The real person of Cihang in the prehistoric

Chapter 119 The Pan clan has committed numerous murders, Cihang secretly mocked his compassion and spread his merits, and was attacked by Zhu Rong.

The roaring sound continued to sound in the sky.

Cihang saw the scene above through the layers of clouds and mist in the sky:
Countless auras belonging to the Pan Clan are lingering wantonly in the Heavenly Court where the Celestial Clan is located. The immeasurable power of law is controlled in the hands of the Pan Clan, massacring the Celestial Clan above the Heavenly Clan. The buildings above the Heavenly Clan are constantly being destroyed due to As the destruction of the Pan clan collapsed, Cihang saw a Pan clan member who practiced the law of earth tore apart a palace in the heaven and threw it onto the wild land.

Cihang's wording was very accurate. The Pan Clan's attack was a massacre of the Celestial Clan.

At this time, the top leaders of the Tian Clan were all listening to the third sermon of Taoist Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace. Maybe there were members at the bottom of the Tian Clan who were considering the Tian Clan, but there was absolutely no such thing among these members. There will be all the so-called high-level officials of the Celestial Clan. Their alliance and their creation of the Celestial Clan are all just to realize their own interests. In the final analysis, the Celestial Clan is just a tool for the high-level people.

How could it be possible to delay one's own great future because of a small thing?

This is also the reason why the Pan Clan's sneak attack on the Tian Clan is so successful. After all, no matter what the Pan Clan's senior officials say, they do not have to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermons of Taoist Hongjun. They practice the path of law and pay attention to The purpose is to use one's own Dao body to accommodate the laws and attribute them to one's own body, so that one's own body is the state of the Dao. This can be said to be two completely different systems from the method of practicing immortality passed down by the Taoist ancestors.

They believe that this is a method that their father, Pangu, once practiced. As their descendants, the Pan people will naturally not modify it, so they will not go to the Zixiao Palace to listen to Taoist ancestors' sermons.

As the rumbling sound sounded, countless figures were also thrown from the sky. Cihang sighed helplessly, because with his cultivation of Daluo Jinxian, he could easily sense the beings thrown down. Just die, and even the soul is annihilated by it. This kind of death is now only popular among the Pan clan.

The prehistoric gods and demons pride themselves on being noble, so they will not use their own means to lower their bodies to deal with a small Celestial Clan soldier.

The enmity between the Tian Clan and the Pan Clan is getting deeper and deeper. Just look at Cihang standing here and look up at the entire sky. There are bright red patches everywhere, because the bright red patch is made of blood. , formed from the blood of members of the Celestial Clan.

Between the opening and closing, it seemed that the Pan Clan had made up its mind to annihilate the entire Celestial Clan at this moment. Cihang flipped his fingers back and forth, and countless threads of humane aura shuttled back and forth between his fingers. Then, countless human threads continued to dissipate and break amidst roaring sounds.

This is the lifeline that belongs to the members of the Celestial Clan, and was calculated by Cihang based on his immeasurable human merit.

The fresh life slowly passed away, leaving only the devastation and sorrow on the earth. Taiyin Xingjun's face was not good-looking and tense. She was someone who had been threatened by the Celestial Clan, so she naturally knew the difficulties of the Celestial Clan. Matang, now seeing that this Pan clan is also a tough opponent, anyone who is not a fool can see that there will inevitably be a war between the two to determine the winner.

But who was the unluckiest at that time?

They are the endless creatures on this ancient continent, they are the ancient gods and demons living on this ancient continent!
Thinking of what happened to her at this time, she felt a little chill in her heart. No matter which clan the Tianpan clan belongs to, their strength and luck are not comparable to those of the three clans in the previous disaster.

In Cihang's Qingyun, the green jade bottle shines brightly, and under Cihang's control, countless three-light divine water continuously condenses into clouds and rain on the ancient land, nourishing the dry land and making up for it. Due to the war between the two clans in Tianpan, the earth's foundation has been lost.The magic power of Daluo Jinxian and the three-light divine water that had been accumulated for an unknown period of time were combined together, and the impact they formed soon began to bear fruit.But the power of law splashing everywhere in the rumbling sound has not stopped, and they continue to destroy everything on the ancient land.

At this time, the Pan clan may never have thought that the land now destroyed by the power of their laws belonged to the prehistoric times and was transformed by Pangu, the god they considered themselves to be.

Cihang thought sarcastically.

As soon as he exerted force under his feet, countless Dao Rhymes of the Universe were like layers of waves, starting from the Huangya Peak of Luojia Mountain as the center and spreading out to the ancient land, like a layer of waves spread out. A big net covers the entire prehistoric land.

It seems that at this time, only Cihang, the Great Luo Jinxian, is left in the world of Taoism.

It's quite right to think about it carefully. After all, except for Cihang, there are few Daluo Jinxian and Hunyuan Jinxian in the prehistoric world who would not go to Zixiao Palace to listen to Taoist sermons. If it weren't for Cihang's gift, The Taiyin Star Lord's chance of survival was saved. At this time, the Taiyin Star Lord was probably going to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the Tao Ancestor's sermon.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Cihang could encounter the Pan clan's raid on the Tian clan.

Cihang never hid his aura from the moment he took action. He didn't do anything wrong, so why should he hide his aura?The Pan clan is powerful, but how can it matter? Does Cihang have a poor background?
The three powerful men in the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm represent the high-end combat power of the ancient gods and demons and serve as his backers for Cihang. What does Cihang have to be afraid of, and why should he hide it?
The immeasurable merits on Cihang's Qingyun are like rushing waterfalls, turning into countless giant dragons flying in the sky over the primitive land. Countless places where the law has invaded and infiltrated a Dao realm and cut off all vitality. At this moment, under the shining of the golden light of merit, it gradually regains its vitality and dissipates the power of laws within it.

Not to mention anything else, Cihang's own merits and virtues, except for Daozu Hongjun, there is probably no one in the world who can surpass him, so even if he is so cathartic and squandering, Cihang still has no eyesight. Wink.

Cihang's eyes looked towards where the Pan clan was. His eyes were filled with golden light of merit and virtue. He seemed to be able to vaguely see the luck belonging to the Pan clan. In the prosperous luck like burning fire cooking oil, he could vaguely see it. The evil dragon with countless red causalities is entrenched at its bottom, constantly biting.

Thinking of the witch clan in his previous life, Cihang only felt that this was the retribution of fate that the Pan clan should accept!
The boundless red-gold light was extremely dazzling, as if it contained a mockery of the Pan clan.

"Where did this thieves come from, causing mischief here?!"

The flaming power of law shot towards Cihang with a loud roar. It was the power of law belonging to Zhu Rong, one of the twelve deities of the Pan clan...

(End of this chapter)