Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 459
Chaos is completely lively.

There are about a thousand demon gods, and these remaining demon gods are relatively stronger, but they are not enough to look at in front of Daozu.

The space demon god showed a bitter smile. I don't know when, these demon gods seem to have become supporting roles in the world.

Most of the three thousand demon gods fell, and the more they struggled and resisted, the more they seemed irrelevant to the overall situation.

After the fall of the Demon God of Destiny, they can no longer spy on fate, or are they just small pawns.

The Demon God didn't know the answer. They thought they would have a great future after breaking the seal, but what awaited them was the fall.

Once beheaded by Pangu, now by Hongjun, they seem to be just embellishments of other people's glory!

The two demon gods of space and time looked at each other, and they both saw deep unwillingness in each other's eyes.

Not only the two of them, but the thousand demon gods who survived were all unwilling.

They are conceived by chaos, they are the earliest creatures in the world, they were born to open up chaos and be the masters of the sky.

They should have been priceless.

"I once met Pangu when the sky was opened, otherwise there would still be chaos in the world today."

"Since I'm out of trouble, I'll open up chaos and rebuild the universe."

"Pay off the karma of the past, and leave me the reputation of waiting for the demon god."

"This is our mission and our honor."

Pangu violated his mission, but these demon gods finally decided to follow their duty to open the sky.

In addition, they seem to have no choice, at least this is more meaningful than being beheaded by Daozu.

More than a thousand demon gods walked into the chaos, and the thousand demon gods were more than a thousand saints. Wherever the demon gods passed, the boundless chaos was divided under their feet.

In the chaos, there is no light or darkness, no difference between up and down, and no difference between left and right.

But following the actions of the demon gods, there is light, darkness, and space in the chaos...
Chaos began to transform into Earth Fire Feng Shui.

A new world is about to take shape in the chaos.

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The good fortune jade plate is still in the process of transformation.

Hongjun looked at Luo Hu who was standing in front of him, and said, "You selfish devil actually has the day to sacrifice yourself for others?"

"It's not for self-sacrifice, now I and them are grasshoppers on the same rope, and it will be hard for whoever dies first. And you don't have the jade plate of good fortune in your hand, so I will stop you for a while, but it will be worry-free." Luo Hu said .

Hongjun glanced at Luo Hu: "I know what you have in mind. You think you and I come from the same source, but you are not convinced. You see that I have no treasure in hand, so you want to test the gap between you and me."

Luo Hu nodded, and Luo Hu said: "I also want to take a look at your half-step five-level power. I am also eager to surpass you."

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The gods of the twelve capitals are in the formation.

Houtu, Chi You, Xingtian Wu Gang all entered the formation, Laozi Tongtian also entered the formation, and Xu Siyuan was at the center of the formation.

Countless evil spirits rushed straight into the sky, and the boundless fighting spirit surpassed all ages.

The situation is turbulent, and the chaos changes color.

The Witch Clan and the Sanqing merged into one, and the powers of many saints were all integrated into Xu Siyuan's body.

At this time, Nuwa said softly to Fuxi: "Brother, all this is beyond your plan now?"

"It's not exceeded, but it's not finished yet. All the schemes are for the final glory, but today's game still doesn't see much vitality."

"I know you want to ask me when I can become a saint, but at least I have to compete with Taoist ancestor invincible in this round, otherwise how can I become a saint! It's just that everything that follows is beyond your elder brother's decision. ” Fuxi replied.

Nuwa took a deep look at Fuxi: "Brother, today I can understand why fate will fall. It is too difficult to become a saint in this way. In the end, fate depends on the general situation of the day. Destiny has never been independent. After all, the world has to rely on others to become holy.”

Fuxi laughed and said: "But this is the way I want to pursue for my brother, and sanctification is not the end point. It may not be impossible for my brother to fully control his destiny in the future."

Nuwa nodded: "In this case, I will give you a little more confidence, brother."

Nuwa also walked into the formation, and Nuwa's power began to integrate into Xu Siyuan's body.

Pan Gu's imprint was all obtained by Xu Siyuan, Pan Gu's essence and blood, and Pan Gu's primordial spirit reunited, but Xu Siyuan was not completely equal to Pan Gu, Xu Siyuan also had his own rules and his own way.

If it was before, Xu Siyuan might have doubts, and he would consider whether he is just a substitute for Pangu.

But after seeing Pan Gu, Xu Siyuan understood one thing. There has never been a completely correct way in the world, and some are just power first.

No matter whose power he is, as long as he can break the situation, it is good.

Xu Siyuan's body swelled rapidly, hundreds of feet, thousand feet, ten thousand feet, and finally approached thirty thousand feet.

Xu Siyuan's breath became stronger and stronger, Xu Siyuan broke through the fourth realm, and finally directly broke through to the late stage of the fourth realm.

But it is still a little short of opening up the sky. After all, what can be changed if only opening up a small world.

At this moment, Tongtian said, "Where are the disciples of Jiejiao?"

"The disciples of Interceptor are here!"

More than ten thousand Jiejiao disciples responded in unison in the picture of mountains, rivers and land, and the hundreds of millions of soldiers that Jiejiao had collected over the years were also answering with the Jiejiao disciples.

The voices of the members of the Jiejiao resounded through the chaos, this was the joint efforts of Tongtian Xu Siyuan and other Jiejiao disciples for many years.

The spiritual power of all the Jiejiao disciples merged into the formation, and Xu Siyuan's aura became much stronger.

But still not enough.

Kong Xuan said, "Where are the monster disciples?"

After Lu Ya's death, the monster tribe who surrendered was headed by Kong Xuan, the Great Emperor Gochen.

So countless monster clans also raised their right hands, and the power of the remaining monster clans also merged into the formation.

"Where are the Buddhist disciples?" It was the voice of Six Ears.

"Where is the human race? Where are the gods in heaven?" Duobao also asked.

So hundreds of millions of living beings joined forces. Although they were weak and ordinary, when all living beings integrated their power into the formation, Xu Siyuan's power broke through to the peak of the fourth realm.

A smile appeared on Xu Siyuan's face, and it was not in vain that he had collected all the top formations of Honghuang early on.

Although the formation formed by Houtu and others is still called the Twelve Capitals Heavenly Gods Formation, it has the shadow of the Zhoutian Star Formation and traces of the Immortal Execution Formation.

The number of formations unites to absorb and purify the power of all beings, and also allows the power of all beings to be used by Xu Siyuan.

"Where is the Pangu axe?"

Xu Siyuan shouted, and following Xu Siyuan's voice, the Pangu ax burst into countless lights.

"Here comes the axe!" Xu Siyuan's voice resounded throughout the chaos, and the Pangu ax that was about to scatter felt the call again.

There was hesitation and doubts, but in the end the Pan Gu Ax fell into Xu Siyuan's hands.

They may also know that this is not the real Pangu, but they still perceive Pangu's breath after all.

In this case, they are willing to accompany Xu Siyuan to open the sky.

(End of this chapter)