Prehistoric: Yuan Feng Heard My Heart And Wants To Marry Me

Chapter 142: The Twelve All Heavens and Gods, Pangu’s Flesh and Hands (Subscribe)

The prehistoric sky is turbulent, and the endless space is broken.

Hongjun was hysterical, and at all costs, he took the attack of the two saints and killed Suzaku, causing many great supernatural powers to numb their scalps.

“How much enmity is there between Daoist Hongjun and Suzaku?

“The tens of thousands of troops of the Phoenix Dynasty are coming. If it’s not good, I’m afraid they will be buried here.”

“Suzaku, there is no doubt that he will die.”

“The gap between the saint and the quasi-saint middle period is like the difference between heaven and earth.”

Endless purple air is rolling, and the air is soaring to the sky.

But at this moment, Suzaku still lay lazily on the boulder, motionless.

Vaguely, he saw a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Between the invisible, on the Buzhou Mountain, there seems to be endless turbid air rising and falling.

The moment Hongjun’s big hand arrived, it seemed to detonate this terrifying turbidity.

“boom!”

In an instant, a terrifying dark light shot straight into the sky, with Buzhou Mountain as the center, covering the prehistoric world for hundreds of millions of miles.

Hongjun’s big hand was also instantly covered in it.

At this moment, the vast and supreme aura pervades the prehistoric world.

The Buzhou Mountain, which was huge and pierced into the ancient starry sky, trembled faintly.

A vast and boundless will of heaven and earth permeated from Buzhou Mountain.

“boom!”

Hong Jun’s big hand was crushed by this terrifying will, and it exploded in an instant, turning into an endless purple blood mist.

This earth-shattering scene shook the entire prehistoric world.

Nobody knows what happened.

But this earth-shattering vision told everyone that something extraordinary must be happening.

Hongjun, but a saint who preached the Dao twice.

After the Chaos Demon God’s fleshly body proves the Primordial Primordial Dao, he is so powerful that he can be called immortal and immortal.

It was inexplicably crushed in an instant.

The recovery of Buzhou Mountain, the supreme will, the black light that fills the sky, and the endless darkness, as if something is nurturing.

At this moment, Buzhou Mountain is 650 million miles away.

Twelve giants of different heights and sizes stood up, looking in the direction of Buzhou Mountain. The moment they felt this breath, their blood spurted, and they knelt down.

“This is..

“This is.…

The faces of the Twelve Ancestors were full of horror, horror, disbelief, respect, and other emotions.

“This is the breath of Father Pangu.” In the end, the Queen Queen Zuwu blurted out, and the beautiful face was filled with inconceivable.

Not only her, but the other twelve ancestors were also terrified to death.

At this moment, it is not only the twelve ancestor witches.

In the prehistoric world, all the creatures with the blood of Pangu fell to the ground under this supreme aura, unable to even lift their heads.

In the extreme north, Sanqing, who was fighting for the Daomen and subduing many ethnic groups, also looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain in horror.

Then, he fell to the ground involuntarily.

Many Chaos Demon Gods who did not join the battle also trembled, and their eyes were full of fear as they looked at Buzhou Mountain.

This breath, they are simply too familiar.

Familiar can no longer be familiar, carved into their bones.

When the world opened up, the Chaos Demon God was beheaded by Pangu like chopping melons and vegetables.

That scene was still a nightmare in the hearts of these chaotic gods and demons who were lucky enough to survive in the prehistoric world.

“This is the breath of Pangu.”

“impossible!”

“How could Pan Gu still be alive?”

At this moment, Hong Jun, who was standing above Buzhou Mountain, felt even more profound, and only had time to let out a roar.

“boom!”

At this moment, the chaotic bell sound wave instantly drowned his body.

Yuan Feng’s big hand compresses the space, squeezes him into the space, and squeezes it heavily.

The chaotic bell sound wave exploded instantly in a small space, like a nuclear bomb.

Destructive power, destroying the endless void, blasting into the endless void.

Hong Jun’s body was broken, the body of the Chaos Demon God spanned the endless void hundreds of millions of feet, and the blood of the Chaos Demon God poured into the void.

All the power was poured into the direction of Suzaku, and he wanted to obliterate Suzaku with one blow.

But the inexplicable dark power stunned the big hand.

And forcibly endured the full blow of Nu Wa and Yuan Feng, who had been preaching for the second time.

If it were an ordinary saint, with just one blow, he would probably be knocked down by Half-Life.

Even Hongjun’s chaotic demon body is still full of blood, and it is difficult to recover in an instant.

The blood of the demon gods was billowing down the sky.

Endless darkness emanated from the prehistoric and wild, and in the Buzhou Mountains, there was a resurgence of terrifying will and gathered in the sky.

The entire prehistoric world fell into silence.

At this moment, the battle between Donghai Shifeng and Yangmei Daoist and Shi Chen Daoist also stopped.

Yangmei and Shichen understood that by now, this battle is going on, and there is not much meaning.

The Qinglong Dynasty’s enthronement ceremony has been completed, and the Qinglong Emperor’s ascension to the throne has condensed endless luck.

“What exactly is going on.

Hong Jun was in the void, his eyes were blood red, his whole body was still dilapidated, blood was rolling, and a supreme will permeated his body, preventing him from repairing his body.

“Suzaku, what have you done?”

Hong Jun’s eyes were blood red, and he looked at Suzaku, who was still languidly lying on the boulder, with a faint horror.

The madness that would kill Suzaku before, under this vast and supreme will, has come back to his senses.

Because, at this moment, Hongjun really felt the crisis between life and death.

This has never happened in billions of years.

Even if it was the punishment of heaven, because of the involvement of heaven, he believed that he would never die.

But this time, surrounded by endless darkness, Nu Wa and Yuan Feng were staring at them.

He was hurt again.

That’s all.

But Pangu’s breath really made Hongjun a little scared.

Pangu’s fear was carved into his bones and soul.

“The Twelve Capitals are gods and gods.”

The corner of Suzaku’s mouth twitched slightly, looked at Hongjun’s eyes, and smiled lazily: “You have obtained the Jade of Fortune, and you should know what the Twelve Capitals are.

“The deity happens to have a formation plate with the power of the twelve gods and gods.”

“And it happened to arrange him on the Buzhou Mountain.”

“Who knows, you just happened to be here again.”

Speaking, Suzaku sighed and shook his head: “All this is really a coincidence.”

The Twelve Capitals are gods and gods?

Hearing this name, many great (afcd) supernatural powers in Honghuang were confused.

Even if it is a holy-level formation, it is impossible to get rid of the will and strength of the moving mountain.

But at this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were far away hundreds of millions of miles trembled involuntarily.

For some reason, the words “Twelve Capitals of Gods and Gods” trembled heavily in their minds.

Vaguely, looking at the boundless dark glow above Buzhou Mountain, boundless and turbid, they realized that this was a great opportunity for them.

“How is this possible for a sage’s “Twelve Heavenly Divine Demonic Formation.”

Hongjun’s pupils shrank deeply, and then he was horrified to death.

“This is impossible, absolutely impossible, the deity does not believe it.”

“The great formation of the gods and gods of the twelve capitals is a great formation that the Wu clan can deduce in the Pangu Hall when their strength and luck have reached their peak after hundreds of millions of years.”

“Furthermore, even if their Twelve Ancestral Witches, it is impossible to set up a holy-level Twelve Heavenly Gods and Gods.

“How can you, a little quasi-sacred tower ant, arrange the twelve gods of the holy level.

Hongjun roared, venting the fear in his heart.

In fact, he had already believed Suzaku’s words.

Because, only the great formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Gods of the holy level can arouse the Buzhou Mountain formed by Pangu’s backbone and evoke Pangu’s will.

Only possible, a blow shattered his big hand.

Witch?

what?

The many great supernatural powers of Honghuang were confused for a while.

This witch clan seems to be very powerful after hundreds of millions of years.

But why haven’t they heard of this group.

But at this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches hundreds of millions of miles away were shocked again, their pupils contracted deeply, and they looked at Suzaku with a lazy expression, and Hongjun who was a little hysterical.

At this moment, they were a little confused and at a loss.

They have a faint feeling that everything is exposed in the eyes of Suzaku and Hongjun.

Pangu Hall, this is the biggest secret of the Wu people.

Since the birth of the Wu clan, because of the powerful forces of the three clans, although they have the heart to dominate the prehistoric world, they have been incognito.

Last time, the idea of ​​meeting the Phoenix Dynasty was born.

But in the later discussion, he gave up again, and continued to rely on the powerful ability of Pangu Temple, holding back.

As a group born from the blood of Pangu combined with evil spirits, they do not want to be born until they do not have enough strength to protect themselves.

I thought I was hiding well.

never expected!

In the eyes of Hongjun and Suzaku, they were actually seen clearly. As if naked.

Even, according to Hongjun’s statement, Suzaku also figured out the formation in advance that they could only rely on Pangu Temple to comprehend after hundreds of millions of years of their twelve ancestors.

At this moment, they have no doubt that this formation will be created by them.

Because from this great formation, I got endless insights.

This great formation has an endless fit with them.

“Cough, by the way, Hongjun, I forgot to tell you.”

“This king took out the Zhou Tianxingdou Great Array tens of thousands of years ago.

Suzaku shook his head lazily: “Perhaps, this king is a genius of formation.

But at this moment, his heart was in great pain.

[Another life-saving hole card is gone. ”

[I don’t know if the Twelve Capitals are powerful enough to kill Hong Jun. ”

“Suzaku, this deity will kill you in the future.

Suddenly, Hongjun let out a roar, and his eyes looked horrified at the endless darkness in the sky, as if something terrifying was bred in it.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly tore apart the void, actually trying to escape.

“Don’t think about leaving.

“Today, this emperor will kill you.”

Yuan Feng’s attention has been condensed on Hong Jun, and he immediately goes deep into his hands to isolate the void.

Nu Wa also immediately manipulated the Chaos Clock, sending out rolling bell waves, disrupting the void.

But suddenly, a supreme, vast and vast aura blocked this world.

Hongjun’s posture as he stepped into the crack of the void also suddenly solidified.

“Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!”

The next moment, the big bronze-colored hand, which had always been boundless, stretched out from the endless darkness and slowly grabbed Hongjun.

Where the big bronze hands passed, the space was directly crushed into nothingness.

The terrifying aura caused the entire prehistoric world to freeze.

Suzaku, who had been lying lazily on the boulder, was also stunned at this moment.

【This

[The aura of the Great Way. ”

[Pangu’s body. ].