The ancestor witches roared together, and the Dutian God Evil Formation actually summoned the great god Pangu who had created the world. All the gods in the void were shocked and changed their color. They had never seen Pangu before, and they didn't know. But the prehistoric world was opened by Pangu, and the Zhoutian was transformed by Pangu. The gods worked hard to practice billions and could not transcend, which shows that. Now the ancestor witch can actually condense and summon Pangu's Dharma image. Whether it is the gods or Di Jun Taiyi, they are shocked and their minds are taken away.

"Explode!" Pangu Fa shouted loudly, and the chaotic thunder gathered in his hand was thrown at Kunpeng, who was slaughtering the witch. The Kunpeng Taoist was in full swing and had already flew hundreds of thousands of miles away. How could he pay attention to the strangeness here?

Just as he was about to flap his wings and fly, his mind suddenly throbbed. A purple thunder fell on his body. Kunpeng, who was unresponsive, flew out of the domain by this thunder, and was not awakened. It seemed that even if he was not dead, he would be peeled off. Kunpeng was also a listener in Zixiao Palace. Unexpectedly, he could not even bear a thunder, so he was hit and flew into the void outside the domain. Blood sprinkled in the void, his wings broke, and there was no vitality at all.

After Pangu's Dharma image injured Kunpeng, he looked at Di Jun Taiyi again. There were lightning and sparks in his hand, and a ball of divine thunder containing the breath of chaotic aura condensed from his hand. This aura fluctuated greatly, and it could be sensed in the void of billions of miles.

When Di Jun and Taiyi saw Kunpeng's fate, they did not dare to underestimate this divine thunder. The sound of the Donghuang Bell "Cang..." was heard between heaven and earth, and countless riots were determined. Di Jun even wrapped his body in the river map and Luoshu, but he didn't want to be like the Taoist Kunpeng, and he was personally beaten.

"The Chaos Divine Thunder, open up the world and explode!" The ancestor witches shouted loudly, and the divine thunder in Pangu Faxiang's hand was thrown into Taiyi Dijun's side.

At this time, there were billions of demons where the divine thunder fell. Di Jun Taiyi was determined to avoid it, but he couldn't bear it. Taiyi held the Donghuang bell in his hand and started to knock it side by side with Di Jun. To block this attack, both of them had the innate spiritual treasure to protect their bodies. Although they were afraid of this thunder, they were full of confidence in their own spiritual treasures.

boom……

This sound did not shake billions of miles as the gods thought, but it was just an ordinary burst. The void around Di Juntai was twisted, and the earth, water, wind and fire came out of it, and in the blink of an eye it swept thousands of miles in a radius.

Taiyi of Di Jun was attacked by divine thunder. Even though he had spiritual treasures to protect his body, he was also dispersed by the monsters. The five energy in his body were chaotic. After the darkness dissipated, the two people had blood in their mouths and their bodies were cracked, and even their bodies were on the verge of collapse.

The gods saw these two people in the void, which was even more severe than Kunpeng's injuries. They couldn't help but feel shocked in their eyes and retreated tens of thousands of miles away from the ancestor witches, for fear that one of these ancestor witches would throw a divine thunder at them.

"Still on, kill these two people, the prehistoric demon clan is just a native chicken and a tile dog." One of the ancestor witches said to the seriously injured Di Jun Taiyi.

"This statement is exactly what I want. I must make a fermented spirit so that Di Jun Taiyi's child can destroy both body and spirit, and then show the power of my witch clan. Let the gods in the world know that my witch clan cannot be deceived!" Seeing that the ancestor witches were successful, Di Jun Taiyi was severely injured and condensed the divine thunder again, determined to let the two of them die.

The billions of demons did not expect that Pangu's Dharma image was so powerful. The two emperors could not protect the innate spiritual treasures. Their bodies were broken and severely injured. They were both broken and their lives were broken by the witch army, and they were killed by the witch clan army, breaking the Zhoutian Star Formation, causing heavy casualties.

One of the demon saints was shocked when they saw the ancestor witch condensed divine thunder again. They shouted loudly to the demons: "Re-form the Zhoutian Star Formation and protect the two Your Majesties." The demons were awakened by this loud roar, and saw that the ancestor witch was condensed divine thunder, and they all changed their color. Regardless of casualties, they stood up again and formed a large formation. They led infinite amounts of starlight and fell on Di Juntai.

Di Jun Taiyi never expected that the ancestor witch summoned the Pangu Dharma phase so powerful that even the innate spiritual treasure could not protect each other. At this time, the five energy in the body that was beaten was in chaos, and the demon phase collapsed. The body could not mobilize a trace of magic power. Seeing the ancestor witch condensed out the divine thunder again, there was no way. Just as his heart was despair, infinite starlight fell on his body and drilled into his body to start to regulate his injuries. The demon phase received the help of the star power and gathered on Qingyun again, but his expression was depressed and no longer the divine power just now.

Ming Yu and others saw the magical power of the ancestor witch with their own eyes. The two heavenly emperors held the innate spiritual treasure in their hands but had no power to fight back. They were seriously injured in one blow. They did not dare to enter the prehistoric world easily, so they could only watch from a distance.

"The Pangu Dharma Image is so domineering. After this battle, no one dares to gently touch the witch clan's edge. Unfortunately, one or two fellow Taoists, Di Juntai, are now going to die and disappear. It's so miserable!" Xuanyin Zhenren said to Mingyu and others with lingering fear when he saw the Dharma Image of the Thousand Miles of Giant in the Prehistoric World.

"This matter is quite strange. The Taoist ancestor lives in the 33rd Tianwai Zixiao Palace, how could he ignore the battle of lichs?" After hearing Xuan Yinzhen's words, Taoist Zhunti asked Mingyu and others in great confusion.

"The Daozu is nothing we can guess, maybe it's not the time!" Zhi Yin Taoist thought for a while and said, "But the battle of the lich is full of wolf smoke. Daozu will definitely not ignore it. The ancestor witch's magical power is too amazing, and no one except the Daozu dares to intervene."

After hearing the words of Taoist Zhi, everyone agreed and stopped talking. He looked at the prehistoric world carefully, wondering how Taiyi of Di Jun would deal with the attack of the ancestor witch.

At this time, Di Jun Taiyi could no longer withstand another attack of divine thunder. Although he had the help of infinite stars, he could only barely stabilize his injuries and could not have any remaining strength to fight again. Pangu's magical power was invincible. Now, in the prehistoric world, there is no one who can match one of the magical powers except the Taoist ancestor of Zixiao Palace.

The ancestor witches condensed the Pangu Dharma image and gathered divine thunders. With their current magical powers, they can only gather three divine thunders, and they can no longer be able to do so. The Dutian Divine Evil Formation will also disintegrate, but now they can still condense a divine thunder. As long as Di Jun Taiyi dies here, with many great witch magical powers, they can break through billions of demon races and make them unable to become a climate.

Finally, the third divine thunder was condensed by the ancestor witch, like a ball of chaos appeared in Pangu Faxiang's hand, and the chaotic aura was everywhere. The thunder rumbling incessantly, and the gods were all beating faster when they saw it.

"Explode!" As Pangu's shouted loudly, the divine thunder attacked Di Jun and Taiyi from the void.

"You can't let this thunder fall on the two Your Majesties, otherwise our demon clan will be restored to the great world and will be eliminated in the prehistoric world. If we are blocked by the Zhoutian Star Formation, we will be able to protect the two Your Majesties."

When the twelve demon saints saw the divine thunder falling, they roared at the demons loudly. After hearing this, the demons couldn't help but shout, "I'll be crushed to pieces and swear to protect the Emperor of Heaven!"

The billions of demons shouted, shaking the void, and the vast world changed color. All the gods in the void changed their colors and were stained by the tragic aura of the demons. Ming Yu couldn't help but be beating when he heard the roar of the demons. He praised in his heart that the demons were all loyal and righteous people.

"The demon clan is loyal and righteous, and protects his master with death. I admire him, but I feel unbearable. I really don't want to watch countless demon clans die in this way." After Ming Yu finished speaking to the people around him, he drove the clouds and flew away from here, not wanting to see billions of demon clans killed by the ancestor witches.

Seeing Ming Yu fly away, he sighed softly and left by himself. The ancestor witch’s magical powers are unstoppable, and everyone has no ability to stop each other, so they can only turn a blind eye to seek peace of mind.

As Mingyu and Jiesuo left, Xuanyin and others also drove to the void one by one.

"Di Jun's son is killed!" The ancestor witch roared, and the divine thunder struck Di Jun Taiyi. Seeing that the divine thunder was about to hit, a starlight suddenly emerged from the sky and intercepted halfway. A bright light from the divine thunder flashed and hit the starlight. This starlight almost condensed into substance, but was dispersed by the divine thunder.

The divine thunder that had not been weakened fell on Di Jun Taiyi. Seeing this, countless demons all turned pale and trembled all over, and rushed towards Di Jun and Taiyi.

"His Majesty……"

The tragic sounds sounded from millions of miles of Buzhou Mountain, and the sounds were weeping blood, like a heart-wrenching lungs.

When the gods heard this, they were all throbbing and couldn't bear it. They all turned their heads and stopped watching, bowed to the direction of the prehistoric world, as if they said goodbye to Di Junta.

The divine thunder fell straight to Di Juntaiyi with a sound of banging through the air. Seeing that the two of them were destroyed by their bodies and spirits. In the boundless void, a big hand slapped the evil spirits in the air. These evil spirits were slapped by the palm and fell on Di Juntaiyi again. The five fingers tightly grasped, causing Di Juntaiyi's divine thunder that almost destroyed both bodies and spirits to be eliminated by this palm. After this palm grabbed the scattered divine thunder, it waved back and forth several times towards the prehistoric void, and a 100,000-foot crack was born on the ground. Countless evil and blood qi, all the corpses on the ground were transformed into the ground, and the cracks closed again.

The sky was clear, and the formation formed by the ancestor witches collapsed. The twelve ancestor witches all took back their magic bodies, looking at the huge palms in the sky with pale faces, with complex eyes and unobstructed eyes.

After saving Di Jun Taiyi and sweeping the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain, it disappeared in the air in just a moment. A figure appeared in the air, wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe and a fairy-like Taoist bone. After the divine power overflowed, both the Lichs were worshipped.

When the gods outside the domain saw this Taoist, they bowed and sang: "I have seen the teacher, and the teacher will live forever!"

This path is the Taoist Hongjun, who is thirty-three days away and has set up Zixiao Palace in chaos, and is the teacher of the gods and preaches to the prehistoric world. Hongjun's eyes glanced at the gods, and the gods felt cold all over their bodies, as if they were penetrated by this gaze, and they all appeared in Hongjun's eyes without any privacy. A cold air under the soles of his feet rushed into the top of his head, and he was frightened by Hongjun's magical powers.

Seeing the Twelve Ancestor Witches and Di Jun Taiyi, each of them was greatly damaged. Hongjun said, "You are arrogantly named, causing hundreds of millions of creatures to scatter carbon and blood to flow into rivers in the vast land. Now, let you and others stop fighting each other and do not fight again." The ancestor witches all showed dissatisfaction, but did not object. Just now, the Dutian Divine Evil Formation, the Twelve Ancestor Witches gathered divine thunder, but now they have lost all their magic power and have no combat power. The divine thunder was easily captured by Hongjun. This was the first time they saw such magical powers, so how dare they refute it. They could only speak to Hongjun. Hongjun saw the reactions to the ancestor witches one by one, but they didn't care at all.

He said to Taiyi of Di Jun, "You two are in charge of the heavenly court, but you are indifferent to the prehistoric creatures. The demon clan is so arrogant that he does not cultivate his mind and nature. I will not punish you. You are a battle between heaven and earth. From now on, the demon clan holds the number of heaven and earth, and the witch clan controls the fortune of earth. The two parts of heaven and earth can no longer cause trouble, otherwise you will never forgive me! Are you convinced?"

This time the Lich fight, the demon clan was all at a disadvantage. If it weren't for Hongjun, Di Jun would have lost his life. How dare Hongjun not listen to what Hongjun said? Di Jun hurriedly bowed to Hongjun and said, "Disciple respects the teacher's words, and I dare not do this again!"

Seeing Di Jun expressing his opinion, Hongjun nodded and ignored the witch clan. He glanced at the gods in the void with expressionless face, and his figure disappeared from the air.

The gods were astonished as if they were chilling at this glance and did not dare to look at each other. It was not until Hongjun disappeared that they exhaled a long stream of turbid air. They looked at the place where Hongjun disappeared with a complicated expression. Such magical powers, but with a glance at the eyes, the gods felt that they had no power to fight back. This feeling had never happened on their bodies, and they suddenly became nameless and returned to the cave.
Chapter completed!