzhou Mountain will most likely be destroyed. At that time, it will be a catastrophe for the whole Prehistoric Desolation. Shall we come forward to stop it?" Zhen Yuanzi, who was silent, said with a worried expression on his face.

"Brother Zhenyuanzi, what you said is very correct, so it's up to you to persuade the two clans of liches to stop making peace."

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, I didn't expect you to be so brave that you actually wanted to persuade the two clans of liches to cease fighting."

"I just found out, fellow Taoist Zhenyuanzi, you are the most ruthless person in the prehistoric world."

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, did you drink the fake wine from Taoist Jiu?"

"Slandering me, I want to sue you for slandering me. I am a wine Taoist who uses wine as his way of life. Although the wines we make are not all top quality, they are absolutely authentic, and there is absolutely no fake wine."

Many great experts said to Zhen Yuanzi with mocking faces.

They also knew that if the Lich clan continued to fight, it was very likely to bring a catastrophe to the prehistoric people.

However, although they are quasi-sages, they are indeed top experts in the absence of saints, but how can they intervene to dissuade such a war, and it will be wiped out before it reaches the center of the battlefield.

So they didn't speak up.

They didn't panic too much. You must know that there are still saints in Honghuang. Even if the Lich War really brought catastrophe to Honghuang, there will be saints who will take care of it.

As the saying goes, when the sky falls, there is a tall man to support them. They didn't panic at all. Instead, they watched the battle attentively, hoping to learn something to improve their own strength.

Zhen Yuanzi also blushed, and looked in the direction of Zixiao Palace, "I hope the saints will be aware of it and take action to resolve this catastrophe."

In fact, the most important purpose of Hongjun's preaching to the Six Sages of Heaven and Dao was to get the saints to gather in Zixiao Palace and not let them intervene in the catastrophe.

He chopped down Donghuang Taiyi with a single axe, and saw that the hearts of many Wu clans were surging, and they charged even more courageously.

On the Yaozu's side, seeing Donghuang Taiyi, who is known as the God of War, could not afford to be seriously injured, his heart became even more flustered. Even if Dijun's aura became extremely strong at this time, it was still difficult for them to dispel their panic, which led to chaos in the camp.

Many monster clan army formations were all broken by the witch clan, and they were completely at a disadvantage.

If Di Jun lost to Pangu Xuying, the Yaozu would surely perish today.

Kunpeng's eyes were looking around, as if he was looking for a way to escape.

"Roar"

At this time, Pangu Xuying slashed down with another axe, heading straight for Dijun's head.

"Di Jiang, I will never lose this battle."

Feeling the unprecedented strength of his body, Di Jun's confidence also surged, the fear in his heart has receded, and he slashed away with the witch-slaying sword in his right hand.

With his left hand, he made a tactic, and the sky full of stars manifested in his palm, and the prehistoric mountains, rivers, and rivers also condensed.

At this moment, Dijun's left hand seemed to be holding the sky and the earth in his palm, and he patted towards Pangu Xuying.

The power of this supernatural attack is infinitely close to the power of Hunyuan.

The terrifying collision once again appeared in the prehistoric world.

The sudden sound continued to resound, and many weak gods of the lich and demon races were directly shaken to death.

Since Di Jun had also sublimated to the extreme, he was about the same strength as Pangu Xuying's erupted strength.

No one can be with anyone anymore, they are in a stalemate.

The energy generated by the impact of the two of them spread like a wave in all directions, and the world collapsed again.

After a long time, Pangu Xuying showed signs of falling into a disadvantage.

Because Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Formation and Hunyuan Heluo Great Formation can continuously draw the power of the prehistoric to bless Di Jun.

On the side of the Wu Clan, the formation of Dutianshensha could be arranged entirely by the blood pool of the Pangu Temple, but at this time the blood in the blood pool was being consumed rapidly and could not be replenished.

At this moment, Fuxi also knew that the most critical moment had come, so he took the risk of holding the Fuxiqin and killed the phantom of Pangu.

The ancestral witches who formed the Great Formation of the Heavenly Gods also knew that defeat was certain if this continued.

"Brothers, as the patron saint of the Wu clan, we must not fail, otherwise the Wu clan's children will be driven to extinction, and there will be no way out."

"I'm going to sacrifice the power of my powerful formation. If I still can't win, I hope you can make the same choice as me."

Di Jiang said to the ancestors and witches through sound transmission, and he glanced at Wuzu Erlang with some nostalgia, and then made up his mind.

After the words fell, Di Jiang directly burned his own life force.

Immediately afterwards, several ancestral witches, without the slightest hesitation, also began to burn their own life force to strengthen the formation.

Immediately, nine ancestor witches chose to sacrifice themselves.

Immediately, Pangu Xuying was heard by the sound of a beating heart.

With the life force of the ancestral witches, Pan Gu's phantom gradually began to solidify, and the terrifying aura surged again, directly surpassing Di Jun and stepping into the real Hunyuan realm.

The blade of the Pangu God Ax held in Pangu Xuying's hand directly turned emptiness into reality, and a terrifying aura burst out. It was this kind of aura that once opened up the prehistoric world in the vast chaos.

Although there is only a trace of open air condensed out, it is still extremely terrifying.

The originally stalemate collapsed directly.

The Pangu divine ax directly slashed through Dijun's supernatural powers, knocked off the witch-slaying sword, and slashed down suddenly.

If this ax hit Di Jun, even if Di Jun had two great formations to protect him, he would not be able to escape life and death.

Fuxi, who originally planned to support Di Jun, did not expect this scene to happen.

He originally thought that the Wu Clan was at the end of their rope, and there was no one left.

But after seeing Kai Tianmang, he realized that his mistake was outrageous, and his actions had already sent him to the road of desperation.

At this moment, he wanted to retreat, but it was too late, he was already enveloped by Kai Tianmang, and there was no way to escape.

"My life is over!"

Fuxi could only watch the Pangu ax fall, unable to dodge the defense at all.

(End of this chapter)