The Green Snake of the Great Wilderness becomes enlightened

Chapter 157

As soon as this remark came out, all the big Luos looked terrified!
They are all disciples of saints, even though they may not have seen the peerless power of this formation, they still know the boundless power of this formation from the mouth of saints.

It is even rumored that during the ancient lich war, the sage Nuwa once threw a red hydrangea ball and failed to break through the body of Pangu condensed by the great formation of gods and demons in the twelve capitals!
Now, if this peerless formation is really revealed to the world, they can't resist it at all with their cultivation base!
But Guang Chengzi came to his senses and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, hurry up and stop the formation of the Wu Clan. This formation must be extremely difficult to form. We still have a chance to stop it!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone urged their magic weapons to fight, but the Wu Clan had already prepared for it. In front of Chi You's army, a khaki talisman suddenly appeared, releasing a barrier to protect the Wu Clan people.

No matter how powerful the spirit treasures of the Twelve Golden Immortals and the others were, they would only vibrate them, obviously unable to break through for a while.

Seeing this, Jiufeng called out, "Set up the formation quickly!"

Immediately, one hundred and eight people rushed out from below, arranged in twelve formations, and each formation was divided into nine people.

Many formation runes had already been inscribed on their bodies, and these people were all holding a small black streamer, on which the evil spirit was extremely dignified.

As soon as these people appeared, they kept chanting words in their mouths, urging spells.At the same time, they cut open the veins of their hands, released blood essence, and melted it in their mouths.

Seeing the orderly formation of the people below, Jiufeng felt relieved, and then looked at the shield talisman in the air, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

This talisman is one of the treasures that the ancestor witch of Houtu left for the witch clan before leaving. Naturally, it cannot be easily broken by these Daluo Jinxians.

She glanced at the situation below, turned sideways to Xing Tian and said: "Later, you will be the main battle! After all, you are far ahead of me in terms of power and witchcraft."

Xing Tian was startled when he heard the words: "Here, when you are in the main formation, you can be inspired by the power of one of the billions of father gods. If you receive it, you may be able to defeat the strength of the ancestor witch. You..."

"There is no need to refute, my path is not on this path, even with the help of a large team, it is difficult to break through.

On the contrary, you still have a little chance. The life and death of my witch clan rests on you, and there must be no mistake! "Jiufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said solemnly.

Xing Tian replied without flinching: "Don't worry, even if Xing Tian dies, I will definitely finish this matter."

Qing Luo, who was attacking outside the shield, was very nervous, and secretly squinted at the witches in the shield.

He was looking for the 27 shamans who fought against him that day.

Sure enough, Qing Luo glanced around and saw that they were in the formation.

This made him happy, perhaps, these people can still come in handy!
At this time, the nine people in front of the witches formed a formation, and on each formation was a black spirit banner about Zhang Xu, each with the real body of an ancestor witch engraved on it, a total of twelve faces.

The blood of those sorcerers flowed onto the corresponding twelve-faced spirit banners one after another, gradually producing a sense of mystery, drawing and sucking the evil spirits from the world.

The strong bloody evil spirit in the battlefield has been integrated into this banner.But these black flags are still not satisfied, and still cause the evil spirit between heaven and earth to condense.

The evil spirits within a range of a hundred miles began to condense here, and then the evil spirits within a range of thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, billions of miles, all gathered here.

This boundless evil spirit is like an endless black ocean, which is breathtaking and frightening.

But it only took a dozen breaths, and the boundless evil spirit was completely absorbed by the twelve black banners.

At this time, Xing Tian leaped to the core of the formation, with fanaticism in his eyes, and shouted: "Twelve capitals rise from the sky!"

The next moment, the twelve black banners were launched at the same time, and on each of the banners, a phantom of the real body of the ancestor witch as high as one hundred thousand feet appeared.

Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiu Yin, Tian Wu. . . . . .Eleven ancestral witches who have returned to heaven and earth plus one real body of ancestral witches who have incarnated in reincarnation, all of them are here!
That stalwart body, the aura of arrogance to the world, the peerless strong man who seemed to exist in ancient times, the power of heaven and earth, the ruler of the ancient prehistoric land, the leader of hundreds of millions of Wu clansmen, and the immortal spiritual symbol in his heart, finally fell silent to the prehistoric lieutenant general When they were forgotten, they reappeared and stirred up the situation again, causing many great supernatural beings to be shocked!

At this moment, the fighting on the battlefield had long since ceased, and all the members of the Wu clan knelt down on their knees, even the many half-witches of the Jiuli tribe also knelt down one after another.

Their witch clan doesn't respect the Sanqing, disrespect the West, and even don't worship Hongjun. Their witch clan stands in the sky and earth, and they only worship the father god Pangu and the twelve ancestor witches!

The situation on the battlefield was silent, everyone seemed to be frozen in place, no one screamed, they just had the unyielding figures of the twelve ancestor witches reflected in their eyes.

At this moment, Jiufeng's eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet. For many years, he hadn't seen the figures of the twelve witch ancestors, he hadn't seen the elder brother Qiangliang's smile, and he hadn't seen Master Xuanming pretending to be indifferent But he cared about her appearance in his heart, and didn't see the endless quarrel between Uncle Zhu Rong and Uncle Gong Gong. . . .

In those days, she was still a junior in the clan, no matter how great the danger or catastrophe, there were always twelve relatives who resisted, until that unrivaled battle, until she saw the last elder hit the mountainside of Buzhou with her own eyes, The water of the Tianhe River flooded the bodies of hundreds of millions of Wu clans, and buried all the prosperous Wu clans in ancient times.

Scenes and scenes of the previous images all floated, only the images of the life and death of the Wu clan stopped.Indifference and fighting spirit regained in her eyes, she is the No. 1 of the current witch clan again!
Jiufeng worshiped devoutly, and then said with a slightly trembling voice unconsciously: "Respect God, father, and reappear the prehistoric times!"

The next moment, the phantoms of the twelve indifferent ancestor witches, and even the arcane witchcraft merged into one, forming a blurred figure with a size of one million feet.

Although there is only a vague figure, any prehistoric creature will not recognize it wrong, and will not be ignorant of this person.

Because, this person is the source of this prehistoric and myriad worlds, the supreme god who created the world and created all things in his body.

Pangu!

At this moment, all the witches knelt down on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and all the hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric world felt something in their hearts.

Even Daozu Hongjun, who was sitting cross-legged outside the 33rd heaven, opened his eyes, and said involuntarily, "Pangu, are you really gone?
How can I defend myself in this great prehistoric world? "

In the vast wilderness of Zhuolu, tens of thousands of witches looked mad, looking at the mighty figure of Xeon, the supreme spiritual leader who existed from the beginning of life, they couldn't help shouting in unison: "Witch!

witch!
witch! "

At this moment, the sun and the moon dimmed, and the sky and the earth trembled!
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