Tortoise of the Great Desolation

Chapter 259 The real body of Pangu
This time the Lich War started very abruptly.

Not only in the eyes of outsiders.

In fact, of the two parties involved in the war, probably only Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi knew the reason for the start of the war, and the rest, even Fuxi and Kunpeng, hadn't figured out what was going on.

After all, the current prehistoric situation is there.

Even if there is a difference in strength between the lich and the witch, it will not be much.

Under such circumstances, no one will benefit from rashly starting a war.

Therefore, unless one party already has the confidence to crush the other, no one will easily start a war.

So, as the war started, both sides participating in the war came up with various ideas.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches thought, could it be that the monster race got some cards?Otherwise, how could the war start for no reason?
Even Fuxi and Kunpeng thought, could it be that Dijun or Donghuang Taiyi got another great opportunity?

Even many powers who do not belong to the two races are secretly guessing whether the Yaozu has some cards.

In fact, Di Jun can only express this: the child is bitter, and he will not be angry.

However, no matter how you think about it, you still have to fight.

For the Twelve Ancestral Witches, no matter whether the Yaozu has a new hole card or not, in this case they have to fight.

For Fuxi and Kunpeng, no matter whether Dijun and Donghuangtaiyi got any chance, we have to wait until after this battle.

So, after many years, the Lich faced off again.

No words are needed.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches confronted God, both sides attacked almost at the same time.

There is no talk, because there is no need.

Any words are superfluous, only war.

Rushou, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, and Houtu battle Donghuang Taiyi.

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, extravagantly pitted against Di Jun and Kunpeng.

Fuxi held back Qiangliang, Xizi, Tianwu and Xuanming.

With the addition of Kunpeng, the high-level combat power of the monster clan was slightly weaker than the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but it was not in danger of being overthrown.

The high-level is at a stalemate, and the battle between the middle and low-level is even less likely to end quickly.

On the level of Da Luo, although the great witches have amazing combat power, the number of Da Luo Jinxians of the Yaozu is undoubtedly far greater than the number of great witches of the Wuzu. Therefore, relying on the advantage of numbers, the Wuzu does not have any Relying on the combat power of the Great Witch to gain a clear advantage.

In terms of combat strength at the bottom, although the individual combat power of each Wu Clan is far superior to that of the Monster Clan at the same level, the number of Monster Clans is there after all.

Therefore, after the war started, the two races fell into a stalemate in all aspects.

As for this situation, compared to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jun and others are more willing to see it.

The reason is also very simple.

It is true that the battle situation is at a stalemate, but the reproductive abilities of the witch clan and the monster clan are not at the same level at all.

For Di Jun and the others, no matter how much the bottom monster clan lost, it would be able to make up for it after a while.

However, for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, every loss of a clan member made them feel distressed.

Therefore, this stalemate did not last long, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches couldn't bear it anymore.

Teaming up with Rushou and the others to repel the Eastern Emperor Taiyi again, Houtu glanced at the battle between the two clans of Liches in the world from the corner of his eye, and a look of anxiety could not help but flash in his eyes.

With the passage of time, both the lich clans have suffered considerable damage.

Although the loss of the Wu Clan is far less than that of the Monster Clan, it is already considered a traumatic injury for the Wu Clan.

After a moment of hesitation, a flash of determination flashed in Houtu's eyes.

"Brother, don't fight anymore. Of course we are not afraid of them, but the lives of the Wu clan children are at stake, use that!"

Hearing this, Di Jiang glanced at the situation of the battle between heaven and earth after fighting Di Jun, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Okay! Everyone get ready, form the formation!"

Following Di Jiang's order, the twelve ancestor witches forced their opponents back one after another and gathered together.

A long howl.

Twelve demon gods of different shapes appear between the sky and the earth, but the twelve ancestor witches showed their true bodies at the same time.

The boundless evil spirit gathered towards the twelve ancestor witches.

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from among the twelve ancestor witches, Dijun and the others who gathered together because they had no opponent frowned.

"Bu Zhoutian Xingdou formation, this move is not something we can handle." Di Jun said.

Hearing this, the other three all nodded.

"Command, Zhou Tian Xingdou array, start!"

Di Jun gave an order, and the Zhoutian star gods who had been prepared for a long time came out holding star banners.

The endless starlight is attracted by the star streamer and descends.

Zhou Tian's star formation once again came to the world.

At the same time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches seemed to have gathered enough evil spirits.

Emerging the real body of the ancestral witch, with a human face and bird body, four wings and six claws, Di Jiang, who was covered in red, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Twelve capitals, gods and demons, get up!"

Following Dijiang's roar, the world's expression changed.

A large black formation filled with endless murderous aura stretches between the sky and the earth, and there are many ghosts in the formation, and the appearance of the twelve ancestor witches can be vaguely seen.

A moment later, accompanied by an ancient voice that seemed to be roaring or sighing, the formation disappeared, and a stalwart figure appeared between the sky and the earth.

And at the moment that figure appeared, all beings were silent.

Pangu!

These two words emerged in everyone's mind.

The next moment was the same denial.

How could it be Pangu!
However, that stalwart figure and invincible spirit all proved that it was Pan Gu.

The real Pangu!

After experiencing the initial shock, all the powerful people finally had a reliable guess in their hearts.

Pangu opened the sky and transformed into all things.

Therefore, this cannot be Pangu.

In this way, there is only one explanation left, that is, the Twelve Ancestral Witches used some kind of secret method to condense Pan Gu's real body!

However, even though they figured this out, the shock in the hearts of the great powers did not subside much.

Even if Pan Gu's real body can only exert one ten-thousandth of the real Pan Gu's power, how many people in this prehistoric world can fight against it?

All eyes were on the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array, which claimed to be able to compete with a saint.

So here comes the question, can this super large formation that uses Zhou Tianxing's power for its own use stop Pan Gu's real body?

"Is Pan Gu's real body?" Muttering to himself, Di Jun suppressed the shock in his heart, and Hetu Luoshu operated to the extreme, making the endless starry sky a little more mysterious and unpredictable.

"Let me come and see it!"

"As you wish!" Dijiang's roar came from Pangu's real body, and the upright Pangu's real body stretched out his hand, and an illusory ax shadow emerged in his hand.

Raise your hand, raise your axe, and chop it down.

Nothing fancy.

However, Di Jun, who bears the brunt of it, can feel the sharpness of it even through a layer of Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation.

Endless starlight gathered in Zhou Tian's star array.

"Be sure to block it!"

Starlight is roaring!

(End of this chapter)