Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 422 Rotation
These are all happening between lightning, stone and fire, the tank of all demons hangs down the chaotic airflow, and every airflow will turn everything around it into chaos. Only those who are at the level of the Venerable Heavenly Dao can be easily controlled, and even the most powerful ones must be cautiously resisted.

The magic jar crazily swallows the vitality of heaven and earth, like a big black sun, embellished with 99 white and crystal clear king's skulls, continuously providing divine power, dancing in the air.Since ancient times, the glory of a king cannot be desecrated. A proud king would rather destroy his body and soul and set himself on fire, rather than leave his divine body in the world and be desecrated by others.

Forging a treasure with the skull of a king is a kind of majesty. Once discovered by other powerful people, they will be besieged and killed by them. No one wants to desecrate the immortal body left behind in the world after their own death!
Above the magic jar, a huge phantom appeared. This figure stood there quietly. He couldn't see his face clearly, and he couldn't even really see his appearance clearly. He could only feel his existence. All brilliant because of him.He is like the supreme being of heaven and earth, once he appeared, he was destined to stir up the wind and clouds in all directions, blood flowed into rivers, and bones became mountains.

"All demons are surging." His voice is like an order from heaven and earth, which can shake nine heavens, and the rules of heaven and earth will be distorted by his words. The magic pot is like the source of the magic way, giving birth to all kinds of monsters between the heavens and the earth, ferocious and addicted Killing is born with the inheritance of killing, and exists for destruction.

Huge monsters emerged one by one, stronger than the demons that came out of the Nine Nether Lands, some of them looked like ancient giant pythons, their pitch-black scales were like blades, and the sharp light could cut through metal and stone. For a while, pierced the sky, and between the swallowing and spitting of the snake's core, there was a mouth full of blood; some were like divine birds above the nine heavens, fanning a pair of black wings covering the sky, with a bird face and a human body, and their ferocious fangs zizzling; Some are like black dragons, ravaging the prehistoric land. The dragons faintly have the power of a real dragon, with a tyrannical body, the dragon's head facing the sky, and a loud dragon chant, flying out of the magic pot, and all the monsters around are gone. Surrender.

None of this can shake Zhou Ji's will. Burning the source, his divine power is almost inexhaustible. At least before the burning of the source ends, the chessboard in his hand will also rise into the sky. This is tempered by the supreme secret method of the witch clan. The witch tool, united with his mind and soul.Although there is no primordial spirit, the witch weapon tempered by the witch tribe with the secret method is also the best in the prehistoric world, and it is even more powerful when used in the hands of the witch tribe warriors.

His slender body seems to be transformed into Tao at any time. With his cultivation level, it is not enough to transform into Tao. There is only one ending in Taoism, which is the annihilation of body and spirit, and he chose to use the power of Taoism to transform the surrounding The powerful enemy is gone, and one enemy is subtracted from the Wu clan.

All kinds of avenue runes flashed together, and on the colorful chessboard, the black and white chess pieces seemed to evolve into warriors of the Wu tribe, fearless of life and death, fighting towards the endless sea of ​​monsters, trying to destroy this monster.

Witch warriors with various witch weapons, some with Guge, some with long spears, and some with beasts as mounts, the solid murderous aura would directly pierce the sky, this solid murderous aura , turning into long swords, slashing at all kinds of monsters.In the battle formation of the witch clan, the twelve ancestor witches have evolved various killing formations through deduction of the twelve capital gods and evil formations, communicating the evil spirits of heaven and earth, gathering will, achieving battle formations, and fighting with various tribes.

The long sword danced and cut off the monsters flying in the air. The black blood poured down on the ground, leaving scars on the ground, like huge holes. Some monsters and monsters let out a long cry and directly Return to the origin of the magic energy again, and return to the magic jar.

Zhou Ji is like an ancient god of war, his gray clothes lightly move, and with a flick of his fingers, everything around him will be reduced to nothingness. There is calmness between his brows. He is worthy of the witch clan who gave birth to him and raised him. Maybe he will face death in the next moment. Still fearless.

A powerful immortal dynasty, a powerful race, what is really powerful is not all kinds of magical powers, mystical skills, or innate magical powers, but a fearless will to fight in the world, with its own firm belief, even in the face of a powerful demon god, They all went forward bravely and did not hesitate to fight.

Although the prosperity of the Wu Clan is due to the powerful Twelve Ancestral Witches as the foundation, who overwhelmed the emperors of many immortal dynasties, the Unrivaled Emperor, it is more because of the prestige created by the countless warriors of the Wu Clan who are not afraid of death and fight with blood. Young and old, they are all warriors, armed with witch weapons, invited to fight against the powerful from all directions, and created the name of the overlord of the witch clan.

The number one innate witch, the strongest under the ancestral witches, Zhou Ji's strength surpasses many great witches, even if he is fighting against the sub-sage who is in the realm of harmony, he can still contend with him, and the warriors of the witch clan are almost all the same. He is invincible at the first level, his body is tyrannical, his defense is extremely strong, and his attack power is even more powerful, far surpassing those of the same level.

All monsters, monstrous demonic energy, and those who approached Zhou Ji gradually turned into nothingness. Zhou Ji was like an ancient god of war, irresistible and immeasurable. Wherever his eyes swept, the monsters would be wiped out. He clenched his fists tightly, flat Pushing it out, breaking mountains, rivers and great rivers, the fists have the power to destroy heaven and earth, cut through the space, and hit directly on the magic jar, shaking the magic jar a few times, and the sea of ​​monsters was shattered.

Endless demon heads, all kinds of monsters flew out of the magic pot, and the tyrannical aura made the surrounding creatures prostrate on the ground, respectfully kowtowed, with a pious and solemn expression. This is their instinctive awe of power, and their ability to control They live and die, the respect of the strong who decides their fate.

The strong are respected, and the weak prey on the strong, which is vividly displayed at this moment.

The tyrannical magic power runs through the sky and the universe, only the magic pot exists between the heaven and the earth, and the dancing universe is the glory of the sun and the moon, all of which are covered up. Shadow Dance moved the magic jar, trying to smash everything into nothingness.

Time and space are frozen, the heaven and the earth are frozen, and the laws cannot be rotated. Zhou Ji burns his origin, breaks the shackles with the power of blood, and smashes the universe with the power beyond his own body, and runs rampant in this world.With the power of transforming the Tao with both fists, even the magic pot was shaken back, and the phantom seemed to be angry. In his eyes, the great witch, and even the ancestor witch, were just existences like ants. Provoking his majesty and going against his will, this made him feel angry.

The sea of ​​monsters surged crazily, as if showing his anger. With a sudden grab of his big hand, the whole world seemed to be brought under his control, and the endless laws were all subject to his control one by one. , a phantom of a pitch-black avenue floated behind his head. This is the real ancestor of all demons, who controls the origin of the demonic way and interprets the myth of the demonic way.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked up at the nine heavens, as if his real body was locked, his eyes were full of majesty, a natural nobleman, superior to others, unpredictable temperament, whirling revealed With a regretful expression, he fixed the figure, swept across the several figures in front of him, sighed, and turned into a stream of light, disappearing between the sky and the earth.

At that moment, he seemed to feel a killing intent above the nine heavens, which was a kind of warning. Zhou Shan's aura was majestic and majestic, standing between the heaven and the earth, suppressing the heaven and the earth, Zhou Shan's prestige, in this world, almost Invincible, even if it is a treasure of the same quality, it cannot compete with Zhou Shan's prestige.

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes turned, as if he had figured out something in an instant. As the most powerful and wise man of the Wu Clan, he naturally knew what kind of existence he had just faced, which was a force that the Wu Clan could not contend with.The Venerable Heavenly Dao transcends the shackles of life, breaks the shackles of fate, and takes control of his own destiny. With every move, he can kill countless powerful people. They no longer belong to the existence of life. Dominate the sky and the earth, play games with the sky and the earth, and be with the Dao.

Zhu Jiuyin let out a long sigh and bowed towards the air. At that moment just now, he even had a feeling of facing death, cold and cruel, even his body also had this feeling, he Can't help but sigh at the tyranny of Venerable Tiandao.That feeling of being irresistible remained in his heart forever. For the first time, he had a sense of awe in his heart, ignoring the boundaries of time and space, killing the strong without any effort, he had no doubts However, it wasn't the Daoist who made a move to startle them away, and they could not escape the situation of falling.

Only now did he deeply understand the meaning of what Taoist Xuantian once said to the Wu Clan, as long as the Wu Clan always believed in Pan Gu and respected Pan Gu as the Father God, there would never be any danger of annihilation!
At that time, even he had a faint sense of ridicule and disdain for these words in his heart. With the tyranny of the twelve ancestral witches, they worked together to traverse the prehistoric world. How could the witch clan be in danger of extermination? Now he understands that only With the existence of Taoist Xuantian at the level, it is only possible to have the strength to say the promise of the eternal immortality of the Wuzu. They themselves are existences beyond all living beings. If the Wuzu are allowed to face the powerful at the level of the Venerable Heavenly Dao, it is almost inevitable to exterminate the Wuzu. ending.Thinking of this, Zhu Jiuyin couldn't help but frown slightly. The strength of the Wu Clan is still not enough after all. That's not the case. Why do they need the help of others to fight against powerful enemies?

In an instant, Zhu Jiuyin's mind turned to these thoughts, looking at the burning soul in front of him, who was about to disappear, the great witch Zhou Ji, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward step by step. He came out and came to Zhou Ji's side, facing the reincarnation emperor in the distance, his eyes burst into angry flames.

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