Honghuang: Kill the traverser, I am Huanglong stable

Chapter 70 Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Formation vs Twelve Capitals Gods Great Formation!

Under Xing Tian's unreasonable and desperate fighting style, many demon saints could only flee in panic.

But the other ancestral witches seized the opportunity and killed them one by one!

They clearly have an absolute advantage in numbers, but facing the six ancestral witches, they can only retreat while fighting.

"Your Majesty, save me!"

Jiuying, who was seriously injured, saw that Xingtian was still chasing him, and his comrades were blocked by other ancestor witches.

In panic, he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry for help.

This voice directly spread across most of the battlefield.

It surprised Dijun, Fuxi, Donghuang Taiyi and others who were fighting.

It wasn't until this time that they realized that on another battlefield, their subordinates had been defeated.

Not only that, but most of the monster races were not opponents at all against the witch clan born from the blood of the great god Pangu.

Many monster clans have higher cultivation bases, but they are often defeated by the witch clan.

If it weren't for the greater number of Heavenly Court's army, perhaps they would have been defeated at this time!

"Brother, we can't wait any longer! Let's set up the formation!"

Donghuang Taiyi fought hard to push back the three ancestor witches, then turned into a rainbow light and retreated to Dijun's side and shouted.

Fuxi and Kunpeng followed suit and retreated together.

Di Jiang and other ancestral witches also gathered together cautiously.

The six great ancestral witches and the four high-level leaders of the Heavenly Court confront each other across the air!

"Command, set up the formation!"

Following the issuance of orders one after another, hundreds of Da Luo Jinxians appeared behind the monster army, and there was also a group of elite monsters at the level of Taiyi and Golden Immortals!
Then, Di Jun and Fu Xi directly abandoned the battlefield and joined the group of monsters.

Only Kunpeng with a sad face was left behind, and Donghuang Taiyi, who was unabated in his fighting spirit, faced Di Jiang and other six ancestor witches!

Stop their pursuit!
Because compared to these two, Di Jun, who holds the Luoshu River Map, and Fuxi, who is unparalleled in wisdom, are obviously more suitable to host the big formation!

Soon, one side's formation that almost covered half of the battlefield has been successfully deployed!

Countless stars shine with each other from outside the sky!The terrifying atmosphere permeated the entire prehistoric world!

Seeing this, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches also abandoned their enemies and returned to the earth when they felt bad.

Then without further ado, he began to set up a large formation of the gods and demons in the twelve capitals, and summon Pangu's real body!

"Di Jun, don't think that only your monster clan has formations, and our clan is the number one in the wild!"

With Pangu's real body appearing in the world!The aura of calamity in the prehistoric has also reached its peak!

Huang Long, who was trying his best to refine the negative energy, was also keenly aware of this.

But he was not surprised but delighted!Because with the transformation of a large amount of negative energy, he is not far away from Da Luo!

On the top of the head, there is even a faint appearance of three flowers gathering together!It's just faintly visible, illusory and unreal, and only at the third-rank level!

"Not enough! The third rank of Da Luohua in the prehistoric world is just the lowest Da Luo's way. There is no possibility of getting closer in the future. Even if the flowers bloom at the sixth rank, the possibility of being promoted to the quasi-sage is very small! Only the flowers bloom Ninth rank is the only way to ensure that the quasi-sage is worry-free!"

"However, if you want to become a saint, you must at least reach the ninth rank above the same as the six saints of heaven and earth and even the ancestor of Taoism!"

With this in mind, Huang Long began to lay a solid foundation.

All of a sudden, more auras of catastrophe and resentment began to surge towards him!
On the other side, Dijun and Fuxi, who controlled Zhou Tian's star formation, had already fought with the twelve ancestor witches who formed Pangu's true body!
Within the formation, countless star projections descended from the sky and began to bombard the Wu Clan army!

As for the twelve ancestor witches, while blocking one by one with Pangu's real body, they waved their fists and directly shook the space of the big formation.

Along with Donghuang Taiyi who wanted to go to the battlefield to massacre, many demon saints from heaven also stopped him!
In the prehistoric times, countless great powers were unable to detect the situation here with their spiritual thoughts due to the aura of calamity.

But now even if they stand in their respective dojos, they can directly see the terrifying scene near Buzhou Mountain with their eyes!
Many people were even more shocked. They never expected that the two clans of liches could make such a scene that could be compared to a battle between saints.

Whether it's the big square formation or the real body of Pangu, the power exerted has far exceeded the limit of the quasi-sage!

"For Your Majesty, for Heaven, and for the Monster Race! Kill!"

The ordinary monsters and witches who were shrouded in the fighting power of the two saints were all panic-stricken.

But the fear was quickly dispelled by their respective blood.

When the fight reached this level, they no longer considered whether they could survive.

Many seriously injured soldiers on both sides directly regarded themselves as human bombs, and while rushing towards the enemy camp, they blew themselves up!

As a result, the Lich War has entered the most tragic stage!

Under the influence of the Qi of Measuring Calamity, everyone has entered a state of madness!
It doesn't matter what magical powers, spells, or spiritual treasures you have, just catch someone and drag him to death together and that's it!
Even Da Luo Jinxian and Da Wu became helpless cannon fodder on this kind of battlefield.

But what is even worse is the quasi-sage of the Yaozu, who is different from Donghuang Taiyi who is protected by the Chaos Bell, who can barely protect himself between the Zhoutian Star Dou formation and the Twelve Capitals Tianshen formation.

Ordinary quasi-saints like them, on a battlefield equivalent to that of saints, could not last long as key targets.

But in a moment of effort, seven or eighty-eight have already fallen!

"Open it!" In the battlefield, when the Twelve Ancestral Witches saw that members of their own family were being suppressed in the formation, Pangu's real body suddenly roared, and then an illusory sky-opening ax appeared!

With a sudden slash!The whole world is shaking!

Accompanied by bursts of exclamations, Zhou Tian Xingdou's formation was torn apart.

Then the hundreds of Da Luo Jinxians who were in the formation also fell out, and most of them fell directly.

Not to mention those Taiyi Golden Immortals, monster races at the level of Golden Immortals, group destruction is their only end!
After this shocking blow, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also reached their limit, and Pangu's true form began to collapse, revealing their figures again.

"Damn it, if there were 360 ​​five quasi-sages forming the formation, how could you break the formation so easily!" Di Jun said with a face full of unwillingness, spitting blood from his mouth.

This is by no means the limit of his Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation!But time is ticking!Heavenly Court simply doesn't have that much time to accumulate enough quasi-saint monks.

"Di Jun, let's continue to fight!" After achieving the goal, the twelve ancestor witches roared in unison.

Then they rushed towards the surviving Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi and Kunpeng at the same time.

A twelve versus four battle begins again!
But this time, Dijun and the others were obviously at a disadvantage!

After the rest of the demon saints fell or were seriously injured, the four of them alone were no match for the twelve ancestor witches.

Among them, Kunpeng's eyes were already wandering around.

Then, when no one expected it, he revealed his real body and fled the battlefield with wings!
Kunpeng was extremely fast, and he was already thousands of miles away in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Di Jun's already seriously injured body spit out a mouthful of blood again, and roared with great anger: "Kunpeng!"

Then he glanced at the twelve ancestral witches who surrounded the three of them, feeling a sense of death in his heart, and laughed miserably.

"Hahaha! God doesn't help the lonely! If that's the case, let's all die together!"

His crazy eyes stared at Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others among the twelve ancestor witches, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)