Get ready to fight to the death.

Here Liu Er looked at Hou Yi's desperate fight, with a flash of admiration in his eyes, and said,

"It's a pity, this witch clan is a bit bloody!"

Qingyun shook his head and did not speak, he knew that Hou Yi would not just die like this.

Sure enough, only after hearing a loud roar, the space in front of the Chaos Bell was turbulent, a sturdy arm stretched out from it, and the fist wrapped in suffocation hit the Chaos Bell fiercely.

"Om~"

Chaos Bell was repelled by Qingming all his life, and then there was a wave in the space, and Emperor Jiang Po, the head of the twelve ancestor witches

Come empty.

"There is no one who deceives me in the Wu clan!"

"Boom!"

The ground shook for a while, and the other 10 Ancestral Witches, including the new Ancestral Witch Chiyou, turned into their true ancestors and came out of the sky one after another, with a huge aura that suppressed hundreds of thousands of miles around.

At this time, a huge demon cloud floated up from the sky, and the thunderous drumbeat sounded from above.

When he came to the side, the demon cloud melted away, and the boundless demon soldiers of the demon clan occupied the entire horizon. One could not see the edge at a glance. A man in a golden crow robe at the front had a majestic expression and hatred in his eyes as he looked at the witch clan below.

The battlefield was eerily quiet, and the two Lich tribes watched the boundless anger in each other's hearts with gloomy expressions.

They knew that this time they had been tricked. Although the two of them had planned to die once the three thousand years had passed, it was under their own volition, not as if they were being forced.

"What do you say, Di Jun?"

Di Jiang's face was gloomy, looking at Di Jun in front of him.

"You and I both want to dominate the prehistoric battle is inevitable, there is nothing to say, war!"

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

. . . . . . .

A roar of high fighting intent resounded above the positions of both sides, echoing between the sky.

In an instant, the clansmen on both sides moved, like two waves rushing towards each other, shouting and killing, screaming incessantly, broken arms flying across, blood flowing like a river.

"Roar!"

With a roar resounding through the sky, a giant standing upright appeared, holding a giant axe and screaming in the sky.

Twelve ancestral witches set up a great array of gods and gods in the twelve capitals, and summoned the real body of Pangu.

Feeling this stock is not much worse than a saint

The coercion of the people in Honghuang suddenly shrank their pupils. Although it was not the first time to see the real body of Pangu, it was still shocking every time.

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Chapter [-] The embarrassment of quasi-mentioned [asking for flower tickets] one more

The demon clan did not show weakness here, Di Jun ordered the next star to fly out, and the generals of the demon clan held the star banner to set up the next week's star battle.

The entire prehistoric world seemed to be in the primeval star field, and the stars flickered across the rays of death.

The instant battle between the two sides has entered a fiery stage, and Pangu's movements are simple and direct with the axe in hand, and it seems to be full of endless mysteries, the avenue is simple.

One after another, the ancient stars smashed towards the real body of Pangu across the arc of the mysterious arc, and countless stars shattered in the flash of the axe.

At this time, Qingyun's eyes looked at each other and there was only one demon clan left.

Prince, if correct, this is Daoist Lu Ya, who will shine in the Conferred God in the future. With a flying saber, he made a name for himself in the Conferred God Battle.

What he was thinking at this moment was whether to kill the last Prince of the Golden Crow as well, anyway, the two lich clans won't be able to jump for a long time, and he also saw that Di Juntai and the others were very unhappy.

At this time, it is not only Qingyun who is making this idea. The talent of the Jinwu family is unquestionable.

At this time, Daoist Zhunti, who was hiding in the void and provoked this battle with one hand, looked at the trembling Golden Crow huddled to the side.

The little prince, a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

"It would be a pity if such a talented person could not enter the West!"

I saw a crack appear in the void, and a branch shining with colorful rays of light stretched out from it and brushed towards the little prince of the Golden Crow.

Qingyun, who was staring at the little prince of the Golden Crow, spotted this colorful branch immediately, and immediately knew who shot it, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

He hesitated just now whether to take action or not, not because of anything else but because he didn't think that with the wisdom of Huang Taiyi and others, when he knew that someone was plotting against their two clans, they would put their only descendants in the

One side was unguarded.

Sure enough, at the moment when the colorful branches appeared, the Zhou Tianxingdou Great Array in the sky and the real body of Pangu on the ground attacked in that direction.

Hundreds of immemorial stars made ripples in the air covering thousands of miles.

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