Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 215: Pan Gu Appears, The Power of the Beginning God!
At this moment, Patriarch Styx was also cheering and celebrating.

"The Witch Clan does a lot of evil and runs rampant. Today is the time for their clan to be exterminated!"

The patriarch Minghe had the pleasure of revenge in his eyes, and he wished he could go back to the scene to check the situation in person.

The majestic Mengzhang Shenjun came to the East China Sea, and his violent aura suppressed all the supreme beings present.

For a while, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped, and the murderous intent filled the sky.

Countless supreme beings are watching the scene in front of them, and they can all see that this time the witch clan is probably doomed.

Nine Yuanshui Mansion Shenjun and the others hid in the clouds and waited and watched, all cheering excitedly.

At this moment, all living beings on the battlefield are paying attention, and everyone wants to see how the Wu Clan died.

"It all looks like a trap!"

Wu Yang looked at Mengzhang, the green dragon pressing across the nine heavens, and he only now fully understood it.

The relationship between the Dragon Clan and Mengzhang Shenjun is very complicated. After Mengzhang Shenjun became the Dongji Sage Monarch, he no longer interfered with the Dragon Clan.

It was because after becoming the Holy King of the East Pole, he had the responsibility to not leave the land of the East Pole. This was the same as the three emperors of the human race who could only stay in the Fire Cloud Palace.

Back then, Qinglong Mengzhang swore to the Dao of Heaven that he would never intervene in the affairs of the Dragon Clan when he became the Holy King of the East Extreme.

It is precisely because of this that under the dark influence of the Dao of Heaven, the current situation has come into being.

Divine Lord Mengzhang looked down at the witch clan below, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't show too much anger because of the destruction of the dragon clan.

"Di Jiang, leave the East China Sea now, and will not be entangled with the Dragon Clan in the future, and the Dragon Clan will not take the initiative to fight with the Wu Clan again. Today's matter will be written off."

Shenjun Mengzhang opened his mouth, his tone was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but there was a powerful force that could not be rejected in his slow words.

Shenjun Mengzhang's words made the onlookers speechless for a while. They all hoped that the Wu Clan would be slaughtered by Shenjun Mengzhang, but now it seems that the other party does not seem to have any plans to completely destroy the Wu Clan.

The smile on Sanqing's face receded. If the Wu Clan really retreated, wouldn't this crisis be resolved in an instant?
Their previous expectations were all in vain.

The Wu Clan has the legacy of Pan Gu, and the luck of the Wu Clan has been at its peak in recent years. If the Wu Clan is destroyed, the world will definitely suffer backlash. Even God Meng Zhang is unwilling to suffer such serious consequences.

In addition, Shenjun Mengzhang has been guarding the land of the East Pole all these years, and he has taken everything lightly. Killing and hatred are meaningless to him.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu faced the irresistible and powerful sage with a resolute and calm face.

"Qinglong Mengzhang, when the dragon clan colluded with the monster clan to deal with our witch clan, why didn't you stop it? Now that my witch clan has killed us in the East China Sea, you want us to leave. How can there be such a reason?"

Dijiang Zuwu opened his mouth, apparently having no intention of retreating.

Shenjun Mengzhang frowned slightly, and said:
"The dragon clan really shouldn't deal with the witch clan, but now all the elite dragon clan in the world are dead, leaving only the remnant soldiers and defeated generals. You have already received the punishment you deserve, and your witch clan has not lost much. This matter ends here. Don't suffer!".

As Mengzhang Shenjun said, although the dragon clan united with the monster clan to deal with the witch clan, they were not strong enough. win.

At this time, Patriarch Ying Long hurriedly said:

"Holy Monarch, countless children of my Dragon Clan died tragically at the hands of the Wu Clan, and I ask the Holy Monarch to take care of the bloodline and take action to destroy the Wu Clan. Otherwise, if the Holy Monarch retreats, they will surely come back and completely wipe out the flames of my Dragon Clan! ".

Faced with the words of ancestor Xianglong, Shenjun Mengzhang simply ignored him. He only looked at Emperor Jiang Zuwu, waiting for his reaction.

Shenjun Mengzhang didn't kill the Wu clan as soon as he came forward, which shows that he was afraid, and Wu Yang could see this very clearly.

He guessed that Pangu's legacy must have played a role, making a sage of this level dare not act rashly.

"The last thing my witch clan is afraid of is threats. Now the dragon clan and the witch clan are in an endless situation. Today, my witch clan retreats. In the future, I am afraid that more clans will show their teeth and claws at my witch clan and let Yinglong and the others go." , if they become stronger one day, can you guarantee that they won't do anything to our witch clan again?"

Dijiang Zuwu's words echoed over the East China Sea, and what he said was not without reason.

Today, the Witch Clan is immortal and Yinglong's lineage, once they were strong in the past, they will definitely come back to take revenge on the Witch Clan again.

"Today my witch clan will destroy Yinglong, what can you do to me!"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu stood upright, the real body of thousands of feet of ancestor witches stretched across the universe, and twelve ancestor witches showed their real bodies together, standing under the galaxy.

A murderous intent flashed in Shenjun Mengzhang's eyes. He didn't want to be used by the Dao of Heaven again, but now it seems that once he entered the prehistoric world, he couldn't help himself.

"If you don't retreat, although I, Meng Zhang, don't have the means of a saint here, I can still wipe out the witch clan!"

Shenjun Mengzhang said calmly that his strength can be maximized in the land of the East Pole, where there are infinite blessings of heaven and earth. Although the East China Sea is far away from the land of the East Pole, Shenjun Mengzhang still has the confidence to destroy the Wu Clan.

Seeing that the Witch Clan was going to fight Mengzhang Shenjun to the end without knowing life and death, this made the ancestor Yinglong's eyes a little bit more unconcealable pleasure.

In his opinion, as the holy king canonized by the Dao of Heaven, Mengzhang Shenjun is powerful enough to crush any ancestral witch, and it is not a problem to destroy them at all.

"If the Wu Clan retreated despite difficulties, they would have saved themselves. Now that they want to die, no one can save them!"

Ancestor Ying Long was filled with excitement, he wanted to see what else the witch clan could do to turn things around.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu looked at Shenjun Mengzhang and said:

"Slay Yinglong first, and then slaughter the world!".

Emperor Jiang Zuwu didn't take Shenjun Mengzhang seriously at all. This tough attitude made Shenjun Mengzhang puzzled.

As a majestic East Pole sage, being so underestimated by several Daluo Jinxians made Shenjun Mengzhang more angry.

"Please also ask the Holy Monarch to take action, this witch clan will not be destroyed, and my dragon clan will never have a peaceful day!"

Ancestor Ying Long was also fanning the flames, God Lord Meng Zhang was already ignored by the Wu Clan, if he retreated at this time, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?

"In this case, there is only one battle!"

There was a murderous intent in Mengzhang Shenjun's eyes, and before he finished speaking, his eyes had already turned into a clear light and shone everywhere.

If he wanted to make a move, he took advantage of the fact that the opponent hadn't exploded before he could kill with one blow, so that the Wu clan had no chance to use their hole cards.

However, at the next moment, the auras of the twelve ancestor witches had become one.

"boom!"

The berserk divine and evil spirit emanated from the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and Di Jiang roared angrily:
"Bu Twelve Capitals, the gods and gods are in a big formation!"

The witch clan was united as one, and before the voice of Emperor Jiang Zuwu's words fell, the terrifying figure had already appeared in the sky over the East China Sea.

The berserk divine spirit formed a nothing figure, and the figure waved its hand casually, instantly breaking up the attack of Shenjun Mengzhang.

He stood with his head held high between heaven and earth, the bottomless East China Sea submerged his ankles, and the deep and vast Nine Heavens Galaxy could hardly accommodate his head.

"That's,,, Pan Gu's real body!"

At this moment, the heroes trembled, and the world was shocked.

Shenjun Mengzhang even retreated quickly, and for the first time, panic appeared on his calm face from beginning to end.

Pangu!

The God of the Beginning of the Great Desolation!

Sanqing in Kunlun Mountain jumped up from the futon in an instant, their eyes were full of disbelief.

The demon emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and Minghe, their faces were even paler, and there seemed to be endless fear in their eyes.

Even Hongjun Taoist Ancestor in Zixiao Palace stared at the figure of Ang Zang on the ground, his eyes full of solemnity and doubt.

Isn't Pan Gu the Great God already passed away?

Why is it that heaven and earth reappear now, and come to the prehistoric world again?

"That's the shadow of Pan Gu, not the real body of Pan Gu."

Shenjun Mengzhang forced himself to calm down. After he got used to the strong shock, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

The figure of the great god Pan Gu was ethereal and ethereal, as if he was not solid.

That is the phantom summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan, not the real Pan Gu Primordial God!
After understanding this, Shenjun Mengzhang regained some confidence.

As long as it is not the return of the real Great God Pan Gu, God Lord Meng Zhang is confident of defeating the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"It's a bluff, no one can save you today!"

Shenjun Mengzhang let out a roar, and the nameless fire in his heart erupted completely, and the terrifying green dragon body rushed towards him instantly.

The figure of Great God Pan Gu moved, and at the same time as God Meng Zhang erupted, he roared angrily:
"Here comes the axe!"

The hands of the Great God Pangu were empty, and at this moment he roared and summoned his own axe.

For a moment, the Chaos Clock in Donghuang Taiyi's hand trembled, and in the Zixiao Palace, the Pangu Banner and Taiji Diagram on Daozu Hongjun's body also shook non-stop.

Daoist Hongjun waved his hand casually, and the Taiji diagram and Pangu flag were immediately suppressed and completely quieted down.

Donghuang Taiyi also hurriedly mobilized his mana to suppress the Chaos Clock, but unfortunately his strength was too weak, and he could barely suppress the powerful force in the Chaos Clock with all his strength.

"puff!"

Great God Pangu saw that the divine ax could not be summoned, so he gave up the idea. All this happened in an instant, but Donghuang Taiyi was already vomiting blood and was overwhelmed.

If Great God Pangu summoned him more, I am afraid that the Chaos Clock transformed by Kaitianshen Axe could return to his hands.

It's a pity that the god Meng Zhang has already been killed, and the figure of the great god Pangu doesn't have much time to entangle.

In the hands of Great God Pan Gu, the phantom of a divine ax emerged, facing the berserk attack from God Meng Zhang, Great God Pan Gu swung the same illusory divine ax and slashed out angrily.

"Open the sky!"

Pan Gu's voice was like a bell, and every word and deed contained endless avenues.

"boom!"

The violent power stirred up all directions, and the power of this ax seemed to have the supreme power to shatter chaos.

Mengzhang Shenjun's attack collapsed in an instant, and before it even touched the blade of the God-opening Axe, it was wiped out by the violent force.

The momentum of this ax remained undiminished, and it went straight to Mengzhang Shenjun.

At this moment, Mengzhang Shenjun realized how ridiculous what he had done before!
Even if it is a phantom of the Great God Pangu, it is not something he, the little sage of the East Pole, can contend with!

"Oh!"

The speed of the divine ax seemed to be slow, but the quasi-sage-level Shenjun Mengzhang couldn't resist it at all, and couldn't even dodge it.

The power of law under the divine ax has imprisoned everything around it.

The avenue of power surpasses complete supernatural powers, imprisoning the universe in all directions, allowing the power of space, time, and Otoki to be controlled and suppressed by it, without daring to resist at all!

This is the Dao of Power!
No matter what Taoism you practice, you can't get rid of the worry of "strength". Cause and effect are "strength", fate is "strength", all ways and thousands of methods have "strength"!
"puff!"

The incomparable Divine Monarch Mengzhang, with a quasi-sage-level powerful physical body, was split in two by the Pangu axe, and his physical body collapsed.

"This,,,"

In Zhutianyu, all spirits were shocked, especially those beings who were enemies of the Wu Clan. They were all trembling and their faces were extremely pale.

No one can beat this kind of divine power!
Wu Yang's blood boiled when he saw it, the Heavenly God Ax killed Mengzhang Shenjun with one blow, and the other party didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

"Roar!"

Shenjun Mengzhang screamed in pain, and the infinite divine energy poured in from his broken body, wantonly destroying Shenjun Mengzhang's physical body.

He has no strength to fight anymore, and now he is delusional to escape from Yuanshen.

"cut!"

The Great God Pangu struck again with an axe, and took the head of Shenjun Mengzhang, in order to completely destroy him.

"Boom!"

Shenjun Mengzhang was completely desperate, his physical body was destroyed, and the laws of his body could not be activated at all, even his own soul couldn't do it if he wanted to get rid of his physical body!
Facing this blow, he was completely desperate.

"puff!"

When the divine ax fell, Mengzhang Shenjun's huge dragon head like a mountain was smashed into pieces, and at the same time his soul was also wiped out.

The majestic Lord Mengzhang was chopped into ashes by the two axes of Pan Gu.

Wu Yang watched with enthusiasm, but he also clearly noticed that after each attack, the figure of Pan Gu would become even more empty. Obviously, such a violent attack would consume a lot of energy for the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Seeing Shenjun Mengzhang was killed, all the creatures were completely silent for a while.

The great strength of the Great God Pan Gu once again reminded all beings of that name, Pan Gu Shi Shen.

Wu Yang was also overwhelmed by the divine power, and yearned for it.

"This time even Shenjun Mengzhang was beheaded, so my reward will certainly not be less?"

Wu Yang was overjoyed, this time the battle was turbulent, but in the end the Twelve Capitals were easily defeated by the gods and gods, everything was worth it.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches dispersed the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation. Each blow of that formation would consume a huge amount of their own energy, so they could not use it for a long time, otherwise they would hurt themselves.

The two attacks just now had consumed a lot of physical strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Destroy Yinglong!"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu led his brothers to kill him. At this moment, Yinglong's ancestor had already been frightened. He has not yet recovered from the might of Pan Gu.

(End of this chapter)