The three sides stand firm and stand in the void, and the atmosphere is subtle for a while.

The witch clan has many people, and the five ancestor witches have brought nearly ten great witches, and there are even unfathomable high priests of the witch clan.

Although the number of immortals is slightly insufficient, such as the Taoist Master of the Three Qings, Queen Mother of the Gold, Queen Mother of the West, and Prince of the East, all have superb strength and powerful magic weapons. It is not an exaggeration to say that one is worth two.

Among the three forces, the witch clan accounts for five and a half points, the immortal clan accounts for four, and the demon clan accounts for half.

But this is not the least bit of the immortals and the witch clan strongmen dare not underestimate it. The saint of Taishan, Xue Yuhua, who cannot be hurt by the immortal king, once upon a time, the high priest of the witch clan and the Eastern Prince did not gain any advantage.

The other is the famous Demon King of the World, Fire-Swallowing Demon. The so-called strength gap and the advantages and disadvantages of the situation have no effect on him. He is always a barbarian who wants to do it. In the past, it was just Taiyi Jinxian and the sub-saint realm that made people feel troubled. Now it is also the Immortal King realm. With the strong body that makes the witch tribe feel inferior, it is really unimaginable that he would do something shocking in such a battlefield.

After looking at the three groups, the high priest of the witch clan suddenly smiled slightly, looked at Zhaoming and said, "Zhaoming, you are so brave. You dare to appear in such a place. Are you not afraid of leaving alive?"

"I have been worried about many things in my life, but I have never been afraid of one thing!" Zhaoming laughed loudly, "Although I am only one person, there is no problem to drag you to death. Whoever dares to attack me first, just wait and see."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the Eastern Prince and the High Priest of the Witch Clan were stiff. The words were shameless, but they were also true. If you give the two of you time, you might be able to discuss them carefully, put aside your prejudices and join forces to kill Zhaoming.

But in this situation, it is naturally impossible for the two of them to do such a thing.

During the stalemate, a rumbling sound was heard. Sansheng Island trembled, and between clouds and smoke, it was like a volcano erupting, and the heaven and earth were ignited into the sky, and seven-colored mysterious lights flew out, turning into pieces and floating around.

Seeing the seven-colored fragments, the Taoist of the Three Qingshu, the Prince of the East and the High Priest of the Witch Clan were all stunned, with a look of shock, even Zhao Ming was also surprised.

At this moment, he finally knew what the rumored fragments of Pangu’s practice memory were, they were Taoist patterns, and the seven-colored mysterious lights were actually Taoist patterns fragments.

He naturally couldn't see any clues about other fragments, but he could see clearly the fragments of the flame pattern.

"Dao pattern!" said the East Prince insulted. It also verified that Zhaoming was right. He was a monk from the last era and had the memory of the last era, so he naturally knew what the Dao pattern was.

Although those Taoist patterns were somewhat different from what he remembered, it seemed that someone had tampered with it, this was not the most important thing. Just make sure that those Taoist patterns were enough.

"Why did the Taoist patterns that are clearly hidden in the world appear in this way!"

The high priest of the witch clan was also confused and frowned. If there were no Taoist patterns, there were not many people he feared under the laws of heaven. But once someone learned Taoist patterns and then mastered the true meaning of power, he would inevitably feel uneasy.

Many immortal kings suppressed the audience. Although the tread fragments were swelling, no one dared to take the initiative before getting the order.

The few people who could understand the Taoist patterns were not moving. These Taoist patterns were only extremely basic, and even if they were improved by their strength, they would not be much.

However, the appearance of these things means that there are great secrets hidden in Sansheng Island. If it is really related to Pangu, no matter who it is, even if it is a status like the high priest of the Witch Clan and the Eastern Prince, it will not be able to covet.

"Boom, boom. boom!"

There were another loud noise, just like the collapse of mountains, all the light of Sansheng Island suddenly disappeared, and the whole world was dark, as if endless night was coming. Before everyone could react, they suddenly felt the energy of heaven and earth surging, and Sansheng Island emitted infinite mysterious light, dazzling.

Goodbye, the essence of heaven and earth turned into a big dragon and soared into the sky, rushing into the nine heavens in a bang, then shattered like snow and dust, floating and spreading, densely spreading the world.

With a rumbling sound, the fog on Sansheng Island dissipated, revealing the full picture of beautiful mountains and rivers.

"Sansheng Island is open!" Someone exclaimed. This situation has happened several times before. As long as the whole picture appears, it is time when all the restrictions disappear.

There are overseas immortals who are not dominated by the Kunlun Fairyland and slowly approach Sansheng Island, intending to win opportunities.

The Eastern Prince did not say anything and stopped the witch clan's high priest. Both of them had the same idea in their minds. No one knew what the island was like, and it was good to let these people explore the situation.

"Miss Axue, what should we do?" Zhaoming asked.

Xue Yuhua shook her head, her face slightly anxious: "I don't know either."

Although she occasionally has opinions, many experiences and the identity of Pangu maid make her obey others' arrangements. When she encounters certain situations, she doesn't know how to act.

Only by acting according to the opportunity, Zhaoming said in his heart.

The few people slowly approached, and when they were about to wait, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared.

The mysterious light suddenly flew backwards and rushed into the island. In a moment, it turned into a ball of light floating above Sansheng Island. After hearing a rumbling sound, the ball of light burst into pieces and turned into a light curtain, like a wall, rushing all the monks who rushed over.

The light gradually dimmed, like a layer of vague restrictions, and the whole world suddenly became dark again.

Countless lights suddenly appeared on Sansheng Island, floating unsteadily, like fireflies. Time still turned into stars all over the sky, mysterious and mysterious.

"This..." A large number of monks were shocked. They had been staying around Sansheng Island for a long time. They had watched Sansheng Island open the ban several times, but they had never seen such a strange phenomenon.

His brows were frowning. The East Prince and the Witch Clan's high priest all explored their spiritual senses to see clearly the situation on the island. Zhaoming was the same. His spiritual sense was so strong that he was probably even higher than the East Prince. But after entering it, he felt like a loach rushing into the sea. The sky was high and the sea was wide, and he could not tell where the way forward was.

The light shook gently, and the energy restriction above Sansheng Island spread out, and the whole piece was like a huge wine glass, calling Sansheng Island in it.

Everyone looked down at me and felt as if they saw the vast starry sky.

"Rumbling!"

A sound like a rolling chariot appeared, floating from the endless void, and saw that a black light appeared among the stars of Sansheng Island, flying towards everyone quickly.

Well... Zhaoming's heart suddenly jumped, and he couldn't help but hold his breath. He vaguely felt something calling him.

This situation surprised him, but he suddenly realized and vaguely guessed what the black light was.

The black light approached quickly and soon appeared in front of everyone. Zhaoming's heart beat faster. As expected, it was clearly the sarcophagus loaded with Pangu's corpse.

"It's a coffin!" someone exclaimed.

The sarcophagus is simple and unpretentious, with only a slight black light, like a huge sea ship riding the wind and waves, moving forward in the void of the infinite universe.

Although everyone still can't see clearly what is inside the coffin, the sarcophagus that appears in this way has attracted everyone's attention.

"Can it be really Pangu!" Another person asked in surprise.

Among the rumors, there was a coffin hidden in Sansheng Island, with Pangu's body lying inside, but not many people actually saw it with their own eyes. But thinking about it, there is only this possibility. This great god who created the world is difficult to bury even the world, and he can only wander in the endless void.

The sarcophagus was getting closer and closer, and in a moment it had reached everyone's noses. The things inside were also clearly visible, a corpse, a corpse that was exactly the same as Zhao Ming's.

Looking at the corpse lying in the coffin, the high priest of the Witch clan, the Eastern Prince and the Sanqing Taoist all widened their eyes and couldn't believe it.

Although it was a dead corpse, they all felt the familiar aura, which was Pangu.

"Die, you will die after all!" The high priest of the witch clan muttered softly, inexplicably meaningless.

"What is that!" Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

I saw a little blue light suddenly appearing in the sarcophagus, condensed into a ball, like a candlelight swaying, but it exuded a shocking aura.

"Chen Pan!" Prince Dong clenched his fists and his face was ferocious.

"Young Master!" Xue Yuhua exclaimed, stretched out her hand and covered her lips. Her eyes were filled with tears.

The high priest of the witch tribe even shouted: "It's Pangu, that's his soul, he's going to be resurrected."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to think of something, and his tone changed: "No, Pangu created the world, and his soul turned into the way of heaven, and it was impossible to be resurrected like this. This must be because an evil spirit stole Pangu's stone energy and wanted to pick up the corpse and become a spirit."

At the same time, the Dong Prince also shouted loudly: "It is an evil spirit technique, and he cannot succeed. If he is allowed to steal Pangu's foundation and collect the corpse into a spirit, then even the Taoist ancestor Hongjun will not be able to stop it."

At this moment, the two people who should be mortal enemies inexplicably made the same judgment.

With a loud shout, they each condensed the energy of heaven and earth, and activated countless magical powers to blast the sarcophagus in the starry sky. They were full of murderous aura and had no intention of hiding.

The two people who should have opposing each other cleverly merged their magical powers and true energy. A thunder strike represents the strongest two people in the Witch Clan and the Immortal Clan. Such an offensive is enough to shock the world and no one dares to take it.

Seeing that the attack was about to hit the starry sky, a figure flew across the sky like an eagle, blocking it firmly. It was a seven-colored light, mysterious and mysterious, just like the snow-blooded flower.

"boom!"

The terrifying explosion broke out in an instant, and the terrifying energy was like a chaotic mass of chaos to create the world. In an instant, the sea water around Sansheng Island was discharged by the energy, revealing an unfathomable seabed.

The storm of energy, which seemed to be an infinite energy, instantly turned into a hurricane and hit the four directions, causing many immortal kings and witches to use their magical powers to resist.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!