Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"We can't delay any longer!" Di Jiang looked at the two witch ancestors who were retreating step by step on the battlefield between Nuwa and Fuxi, and his mind moved. A message was directly transmitted to all the witch ancestors.

"Go!"

The witch of gold, Rushou, shouted in a low voice, and together with the witch of thunder, Qiangliang, directly left Nuwa and turned around to leave.

The witch's real body, which was hundreds of thousands of feet long, ran wildly on the prehistoric land, shaking the earth and mountains, and its speed was not slower than those flying sacred things.

"Don't run, die!"

Nuwa's eyes were still full of murderous intent at this time, and the two evil spirits of good and evil entered her body, and she chased after them without hesitation.

The red ball in her hand kept hitting the two witch ancestors, trying to stop the two witches' steps.

After all, the combined attack ability of the twelve witch ancestors was famous in the prehistoric land. If the twelve witch ancestors gathered together.

Even if four of the six quasi-saints of their demon clan had killed the two corpses, it was impossible to kill any of the twelve witch ancestors when they gathered together.

But when it comes to attacking and fighting, the twelve ancestor witches who have not yet completely integrated the Great Dao into their ancestor witch real bodies may be slightly inferior to these corpse-slaying quasi-saints.

Just talking about physique.

Rushou and Qiangliang even directly relied on their ancestor witch real bodies to run wildly against Nuwa's red hydrangea, showing their strong bodies.

Nuwa kept throwing red hydrangeas, leaving scars on the two ancestor witches, but they were quickly healed by the self-healing ability of their ancestor witch bodies.

From a distance, Nuwa suddenly saw a brilliant sun appearing in the distant sky.

And the ancestor witch real bodies of Dijiang, Houtu and Xuanming, which were tens of thousands of feet tall, standing on the earth.

Not far away, Fuxi was chasing the two giants, the ancestor witch of wood, Jumang, and the ancestor witch of lightning, Xizi.

Kunpeng was chasing the ancestor witch of wind, Tianwu, and the ancestor witch of poison, Shebishi.

Xihe was chasing Gonggong, the ancestor of water, while Donghuang Taiyi was chasing Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time, and Zhurong, the ancestor of fire.

Unconsciously, twelve ancestor witches hundreds of thousands of feet tall had gathered together, standing between heaven and earth, with twelve different great ways flowing around the twelve ancestor witches, extremely magical.

Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng, and the six quasi-saints of the Xihe demon clan all looked ugly, looking at the twelve ancestor witches with murderous intent.

"Kill!"

Emperor Jun gritted his teeth, roared, and attacked with all his strength without hesitation. The law of the sun appeared above his head, and countless suns smashed towards the twelve ancestor witches one after another.

The Chaos Bell in Donghuang Taiyi's hand was knocked frantically. The ringing of the Chaos Bell was not a sound, but a great way, a law. The endless power shattered the void and struck the ancestor witches below.

Fuxi, Nuwa, Kunpeng, and Xihe also used their own methods, activated their spiritual treasures, and used their magical powers to attack the twelve ancestor witches.

But around the twelve ancestor witches, space cracks, time rotation, evergreen sacred trees, and the boundless sea... one after another of the strange phenomena corresponding to the twelve ancestor witches appeared, crisscrossing.

Constructing an extremely complex domain, it actually withstood the full-strength attack of the six quasi-saints.

"Haha, brothers, set up the twelve capitals of gods and demons!"

Di Jiang laughed loudly, took a step forward, and stood directly in front of the ancestor witches. The other ancestor witches also lined up behind them.

"Roar!!!"

The twelve ancestor witches roared in unison, and the blood of the ancestor witches' true bodies rolled, and the majestic black and red evil spirits rolled out, forming twelve evil spirits that covered the sky and the sun.

"Innate evil spirit!"

Di Jun's face suddenly changed, and his figure instantly turned into a rainbow light and retreated violently.

The five great men, Fuxi, Nuwa, Taiyi, Kunpeng, and Xihe, did the same, retreating one after another to avoid the black and red evil spirits gushing out from the bodies of the twelve ancestor witches.

Evil spirits, if only a little bit of it is touched, will mess up their minds, ruin their hearts, and destroy their cultivation. This kind of thing is absolutely a flood and beast that immortals and gods cannot avoid.

As for the innate evil spirit, even if it is touched by the Golden Immortal, it will take thousands of years of hard practice to get rid of it.

And such a thick and pure innate evil spirit, even a quasi-saint would never want to be easily touched.

At this time, in the diffuse innate evil spirit, the figures of the twelve ancestor witches have gradually become blurred, and only the corresponding laws of the great way are constantly surging.

The black and red evil spirit that covered the sky and the sun and filled the primeval world slowly shrank and shaped, condensing into an extremely majestic and blurred giant.

"Is it Pangu Father God?"

"Impossible, how could it be Pangu Father God."

"Fake, absolutely fake!"

In the prehistoric world, all the powerful people who were watching the battlefield here showed disbelief.

On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones stood up in shock and said it was impossible.

As the Three Pure Ones transformed by Pangu's original spirit, the first moment they saw Pangu's figure in the distance.

Their first reaction in their minds was whether Pangu had left any tricks in the Wu clan.Prepare to revive.

Then wouldn't they be Pangu Sanqing...

Opposite the great giant formed by the black and red evil spirit, Di Jun's face was extremely pale and his eyes were unbelievable.

"Pangu——"

Di Jun whispered the name of the great giant in front of him.

On the side, Taiyi and others also looked very ugly.

Even though the figure formed by the black and red evil spirit in the distance was very blurry, no one would recognize it.

In the prehistoric world, every Daluo Jinxian had faced Pangu's divine power at the source of the prehistoric world when he became a Taoist, so it was impossible for him not to recognize this figure.

"No... It can't be Pangu." Taiyi gritted his teeth and said.

"This is just a trick of the twelve witch ancestors. Pangu, the great god, has boundless love and has transformed himself into all the spirits of the prehistoric world. If it is really Pangu, how can he watch the witch clan slaughter the prehistoric world?"

As he said this, Taiyi's whole body of magic power surged, and he used all his strength to drive the avenue and slammed into the chaos in his hand.

"Boom!"

A bell rang with unparalleled domineering power, and the whole world stopped at this moment. Unfathomable power erupted from the Chaos Bell in Taiyi's hand.

In the distance, the surging black and red evil spirit suddenly stagnated.

But Taiyi had no time to rejoice. The next moment, a trace of vast will was summoned from the dark and directly thrown into the black and red evil spirit that had not yet condensed.

"Zha!"

A voice that seemed to contain the will of the creation of the world roared from the mouth of 'Pangu', and an extremely ancient and vast breath came from the body of 'Pangu'.

With his feet on the ground and the stars above his head, his majestic figure stood between heaven and earth, as if the majestic breath from the ancient times shook the entire prehistoric world, like a god or a demon.

It also made the six quasi-saints of the demon clan, Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, Kunpeng and Xihe, who were closest to him, look at the giant in front of them in despair.

What is the meaning of beheading one corpse of a quasi-saint, beheading two corpses of a quasi-saint, in front of this majestic giant.

"How is this possible..."

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the 'Pangu' in front of him with a pale face, and wanted to resist, but the hand holding the Chaos Bell could not move at all.

He couldn't believe it in his heart. He had faced Pangu in the Daluo period. That was the real Pangu God who created the world.

He was not so scared at that time.

"Zha!"

The huge Pangu figure roared, and two violent rainbow lights shot out of his eyes. The fist that seemed like an ancient star clenched tightly.

The space shattered in his palm, and ripples appeared in the surrounding void. Then the huge fist smashed directly at the six quasi-saints of the demon clan in front.

This punch contained infinite power and carried the will to destroy everything.

Wherever the fist passed, all visible and invisible things were destroyed, and the surrounding void was already densely covered with cracks.

Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, Kunpeng and Xihe could only look at the fist that was like an ancient star falling from the sky with pale faces.

They wanted to struggle and resist, but their magic power seemed to be stagnant. They couldn't even activate the magic treasure to block in front of them. They could only look at the fist that was getting closer and closer in despair and helplessness.