After countless years of struggle, my disciple turned the prehistoric world into a top world

Endless stars gathered, turning into a star demon god.

The body of this demon god is full of stars, but it is composed of hundreds of millions of stars.

Standing tall and tens of millions of meters tall, looking down on all living beings.

"What is that? Why have you never seen it?"

"Didn't the star formation only have star diagrams before? Why did a star demon appear this time?"

"Don't talk, the final battle is coming."

hiss!hiss!hiss!

A sense of crisis slowly emerged, making one's heart palpitate.

Even if separated by hundreds of millions of miles, that coercion cannot be isolated.

This mysterious power actually appeared in the prehistoric world.

It is simply subverting the three views of people.

"Humph!"

The Pan Gu transformed by the Twelve Patriarchal Witches was extremely dynamic, just like a real existence.

When he saw the Star Demon God, there seemed to be a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"scold!"

The Pan Gu ax was condensed in his hand.

It's just that this giant ax is extremely clear, just like a real Pangu axe.

Pangu held his ax to the sky, broke through the earth's wind, water and fire, and condensed the heaven and earth's mystery.

With this stabbing, it seemed that even the whole world was unstable.

Fragmented space keeps falling into the mortal world.

The way of strength can be called respect.

He sacrificed his life in exchange for an attack.

A real attack by Pan Gu.

After this blow, the game will be decided.

It's just that no matter the outcome, the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan must die. .

Chapter 225

What joy in life, what fear in death?

The world is hell, and among the boundless sentient beings, who can escape?

The blue smoke is misty and all things are reincarnated, and the world is chaotic and ordinary.

If you fight to the death, you will never return.

From time to time, the heaven and the earth are all working together, and chaos has broken out in the world.

When Pangu, the incarnation of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, raised his sky-opening axe high, and when the Star Dou Formation controlled by Emperor Jun burst out with immeasurable divine light, what would happen?

Full of expectations.

No matter what race it is, no matter what cultivation it is, they can't figure it out, they can only look forward to it.

"Fellow Daoist, who do you think will win? Witch Clan? Monster Clan?"

"I don't know, anyway, I've seen it here, and I'll know it at the end."

"Having said that, you might—could take a guess."

"Guess what, wouldn't it be better to let it develop naturally, otherwise, wouldn't you lose the beauty of this process?"

Some people are happy and some are worried, some are excited and some are sad.

This battle has been fought for too long, so long that the whole world is blood red, so long that they have gradually become familiar with the smell of blood.

So looking forward to the end of this war.

With the decisive Pangu Pangu ax in his hand, the billowing aura directly shattered the void.

The giant ax has mysterious talisman seals and Dao divine inscriptions circulating on the body of the axe, which is much stronger than the Star Dou Formation that dealt with the monster race at the beginning.

At least the Dao Divine Inscription on the phantom of the Sky-Opening Ax that was condensed at the beginning was not fleeting.

It's that the current flow is on the ax body, but it doesn't dissipate.

Its power is to shatter the void between movement and stillness.

A coercion unparalleled in the world appeared, and the will surpassed the saint and everything.

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Many people held their breath and watched this scene quietly.

Whether it was anger or fanatical worship, at this moment, everyone remained silent.

"The world is not benevolent, and treats all things as straw dogs; the saint is not benevolent, and treats the people as straw dogs?"

"Cultivator is indifferent and ruthless, powerful and insensitive, conspiracy, ambition, killing, destruction, once calamity is born, it will still be the mortal beings, this prehistoric land!"

Some people sigh in vain.

With a sigh, it spread throughout the billions of time and space derived from the flood, and in the endless river of time.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Pangu finally swung that axe.

With one blow of the axe, the void was shattered, and the heavens wailed.

The two long rivers of time and fate were directly cut off, resulting in rebellion.

The ax light comes from the chaos, passes through the long river of time, cuts into time and space and reappears in reality.

The long river of time is whining, and the fate of karma is whining.

"bring it on!"

Di Jun looked like a madman.

Manipulating the big formation to kill the past.

As long as this blow is broken, they will win.

"Crack!"

Just as soon as they collided, the sky was torn apart, and the rules of heaven collapsed.

There were continuous breaking sounds, and the arm of the Star Demon God was shattering.

From the arms to the whole body, there seems to be no hesitation.

A supreme demon god turned out to be just a flash of youth.

Pangu's blow was so terrifying! ! !

After this blow, Pan Gu's body turned from solid to void, and there was a faint possibility of disappearing.

The sky trembled and thunder exploded.

A vast coercion is like the wrath of the sky, wanting to destroy the world, but it comes and goes quickly.

This coercion seemed to be saying goodbye.

Everyone was touched.

After all, this ancient and desolate breath permeated the air, symbolizing the awakening and disappearance of a vast will.

Across time and space, across the ages.

It seems from the beginning of the day until now.

"not good!"

Di Jun's pupils were constricting, as if he saw something terrible.

He still underestimated the ax after all.

Even if he has been sanctified, even if he is manipulating the formation.

But so what?

In front of that man, everything is false.

It's like in front of unreasonable girls, most men can only bow their heads silently.

The heart is sour, and people who understand it will naturally understand it.

"Stop!"

"Just block it, and our monster race will win!"

A gleam burst out in Di Jun's eyes, because he had already seen that Pan Gu's figure was slowly becoming unreal, as if he was about to disappear at any moment.

That blow gathered the power of the twelve ancestral witches who sacrificed their lives. Although it was powerful, it was only one blow.

After one blow, the Twelve Ancestral Witches must die.

They just have to get through it and win.

Di Jun's words greatly boosted the morale of countless monster clans.

"Yeah, so what if it's Pangu? The current era is the era of our monster race."

"For the future of the demon clan, this demon god must persevere."

"At the last moment, you must not give up."

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Countless monster races are shouting, roaring, and ferocious...

At this moment, they look like evil spirits, like the most yin and evil in the world.

The ax light shattered the Star Demon God, but was blocked by the star map.

"Block it, stop it."

Someone was pleasantly surprised.

This star map is the foundation of Zhou Tian's star battle formation.

Corresponding to the stars in the sky, if the star chart is not broken, the power of the stars can be drawn endlessly.

But now, an accident happened.

In just a second, the star map was actually shattering.

One.

Hundreds.

ten thousand.

Tens of thousands of stars were directly shattered, and the power of the receiving stars gradually dimmed.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

0 ......................

"Pfft!"

The Yaozu who presided over the formation collectively vomited blood.

Dijun and Taiyi are no exception.

But after vomiting blood, there was endless death.