This Pangu Demonic Shadow was condensed by the Six Soul Flags after absorbing a huge amount of Pangu's evil thoughts. Relying on the mystery of the divine flags, it has been condensed into shape and vividly displayed.
It looks not much different from the true form of Pangu condensed into the twelve capital gods and evil formations. It seems to be the source of Pangu's evil thoughts.
With just a wave of his hand, hundreds of millions of Pangu's evil thoughts disappeared, leaving only billions of purple light spots, each of which was an inherited memory.
Before Zulong could make a move, Zhang Qian's powerful spiritual thoughts swept away and enveloped billions of purple dots. Suddenly, a torrent of messages surged in, overwhelming his mind.
In the torrent are extremely messy inherited memories, with no rules at all, and it will take a long time to sort them out bit by bit.
Zhang Qian did not rush to sort out the messy inherited memories, but waved the Six Soul Flag with his hands. The divine flag spread out, and the Pangu Demon Shadow, which had absorbed all the billions of Pangu's evil thoughts, let out a terrifying roar.
The roar was like thunder, accompanied by the substantive pressure of Pangu, and the terrifying evil thoughts and resentments were like billions of silk ribbons, falling one after another. Each silk ribbon condensed by evil thoughts and resentments made people feel shocked.
"Zhang Qian! You are looking for death!"
Seeing Zhang Qian wipe out all the evil thoughts of Pangu and obtain all the inherited memories, Zulong was furious. He was determined to get the inherited memories in Pangu's skull, but now it was taken away in front of his eyes. When had he ever eaten such a big thing? deficit.
Boom!
Zulong's law of power surged, and clearly visible lines of power law emerged, condensing into a huge fist shadow, and bombarding Zhang Qian.
"it's useless!"
Zhang Qian shook his head slightly, and the vivid Pangu demonic shadow moved and blocked the path of the fist shadow.
Boom...!
But there was a terrible loud noise, a huge earthquake in the void, and the fist shadow condensed by the law of pure power was blocked by the Pangu demon shadow. This demon shadow, which absorbed hundreds of millions of Pangu's evil thoughts, was stronger than any previous purple-gold demon shadow. Be scary.
As long as the basic evil thoughts are not destroyed, there will be no damage, and the great power of the ancestral dragon cannot shake the Pangu demon shadow at all.
What's even more terrifying is that this demonic shadow has also been blessed in Pangu's skull, and its power has increased dramatically.
"It turns out to be here!"
A cold voice suddenly sounded above everyone's heads. Zhang Gan looked up and saw an ethereal phantom falling.
Buzz!
The overwhelming pressure fell, and this familiar pressure clearly belonged to Wuyi.
"Nothing is wrong! This is my Shouyang Mountain. What do you want to do if you come here uninvited?"
Without waiting for others to speak, Emperor Jitian scolded him sternly. He was extremely wary of Wanwuben, especially after he established his Taoism in Qingqiu Mountain.
The chassis of the side door is next to Shouyang Mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is very close. An army of ten trillion unicorns will rush in at any time and submerge all the human races in the world.
"Hahahaha, it turns out that Pangu's skull is so huge. Emperor Jitian, once the skull is taken away, your Shouyang Mountain will also be torn into pieces. Instead of letting it go to the hands of the Wu clan, why don't you let me take it? Such a treasure should belong to me. !”
Wan Wuyi's overbearing and boundless preaching sounded, without caring about the people present.
His ethereal figure moved and suddenly rose to a height of tens of thousands of feet.
Suddenly, a giant appeared inside Pangu's skull. Wanwu, who had turned into a giant, grabbed it with his big hand and accurately grasped the eye socket of the skull.
Boom!
He gathered his might and tried to shake the entire Pangu skull and free it from the inside of Shouyang Mountain.
"stop!"
"Are you crazy!"
"not good!"
Everyone screamed, but there was no time to stop Wan Wuyi.
"ah……!"
However, Wan Wuyi suddenly let out a life-long miserable cry. His tall figure disappeared and returned to its original size, with a painful look on his face.
"Pangu's will!"
He was a little hysterical.
Just now he tried to shake Pangu's skull. The moment the skull shook, the pressure of Pangu's will contained inside burst out and gave him a severe blow.
Previously, Zhang Gan pierced the eye socket of Pangu's skull and opened the exit. The power accumulated within the skull for hundreds of millions of years burst out, covering the prehistoric world.
Although the accumulated power has been dissipated now, the skull itself contains the most original pressure of Pangu's will. This pressure is even more terrifying, and its impact on Wanwuyi is also more terrifying.
He was seriously injured when he faced the pressure of Pangu's will that exploded in Qingqiu Mountain. Now when he faced the pressure of will hidden inside his skull, he was severely injured in an instant.
There were many tiny cracks in the Immortal Thought, and each crack brought him unimaginable pain. This pain was far more intense than when he resisted the divine punishment.
"Hahahaha, it's fitting. You are a heretic who specializes in the idea of immortality. However, this skull contains the pressure of Pangu's will. No matter how strong your idea of immortality is, can it be stronger than Pangu's? Pangu’s will and coercion is your nemesis!”
Emperor Ji Tian laughed heartily.
"Pangu!"
Wan Wuyi's eyes turned cold, and his face became extremely ugly.
He originally planned to snatch the Pangu Skull, which was his nemesis. The treasure that restrained him so much should be in his own hands. Who knew that even if he came into contact with the Pangu Skull, he would be affected by the willpower contained in the skull? .
Ancestral Dragon didn't care about the odds. Seeing his fist shadow being blocked by Pangu's demonic shadow, he let out a mighty dragon roar and directly manifested the body of a true dragon.
A huge golden dragon appeared, and with a sweep of its tail, it drew towards the Pangu demon.
Zhang Gan thought about it, and the towering Pangu Demonic Shadow let out a roar that sounded like a curse. The silk ribbons condensed with billions of evil thoughts and resentments were waved, and suddenly they gathered into a pitch-black axe.
The appearance is the same as the Kaitian God Ax.
With a huge ax condensed with unparalleled evil thoughts and resentment in his hand, Pangu Demonic Shadow, like a demon god who destroyed the world, slashed hard at the dragon's tail drawn by the ancestral dragon.
Rumble...!
There was a huge earthquake in the void, and wherever the ax passed, tiny cracks in the void appeared, and the dark ax blade collided with the ancestral dragon's tail in an instant.
"Ouch...!"
Zulong suddenly let out a miserable howl, and saw a hundred-foot-long wound appear on his dragon tail. Golden dragon scales were thrown away, dragon blood splashed, and this ax almost cut off his dragon tail!
After absorbing Pangu's evil thoughts and resentment contained in the billions of evil thoughts and demons in Pangu's skull, the power of the Six Soul Flags has increased countless times.
This sacred flag, which could only be used to cast curses in Fengzu's hands, has now grown to a terrifying and terrifying level.
Pangu's demonic shadow condensed with all Pangu's evil thoughts and resentments is almost as beautiful as Pangu's true form condensed by the twelve capital gods and evil formations.
Hee hee hee…!
There is a layer of dark mist attached to the wound of the Ancestral Dragon Dragon Tail. The mist surges and corrodes his true body rapidly, making it impossible for his wound to heal. This is the mist condensed by Pangu's evil thoughts and resentments. It is not only corroding his body
Wounds, and endless illusions surged toward his true soul.
Bang bang bang...!
Immediately afterwards, green pustules quickly swelled up on the dragon tail of the ancestor dragon. The pustules swelled and exploded one after another, splattering out the extremely foul-smelling black dragon blood.
A series of gray and black lines spread from his wounds to all sides. Wherever the lines passed, his dragon scales were rotting, life was barred, and all kinds of terrible curses were added to it. The ancestor dragon twisted its dragon body like crazy,