Great Brother

Chapter 28 The real body of Pangu
Dijiang asked Zhang Han, "Fellow Taoist Xuanqing, are you ready?" Zhang Han took a deep breath, and nodded to Dijiang. Seeing Zhang Han nodding, Dijiang also nodded to the ancestral witches, and shouted: " Jiedutian Twelve Demon God Formation" The rest of the ancestral witches quickly stood in their positions according to the formation, and with a loud roar, the sky was covered with black clouds for a while, and the evil spirit condensed on one side, forming a tens of thousands of feet of black pillar.The astonishing evil spirit made all the intelligent beings feel it, and countless monks who practiced in seclusion were all shaken by it, and they were able to release their spiritual consciousness to check.

The twelve patriarchal witches formed a formation of gods and demons, with boundless power, and the sky was dark. Seeing this, Zhang Han retreated tens of thousands of miles, and just stood still when he heard a loud roar.The roar shook hundreds of millions of miles and spread into the void without dissipating.Like the most primitive sound, and also like a roar from the sky, clouds and winds ravaged hundreds of thousands of miles around the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and countless auras returned to their original origins and turned into chaotic qi.After a long time, the dust settled and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, only to see a giant ten thousand li tall appearing where the smoke cleared. This man's body was filled with chaotic aura, and there was a fierce fire in one eye, and a cold and ruthless eye in the other. The stars in the sky are reflected in the eyes, overflowing with boundless starlight, and the countless spaces stirred up are shattered.A vision of the end of the world.

This is the true body of Pangu.

"Pangu, it's Pangu, how is it possible?" Countless great powers of the wild are all terrified. The witch clan can actually call out the great god Pangu who created the world. I've seen it, so I don't know.But Hong Huang was created by Pan Gu, and Zhou Tian was also transformed by Pan Gu. Even if he thought about it with his ass, he knew what Pan Gu's cultivation would be like. Everyone was shocked, especially among the monsters. The avatars of Pan Gu summoned by the ancestral witches all had a bitter expression on their faces, which made the two proud and arrogant people suffer another blow.Sanqing of Kunlun Mountain also looked shocked.

Zhang Han looked at the giant Qingtian in front of him. Although he knew that Pangu was dead, it was just the dharma body of Pangu summoned by the ancestral witches, so he bowed deeply to the giant. This was Zhang Han expressing his gratitude to Pangu.

"It seems to be going for real."After bowing, Zhang Han looked at Pan Gu's real body and felt the shocking aura on Pan Gu's body. Although it was not as good as the real Pan Gu, compared to the current Zhang Han, this aura was enough. He took a deep breath.

"Haha, brother Xuanqing, be careful." Zhu Rong's laughter in Pangu's body lingered for a long time in the world.After hearing Zhu Rong's words, Zhang Han also knew that he was going to be serious, and his eyes became colder. He took out 24 Ding Haizhu and stood on top of his head, looking at Pangu's real body calmly.

"Roar..." Pangu's real body let out a roar, raised that mountain-like iron fist, and struck at Zhang Han with a thunderbolt-like aura. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were not fools either. Pangu, the burden of protracted combat is too heavy for them, and now it is the most ideal to determine the outcome with one blow.

Before the punch arrived, the sound was like thunder. Under this punch, the sky and the earth changed color, the ground shook continuously, and the space was like glass being hit, shattering one after another, as if nothing could stop the punch from moving forward.Zhang Han looked at the fists that were getting more and more advanced, felt the momentum of the sky, and felt like a lonely boat in the vast sea, which might be drowned at any time.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down the ripples in his heart, and still released 24 Dinghai beads, pointing with his slender fingers, and shouted: "Dinghai beads, Rong".I saw 24 Dinghai beads changing in the air against the wind. The 24 beads kept spinning and slowly fused together, turning into a gray bead. Under Zhang Han's control, they flew slowly towards the The shocking punch from Pan Gu's real body had no gorgeous color, no shocking aura, only a bland movement, as if it was thrown by an ordinary person casually, it was completely clumsy and bland.

"Is Taoist Xuanqing a fool? Faced with such an earth-shattering punch, he resisted it so casually, do you want to seek death?" In the void, all the powerful people who observed the battle were impressed by Zhang Han's way of resisting. I don't understand, Zhang Han's beads look really bad, it's nothing compared to Pan Gu's real body punch!It is simply the gap between the emperor and the beggar, one day and one place, of course, there are a small number of prehistoric powers watching this battle calmly, they think that Zhang Han's actions must have his deep meaning, especially Sanqing, they follow Zhang Han Han's life was not over yet, and they all knew that Zhang Han would never do something he was not sure of. Since Zhang Han dared to do this, he must have his reasons. They firmly believed that Zhang Han would definitely win.Just as everyone was watching, Pan Guzhen's fist finally collided with the clumsy bead.

"boom……"

A shocking loud noise accompanied by a dazzling white light came out from the collision, the ground began to shake, the space began to shatter, and countless auras became violent one after another, flying sand and rocks for a while, and endless dust rolled in the sky, turning into a gray tornado, wantonly After a long time ravaging this beautiful land, the white light finally dissipated, countless broken spaces began to repair, the violent spiritual energy calmed down one after another, and the flying dust also settled.The situation on the battlefield finally gradually became clear.

"Hiss, this, this..."

When the situation of the battlefield was presented in front of everyone, countless gasps and fears sounded in the void. On the battlefield, the twelve ancestor witches had disintegrated, and the twelve people were lying on the ground in tatters, and the blood on their bodies was free. The outflow, one look knows that the injury is serious.And Zhang Han's side is not easy, although he is still standing, but the hairpin on his head has disappeared, his hair is as messy as a chicken coop, blood is left at the corner of his mouth, and his body is purple His robe has also become tattered, and his white flesh has also leaked out.

"Hehe, everyone, it seems that I still won, cough cough cough" Zhang Han wanted to tease the ancestral witches, but he didn't expect that the excessive force involved the injury in his body, and he couldn't hold back for a while and vomited blood. "Haha, Brother Xuanqing, you won. We had a great time fighting this battle, and we were convinced that we lost. We will fight again next time, haha." After hearing Zhang Han's words, the twelve ancestor witches also shouted loudly. He admitted defeat with a smile.

Zhang Han was completely speechless after hearing the words of the ancestral witches, and secretly cursed in his heart, "It's really a group of fighting madmen. They have fought like this, and they still want to fight next time. When I become a saint, let's see if you still dare to follow me!" beat".

Although Zhang Han secretly slandered in his heart, he still took out various spiritual fruits to restore the injuries of the ancestor witches.

(End of this chapter)