I, the God of Prehistoric Time, control infinite time and space

Chapter 107 Chapter 106
"Ha ha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"That's it?"

Luo Hu's eye-catching sarcasm, and his words following the trend of the times made Hongjun a little embarrassed.

"Break the formation!"

"Pangu Fan, shatter the world!"

Hongjun let out a loud cry, his whole body was wrapped in a stream of light, the surroundings were illuminated by patches of light, and the jade butterfly was spinning endlessly above his head.

The light in all directions was dazzling, the stars trembled, and as the gods turned, the sky and the earth suddenly fell into endless darkness.

"The power to cover the sky and the sun, is it just that?"

Luo Hu gently squeezed his own body, posing in a unique posture, countless runes emerged from his hands, and a murderous aura rushed towards his face.

The entire Zhuxian Sword Formation flew out, a blood-red formation, a dull sky.

The entire prehistoric west was reflected into a hellish scene, and the bloody setting sun and the afterglow of the setting sun made the dozens of quasi-sages in the formation feel dizzy.

"This is a comprehensive formation!"

"Guard the mind, stick to the soul!"

"Illusionary Formation, Killing Formation, Trapped Formation... This...!"

Yinyang Tianzun was worried, but he followed Hongjun to make a move.

The ten quasi-sages at the early stage plus three quasi-sages at the peak of the quasi-sage blasted towards the position of Zhu Xianjian.

Concentrate each other's supernatural powers and try their best.

"Oh!"

The sound of the explosion sounded, and the surrounding dust fell into the sky, dirtying the eyes and making them unable to see the surrounding scene.

"puff!"

There was only the sound of spitting blood, and a strong man in the early stage of quasi-sage was instantly hit by a sword of law. From the center of his eyebrows, he was directly fixed to death on the formation barrier in the distance. Die again.

Following that, dozens of sword qi flew over, smashing his
The flesh was smashed into slag.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped, their entire backs felt cold.

"Use supernatural powers to protect yourself, don't be broken by the sword energy!"

Hongjun said to those around him that he had already taken the lead in using the good fortune jade butterfly fragments to wrap his whole body without revealing himself.

"Go back!"

Tianzun Yinyang suddenly felt a terrifying aura coming from his left.

Before anyone can react...

"puff!"

The chest of a strong passer-by in the early days of a Zhunsheng was pierced, and blood flowed horizontally.

Killing with one blow, killing a quasi-sage is as easy as killing an ant.

"Sword rain falls to the sky!"

Luo Hu is controlling everything in the formation.

For a moment, hundreds of millions of sword qi appeared in the sky above the Zhuxian Sword Formation, aiming at Hongjun and the others.

"fall!"

As Luo Hu's voice fell, hundreds of millions of divine swords came out, fell from the sky, and fell to the bottom at an indescribable speed.

"puff…!"

"Puff puff!"

A few sounds of vomiting blood appeared, and several corpses remained in the field, wrapped in sword energy, and turned into flying voids.

"what?"

Patriarch Qiankun was shocked, and retreated in confusion.

"Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Light—Extreme Immortal Sword Qi!"

Rahu spoke.

A ray of natal sword energy emerged from the Juexian Sword, and a million sword lights appeared behind him.

It was another crushing situation. This time, the ten strong passers-by in the early stage of quasi-sages all died without any chance of escape.

They have no treasure to protect themselves, let alone a powerful realm to control themselves.

In terms of body and soul, they are undoubtedly cabbages in the Zhuxian Sword Formation hahahaha.

"The three of you are left, and you used to be considered old friends, but today we can only become enemies."

Luo Hu scolded with a smile.

During the period of the calamity of the beasts, to put down the chaos of the beasts, the figures of these people often fought side by side with him.

But time is ruthless, every creature has its own life, and I don't know if it's these old guys who live their own life.

Luo Hu smiled and even cried a little, and there were some ripples in his blood-red eyes.

"I'm sorry, everyone. After my ancestor became holy, I will definitely resurrect you. I hope that next time, it will be you who go against the sky!"

"Heavenly puppet, it's not suitable for you."

He wants to witness the fall of Hongjun and others with his own eyes, he wants to watch them leave with his own eyes, and he wants to see off his old friends.

"The prehistoric world is not about the ways of the world. There are only fighting and killing here. Only the strong are respected. There is only... Tao!"

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"Out!"

"Come out, Pindao has discovered the method of breaking the formation of Zhuxian Sword Formation!"

Hongjun roared a little excitedly in the sword formation, he finally understood after so many fellow Taoists died.

"How to break the formation, don't force yourself, if you drag it on, all three of you will have to go to the ground!"

"The sword array is in front, and the four sides are measured!"

"There must be a gate of three deaths and one life!"

"Pindao deduced and guessed that if the Zhuxian Sword Formation can be called this name, only the Zhuxian sword is real, and the other three swords are fake. The fake sword is the gate of death, and the real sword is the gate of life!"

"As long as we go to the north to kill the Immortal Sword and directly destroy this sword, the formation will be destroyed without attack!"

Hongjun spoke clearly and clearly, without ambiguity at all.

"Are you serious?"

"The prehistoric people don't lie to the prehistoric people!"

Qiankun Patriarch asked suspiciously.

"Naturally, I don't lie, the friendship between us, I still believe in Hongjun Daoist friend..." Yinyang Tianzun said while resisting the killing sword energy.

next moment…

The three of them slowly approached Zhu Xianjian.

Seeing this, Luo Hu from the outside could not help but purse his lips.

"What is this for? Giving away the head?"

He couldn't understand what Hongjun was thinking, the old man was probably not as stupid as he thought.

Could it be that he wanted to cheat Yin Yang and Qian Kun?

That's not right, it's even more impossible to break the grand formation of the ancestors by pitting two peak quasi-sages.

"Calculation, keep watching, Ben Zu sees what tricks he can do."

Luo Hu smiled and continued to watch everything.

In the distance, in the middle of the clouds in the sky, Gu Sheng, as a war reporter, watched everything about the war.

This last coffin was prepared for someone below.

Gu Sheng sat upright, gnawed on a spiritual fruit, and watched the play with great interest.

After a while, two more figures appeared.

It suddenly descended from the sky and landed next to Gu Sheng, looked at him and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Yuekong, we are here again, haha!"

At first glance, it was the old man Fate and the old man who raised his eyebrows.

"Forehead!"

"What again?"

Gu Sheng waved his hands, looking a little lazy, and even said that he was too lazy to talk to Yang Mei.

This person is just a local ruffian, thick-skinned, relatively laid-back, and the key is that he is not good-looking.

At any rate, the old man Fate looks more immortal, more amiable, more ethereal and illusory, plus he still has a little friendship in the chaotic era, Gu Sheng is still pleasing to the eye.

"Fellow Daoist Yuekong, I heard that you went to Chaos?"

Fate opened his mouth, came to Gu Sheng, changed a teapot in his hand, and poured a cup of tea for Gu Sheng himself.

In this regard, Gu Sheng has already had some...

"Yangmei also went there, if you have any questions, you can ask him directly, don't ask me!"

Gu Sheng pointed and raised his eyebrows.

Raising eyebrows seeing this, he quickly waved his hands, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't ask me, I don't know anything!"

"I went to Chaos, and wandered around with Fellow Daoist Yue Kong. As for what he did, I don't know anything... Cough cough, I don't know."

Gu Sheng: "..."

"That", old man Fate rubbed his fingers, and then smiled with some reluctance: "Time and space accelerate...cough cough, fellow Taoist Yuekong, you know, the time-space formation that helps the world develop rapidly...cough cough!"

Although I knew it was embarrassing, fate still opened its mouth.

He just wanted the space-time formation to help Honghuang develop rapidly.

(End of this chapter)