Great Antiquity: Anger at the Beginning

Under such power, Lin Tian............ felt that he underestimated this Fuxi.

"wrong......"

Lin Tian frowned suddenly.

He sensed the surrounding Dao Yun again, but found that it didn't seem like a pattern that could be laid out by a quasi-sage alone.

Faintly, he had a clear understanding in his heart, and understood what was going on.

If he slowly comprehends this gossip pattern, I am afraid that even for thousands of years, he will not be able to break through the formation.

Although in this, I may be able to comprehend some of the evolution of gossip.

However, this is not the time to do this.

Be mindful.

Whoosh! The celestial ruler of Hongmeng was held tightly in Lin Tian's hand.

His eyes were like torches, looking forward.

"Open the sky nine feet! Destroy everything!"

With a light drink, Lin Tian's mind gathered, and the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler smashed out! Boom! The breath is like a rainbow, and the sky is pierced by the sky! Under one foot of the measuring Heaven Ruler, the surrounding gossip stars were slightly disordered. .

After splitting the nine feet that opened the sky before.

Lin Tian has reached a whole new realm for the law of power, the realm of the Nine Forms of Kaitian.

Therefore, even with the first strike, he can exert such power.

"not enough!"

Lin Tian pondered silently.

There are sage methods on it, and it is definitely not so easy to break.

He understood that even if he used the power against the sky to split the ninth foot out of the sky again, he probably wouldn't be able to break it so easily.

Not to mention the self at this time, without the blessing of Pangu's real body.

Immediately, Lin Tian sat down directly in the space of the Eight Trigrams Diagram.

There was something in his hand, it was Huang Zhongli who he still had not consumed.

Afterwards, the endless dense spiritual energy was absorbed into his body by him.

Jiuzhuan Xuangong and Wuji Chaos Sutra both began to operate slightly, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

"Let me follow your gossip diagram and break through the realm!"

Lin Tian, ​​he wanted to forcibly break through the Quasi-Saint Realm on the spot, and only then could he break out of this gossip chart! Outside the gossip chart.

Di Jun couldn't stop smiling, "Brother Fuxi, this time.... Thanks to your great deeds, when I become the Emperor of Heaven in the future, I will definitely worship you as the Emperor!"

He assured Fuxi in a sonorous tone.

Although his heavenly court respected Fuxi because of the saint Nuwa, he never gave Fuxi an orthodox position that was too lofty.

This time, Fuxi's arrival can be said to have directly helped him a huge favor.

In the future, he will become the emperor of heaven and make Fuxi emperor. This is what he should do.

Monarch, this is a position in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, whose status can be directly comparable to that of the Heavenly Emperor. Although he does not have the ability to command the Quartet like the Heavenly Emperor, his respect is unique.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love, this is what Fuxi should do!"

Fuxi bowed slightly, and felt joy in his heart.

If his demon clan wins this battle, he will become the orthodox overlord of this prehistoric wasteland, and he will rule the world. At that time, Fuxi's position in this world will also be extremely noble! It's just.

While he was overjoyed, he suddenly realized in his heart that there was something slightly wrong in this gossip pattern...

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However, he soon turned his attention to the Wu clan's side.

This is the sage method of his sister Nuwa. No matter how strong Lin Tian is, he can't possibly cope with the sage's method. Fuxi manipulated the Eight Trigrams to align with Di Jun's Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, to the Zu Wu's Pan Gu. Really attack.

"Master Fuxi!!"

When the trillions of monsters saw Fuxi displaying such a heaven-defying method, they immediately shouted loudly.

"Hahaha! Kill!"

Di Jun was in a good mood at this time and laughed loudly: "Now, without the help of Lin Tian's child, I see how you can defeat my demon clan!"

As soon as the words fell, Di Jun couldn't wait to urge Zhou Tianxingdou to launch an attack.

For a while, the fire broke out again.

Boom! Boom! Under the combined attack of Fuxi's innate power of gossip and Zhou Tianxingdou.

The Wu clan's side gradually appeared to be defeated again.

Under the suppression of these two powerful auras, the gigantic figure of Pangu's real body actually showed slight cracks.

Wow! Above the sky, countless witches began to fall under the influence of the attack.

As more and more witches were killed in battle, their faces showed sadness.

Today, the human emperor Lin Tian, ​​who has high hopes by everyone, was trapped in the gossip array by the demon clan Fuxi.

And the real body of the god father summoned by their ancestors was also cracked under the attack of both sides.

Now, in this war, is there still hope for the Wu people? Even the Wu people who are not afraid of life and death and are born to fight, at this moment, their hearts are also shaken.

Boom! The blood of countless witches is spread in the sky.

Let the whole world of Wu clan be filled with a sense of sadness.

As Pangu's real body shattered more and more, this emotion continued to spread.

"My witch clan, are you going to die!"

Many shamans looked up to the sky and shouted when they looked at the comrades who were dying mournfully.

Empress Pingxin was trapped in the underworld and could not come out. Under the means of the saints, what should they do? Kacha! In front, the mouths of several ancestor witches spit out blood again.

They are the core of the great formation of the gods and gods. They are united with the god father Pangu. Under the real injury of the god father, they have already burned their blood and essence.

At this time, it became even more weak.

Looking at the ancestral witches who were constantly injured, countless witches felt even more desperate and sad.

"Miss Pingxin... Still can't come out?"

They looked in the direction of the underworld.

If Empress Pingxin can't break through the defenses of the Taoist ancestors, their witch clan may really be finished.

Unexpectedly, their witch clan would be defeated by the demon clan.

The demon clan side, at this time, under the advantage of the two parties' means, is a jubilant scene.

On the other hand, on the side of the Wu clan, it was a bleak scene.

Boom! Underworld, Pingxin naturally felt the emotions of the countless witches.

When she saw the power on the gossip array, how could she not understand what was going on.

Pingxin shouted angrily to the Taoist ancestor in front of him.

How could she not know that the gossip array that Fuxi brought was done by Nuwa's sage.

Otherwise, how could she exert such power and therefore, this made her very angry.

Hongjun trapped her in the underworld, not letting her help the Wu clan, and participating in the gods and gods is nothing more than that.

Now the sage Nuwa of the demon tribe is using sage methods on this battlefield, but Hongjun ignores it.

"Be calm, you and I are different from them after all."

Facing Pingxin's anger, Hongjun still chose not to let her out.

He deeply knew that if Ping Xin was allowed to go out, it would have a great impact on the general situation of the world.

"All beings in the underworld, listen to my orders!"

"Condensing the power of reincarnation!"

Seeing the beings of the Wu clan that are about to be destroyed, Ping Xin's eyes are red, and no longer... can't care about anything else.

Boom!! The power of reincarnation that can destroy the sky and the earth, attacked Hongjun, and even slightly suppressed the power of Hongjun's good fortune jade plate.

At this moment.

Whoosh! A figure suddenly shot out from the underworld, turning into a streamer and heading towards the battlefield of the Wu clan.

It's Houtu! Hongjun's eyes were slightly startled, but he was calm: when he was fighting against him, he condensed his Houtu spirit and let him rush out of the underworld while taking advantage of this tiny gap.

Hongjun wanted to stop him, but then he put down his palm.

......In the Lich battlefield, the witch clan is still struggling to resist.

A beautiful shadow flew over from outside the battlefield, like a streamer of light.

Om! This figure instantly merged into the great formation of the gods and gods.

Boom! I saw Pangu's real body solidified again in an instant, and his power also became: extremely powerful.

"what happened!!"

Everyone on the battlefield looked at the Du Tianshensha Great Array.

Only then did they discover that there was another figure in the big formation.

And that figure is exactly - Empress Pingxin! All beings are shocked! Could it be that Empress Pingxin came out because the witch clan directly added a saint to help! In this way, wouldn't the demon clan be defeated without a doubt, "Houtu!" "

"The ancestor witch is here!"

Thousands of trillions of witches looked at the coming figure with endless excitement on their faces! They knew that their ancestors of Houtu had returned! They were saved! "Sister Houtu!"

The other eleven ancestral witches also looked overjoyed.

They did not expect that at the last moment, Pingxin broke through the defense line of Daozu Hongjun.

Moreover, they can clearly perceive that this breath is not flat, but Houtu! "How is it possible!"