God's Summoner

Chapter 1330 Resurrection of Pangu

Vigorous blood rose from the battlefield where millions of bones were buried.

The blood energy is as fast as electricity, and its power is unparalleled. When it rises to the sky, it forms twelve huge pillars of blood that stand up to the sky and suddenly appear in this boundless world.

Looking around, I saw that above the twelve blood pillars, the blood energy was transpiring, and when it flowed violently, it pierced through the air, and it was actually firmly sealed off the surrounding area, imprisoning the battlefield where more than ten thousand people fought.

The next moment, as the Tongtian blood column lifted into the sky, the blood cell where Zhao Kuangyin was located suddenly lit up.

As soon as the blood cell lights up, even though it is far away, countless armored soldiers on both sides can still feel that there is something in the blood cell high above the sky, just like that, just like that, from the long slumber Wake up slowly.

Then, endless blood light bloomed, the blood cells opened, and Zhao Kuangyin, whose face was illuminated by the blood light, reappeared in the field.

Seen from a distance, Zhao Kuangyin was dressed in a black royal robe, drumming and hunting without wind. His face was solemn, his eyes were bloodshot, and when the fuxiqin was rising and falling above his head, countless strange sounds suddenly came from the sky and the earth.

That voice, like Sanskrit singing, like a strange mantra, reverberates far away.

Almost at the same time, above the twelve blood pillars that sealed the battlefield, the blood light rose again, like a long rainbow piercing the sky, they all pierced through the sky, drew a long trajectory on the sky, and finally all fell on the sky. on Zhao Kuangyin's body.

In just an instant, Zhao Kuangyin's whole body was engulfed by the dazzling blood light, falling into the world like a blood sunset, making it impossible to see.

Even, at this moment, streaks of blood were reflected from the sky, covering everyone including Ji Kao and Jiang Wenhuan, illuminating their faces.

Soon, the bloody light filled the sky became more and more dense, and gradually covered the entire sky, which actually made the sky and the earth quiet in this instant.

However, this silence only lasted for a short time, and then...

"Boom!"

Just like the rising sun jumping out of the water, the thunder of heaven and earth burst out in an instant, and the entire sky and earth, after a short period of silence, were quickly enveloped in the huge roaring sound.

The invisible sound wave, passing by with the strong wind, made everyone on the battlefield buzzing in their ears, and their faces turned pale.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the bloody mud, stumps, and heads of millions of corpses on the ground below began to tremble as if they had been injected with vitality again.

"Shhhhhh!"

While trembling, the blood light visible to the naked eye flew into the sky, and the blood light covered the head, severed limbs, and internal organs, shaking instantly, and went straight to the twelve blood pillars.

All of a sudden, the sky was filled with blood and splendor, so dazzling that it was almost impossible to see.

Seeing such a scene, Ji Kao's face changed, and when he was concentrating on thinking, he already understood Zhao Kuangyin's calculation in his heart.

Sure enough, within a short time, countless broken corpses had gathered together tightly, sticking to the twelve blood pillars like pot stickers.

In the blink of an eye, the evil power of the twelve blood pillars surged violently, and the many flesh and blood attached to them seemed to be manipulated by invisible forces, slowly distorted, and formed...

Limbs, body, head! ! ! !

At this moment, there was a sense of chilling and terror between the heaven and the earth.

No one could imagine that Zhao Kuangyin actually came up with this method to reunite the flesh and blood of the twelve ancestor witches.

You know, the Twelve Ancestral Witches died in battle in Southern Xinjiang, and their bones have been buried in the land for thousands of years, and their flesh and blood have already melted into bones.

In this way, even if the bones are resurrected, the combat power will not be one-tenth of what it used to be.

However, Zhao Kuangyin's move was to use millions of corpses to forcibly piece together twelve ancestor witches, and to forcibly rebirth with the melted flesh and blood of millions of dead souls.

In this way, even if the combat power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is not as good as it was a thousand years ago, it is probably not far behind.

Such methods have to be amazed.

Sure enough, Ji Kao's guess was correct. At the same time as countless flesh and blood gathered, the aura above the twelve blood-colored beams became stronger and stronger, almost like a raging tide bursting out, and the turbulent waves hit the shore.

But at this time, the sky was filled with the sharp whistling sound brought by flesh and blood piercing through the sky, and the sound of 'swish' resounded even more throughout the world.

at last……

"Roar!!!"

A loud shout came from one of the twelve blood pillars, like a beast howling up to the sky, the sound was extremely shrill.

Then, in the blood column that shouted, the surrounding blood suddenly rose and flowed rapidly in the strong wind, and then, a loud voice suddenly appeared in the field.

Looking around, the figure was a thousand feet tall, with creaking bones all over his body, and covered by blood, it was really terrifying.

"Roar!!!"

As soon as the figure came out, he raised his head to the sky and roared again, exhaled and let out a sound, the situation changed in an instant, the ground under his feet was covered with sand and flying stones, and it was almost impossible for people to stand on their feet.

Such a roar that changed the color of the world finally calmed down the armored soldiers of both sides fighting in the field, and immediately made the field completely silent, as if dead silence, and they all raised their eyes to look at the huge figure.

But seeing this figure, with a human face and a tiger body, covered with golden scales, with wings growing from blades, a snake pierced in his left ear, and two dragons on his feet, when he looked weird, he was the legendary witch, the ancestor of gold in the West... ! ! !
However, compared with the legendary ancestor witch, this generation of ancestor witch who was resurrected by Zhao Kuangyin looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

Because, on his gigantic body that was as tall as a thousand feet, there were lumpy human heads, severed limbs, and even internal organs.

Those human heads that make up the body of Ruo Shou, with eyebrows, eyes, ears, nose and mouth, are vaguely discernible, but they have all five senses.

However, these heads were armored soldiers who died on both sides, and most of them were extremely miserable when they were dying. Therefore, the remaining expressions on the heads at this moment were like ghosts crying and gods howling, with distorted and terrifying faces.

Seeing such a scene, Jiang Wenhuan in the distance gasped.

He knew that his previous words were wrong, very wrong.

The ancestral witch who was resurrected by gathering millions of corpses has reached a certain level, reaching its peak state thousands of years ago.

In this way, if the Twelve Patriarchal Witches were revived together, and then Pangu was reborn, then in the whole world, except for the saints, no one would be able to defeat Zhao Kuangyin.

However, even so, Jiang Wenhuan still didn't feel that Zhao Kuangyin dared to touch him, dared to provoke him.

Moreover, by this time of the war, 400 million of his own allied forces had died, and it was not worth fighting any more. Therefore, with a wave of his hand, he ordered the allied forces to withdraw from the battlefield, leaving Ji Kao to Zhao Kuangyin to clean up.

However, Jiang Wenhuan waved his hand down, but no one paid attention to him.

Seeing such a scene, Jiang Wenhuan frowned, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Su Qin, order the troops to retreat!"

With just one word, Su Qin turned his head from far away, his eyes were blood red, and when he looked at Jiang Wenhuan, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)