MTL - The Great Desolation: Read the Holy King, Extract the God Statue To Suppress Prison-Chapter 184

The real body of Pangu has weakened visibly to the naked eye.

In the distance, the three-legged Golden Crow is a thousand miles away.

The impact just now, even the boundless stars have fallen a lot.

Between the sky, it is dark, and there are countless chaotic powers that are difficult to dissipate.

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

Most of the remaining monsters above Jinxian died at this time.

Countless demon races were already sucked in energy and blood, and coupled with the impact of such mighty energy, they suddenly died.

Among them, there is no lack of Daluo Jinxian existence.

The three hundred and sixty weeks of the Zhou Tianxingdou Great Array are already incomplete.

Fortunately, there was Fuxi guarding him, and he quickly filled it with other Daluo Jinxian demon clan.

But at this time, the monsters were also damaged countless times.

In the heavenly court where the palace towers are lined up, there are countless immortal palaces falling towards the great land.

Under this situation, the two Lich clans have been hit hard.

But the two clans that have long been manipulated by the robbery have no intention of stopping.

At this time, the giant Pangu real body once again waved his huge palm and slapped down toward the heavenly court.

The body of tens of thousands | Li, just the palm of your hand, is thousands of miles in size.

Under this bombardment, the originally high Nantianmen burst into countless pieces.

Countless monsters fell again.

"Wizard!"

"Die!"

The demon emperor also shouted, endless flames lingered around him, turned into rainbow light, and rushed towards Pangu's real body.

The avenues were torn apart, the two sides collided again, and the sky shook endlessly!

Fortunately, at this time, there is no such power as before, and no chaos is shattered.

In the prehistoric world, the previous crisis is gone.

But at this time, two boundless and huge figures slowly moved towards the real center of the prehistoric, where the Buzhou Mountain was fighting.

"Crap! Bu Zhoushan!"

……………………

Ask for flowers! !

Ask for collection! !

Ask for support! !

Your support is the driving force for the author's efforts to code words! Where.

Chapter 134 Billions of Liches Die Bai Ze was terrified! (Please subscribe!)

Chen Changsheng's expression changed and he said in a low voice.

He knew for a long time that Buzhou Mountain should be folded, and it should be damaged by the Lich Tribulation.

But what was originally known was the battle of Gonggong Zhurong, which smashed Buzhou Mountain.

But it did not appear, but at this time, it seems that Zhoushan is in danger!

Tiandao wants to cleanse the floods, and all ethnic groups cannot escape.

Is it just that the Great Dao is raging just now, isn't it enough?

If Buzhou Mountain is broken, the sky will be overturned.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but frown.

But this is the destiny set by Heaven, and I can't change it myself.

Even if the shot is made, both sides of the battle at this time have already been manipulated by the robbery.

Not to mention that the power is no longer a talent, but it is also at the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

How could Chen Changsheng be able to touch it?

Chen Changsheng could only frown, looking at the battlefield.

Now, the rest of the prehistoric places are actually relieved.

In any case, at this time, the war of the Lich will no longer tear chaos.

This means that they are not "eight or ninety" with fear, worrying about the collapse of the prehistoric world.

The chaotic fissure from before has begun to slowly heal at this time.

Without the Chaos Fissure, at least the Great Wilderness will not collapse because of it.

In the sky, the fissures beyond Cloud Nine slowly healed.

The ferocious sky slowly returned to the appearance of black clouds penetrating down.

The boundless black cloud was slowly pressing down at this time, although it was still extremely depressed.

The ten thousand clans are still driven by the calamity, and they are constantly fighting each other.

Around the human race, the hundreds of millions of creatures are still turning into boundless blood and being absorbed by the Emperor Cauldron.

But at this time, the originally suppressed picture turned out to be so peaceful at this time.

At least not all the time, facing the crisis of death.

Time passed slowly.

Wanling is still crazy, but the number is rapidly decreasing.

Thousands of clans have perished countlessly, but there are also existences that persist in carrying them through.

The two clans of the Lich were constantly fighting and destroying each other.

Thousands of years have passed quietly.

The Lich War never ends.

The black cloud in the sky has never dissipated.

The children born in the human race for thousands of years thought that this was the real appearance of the world.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng frowned.

The real body of Pangu, in the thousand-year-old struggle with the Demon Emperor, was already only 100,000 zhang in size.

And that monster clan's huge Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Array, at this time, there are only three hundred and sixty Zhou Tian's Daluo Jinxian and three demon gods left.

With Fuxi in charge of the formation, Taiyi and Di Jun have already entered the battle together, turning into two rounds of brilliant sun, dealing with the real body of Pangu.

The fight between the two sides continues, but the breath is no longer there.

At this time, Shenwei, although not as good, is still difficult to approach.

Zhou Tianzhi's big Luo Jinxian big demon all turned pale at this time, blood dripped from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies were dry.

The whole body's qi and blood had already been supplied to the demon emperor.

At this time, only relying on the soul, forcibly continued the power of the star battle, and maintained the great formation.

If it weren't for the power dispatched by Emperor Xi, it would have been annihilated and invisible.

But even so, the eyes of these big demons are full of madness!

Fuxi was already crazy at this time, and he waved his hand and manipulated the sixty-four hexagrams, traversing the heavens and moving the stars of all worlds.

Sprinkle starlight, providing infinite power.

But at this time, his face was pale and his efforts were lost.

Tai Yi is even more miserable.

At this time, the two wings were chopped off, and only one of the three legs remained. The two divine eyes with infinite divine fire were also dimmed at this time.

Relying only on the Donghuang Bell above his head, he barely resisted the power of Pangu's real body.

Di Jun was slightly better, but he was also exhausted.

The flesh and blood that had been rolled all over his body had long since dissipated.

Divine Soul is incomplete at this time, and it is only maintained by a trace of Primordial Qi.

This is all his own half-step mixed vitality, which is constantly being consumed at this time.

On the Wu clan's side, it won't be any better.

The Eleven Ancestral Witch had already dried up his blood vessels, and his qi and blood had been silent.

Among them, more than half of the ancestor witches have died at this time, but the flesh is still in the great formation, maintaining the great formation of the twelve gods of the sky.

Dayi has long since fallen, his soul is broken, and the few remaining ancestors, Di Jiang, Jumang, Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Xuanming, are also dragged by the wreckage.

At this time, the battlefield was already in Buzhou Mountain.

A group of ancestral witches, looking like a madman, looked at where the demon clan was.

"Emperor Dijun, even if this ancestor dies, he will pull you back!"

Zhu Rong had already gone mad, and at this time, endless flames were rising all over his body.

Even the avenues rose up, turned into a cloud of fire, and went straight to where the monster clan was attacking.

The Wu clan has no soul, and the sacrifice of the avenue is to burst out the last power. This behavior is equivalent to self-destruction!

Accompanied by countless Zhu Rong's qi and blood, he was sucked out.

Zhu Rongshen fell, the real body of Pangu, but with the help of such divine power, he turned his hands and condensed the boundless fire cloud into his palm.

In an instant, a crimson axe appeared.

The breath is a lot less than a thousand years ago, but it still has the power of opening the sky!

"Damn!"

"Wizard, wait for death!"

Di Jun was also insanely crazy. At this time, he even directly sacrificed the broken Hetu Luoshu and threw it up, causing boundless stars to fall in an instant.

The three hundred and sixty demon kings spit out blood.

Even Daluo Jinxian is about to die!

The axe light opened the sky and rushed straight to the sky.

After all, it was the last blow of Zhu Rongzai's self-refinement, and the divine might was unstoppable!

But Di Jun's side, in the end, is the half-step Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, and it's not too weak...

Suddenly, the world ripped apart.

The power of the avenue, crazy | surging!

Between the annihilation of mountains and rivers, the power of the Great Dao that swept away went straight to Di Jun.

At this time, Di Jun seemed to be no match for the divine might that was condensed by the ancestor witch sacrificed himself!

"Damn!"

Di Jun shouted angrily, not caring that Taiyi behind him was severely injured.

In the calamity, from the beginning, he has lost his mind.

At this moment, while waving his hand, the Donghuang Bell, who sheltered Taiyi, was taken by his side.

"Zhou Tian Xingdou's strength, gather for me!"

Under the madness, the three hundred and sixty star flags burned in an instant.