The Beginning of American Comics

Chapter 401
A loud shout seemed to come from the chaos, and the vast power seemed to turn into sound waves, and wherever it passed, the wind and clouds collapsed.

And at the moment when the shout fell, an ethereal figure appeared above the void, it was Hongjun in white robe.

No one saw how Hongjun appeared, but the moment the voice sounded, Hongjun's figure had already appeared, as if that figure had stayed there forever.

Even Lin En, through the Heavenly Dao Mirror, did not discover how Hongjun appeared.

It's like teleportation, but there is no space fluctuation at all.

It's as if at this moment, Hongjun himself has been standing there, and at this moment he just suddenly revealed his figure.

However, at the next moment, the faces of all the creatures who were paying attention here changed, and they looked up at the sky.

I saw that an illusory big ax tore through the clouds, descended from the sky, and slashed straight at Hongjun.

Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be cut, and a neat layer of faults appeared. It was as if the entire sky was torn into two halves under this axe.

"Humph!"

Hongjun snorted coldly, the whole world seemed to have changed, and all creatures seemed to feel the emotions of this world.

Angry, disdainful!
It seems that this cold snort is the disgust expressed by Tiandi.

The next moment, Hongjun raised a hand and patted the falling ax lightly.

"boom……"

That situation was like swatting a fly away, but the roar of the explosion shook the whole world. Even Buzhou Mountain seemed to be shivering under the impact of the collision, and scattered rocks.

The next moment, because of Hongjun's slap, the huge ax changed direction instantly, and crashed down along the void beside Hongjun.

"Rumble..."

Just like splitting the sky and splitting the earth, the earth was directly torn apart, forming a huge crack, bottomless, and even a trace of chaotic breath erupted in that crack.

Countless mountains and rocks around were shattered by this blow, and even the palace with the Candle Dragon Hall printed on it was directly torn in half.

"That is……"

Lin En was a little surprised. The Candle Dragon Hall was one of the twelve halls where Pangu's heart and merits were gathered when the Wu Clan established the underworld.

But I don't know whether Hongjun was intentional or unintentional, this blow actually landed on this palace.

At the moment when the Candle Dragon Hall was destroyed, the real body of Pan Gu, formed by the twelve ancestor witches, trembled for a while, and his aura languished in an instant, and even that huge body became even more illusory.

"I said stop, didn't you hear me?"

Hongjun's voice was emotionless, but it made people feel a chill.

"Is it heaven?"

Hearing Hongjun's voice, Lin En frowned. He had been with Hongjun for a long time. Although he didn't understand Hongjun thoroughly, he could still distinguish Hongjun's voice.

But at this moment, Hongjun's voice is like an emotionless machine. Obviously, Hongjun at this moment has already melted into the heaven.

"Right!"

Lin En instantly understood that the Dao of Heaven is everywhere in the prehistoric world, and only Hongjun who is integrated into the Dao of Heaven can appear anywhere without leaving any traces.

In the same way, only Hongjun, who is in harmony with the way of heaven, can easily slap the attack of Pangu's real body.

You know, Lin En's vision of opening the sky back then caused Hongjun to suffer, let alone Pan Gu's real body.

Chaos gods and demons were born in the realm of saints, able to travel through chaos, but Pangu was able to fight three thousand gods and demons, and even win and kill them, absolutely surpassing the existence of saints.

Even if Pangu's real body is not as good as Pangu's Wanyi, the twelve quasi-sages, with the help of the power of the twelve capital gods, are not something that an ordinary saint can resist.

The Twelve Capital Heavens represent the twelve spatial orientations of the prehistoric land, including the southeast, the northwest, and so on. They are twelve orientations centered on Buzhou Mountain and extending outwards, so they are called the Twelve Capital Heavens.

To put it bluntly, the twelve spatial orientations just sum up the entire prehistoric land.

And the prehistoric land was transformed by Pangu's physical body, and the evil formation of the gods of the twelve capitals actually used the entire prehistoric land to reproduce Pangu's power with the blood of the twelve ancestor witches as a guide.

How can ordinary saints compete with Pangu's power.

"Hongjun!"

Although the giant's body was illusory, it didn't dissipate. Instead, it looked at Hongjun angrily. When he opened his mouth, his voice exploded in the void like thunder from the sky.

"My Twelve Patriarchal Witches set up the underworld to sort out the prehistoric land, which is a great merit to complement the heaven and the earth, do you think so?"

Hearing this, Hongjun didn't show any extra emotions, and said in an unusually calm voice, "Of course!"

"The monster clan attacked and killed us and destroyed the earth. This is a crime. Do you think so?"

"Of course!"

"Since that's the case, why do you stop me? Is it easy to bully my Twelve Patriarchal Witch?"

When Hongjun heard this, he fell silent unexpectedly, and there seemed to be a little bit of emotion flowing in his pupils.

And the creatures who have been paying attention here are also lost in thought, some of them have changed their faces, and their pupils are still flashing with calculations.

The Wu people are the descendants of Pangu, and they were conceived by the earth, so it is undisputed that they rule the earth.

If it weren't for this, there would be countless great powers in the prehistoric world, and such a great merit would never be the turn of the Wu Clan.

And Emperor Taiyi was conceived by the sun star, it is all right to set up the heavenly court and control the stars all over the sky, not to mention that after Hongjun nodded his approval, even if some people feel unwilling, they can only endure it.

But now Emperor Taiyi attacked and killed the Twelve Ancestral Witches. This is a big mistake, just like the disaster caused by the disharmony between heaven and earth, he must be punished.

Now, the Lich War, this is an opportunity to push Emperor Jun Taiyi down from the Heavenly Court. How can some people who are jealous of the Heavenly Court and the Underworld give up this opportunity.

"Teacher, the monster race destroyed the balance of the earth, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and countless lives died. This is a serious crime. I beg the teacher to deal with it fairly!"

At this moment, the East Prince's voice came from East Kunlun.

"I implore Daozu to deal with it impartially!"

Someone took the lead, and countless voices suddenly sounded from the sky and the earth, but no one showed their figure.

And hearing this, under the void where Hongjun was, Di Juntai became angry for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, his face turned cold for a while.

"Is this his calculation?"

Emperor Taiyi looked at each other, and the scene of Lin En cooking meat in a large cauldron suddenly appeared in his mind. At that time, the twelve ancestor witches shared the food without any scruples. Now that I think about it, there is a kind of conspiracy and calculation Feel.

Hearing this, Hongjun frowned slightly, looked down at Emperor Taiyi, and said, "Do you have something to say?"

"Teacher please!"

When Emperor Jun heard the words, he got up instantly, and bowed to Hongjun: "The witch clan slaughtered my monster clan son, and fed on my monster clan. As the emperor of heaven, how can I stand by and watch!"

As soon as Di Jun finished speaking, Tai Yi, who was more severely injured, got up tremblingly, and also bowed to Hongjun: "Teacher, I am the demon emperor, how can I watch my demon clan feed on me and ignore it? Daoist Lin En rose up! I implore the teacher to uphold justice for us!"

"I implore Taoist ancestor to uphold justice for us!"

Countless monster clans bowed down to Hongjun, shouting, their voices were full of sorrow.

In this battle, their monster clan had the upper hand at the beginning, but when Pan Gu's real body appeared, countless monster clan died.

Today, out of the millions of demon clans that came from the Heavenly Court, there are only less than one hundred thousand left. This battle can be described as extremely tragic.

And Lin En, who watched this scene through the mirror of heaven, was suddenly stunned.

This is just lying on the gun.

I was well in the Zixiao Palace, and I didn't even go to Honghuang, so why did I blame myself for everything?
Thinking of this, Lin En also became angry, got up directly, and disappeared into Zixiao Palace with one step.

"What a demon clan, you can't be bullied when you treat me as Lin En?"

(End of this chapter)