Chapter 197
As soon as the words fell, He Ping'an's body shone with golden light, and he turned into a golden man of thousands of feet again. In a flash, he rushed towards the phantom of Pangu in the midair, and ripples appeared where his feet stepped.

Seeing He Pingan rushing over, a flash of agility flashed in Pangu Xuying's huge eyes, black light flowed all over his body, his muscular muscles were filled with endless power, the giant ax disappeared, and he greeted He Pingan with bare hands.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the two huge figures finally collided together, and a powerful aftermath spread to the surroundings, but when it reached the twelve stone pillars, it was quietly absorbed by the stone pillars.

With the appearance of Pan Gu phantom, this weird formation has also undergone some changes.

The golden man transformed by He Ping'an and Pangu Xuying grabbed each other's arms, head to head, constantly bursting out with endless force, trying to knock each other down directly.

Endless divine power, wrestling with each other!
After a little contact, He Pingan felt that there was a strong force coming from where the opponent was grabbing, and on the golden body, there was an indentation made by the opponent's fingers.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the thousand-foot giant transformed by He Pingan couldn't resist the opponent's pressure, and kept retreating.

The void under his feet continuously let out bursts of violent noises as he stepped back.

"Three crazy Taoists, I really didn't expect that you are a person from another world!"

Seeing that he had the upper hand, Wu Xian Zhuqing showed a relaxed smile on his face, and at the same time kept mocking He Pingan with words.

In the dream, he can also see what He Pingan has experienced, and naturally knows that He Pingan comes from a world where iron boxes can run on the ground and iron birds can fly in the sky.

"Your real name is He Ping'an?"

"The bride in the dream is not bad, but unfortunately, the demon saint is the adopted daughter of my old friend, and you are destined not to have it."

Wu Xian kept mocking him. What he wanted to see most at this time was the scene of He Ping'an's complexion changing dramatically and being ravaged by himself.

"What is your formation called?"

He Pingan raised his head, with his usual expression, looked at the phantom of Pangu in front of him and asked, "It's not bad."

His voice was frivolous, as if he was at a disadvantage at this time, not him, but Wu Xian Zhuqing.

"Dare to say big things when you are dying."

"Our witch cultivator has passed down the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals from ancient times. Not to mention a little martial saint like you, even the Daozu Demon Emperor can suppress it on the spot!"

Wu Xianzhuqing saw that He Ping'an had no sense of being at a disadvantage, and said.

Sure enough, it was this formation, and He Ping'an's heart moved. He had already guessed it just now, but he always felt that it was different from the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons formation in his impression.

Now it seems that it should be too long, and this formation has also been changed.

"The formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals is of course not bad."

"But it's a pity that you people are too good!"

He Pingan glanced at the twelve great witches who were fully urging the formation, and then suddenly shouted: "Strong!"

"Two heads and four arms!"

As the sound fell, a mysterious force descended from the sky and landed directly on the thousand-zhang golden body, a burst of dazzling golden light flashed, and the thousand-zhang golden man gave birth to a head and two thick arms out of thin air.

"Roar!"

As the invisible force continued to pour into He Ping'an's body, he let out a roar of joy, and the infinite force was immediately transmitted to his limbs and bones.

He Pingan, who was still retreating just now, immediately stopped his retreating steps and stabilized his figure in the void.

The extra pair of arms was freed up, Ling Kongxu grabbed it, blood flashed, and the Heavenly Demon Blood Transforming Sword had appeared in his hand.

"cut!"

He Pingan yelled sharply, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and then he slashed down with his knife suddenly, the space was torn open with tiny cracks, but they were quickly healed.

The blade was as bright as the moon, filled with blood, and Wuxian Zhuqing immediately felt the threats from the heavenly devil's blood-transforming sword.

"Ho!"

Wuxian Zhuqing let out an angry shout, and suddenly exerted force, pushing He Ping'an's thousand-foot golden body away a little, his right hand was bluffed, and a phantom of a huge ax suddenly appeared in the phantom of Pangu's fleshy body.

"clang!"

There was only a sound of gold and iron, and the giant ax and the bloody long knife collided with each other, sending out a shock that pierced the sky, and then bounced off each other. The powerful wind scattered in all directions, and was completely absorbed by the twelve ancient stone pillars. , and then transmitted back to the phantom of Pan Gu's physical body.

"He Pingan, I am in this big formation, which is equivalent to being immortal and invincible!"

As the aftermath was sucked in, the phantom of Pangu's physical body became stronger again, and Wuxian Zhuqing's arrogant laughter came from the phantom of Pangu.

He Pingan really did not expect that in the great array of the gods and gods in the Twelve Capitals, Pangu's phantom would absorb the aftermath of the fight between the two, and his strength would continue to improve, and even if the phantom was damaged, it would recover instantly.

And although my eighty-nine profound art has endless real energy and almost never exhausts it, my own strength is fixed.

"Death!"

Wuxian Zhuqing let out a loud roar, leaped up, and slashed down with the giant axe, tiny cracks in space appeared on the blade of the axe, and endless fierce and destructive power struck He Pingan.

He Ping'an's eyes shrank, and Pangu Xuying's ax was already as powerful as the ghost and god Yin Changsheng he met that day.

"Roar!"

He Pingan let out a roar, and the blood in his hand was shining brightly. The Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword turned into a thousand-foot blood-colored long knife.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the space above the entire Xuanwu Cliff shook. He Ping'an's body was instantly thrown upside down and flew thousands of feet away. He didn't stop until he hit the light curtain on the edge of the Great Formation .

From the corner of the mouth, a streak of golden blood oozes out.

But Pangu Xuying only took three steps back before stopping.

"Pangu's physical body is really extraordinary!"

He Ping'an's body shone with golden light, and the minor injuries suffered by his body were immediately healed by the true essence.

But his face is not relaxed, this is just a phantom of Pangu's physical body, if the strength is not enough for the real body, it is so powerful, if Pangu's real body descends, or if twelve first-rank great witches summon Pangu's physical body, the strength must be again Not the same.

"Come again!"

He Ping'an's eyes sharpened, and then the golden light flashed all over his body, and he disappeared in place.

This time, he planned to cooperate with Zongdi Jinguang to see if he could defeat Pangu's physical phantom with speed.

Without any sound, He Ping'an's golden body, without a trace of bulkiness, suddenly appeared behind the phantom of Pangu's physical body, and cut it down with a knife in one hand, creating tiny cracks in the space again.

At the same time, the remaining three giant hands clenched their fists and hit Pangu Xuying's head fiercely, while the other hand radiated golden light and slapped Pangu Xuying's back with the other.

There is also a palm, with two fingers close together, piercing down like sword fingers, the golden light shone, and the sharp sword light caused ripples in space.

This is a trace of the martial arts sword spirit he comprehended under the three characters of Heroic Soul Valley.

Four earth-shattering attacks appeared on the phantom of Pangu's physical body at the same time, even Wuxian Zhuqing did not dare to underestimate it.

"Roar!"

I saw Pan Gu phantom let out a roar, and turned around when there was no time to move, a black light curtain appeared on his body, and immediately blocked the four attacks that were about to fall on his body.

In just this breath, Pangu Xuying slashed out with an axe, facing the four attacks.

"boom!"

There was another roaring noise, and He Ping'an's golden body flew out backwards, hitting the edge of the formation again.

"Come again!"

Eighty-nine Xuangong was running, and He Pingan recovered from his physical injuries in an instant, and then a golden light flashed, and appeared on the right side of Pan Gu's phantom.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the void, the golden light kept flickering, and He Ping'an's figure appeared in every place of Pangu's phantom, and he tried to attack him one by one from various tricky angles. The two sides had exchanged nearly a thousand moves in an instant.

But as the battle became more intense, Pangu Xuying became stronger and more familiar with He Pingan's fighting habits. Before He Pingan appeared, Pangu Xuying had even guessed where He Pingan would appear.

With one strike, He Pingan was going to fight in embarrassment.

This was He Pingan's most difficult battle since he practiced Transcendence. He used almost all of his hole cards, but he still couldn't win.

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