The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Qin Xuan's robe roared in the gust of wind, and a strand of long purple hair kept fluttering in his ears.

I saw Qin Xuan's eyes squinting slightly, and he opened a palm towards the hundreds of feet long flaming snake.

In the palm of his hand, a text constructed of Dao patterns is exuding a powerful breath of the law of reincarnation, manifesting a reincarnation portal burning with the flame of merit and virtue, turning "bang rumbling" (yes), turning The flaming long snake swallowed it directly.

Whether it was Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, or the other eleven ancestors, they all exclaimed in disbelief.

"It's just a living being transformed by a drop of Pangu's blood essence. The flesh body has no advantage over the chaotic gods and demons. The ability to understand the Tao is inherently insufficient, and even the laws cannot be controlled."

"This kind of Pangu is authentic, I don't know what capital you have to be proud of?"

Qin Xuan's face was cold, and he looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witch with contempt, and said to the Twelve Ancestral Witch.

The Twelve Ancestors immediately clenched their fists in anger, wishing to immediately suppress Qin Xuan at the foot of Buzhou Mountain to prove himself.

"Pangu is authentic? The Pangu that this emperor saw at the beginning was not just the incompetence of your twelve ancestors."

"If you want to fight, this emperor will accompany you, the twelve of you will go together.".

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The Ancestral Witch of Fire and the other eleven Ancestral Witches changed their expressions in an instant. They did not expect that Qin Xuan would actually say to let twelve of them shoot at the same time.

You must know that their twelve ancestral witches are all in the quasi-sage realm, and the twelve people are connected to the root, they are the creatures formed by the twelve drops of the original blood essence in Pangu's body, otherwise the twelve ancestral witches will not be Possibly proud to be the authentic Pangu.

Twelve quasi-sage realm ancestral witches joined forces to deal with Qin Xuan, which is simply an insult to the twelve ancestral witches.

"I'm not ashamed, even if it's just me, I can kill you!"

Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, was so arrogant, but Qin Xuan completely ignored him at this time. His body, which was already covered with fiery red scales, became even more red, and the frantic flames continued to show flowers in the heaven and earth. Fire lotus.

These fire lotus flowers floated around Qin Xuan's body, imprisoning all the heaven and earth around him. As long as Qin Xuan moved a little, Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, would urge the fire lotus flowers to burn Qin Xuan.

It's just that Zhu Rong is too confident that these flames that do not even have the law of the Great Dao can be extinguished by Qin Xuan with just a wave of his hand.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches originated from the only twelve drops of essence blood left in the body after Pangu opened up the Great Desolation. Although it has a strong enough background, but Pangu is not the one who controls 930 of the three thousand avenues after all. The Twelve Ancestral Witch's congenital insufficiency.

Their congenital insufficiency lies not in their physical strength, but in their control of the Great Dao.

"Twelve ancestral witches in a mere area, claiming to be the authentic sect of Pangu, but they can't even control the power of the law. Do you think that you are invincible in the world without psychic skills?"

Today, the twelve ancestor witches, relying on the physical strength and psychic skills of their own quasi-sage realm, think they are powerful, but in Qin Xuan's view, they are just a group of frogs at the bottom of the well.

The portal of perfect reincarnation burning with the flame of merit gradually manifested behind Qin Xuan's forehead, like the rising sun hanging on the top of the mountain, full of divine light.

The long purple hair behind Qin Xuan danced wildly in the raging wind. He was hanging between heaven and earth with his hands on his back. Facing the flaming lotus released by Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, Qin Xuan just shot the fairy light in his eyes. In a flash, all the flames were instantly suppressed in the void and disappeared without a trace.

Zhu Rong was so angry that he wanted to continue to meet him and re-proved that he could successfully suppress Qin Xuan, but Di Jiang and others among the twelve ancestor witches stopped him.

"Let's do it together."

The twelve ancestors have already felt that Qin Xuan is not only able to fight against Zhu Rong alone, and the only way now is that twelve people join forces to suppress Qin Xuan at the same time.

"This emperor will take a good look at Pangu today, how powerful you are as the authentic Pangu."

In Qin Xuan's deep eyes, there are countless years of fluorescent dotted rivers hanging behind Qin Xuan, and the reincarnation portal hanging like a rising sun on the top of Buzhou Mountain makes a roaring sound of "Boom Rumble" constantly spinning.

The perfect reincarnation portal burning with the flame of merit and virtue opened from it, and an avenue directly spread out from the reincarnation portal, extending directly to Qin Xuan's feet.Qin Xuan stepped on the Avenue of Samsara with his feet. Facing the twelve ancestral witches rushing towards him, Qin Xuan's face did not flinch at all.

The twelve ancestral witches in front of them all look like the three thousand chaotic gods and demons that were born out of chaos when the whole world was still chaotic.

Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood with a green body and a human head and a bird body, was the first to rush to the round of portals hanging on the top of the Buzhou Mountain. The blue light masterpieces have already blasted directly to the Wuque Samsara and Qin Xuaner. go.

The twelve ancestral witches each used their own psychic abilities, and even the Buzhou Mountain, which supported the entire prehistoric world, was shaken for a while, as if it was about to be overwhelmed and collapsed and broke. Between heaven and earth, facing Jumang's first attack, Qin Xuan just slowly stretched out a hand (caeg).

The light that turned into a big blue bird vibrated its huge wings and went straight to the portal of reincarnation, but Qin Xuan gently stretched out a hand to block it.

The eleven ancestral witches except Jumang glanced at each other, and then continued to attack Qin Xuan from all directions.

Space is collapsing, time is reversing, and twelve violent elements such as wind, fire, thunder, gold, wood, water, fire, and soil are constantly emerging between heaven and earth. , one by one looked at the drastic changes on the top of Buzhou Mountain in horror, and fled here one after another.

"The mere elements, not even the Dao Law, do you really think you can suppress the Emperor's Reincarnation Dao?"

The law of reincarnation formed a vortex on top of Qin Xuan's head, around his body and behind him, constantly resisting the elemental attacks motivated by the twelve ancestral witches.

Under the ultimate law of reincarnation, the elemental power urged by the Twelve Ancestors could not even shake the law of reincarnation in the slightest.

"retreat!"

Stretching out a finger, Qin Xuan stabbed directly towards Jumang in front of him.

The wooden element formed a shield in front of Jumang, but under the bombardment of Qin Xuan's one finger fairy light, it was bombarded into powder without even the slightest effect, and directly hit Jumang's body , pierced a small hole in Jumang's shoulder.

If it wasn't for Qin Xuan's deliberate suppression of his ability, I'm afraid that one finger would have knocked off Jumang's entire shoulder.

The body of the quasi-sage realm is still just a piece of paper in Qin Xuan's eyes.

The twelve ancestral witches, one of them was defeated in Qin Xuan's hands just after a face-to-face meeting, and the other eleven ancestral witches who were of the same spirit immediately became angry, especially the two ancestral witches who controlled Thunder and Fire. The frantic elements of lightning and flames formed a sea of ​​lightning and flames between heaven and earth, engulfing Qin Xuan in it.

"It's just a master of martial arts, we are the authentic Pangu, this is the end of you slandering us!"

Qiangliang and Zhu Rong, who were in control of the thunder element and the flame element, looked at each other in dismay, then raised their heads and laughed loudly. They seemed to have foreseen that Qin Xuan would never be able to retreat in that situation.

However, from the thunder and lightning rolling and the flames burning in the ocean, a slight laughter entered the ears of the twelve ancestors.

"Not good! Qiangliang wishes Rong to get out of there soon!"

Ancestor Wudi Jiang, who is very sensitive to space, changed his face greatly, and shouted directly at Qiangliang and Zhu Rong who were above the sea of ​​thunder and fire. .

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