Chapter 217 Pangu Flesh
It can be said that this Pangu body is actually equivalent to a small heavenly way, which can automatically include many of the founding and acquired great ways that were born and evolved in the prehistoric world. If Taixu could comprehend this Pangu body for 30,000 years, Taixu would even be confident to use it to touch the mystery of the realm of the Hunyuan Saint.
However, looking at Pangu's body trembling slightly, Taixu knew that there was no time left for him, Pangu's body had woken up.
A trace of thought slowly appeared in Pangu's eyes, which had no slight enlightenment. The dazzling eyes of gold and silver blinked, and the large void in front of Taixu was twisted and broken, and the blood light cut open the void and tear the bright sun and moon light to pieces.
The vastness and eternality are invincible for all ages. When Pangu's body recovered, Taixu only felt that Pangu's body in front of him seemed to have turned into a majestic and magnificent world. The vast and vast aura surged in, forcing Taixu's body back several steps.
The clear and beautiful blood light condensed into swaying sword lights. Taixu looked at Pangu's eyes and looked at Pangu's face. He condensed and slashed with his sword finger. A large area of the void turned into dark gray-black. The blood-colored sword light was like a long rainbow piercing through the chaos, slashing in front of Pangu's falling fist force.
The blood roared and roared, and the crystal vicious sword light inside it continued to riot, like a blood-colored waterfall that separated the north and south of the world, tearing open the gold and silver light that spread around.
The crystal light in Pangu's eyes was hard to look directly at. The blood light swayed in front of the right fist. Taixu used his strongest killing technique to kill swordsmanship. With this lawless and lawless sword, Pangu's physical body immediately had the power of the fist.
The fist and sword clashed, and the rolling bloody waves collapsed and vented. Taixu's sword finger approached, and the blood light condensed into a beam, which slightly forced Pangu to retreat. Looking at Pangu who was standing tall in the world, Taixu frowned slightly. Compared with the results he had speculated, Pangu's attack was far insufficient.
"After all, it is just a physical body evolved from the twelve ancestor witches. Even if this physical body is invincible, the low-level Taoist realm of the twelve ancestor witches can only exert one ten thousandth of the power of this Pangu body."
The light of gold, silver, sun and moon fell, Pangu punched out, and the blood-colored sword light in front of him was shattered by his punch, but the next moment, Taixu's five fingers opened in front of him, and the awe-inspiring frozen gas turned into a cold wave, freezing Pangu and the land where he was located into a crystal ice field.
The cold light overflowed, the ice and snow were like tides, the wind and snow fell between the sky and the earth, and the dazzling and scorching gold and silver light around Pangu collapsed and disappeared inch by inch. It was obviously the extreme cold and hot air that was no less than the Sun Star and the Taiyin Star, but in the hands of the twelve ancestor witches, it was easily suppressed by the snow kiln Ice Heaven magical power created by Taixu.
A majestic spiritual light burst out, and the wind and snow ice crystals spread all over Pangu shattered, and Pangu strode without any damage, shattering the crystal ice field.
Pangu opened his five fingers, and Taixu's eyes became dark. The dark and empty chaos covered all Taixu's vision and mind. It was obvious that Taixu did not feel the slightest aura of Taixu Chaos, but as an innate sacred intuition told him that he must not be covered by Pangu's palm.
The blood light soared into the sky, and Taixu's body merged into the blood light, like an angry dragon, tearing open the vast chaos spreading around, dyeing the boundless dark void into a faint blood-red color.
The three treasures of his own energy and spirit were completely merged with the killing sword light, and Taixu turned into a bloody light. In an instant, he tore open the boundless chaos and collided with the fist force that Pangu blasted out again!
The majestic waves of air collapsed with the light of the sun and the moon, and the blood light turned into crystal sword lights all over the sky, spreading all over Pangu, and evolved thousands of mysterious and profound sword techniques, which had collisions and confrontations with Pangu's simple and direct, and ingenious fist and palm sword.
The sword light was sharp and rapid, and the blood light was fierce and fierce. Taixu fully utilized his profound sword skills that had just passed the realm of birth and death with one sword, and his exquisite swordsmanship weakened and dispersed Pangu's fist, seal, and palm sword, and divided it into it.
Pangu's fist seal fell, the sky and the earth were shaken, the palms slashed, and the universe was torn apart. Pangu's simple actions stirred the heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles into a chaos. However, before the chaos could be formed, the infinite sun and moon shine, and the turbid light and darkness evolved, tearing and shattering the chaos.
Taixu's swordsmanship is complex and changeable, as fast as lightning, like the changes of mysterious yin, feminine and mysterious; Pangu's attacking technique is as clever as clumsy, invincible, invincible, grand and grand, and extremely yang and strong.
The confrontation between Taixu and Pangu is like the collision of yin and yang, the conquest of heaven and earth. After only a few breaths of fighting, the two entered the most crazy fierce battle. The blood light and gold and silver light intertwined, like two vast oceans constantly eroding and swallowing each other's origin and qi.
The sword light burst into the world, and the blood light dissipated into millions of bright lights, all hitting Pangu's burly body, splashing bright blood.
Dull roars sounded one after another, Pangu took a step back, but his body only had a little blood ray. The next moment, these shallow sword injuries recovered directly, and there was no trace of injury, and the vast aura did not seem to be weakened at all.
A majestic fist mark directly shattered the blood light. Pangu's body shone with light, the sun and moon shining brightly, burning the collapsed blood light. A brilliant will like the sun and the moon bombarded out, damaging Taixu's will.
But he heard the ethereal stone sound, and the yin and yang in the world were in chaos. The great power of Yin and yang directly controlled the gold, silver, sun and moon brilliance all over Pangu. Taixu's mind moved, the sun and moon brilliance were bright and destroyed, Pangu's eyes were dim, and his extremely majestic aura instantly reduced by more than 30%.
A ray of light flashed through Taixu's eyes, which had just revealed its shape. Taking advantage of the decline of Pangu's aura, the Xuantian true dragon sword on Taixu's waist was unsheathed, and a clanging sword sound like a dragon burst out.
The top-level innate spiritual treasure is combined with the blood light of Wanzhang. The world is constantly born and destroyed in Taixu's eyes. With a sword, the sad blood light directly cuts through the void of everything in front of him. Pangu's burly figure was swallowed by the blood light, and Wanzhang's figure suddenly exploded, turning into the twelve ancestor witches with a dismal expression.
The rolling smoke and dust were lifted up, and the twelve ancestor witches fell dyingly into the earth below, splashing smoke and dust in the sky. Di Jiang barely supported his body, looking at Taixu who was walking in front of him, holding his hands tightly, and blue veins raised.
Chapter completed!