Hongjun's expression changed drastically and he panicked a little. In an instant, he reacted and moved his fingers together to form shields, necklaces, pagodas and other defensive treasures to block in front of him.
At this time, the terrible ax light finally fell, and the brilliance was extremely blazing, like the first ray of dawn after the creation of the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth.
"Chi..."
Many defensive treasures on Hongjun's body were shattered and dissipated like paper under the light of the axe. The Yingluo and the pagoda were crushed layer by layer, and finally struck towards the top of his head.
Buzz…
Hongjun let out a cold shout of shock and anger, and a jade dish of creation flew out of his head, emitting three thousand laws, making the surrounding time and space become sticky.
The light of the ax struck it, and it actually began to slow down, as if it was stuck in the mud and was being pulled continuously, unable to reach the bottom unimpeded.
Hongjun chose to use softness to overcome strength, and used gentle and gentle methods to slowly dissolve the power of this ax and slow it down.
In the Three Realms and Eight Wastelands, many strong men looked dumbfounded, and it was vaguely visible that they had no intention of kneeling down for the sake of their ancestors, and returned to the west with hatred, and died at the hands of Hongjun.
Unexpectedly, the situation would change rapidly. Hou Tu was stunned and used an unknown ax technique to cut off Hongjun's big hand with a sudden crash. In the end, he even attempted to complete the counterattack.
"What a powerful ax technique. It can actually hurt Dan Daozu. It's hard to say whether he will win or lose. Maybe there is still a chance!"
"How do I feel? Where have I seen this axe? Hiss...it can't be the technique of the Great God Pangu, right?"
"Three axes in a row, each axe is more powerful than the last. Looking at ancient times and modern times, only the ax of the Great God Kaitian is the best, and Houtu is a descendant of the Great God Pangu, maybe..."
People were amazed and expressed their opinions on this rapidly changing situation. Houtu suddenly rose up and wanted to overturn Hongjun.
Moreover, although the name of the ax technique she used is unknown, the terrifying power alone is enough to prove that it is extraordinary.
The most important thing is that they felt Pangu's aura. Although it was very vague and only appeared for a moment, they were still able to capture it.
what does that mean?
"Is Pangu not dead yet?" All the powerful men suddenly thought and were shocked by their bizarre thoughts.
If that were the case, that would be terrible!
Imagine that a great being who was supposed to die at the beginning of the sky, a figure who lives in people's memories and only exists in ancient history, is suddenly resurrected. This kind of shock is tantamount to thunder on the ground.
Put a nuclear bomb in your brain.
It's enough to shock people's hearts and make everyone's brains short-circuit, their scalps numb, and their urine wet.
On Kunlun Mountain, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi had already stood up, with shocked expressions on their faces, staring blankly at the netherworld, their expressions indescribably complicated and frightened.
It was like seeing a ghost.
"What...what is going on? Why does Hou Tu have the aura of Pangu on his body?"
"And the ax technique she used seems to come from Pangu's inheritance?"
Yuan Shi said in shock, his voice was unusually heavy, and his eyes were filled with dark clouds, which was a bit scary.
I nodded slightly, and after a moment of silence, I slowly spoke, "I'm afraid so. Hou Tu received Pangu's blessing, which enabled her to block the teacher."
"Perhaps Pangu watched helplessly not long ago. His own bloodline disappeared, and Houtu was the only ancestral shaman." I said with a complicated expression.
In fact, their Sanqing Dynasty is also Pangu's authentic sect, and it is not an exaggeration to call Pangu "Father God". However, after so long, some things have gradually faded away.
Now, the memory of the dead suddenly attacks them, and the two of them feel extremely complicated.
"With Pangu's will to help Hou Tu, can the teacher still be his opponent?" Yuan Shi looked solemn, and he was a little overwhelmed by this battle.
The ingredients are too complex.
"It's hard to say." I shook my head slightly, unable to see the puzzle clearly, but he still analyzed it based on experience.
"However, the teacher has the power of heaven and earth, and Pangu is just a will, or even just a backup left behind after death. It is not in its prime at all, so... the final winner is probably Taozu."
"That's what I thought too." Yuan Shi smiled, relaxed and calm, feeling relieved.
After all, they are the saints of heaven now, and they should stand on the side of heaven.
It would be impossible for them to give up everything to help Pangu.
Although they were transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, there should be no connection between them in their past and present lives.
Yuan Shi felt comforted in this way.
And the most important point is that today's Dao Ancestor is too powerful. According to his estimation, there are at least the seventh and eighth levels of Hunyuan Tai Chi.
Such terrifying strength would be in vain unless Pangu was reborn.
"When this Pangu power disappears, the winner will be determined."
I said calmly, without sadness or joy, looking at the battle situation in the netherworld, not knowing what I was thinking.
Buddhist world.
"Houtu is really lucky, and he is blessed by Pangu's will!"
Seeing Houtu's sudden rise, Zhunti gritted his teeth angrily, wishing he could go on stage in person and knock Houtu over.
It was so irritating that he was ready to pop the champagne, and the situation started to go wrong again.
"As expected of a god who opened the sky, the legacy he left behind continues to this day!" Jie Yin said with a smile, his attitude was gentle and not too violent.
"Senior brother, how can you still laugh after how long has it been?"
His smile immediately made Zhunti dissatisfied. He almost felt like urinating. What's so funny about senior brother still smiling like that?
"Junior brother, please be patient. This matter has nothing to do with me, so why can't you laugh?" Jieyin continued to laugh.
"It has nothing to do with us? Why doesn't it matter? If the teacher loses, wouldn't we?" Zhunti asked in confusion, still unable to understand what his senior brother said.
"Hey..." Jie Yin shook his head and chuckled, his expression peaceful and full of Buddha nature.
"We are also forced to have no choice, and everything we do is just in line with the general trend..."
With a divine glow on his face, he immediately began to establish his image and clear up the relationship.
If you ask, you just don’t know.
Zhunti's face changed, and a smile appeared on his lips. He understood what his senior brother meant, and he was playing neutral.
"Two senior brothers, you are truly gods!" Maitreya Buddha immediately raised his hands and said with admiration.
"Haha, that's right, that's right. We are following the general trend and not working for anyone. Fortunately, senior brother has given me guidance, otherwise junior brother may have forgotten his original intention." Tathagata agreed, with a smile on his face.
On the surface, Duo Yin Zhunti brags about flattering the horse, but in fact, he has begun to give a thumbs up in his heart.
So shameless, so shameless.
Why didn't I realize before that these two guys were so shameless? I really underestimated them.
Tathagata complained in his heart, looking at the smiling faces of the two people, he felt indescribably uncomfortable.
In a sense, he was a little envious and envious.
While they were discussing, the battle in the Netherworld Hell had already reached a fever pitch.