Honghuang: The ancestor of humanity, married Nuwa at the beginning

It was the ax again.

The evil corpse was definitely killed by Ling Tian and Human Dao Will. After all, this was one of the three corpses beheaded by Patriarch Hongjun, and he had a part of his origin.

When the evil corpse is beheaded, the deity will also be injured to a certain extent.

Mind damaged!

On the contrary, Patriarch Hongjun lost his mind for a moment, that is, this moment.

Di Jiang and the other twelve witch ancestors immediately seized this opportunity.

Accompanied by this ground-breaking ax slashing over, by the time Ancestor Hongjun came back to his senses, it was already an instant late.

"damn it!"

"Twelve witches, how dare you?"

"break!"

Under the blow of Kaitian, the three thousand time and space were shattered, and all the laws were also shattered, and the saint domain of Patriarch Hongjun was instantly split.

The sharp ax light landed on Hongjun Patriarch's sage figure.

Just look!

The sage's dharma form was shattered and turned into countless fragments, and was involved in the sharp edge of the blow that opened up the world, and slashed towards the sage, the ancestor of Hongjun.

"Damn! Damn it!"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witch!"

"Yang Mei, you bastards, you should all be damned!"

"Creating a Jade Butterfly!"

"Repression!"

Seeing that the light of the ax was about to fall on his body, Patriarch Hongjun quickly sacrificed the Jade Butterfly of Good Fortune, releasing the light of the Three Thousand Dao Laws to protect his body.

"hey-hey!"

At this time, Ling Tian, ​​who was deep in the North Sea, showed a playful smile.

Staring in the direction of Zixiao Palace, he said, "If this ax misses your true self, wouldn't it be a bit of a loss, and it would be a waste of my calculations."

"The Gate of Eternal Life!"

Ling Tian glanced at the Gate of Eternal Life above his head, and said, "You have been promoted to Chaos Spirit Treasure now, you need to work harder!"

"The power of destiny!"

"Great fate, the sword of fate!"

"cut!"

At this moment, Ling Tian pushed the door of eternal life with all his strength, inspired the power of the avenue of destiny, and condensed it into an invisible long sword.

Towards the direction where the ancestor Hongjun was, he slashed over.

This blow!

Just like temporarily cutting off the connection between Donghuang Taiyi and Donghuang Bell before, Ling Tian wants to try to cut off the connection between Hongjun Patriarch and Creation Jade Butterfly.

If it weren't for the gate of eternal life, it had been promoted to become a chaotic treasure.

Otherwise, Ling Tian would not dare to try.

At the same time, the sky above Zixiao Palace.

Di Jiang shouted loudly, "Creation Jade Butterfly, I know that you have spirituality, you are the companion treasure of our Pangu Father God, and you should have stood by our Wu Clan's side."

"At this moment, why do you want to help Hongjun, an old thief, to deal with us?"

"You do this, are you worthy of our Father God?"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing Dijiang's words, Patriarch Hongjun sneered, his face full of disdain, the Good Fortune Jade Butterfly had already been refined by him, and became his treasure completely.

How could he listen to Di Jiang's words!He was simply overthinking.

"Ok?"

"This...this is!"

At this very moment, Patriarch Hongjun discovered in horror that the relationship between him and Good Fortune Jade Die seemed to be disconnected.

How is this possible!

"not good!"

"cut!"

At this very moment, the blow from the Twelve Ancestor Witches struck.

With the shattering of time and space around Patriarch Hongjun, the world was split into two, and the edge of the sky-opening strike fell heavily on Patriarch Hongjun.

"what!"

With a scream, a huge wound appeared on Patriarch Hongjun's saintly body, almost splitting his chest in two.

The golden saint's blood fell drop by drop into the void.

injured!

Patriarch Hongjun hit the axe, causing the saint's body to be seriously injured.

If it is an ordinary injury, even if the body of a saint is broken, Patriarch Hongjun can restore it to its original state in a single thought.

But at this moment, the ax light on his chest.

But it can't heal for a long time.

Moreover, the sharp edge remaining on the wound continued to destroy Patriarch Hongjun's saintly body, as if he would not give up until his body was completely broken.

"what!"

"Twelve Ancestral Witches, you should die!"

"Things like ants dare to hurt me."

"Damn you, all of you!" Ancestor Hongjun's face was ferocious, and he stared fiercely at Pan Gu Faxiang in front of him, with endless killing intent bursting out of his eyes.

Since his debut, he has never suffered such a serious injury.

Even in the most dangerous battle with Luo Hu that year, he was only slightly injured, but now he was hacked like this by the Twelve Witch Ancestors.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Ancestor Hongjun let out a roar, with a hint of madness in his expression.

"it is good!"

Di Jiang shouted loudly, "Brothers, you've done a good job, old thief Hongjun, you are so partial to the two little thieves, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi."

"Now you know how powerful our witch clan is! I can't kill you."

"Humph! Humph!"

"Dead! Die! Die!"

Ancestor Hongjun said three death words in a row, and said with a ferocious face, "Twelve Ancestral Witches, I will definitely tear you into pieces, damn it!"

"Brothers, the wind is blowing!"

"Zixiao Palace has been demolished by us, and Patriarch Hongjun has also been hit with an axe."

"Today's goal has been completed, withdraw!"

"Chaos God Thunder, die!"

Patriarch Hongjun yelled angrily, and in spite of everything, released a devastating attack on the twelve ancestors of witches, really intending to destroy the twelve ancestors of witches.

However, in the next instant.

When Patriarch Hongjun's attack was about to fall on Patriarch Twelve Wu.

Suddenly, the space distorted for a while, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches manipulated Pan Gu's Dharma Form, and just disappeared in front of Ancestor Hongjun.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the Chaos God Thunder exploded, blasting a piece of air.

Exploded a lonely ah!

"what!"

Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches disappearing in front of his eyes, Ancestor Hongjun was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help shouting out loudly, the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, that was aggrieved!

He wants to catch up desperately and kill the Twelve Witch Ancestors.

But found!

They have already returned to Buzhou Mountain, damn it!Patriarch Hongjun's heart suddenly stopped.

"not good!"

Before he could recover, his expression changed again, and he shouted, "Yang Mei, you bastard, you want to steal my primordial purple energy again."

Chapter 176

"Damn it, Yang Mei, you damn thing, you are too deceitful!"

"You snatched Hongyun's majestic purple energy before, and I admit it."

"Now you're here again to snatch my Primordial Purple Qi, damn it! It's still the Primordial Purple Qi that exploded from killing my evil corpse." Ancestor Hongjun shouted extremely angrily

Immortal Yang Mei's behavior was like whipping the corpse of his ancestor Hongjun.

Simply too much!

At first, Hongjun Patriarch hadn't thought of this.

Originally, after the evil corpse was beheaded, this strand of primordial purple energy should automatically come back to him, every strand of primordial purple energy contained a means for him to stay.

If there is any accident in the middle, such as Zhunti, when guiding them to preach, there is something wrong, the preaching fails, or they are killed.

Then this majestic purple energy will automatically return to his hands.