The Immortal Xiaoqiang of the Great Desolation

Chapter 183

Di Jiang looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi above the starlight clouds, and roared: "My boy, you didn't pluck out your feathers last time, let's see who can save you this time." Four wings flapped, six legs fluttered , the curved claw poked out, and countless space blades flew towards the densely packed demon clan.

Donghuang Taiyi picked up the Donghuang Bell and slammed it, Honghuang seemed to be stunned, a sound wave swept over, the void was shattered, and countless sharp blades disintegrated in the crystal color.

The Fuxi demon sage who came to help flicked the Fuxi qin, and colorful rays of light flashed, and the sound blades fluttered, harvesting the lives of witches. It turned into clouds of blood mist.

Emperor Jun shook the sun, moon and star banner, 360 five huge flags rose, and the most massive 360 ​​five stars in the sky bloomed with huge light. The thick star pillars were attracted, and countless stars gathered and turned into swords, knives, axes, battleaxes, Daggers, halberds, spears, spears, halberds, forks, and rakes flew down among the Wu clan like a meteor shower.

A group of scattered demons turned into real bodies. Amidst the croaking sound, iron claws and golden beaks fluttered around, and their feathers scattered and turned into arrows.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi was facing Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Xi Zi, and Xuan Ming. The Golden Crow Dharma Aspect soared up, with a ferocious expression, and bursts of crows resounded throughout the universe. Leaning out, he grabbed Zu Wu fiercely, drawing bloodstains, accompanied by the sound of screaming and shouting.

As long as Zu Wu attacked, Donghuang Taiyi would slam the giant bell, the sound waves swept across, the void was forbidden, time seemed to stop running, and he was stiff all over, but he watched Donghuang Taiyi's sun, fire and thunder rolling in, feeling very depressed.Even if they were thick and fleshy, they couldn't withstand such a blow. The four of them were furious, and they turned into giants, fists clenched tightly, as big as planets, sweeping back and forth, countless monsters broke bones and spurted blood, and fell like meteorites.

Di Jun used Zhou Tian Xing Chen to trap Ju Mang, Ru Shou, Gong Gong, Zhu Rong, the new ancestor Wu Chi You, She Bi Shi, Tian Wu and Qiang Liang. Although they were careful, they were still forced by countless monsters. In a flash of thought, he chased after the little demon who attacked him, and fell into a trap unknowingly. In a flash of starlight, he fell into the starry sky.

The ancestral witch's temper suddenly went into a rage, and he smashed countless fists. In the vast and misty star field, countless planets flying over were crushed and turned into stardust. , let a few people be overwhelmed and tired of coping.

Dijun saw the right time, took out a black and red silk sword, pointed it at Gou Mang, and slashed hard. Slashed by Dijun, just about to sneer, but he didn't want the sword energy to be as easy as a knife to cut tofu. A bloodstain flashed all the way from the head, and in Jumang's stunned expression, his body turned into a green blood mist all over the sky with a bang. The Qi of Yimu mixed with the billowing evil energy scattered, and the ancestor of the wood, the witch, fell.

This time, the rest of the ancestral witches were stunned. Outside the formation, Di Jiang had a telepathy and yelled that it was not good.Relying on self-explosion of three legs and two wings, Di Jiang avoided another wave of attacks from the Eastern Emperor Bell, and yelled: "All brothers and sisters, quickly set up the Twelve Capitals and Gods' formation." Amidst the fearful voice, there was sadness.

All the ancestor witches are not negligent, the ancestor witches in the formation rely on the evil spirit that overflowed when Ju Mang died and Di Jun's joyful mind relaxed, and they all blew themselves up with flying snakes in their hands and dragons at their feet, and rushed out of the formation.

Regardless of cleaning up the demon clan people, they hammered their chests one after another, and the blood gushed out, attracting the blood of Jumang that was about to escape. The vastness, emptiness and kindness of the place, just rolled around for a long time, but did not come out.

All the ancestor witches were stunned for a while, and then they knew what was going on. Jumang's blood was seriously drained, and Pangu's physical body could not be manifested.Chi You gritted his teeth, let out a loud shout, bang, and turned into a yellowish blood mist and flew into the blood mass with a radius of thousands of miles. The rest of the ancestor witches flew into the blood mass in grief.

Booming, the blood mist gathers, the smoke clears, a big man with flesh and blood steps on the ground, and shoots out from the sky above his head. With bitterness and bitterness, and tears streaming down, it was Pan Gu who came into the world, and all living beings bowed their heads.

The hollow eyes were stained by the evil spirit of the witch clan, turned into scarlet blood, and stretched out a fist. It seemed extremely slow, and it played back like a slow motion, but it was extremely fast. As the strong wind swept away, the Donghuang Bell wailed endlessly, and the yellow smoke cloud broke away, and Donghuangtai sprayed blood mist and was thrown thousands of miles away, penetrating countless mountains all the way.

The momentum of the fist remained undiminished, and he went straight to the big formation of Zhoutian and stars. Dijun shook the star banner violently in horror, and the Hetu Luoshu spun rapidly on the starlight Qingyun, and the ten dots on the Hetu changed from black to white. , raised a group of silk thread brocade, blooming misty brilliance; on the Luoshu, the lines of tortoise lines are obvious, engraved with mysterious inscriptions flying, mobilizing the brilliance of the stars, operating a large formation, gathering star pillars and hitting the fist.

360 Five demon generals of the Taiyi Jinxian level of the monster clan cast, spit out blood, and Hetu Luoshu pressed the formation, and the gathered star pillars extracted the brilliance of the stars in the sky, and the prehistoric world was dim for a while, as if the stars had fallen and did not show their light .

The huge beam of light collided with the powerful fist, and the stardust overflowed, and the ripples radiated.After the beam of light was wiped out, the fist dissipated, but the arm was still there, and went straight into a nebula, swung it in a circle, and smashed more than a hundred star streamers. Wow, countless monsters sprayed blood from their mouths, and were backlashed by the formation, violent vitality hit , all the bodies died, the soul was shattered, the true spirit was damaged, and it was about to disperse, but was attracted by the Zhoutian stars who were connected by heart and blood, flew into the star core, and became a star soul.

Hetu Luoshu's spirituality was damaged, and Dijun was severely injured by this. His divine sense was also weakened for a while, and he was unable to control it. When he fell, he saw a blue light flashing by. Hetu Luoshu was stolen, and the escaping light was extremely fast. It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Di Jun was startled, gritted his teeth, looked at the huge body that had entered the sky and the extremely weak Tai Yi who was thousands of miles away, and laughed miserably. Amidst the wild laughter, the body of the Golden Crow, ten thousand feet in size, was golden and covered with flames, and the crow cried out. Jiuxiao rushed straight towards Pangu's body, and the flames exploded all over the sky, like a rain of fire, blasting away the Pangu's body that everyone had worked together to evolve.

Di Jun died, and at the same time Di Jiang, Xuan Ming, She Bi Shi, Xi Zi, and Tian Wu were depleted of essence and blood and were extremely weak. When Di Jun blew himself up in front of him, his body cracked and blood spurted out, and he fell immediately.

Under the pain of a strong conscience, he barely supported the Pangu body that was about to disintegrate. Looking at Fuxi and Xihe who were still harvesting the lives of the witch clan, a cold light flashed, and there was a burst of explosion, and he also blew himself up. Only Fuxi survived by chance, but Pangu's physical body became clear again because several ancestor witches blew themselves up and filled with essence and blood. Feeling Qiangliang's obsession and resentment before his death, Pangu slapped Fuxi's place with a palm, like falling from the sky, and the shadow Shrouded, under the cover of the giant palm, the earth trembled three times, a huge pit with a radius of thousands of miles was revealed, and countless monster races were turned into flesh.

And in the center, a shimmering shield rose up, and one of the white snakes was riding the clouds and swaying its body. It was Fuxi's soul.A ray of light fell from the 33rd sky, and turned into a landscape painting in front of everyone. Amidst the sound of gurgling water, a ray of brilliance swept across, and Fuxi's soul was taken away. Seeing that the landscape painting was about to fly away, he suddenly approached the film of 33rd sky A burst of multicolored arrows suddenly shot out, heading straight for Pangu's body, which was still stunned in mid-air. When the fireworks were scattered, Pangu's body shook for a while, and suddenly turned into a cloud of mist.One of the screams came, a flower of blood splashed, and Zhu Rong fell.

It turned out that it was Empress Nuwa who remotely controlled the map of Shanhesheji to rescue Fuxi's spirit. Before leaving, she struck Pangu's body and killed Zhu Rong by the way.

The few people rolling down in the cloud of smoke were the surviving Gonggong, Liaoshou, and Zhujiuyin, but they didn't expect a heat wave to rush in, and there was a loud noise amidst the deafening crazy laughter.

Liao Shou and Zhu Jiuyin could only see a golden crow crossing the sky, their wings folded together, wrapped around a giant clock with dim brilliance, and it crashed down.

Seeing that the two of them hadn't died yet, the Golden Crow let out a loud crow, turned into a ball of golden flames, and pounced down fiercely. After two screams, the place was scorched black, and the ground turned into magma, and after a while it became transparent. Glass.

After a burst of mournful mourning like a death knell, the Donghuang Bell flew three times around the place where Tai Yi fell, turned into a flash of light, and hid itself.At the same time, in the heavenly court, amidst the rumbling sound of the Demon Palace, a burst of golden flames exploded, and under contraction, it turned into a bean-sized flame, and finally slowly blurred and disappeared.

The Lich battlefield was in a mess, only the ancestor Wu Gong was still alive, his clothes were ragged, his face was unkempt, his previous arrogance was gone, only his eyes were filled with deep sadness.

Looking around, there are only a handful of monster generals left, and the rest are pawns; while the great witches of the witch clan died countless times, and there are only a few single seedlings.

Gonggong couldn't help but felt a burst of sadness in his heart for a moment, the brothers and sisters who had been with him for hundreds of millions of years left him one by one, and his enemy Dijun.Tai Yi blew himself up and died, and Zhu Rong, who loved to fight wars of words, also died.

He staggered to his feet, his eyes were empty, and he looked around in a daze. Suddenly, he looked at the towering Buzhou Mountain, which was full of holes, and tears fell. He murmured, "God, Father."

As if grasping the straw of hope, Gonggong slammed headlong into it, and with a click, the Tianzhu that stood on the flood for hundreds of millions of years broke, and the Tianhe River poured down, and the flood was a river...

(End of this chapter)