Honghuang: I became a fairy

Chapter 39
The Slaughtering Witch Sword was as expected, it could break Pangu's real body!

Emperor Juntai looked at each other and immediately rushed towards the seriously injured Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Donghuangtai used his strength to crush a single ancestral witch at first, and now he rushed here with the Donghuang bell in his hand, obviously thinking of killing the ancestor shaman; The damage done by the ancestral witch is not weaker than that of Donghuang Taiyi.

"The miscellaneous bird of the monster clan wants to hurt my brother, so he has to ask my ancestor Wu Qiangliang!"

Ancestral Witch Qiangliang dodged, blocking the attack path of the Second Demon King, and then blew himself up!

"boom!"

Zu Wu, all of them are top-notch powers under saints!

Qiang Liang's sudden self-explosion finally caught Di Junta by surprise.

In a hurry, Taiyi used the East Emperor Bell to protect himself, not even caring about his brother Di Jun beside him!

After the loud noise, Di Jun, like Qiang Liang, dissipated between the heaven and the earth, leaving only the Tu Wu sword floating in the air, exuding a unique light.

"Pfft, brother!"

Although Donghuang Taiyi was protected by the Donghuang Bell, he received a big shock in a hurry. While spitting out a mouthful of blood, he looked at the direction where Emperor Jun disappeared and screamed miserably!

Emperor Juntai has depended on each other for life since the sun star took shape, how can the brotherhood be described in words?
Seeing that Emperor Jun died, Donghuang Taiyi no longer cared about the great cause of the demon clan, and directly protected himself with the Donghuang Bell, his fists filled with true sun fire and rushed towards the remaining ancestral witches.

"Don't you ancestral witches claim to be physically invincible? Today, I, Donghuang Taiyi, want to test how hard your ancestral witches' fists are!"

The remaining eleven ancestral witches struggled to get up and got up ready to fight!
But the ancestral witches never imagined that Donghuangtai turned a blind eye to the attacks of the ancestral witches, and slammed Tian Wu Jumang's body with both fists covered with the real fire of the sun.

How could Tianwu Jumang, who was already seriously injured, be able to resist Donghuang Taiyi's attack?

With two loud noises, Tianwu Jumang died, and Donghuang Taiyi's mouth continued to bleed, and his face turned pale.

The Lich War has reached the final decisive moment, and there is no room for retreating.

When the ancestors saw Taiyi being so crazy, they all thought that only by sacrificing themselves could they save their brothers!
Almost instantly, the five ancestral witches rushed in front of Tai Yi and blew themselves up!
"boom!"

With a loud noise, the five ancestor witches naturally vanished in smoke.But Tai Yi was not feeling well either, his whole body was covered with wounds, his complexion was as pale as paper, and his figure was even more precarious.

Even the innate treasure, the Donghuang Bell, kept wailing!
"Haha, I thought you were invincible under Saint Donghuang Taiyi, but I didn't expect you to be so fragile!"

Di Jiang laughed, flapped his wings behind his back, and came to Taiyi.

"Taiyi, return to the embrace of God the Father with me!"

Di Jiang directly self-destructed, giving Donghuang Taiyi no chance to breathe.

"boom!"

This time, Donghuang Taiyi's physical body melted away, leaving only the primordial spirit under the protection of the Donghuang Bell, barely surviving!

"Since eldest brother told you to die, don't even think about living!"

The ancestral wizard Zhu Rong, who always had a hot temper, ran directly into the Donghuang Bell and chose to self-destruct!
"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

The Donghuang Bell keeps ringing, and Taiyi’s spirit finally dissipates!
……

How fierce was the battle between the second emperor of the demon clan and the ancestor witches, and the ancestor witches self-destructed desperately.

Zuwu Gonggong looked at the tragic situation in Buzhou Mountain, and said with a bitter smile: "Haha, the two clans of liches have been fighting for countless years, and in the end, both clans were wounded, almost exterminated!"

With tears in his eyes, Gong Gong glanced at the less than [-] clansmen left, and murmured in a low voice: "This prehistoric world was opened up by the father god Pangu. Since the father god and all the brothers are gone, why do we need this prehistoric world?" ?”

After saying this, Gonggong actually stood up from the ground and hit his head against the ancient Tianzhu, Buzhou Mountain!

It is said that Buzhou Mountain was transformed into the backbone of the great god Pangu, which carried Pangu's will and remained unharmed after countless battles.

But this time, Buzhou Mountain was broken by the impact of Gonggong's self-destruction!

The ancient pillars of heaven have been broken, the sky has collapsed, the Milky Way has overturned, and the waters from the sky are raging across the ancient land.

Sanqing and other saints appeared, and the Supreme Master used the Tai Chi Diagram to settle in the cave. Then he said to the Nuwa Empress on the side: "Junior Sister, it is up to you to mend the sky!"

Nuwa is good at the art of creation, and Taoist ancestor Hongjun made it clear during the third lecture in Zixiao Palace that Nuwa has several great meritorious deeds to do, and mending the sky is one of them!

"I still need to borrow Brother Tongtian's Qiankun Cauldron!"

Nuwa took out the colorful stones she had collected, used the Qiankun Ding as a furnace, and used Taoist Lu Ya's True Fire of the Sun as a medium to melt the colorful stones and mend the cave.

The only remaining five-colored stone, Nu Wa took a look at it, then threw it casually, not caring where it was thrown.

Jieyin Zhunti, who was combing the water of the Tianhe, saw this and looked at each other. It was obvious that they had already made plans.

"Crack!"

Just when the saints thought that this matter was over, the sky unexpectedly cracked.

There was a crack in the place that was repaired before!
"It seems that the support of the sky pillar is still needed!"

Empress Nuwa returned after a few dodges, and with a wave of her plain hand, she stood between the sky and the earth with her four huge legs that were so tall that they couldn't reach the top.

With the support of the Tianzhu, the sky is slowly repairing itself and eventually returns to normal!
Countless black and yellow merits surged in the sky, and finally fell into several parts on the saints and Lord Lu Ya.

Among them, Empress Nuwa exclusively gets [-]%, Tongtian and Daoist Lu Ya get [-]% each, and the rest of the saints share [-]%!
"Buzhoushanduan is all the fault of your Wu Clan! Wu Clan, destroy it!"

After saying that, Zhunti gently waved his palm.

The palm shadow condensed by countless auras finally turned into a huge golden palm, pressing down on the only surviving witch clan.

If this palm strikes true, the Wu clan will definitely be exterminated!

"Oh! Forget it!"

The Supreme Master also waved his hand, shook away the shadow of Zhunti's palm, and said: "Not long ago, the ancestral witch Houtu transformed into reincarnation with a heart of great mercy, and made up for the shortcomings of the prehistoric world.

Such a great meritorious deed is enough to protect the current Witch Clan! "

Seeing this, Wu Shisan quickly swore to Heaven: "Heaven is above, and Wu Shisan hereby promises on behalf of the Wu Clan that the Wu Clan will retreat to Pangu Palace from now on!"

As soon as these words came out, Tiandao immediately sensed it, and Zhunti also knew that he had lost the great opportunity to destroy the Wu clan.

However, the Wu clan announced their withdrawal from the prehistoric world, and Zhunti could barely accept this result.

"There are many people in the demon clan who are too stubborn to be educated!"

While Zhunti pretended to scold, he swiped the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand at the demon clan, and directly swiped away thousands of the demon clan.

Seeing this, Empress Nuwa was furious, she held up a demon banner and took all the demons away; seeing this, the two of them, Zhunti and Zhunti, stretched out their hands to grab the Donghuang Bell suspended in the air!
The god Donghuang Taiyi has died, and the Donghuang Bell has become an ownerless thing!

The congenital treasure, even a saint, would be envious!
(End of this chapter)