My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 223 The farce should end!
"Boom!"

"Oh~"

In the small world transformed by the main hall of the Great Emperor Fengdu, a six-foot-tall witch jumped out first, and his body swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, he had recovered from six feet tall to six hundred feet. Compared with it, Han Shou seemed like a big man The size comparison between elephants and ants.

"I am the God of Pingyu Division—'Kuang', and I am here to fight!"

"Han Dijun, what are you talking about!"

"Don't worry, I will control my strength and never hurt my life, but if I accidentally hurt you, don't go to the Zuwu Empress and cry!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Before the words fell, the hundreds of witches who had already rushed to this place burst into laughter.

"Shoot, Han Dijun!" Kuang grinned and looked down at Han Shou, and stretched out his hand to signal for him to shoot first.

Han Shou's eyes were astonishingly bright, and there were faint shadows of double pupils—Taishi's double pupils appeared.

"It's better for you to make a move first, if I make a move, you will have no chance!"

'Kuang' laughed loudly: "If you make a move, I will lose? Hahahaha..."

All the witches leaned forward and backward with laughter.

'Kuang' said grimly; "You're just a true immortal, even if your body is comparable to three blood changes, why would you want to win in front of me?"

"The human race is my servant of the witch race, so you should obey orders honestly."

"You're overthinking yourself, whatever!"

"The farce should end!"

The strength of Ping Yusi Sishen 'Kuang' can be seen by Han Shou at a glance, but it is only close to seven exchanges of blood, that is, with Xuanxian

Equivalent strength.

As for Han Shou's comprehensive strength, after entering the law of time, ordinary golden immortals are no longer his three-in-one enemy.

"Whoosh!"

"chant!"

'Kuang' shook his body, and his physical body surged to six thousand feet, like a towering mountain, he raised his leg and stepped on Han Shou with a "boom".

In an instant, the power of the ground was connected under the feet, and the air within a hundred miles became thick and stagnant.

Han Shou stood under his feet on the ground, and there was an invisible and terrifying suction force, which held him firmly in place, just like a pair of invisible hands growing out of the ground, wrapping him tightly in place, making him Can't move.

Every move can draw the power of the earth's veins, this is the talent of the witch of the Houtu tribe, born with it.

However, under the gaze of Tai Shi's double pupil, this kind of natural power has become a restriction full of loopholes.

The talent of the witches of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Tribes, inherited from the bloodline of the ancestor witches, is actually a kind of innate restriction inherent in the body.

Taishi's heavy pupils penetrate all restrictions, and of course the innate restrictions of talents are also among them.

If Taishi's double pupil continues to transform and evolve, it will even be able to penetrate the reality of the law.

In Han Shou's line of sight, the big foot that came across was connected to the earth's force of leylines overflowing like a fishing net. The invisible lines in the fishing net were irregular, revealing gaps of various sizes.

That gap is where the flaw lies.

"Rumble rumble~"

The big feet that covered the sky trampled down at an alarming speed.

Han Shou spit out two words lightly: "Where the wind!"

Supernatural powers—breathing the wind!

"Huh... 唪隆~"

A storm suddenly blew up in the peaceful world, and invisible gusts of wind precisely passed through the large net condensed by the power of the earth's veins, and swept up.

"Ah~"

Nearly [-] feet high, "Kuang" was like a paper man, and when he was on his back, he was swept up into the air by the storm, and "Kuang" subconsciously screamed.

After the feet were off the ground, the strength of the ground veins was lost, and Kuang's strength plummeted by three levels.

Under Han Shou's supernatural power, he was completely powerless to fight back.

The violent and unimaginably violent wind completely restrained him, and even moving his fingers became an extravagant hope. He could only watch helplessly as he was rolled higher and higher until it exceeded 30 feet.

"Whoo~"

The storm blowing from the bottom up suddenly turned into a downward pressure storm from the top down.

"boom!"

"Pfft~"

Like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, "Kuang"'s Fa Tianxiang collapsed, and he regained his height of nearly seven hundred feet. He spurted hundreds of feet of blood in a mouthful, and he had already suffered serious injuries.

"No, no!"

"I haven't lost yet, come again!"

With red eyes, "Kuang" jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Han Shou.

Han Shou frowned and flicked his fingers.

"Boom~"

"Crack!"

Immortal light flashed, and an invisible giant force hit his chest, punching out a huge bloody hole in his chest on the spot, and his [-]-foot-high body flew thousands of feet upside down and hit the ground heavily.

"Gulu... poof!"

The dirty blood and viscera fragments in the mouth were sprayed out like a torrential rain.

"I, I still...can fight again!"

'Kuang' had red eyes, and his witch power was in disorder, causing the ground to crack and shake continuously.

Struggling to get up and come back again, but this time I couldn't get up because of staggering for a long time.

"breathe"

"Whoo~"

The hundreds of witch priests in the audience didn't have the slightest sense of sharing the same hatred, but each of them was eager to fight, and even breathing became violent, causing the surrounding air to swirl.

"'Kuang', you lost!"

"Let me do it!" A giant who looked seven feet tall but was actually seven hundred feet tall came out.

Han Shou lowered his eyelids: "You, no!"

"Whoever wants to fight with Han, come!"

The faces of hundreds of priests of the Wu tribe suddenly changed, and they were irritated.

"How arrogant you are!"

"Die!"

"Isn't Han Dijun afraid of death?"

"Heh! Just because you won a 'kuang', you dare to be so arrogant?"

"How long has it been since I've seen such an arrogant person like you? Hey, the last one who was as arrogant as you was torn to pieces by us, and all his soul and soul were wiped out. Han Dijun, you also think so ?”

"I advise you not to dare to talk nonsense because you have an ancestor witch to protect you. Otherwise, we will let you know why the witch tribe is good at fighting. Only the witch tribe has been besieged, and no witch tribe has joined forces to besiege anyone!"

……

Han Shou frowned slightly, and said indifferently, "Noisy!"

At this time, almost all the 430 priests of the Wu clan had arrived, and his two short words completely angered more than [-] priests of the Wu clan.

"How brave!"

"Battle, fight!"

"Boom~"

"Boom!"

As soon as Han Shou's words fell, 38 of the most violent witches rushed towards Han Shou with a thunderous roar.

Not all the witches in the underworld come from the Houtu tribe, but most of them were born in the Houtu tribe.

There is no shortage of witches who were born in the other eleven ancestral witch tribes.

For a time, the power of thunder, the power of five elements, the power of storm, the power of space, the power of time, etc., because the eleven ancestor witches ruled the law, the 38 witches who were born with certain talents, their fists and feet roared like a wall. .

Han Shou's eyes sparkled, and Taishi's double pupil was urged to the extreme.

The 38 witches came together to surround and kill them with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. It seemed that they joined forces to seal off the destructive power in all directions, but in his eyes, there were hundreds of flaws and loopholes.

Han Shou allowed the destructive power of the witches to overflow, and a strong wind was blown up, making the emperor's robe crackle.

The hair on the sideburns danced in the air, like a divine sword chopping in the air.

At this moment, 38 statues ranging in height from 38 to [-] feet, after performing the magic of heaven and earth, turned into witch clans ranging from [-] to [-] feet, surrounded from all directions, like [-] mountains pushing the wall of the witch clan's secret method, Squeeze and crush him alive and turn him into powder.

Han Shou opened his mouth lightly: "Call the rain!"

Supernatural power --- call the rain!

"Crash~"

Black clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and the torrential rain covered hundreds of miles.

"Chichichi..."

The raindrops are like arrows, pouring down densely.

The complexions of a dozen or so witches over seven thousand feet tall suddenly changed.

The body is [-] feet tall, and already has the strength to overwhelm the Xuanxian but weaker than the Jinxian. They can already sense the strangeness of the rainstorm that is pouring down.

(End of this chapter)