Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!.

"The power of destruction!"

"I grant you the destructive power of a saint!"

"Go, destroy all the Pangu power covering it and smash Mount Buzhou."

Luohou's voice sounded like a devil's voice, ringing in Kunpeng's ears.

The remaining sanity made him want to resist!

Destroying Mount Buzhou, that kind of karma is enough to destroy a saint!
This is the pillar of heaven!
It is also the spine of Pangu, the creator of the ancient world!
The luck involved is unimaginable.

The causes and effects involved are difficult to fathom.

But Kunpeng's true spirit has been blinded by the power of destruction.

At this time, the Qiankun Diagram that he had originally refined began to become out of control.

The Qiankun map first lit up, and then turned into a ball of black and white light, which slammed heavily into Mount Buzhou.

The power of heaven and earth can destroy everything!
This is a spiritual treasure created by the laws of heaven and earth!
It was born naturally in the chaotic void.

If Pangu's divine power in Mount Buzhou is still at its peak, the Qiankuntu naturally cannot disperse his divine power.

However, after countless epochs had passed, most of Pangu's divine power had been lost.

The Qiankun Diagram exploded, and the terrifying power of heaven and earth completely shattered the remaining Pangu divine power on Mount Buzhou.

The whole mountain suddenly fell into withering.

His own spirit was completely wiped out at this moment.

It turned into a mountain that had experienced billions of years of wind and rain and was about to fall.

Kunpeng shouted loudly and flew into the sky.

The true form of the ancient mythical beast was revealed again.

It was a huge body that looked like a continent, emitting a dangerous red light.

The yin and yang energies enveloped his body.

It is Kunpeng's magic weapon, the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle.

This treasure, which had not been used for a long time, corroded his body, leaving bloody holes one after another.

But the blood did not fall, but instead wrapped around the yin and yang energies.

Kunpeng's body quickly melted and turned into a ball of yin and yang divine thunder, which slammed heavily into Mount Buzhou.

At this moment, a ball of black light fell in front of Mount Buzhou.

It was a huge bone beast.

Each bone spur contains the power of a world.

It was Xuanming who came to stop it regardless of everything.

Balls of black light burst out from the bone beast, and the space before it was frozen.

The breath of death spread and turned into a black-blue mist.

This is the icy power of death belonging to Xuanming!
She burned her own bloodline laws in exchange for a moment of power.

Countless skeletons on the ground climbed up towards Xuanming from all directions, mixed with Xuanming bone beads, and turned into a solid wall to block Kunpeng's attack.

But the gap in strength between the two sides is too big.

Even if Xuanming ignited his own bloodline laws, he could not surpass the saint.

But in just a moment, Xuanming's body was torn to pieces.

The huge Xuanming bone bead also shattered directly.

The corpses on the ground turned into powder and drifted away.

In the distance, the incarnation of Rāhu, who was created with the help of Wujitian's physical body, was stunned.

He was bombarded by the starry sky and the divine light of the laws of the nine ancestor witches.

The huge body was completely shattered.

A black lotus of destruction slowly spun, taking the remaining attacks.

And with the help of the aftermath of those attacks, he tore open the void and escaped into it.

Even the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array was able to forcibly tear open space and escape.

"How is it possible? Did he escape?"

Fuxi was shocked when he saw this scene.

The stars in the sky are infinite and provide light for you.

Even if a saint came, he could be trapped inside.

How could the defense be torn apart by that lotus?

However, Luohu's body seemed to be torn into pieces. Is this a victory?

At this moment, the nine ancient witches suddenly felt a warning in their hearts.

It seemed like another brother had left them.

The faces of many ancient witches turned pale, and they all felt that sense of uneasiness.

"Return to Buzhou Mountain!"

Dijiang shouted loudly, and directly tore the space apart with his great power. In an instant, he and his many brothers crossed millions of miles of void and arrived in front of Buzhou Mountain. Houtu also used the method of shrinking the earth into an inch to cross millions of miles and go to Buzhou Mountain.

Fuxi took a look and ordered the star gods to return to the starry sky and wait for orders, while he followed.

In front of Mount Buzhou, Xuanming's body had already collapsed and turned into nothingness inch by inch.

Her breath began to dissipate between heaven and earth.

All of Kunpeng’s strength crashed into Mount Buzhou.

An illusory figure flew out from it and turned into a combination of a fish and a bird.

This is a trace of Kunpeng's true spirit.

After crashing into Mount Buzhou, Kunpeng realized that he had been deceived by Luohou.

This trace of true spirit still wants to escape and find an opportunity to be reborn.

Rumble

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder dragons were rolling.

A streak of purple lightning struck down, shattering the last bit of Kunpeng's true spirit.

This powerful ancient being, who once competed for the throne of sainthood, just disappeared like that.

There is no trace left between heaven and earth.

"That's it. Just one step left, and Mount Buzhou will collapse."

Looking at Mount Buzhou whose divine light had been completely consumed, Luohou shouted loudly.

Mount Buzhou began to shake violently.

The sky began to collapse, and huge rocks rolled down one after another.

Pangu's divine power completely dissipated, and even the heavens began to tremble.

The stars in the sky began to tilt toward the northwest.

The power that sustains the world has become unstable.

Luohou looked at Mount Buzhou being destroyed, with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

The space trembled, and Dijiang tore through the space to reach this place.

Feeling the complete collapse of Xuanming's energy, his eyes turned bloodshot.

"Xuan Ming!"

The other ancestor witches also felt that Xuanming had completely disappeared and were extremely saddened.

Zhu Rong, who was confused, stood up.

"Go!"

"Pangu's bloodline will end the last trace left by Pangu!"

Luohu's voice has magical power and controls Zhurong's mind.

This was a mark he had planted long ago, taking advantage of Zhurong's jealousy.

Zhurong roared and crashed into Mount Buzhou.

click
The base of Mount Buzhou was completely shattered.

The rocks collapsed and buried Zhurong.

Many of the ancient witches looked dazed.

Hou Tu arrived just in time and saw Zhu Rong smashing Mount Buzhou to pieces.

"No, brother!"

Hou Tu shouted loudly, but it was too late.

The pillars of heaven broke and collapsed.

Fuxi came from the void, and when he saw this, his face turned pale.

Mount Buzhou was where he was born, but he never expected that it would be destroyed one day.

"Hahahaha, that's it, that's it..."

Luo Hou laughed loudly.

A ball of blood flew out from his hand and fell forward.

Blood flew and fell into the base of Mount Buzhou.

The bloody evil energy rising into the sky turned the place into a sea of ​​blood.

The blood rolled, forming blood waves tens of thousands of feet high.

"I want your life!"

Seeing Xuanming disappear completely and Mount Buzhou being destroyed, Dijiang was extremely angry.

He stared at Luohou, rubbed his hands forward, and created a spatial diagram that covered the area, intending to destroy that entire area of ​​space.

The other ancestor witches each cast their own laws.

Geng metal divine wind, Yi wood divine thunder, Xuan yuan divine water.

One by one, the laws turned into magical powers and covered Luohou. (End of this chapter)