Chapter 203 You are looking for death!
“Come again! Kill!!”
Di Jun immediately drove the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation again, gathering all the strength of the formation people to kill the Twelve Ancestral Witches .
This attack was more than a hundred times stronger than the previous one?
It made Dijiang and the others feel a strong sense of danger.
The twelve ancestral witches looked at each other, and the next moment, they activated their blood vessels and formations with all their strength.
"The true form of God the Father!!! Get up!!"
The next moment, the light of the Twelve Capital Gods' Formation skyrocketed, and then, a million-foot-tall giant loomed into the sky. Shadows formed directly above them. "Weng!!!" Come.
This moment reminded them of the coercion exposed when Hongjun and Nuwa became saints.
Even worse.
“This is... Pangu’s true body? This kind of aura is comparable to that of a saint, right?”
“So strong! The Witch Clan actually has such a method!”
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Many people looked shocked.
Not to mention them, even Sanqing, Hongjun, and Nuwa were stunned when they saw the phantom of Pangu's true body holding up the sky.
"Impossible! The Wu Clan can actually summon the projection of Pangu's true body? How is this possible? Tiandao, what is going on?"
Hongjun asked with a look of disbelief. .
Tiandao: "It's normal! The Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves were born from the essence and blood of Pangu. Relying on that formation, they gathered and inspired the power of their bloodline to condense the projection of Pangu's true body and Not surprising! However, I didn’t expect to be able to perform as close to a saint as possible The power, this is really powerful!"
Hongjun said with a slightly dark face: "No! We can't continue like this. If this happens, the Monster Clan will probably be defeated directly, and the Witch Clan probably won't even be able to get hurt. This is not what I expected!”
The next moment, Hongjun disappeared directly into Zixiao Palace.
“The Witch Clan can actually summon the projection of Pangu’s true body? Moreover, this kind of momentum is almost comparable to that of a saint, right? How is this possible?”
Yuan’s eyes widened with a look on his face. I couldn't believe it.
“We are the Pangu Orthodox Sect. If you want to summon us, it should be us, right? Why is it the Witch Clan?”
“What are the virtues of these inferior races who are full of evil spirits and turbid air? How can they? They deserve it too?"
Raw is unacceptable.
In fact, he has always looked down on the Wu clan, and couldn't bear to see them walking around in the wilderness under the banner of Pangu Zhengzong.
He just thought that the Wu clan was so powerful in the past that he didn't dare to speak.
If they really open their mouths, these barbarians will definitely hit them.
He was a dignified and authentic member of the Sanqing Dynasty of Pangu, and he did not want to fight hand-to-hand with these barbarians.
"It's normal!"
Tongtian said disapprovingly: "They were born from the essence and blood of Pangu. Isn't it natural that they can summon the projection of Pangu's true body? In terms of bloodline, we are actually not as good as them!"
"Hmph!"
After hearing this, Yuan Yuan snorted unhappily: "How can a group of things infected by evil spirits and turbidity be compared with us?"
"Okay. !You two, stop arguing!”
The Supreme Being on the side couldn't stand it anymore and quickly broke up the fight: "There's nothing to argue about! The Wu clan is indeed very powerful! Didn't we already know it when we gave the first sermon?"
Second brother, you That’s right! Don’t always accuse them of being unworthy, inferior or something like that!”
“The strong have always been respected in the ancient times, so don’t start wars for no reason. "
In the eyes of the Supreme Being, no bloodline is important. If you are better than me, then you are powerful.
"How is it possible? This is Pangu?"
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Di Jun and the others had the most profound experience when they faced the projection of Pangu's true body at close range. But it was precisely because of this that he found it unacceptable.
How can these barbarians of the Wu clan summon the projection of Pangu’s true body?
God is too kind to them, right?
“Kill!!”
< br>The next moment, Emperor Jun sent a message to the monsters who formed the Zhoutian Star Formation, preparing to fight for their lives. Directly use 200% of the effort to squeeze the potential of this large formation, and gather a stronger attack to kill Pangu's true body.
At this time, Pangu, who was playing somewhere in the wilderness, sensed the call from Buzhou Mountain and turned to look there: "Haha! Did you summon the projection of my true body? That's not bad!"
"It seems that you have not slacked off in these years!"
"However, Hongjun and Tiandao may not be able to sit still, right?"
Think so Then, Pangu looked towards the sky.
As expected, Hongjun was seen hiding near the Thirty-Third Heaven, ready to take action at any time.
“Open the sky!!!”
On the Wu Clan’s side, after condensing the projection of Pangu’s true body, they directly controlled the projection of Pangu’s true body to condense an axe, and slashed directly towards it. The attack of demon clan.
In an instant, he split the demon clan's attack into two, and then continued to attack the Zhoutian Star Formation without any pause.
“Boom!!”
"Kaka!"
Di Jun and other human-monster tribes felt a terrifying force coming down, and the formation was on the verge of destruction.
All the monsters in the formation were spurted out with a mouthful of blood, and their energy and spirit were directly weakened.
In the end, the formation could no longer be maintained and fell apart.
“Come again!”
Seeing that the Wu clan had achieved success with one blow, they immediately prepared to pursue the victory, controlled the projection of Pangu's true body again, and swung the ax to strike at the demon clan again.
If this ax is implemented, the demon clan like Di Jun and others will probably become history.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The time and space on the battlefield immediately stagnated, and the ancestral wizards who sensed this suddenly frowned.
“Hongjun? It’s you again?”
The next moment, as expected, Hongjun appeared again between the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan.
Di Jiang suddenly became unhappy and roared angrily: "Hongjun! What do you want to do again? You were the one who said it would stop the war for a million years, but now that time has passed, you came out to stop it again. Yes What's the point? Is this how you protect the demon clan?
What the hell, what do you mean by always being on the sidelines?
But we, the Witch Clan, are easy to bully, right?
Do we, the Witch Clan, have to perish together with the Monster Clan? You are satisfied.
What a piece of shit.
Not to mention Di Jiang, even Hou Tu couldn’t bear it anymore.
Hongjun said expressionlessly at this time: "The demon clan's destiny has not been completed, and it cannot be destroyed! Retreat quickly. This is the end of today's matter. When the demon clan's destiny is completed, the battle between you will begin. I won’t interfere anymore!”
< br>"You fart!!"
Di Jiang suddenly roared angrily: "You said the same thing last time, and now you do it again? Who do you think you are? You're a renegade bitch! Here you go! Die!!!"
"Open the sky!!"
The next moment, the twelve ancestral witches worked together and once again controlled Pangu's true body, directly shattering the time and space where Hongjun was frozen, and swung the ax to chop at Hongjun.
They swore that they would kill this piece of shit Hongjun.
Let you go astray and let your words not count.
“You are seeking death!”
When Hongjun heard Di Jiang's insults, his face darkened, and he took action angrily, mobilizing the power of heaven to project towards Pangu's true body: "Saints cannot be insulted. You Wu Clan do not respect heaven and saints, you should be punished!!!"< br>
“Boom!!!”
One blow collided together, and the two attacks directly shattered the opening, making the thirty-third heaven more and more dilapidated.
Most of the several heavens collapsed.
But this time, the Wu clan was actually at a slight disadvantage.
A trace of blood spilled from the corners of Di Jiang and others' mouths.
(End of this chapter)