Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 594
The aura of the saints soared into the sky, covering the heaven and the earth. The saints who were originally suppressed launched the most fierce counterattack in an instant.

The golden bridge under the feet of the Taiqing saint spans the sky and the earth. With the power of the saint, he has completely activated the Taiji diagram, opened the treasure of heaven, suppressed the earth, fire, geomantic o Hit Zhu Jiuyin ancestor witch and trapped him in Tai Chi.

"Zhu Jiuyin, today you will surely be doomed!"

The power of the sage of the upper qing was poured into the four swords of Zhu Xian, and the Zhu Xian sword array showed the most powerful power at this moment. The will to kill shrouded the sky, smashing the sun, moon and stars, and the four kinds of sword lights streaked across the sky, breaking Overcome the shackles of space, and met Wu Dijiang, the ancestor of space.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two streaks of chaotic sword energy flew across the sky, and the sage Yuqing urged the Pangu banner in his hand to launch the most powerful attack. This treasure that once pierced chaos was revived in the hands of sage Yuqing, strangling Heihong The two long dragons of two colors, even if Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water, and Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, joined forces, they would be defeated in an instant.

The strength of the saint is fully revealed at this moment!
Mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, blocking any strong person in the world, it is almost irresistible, this is the majesty of a saint.

Every piece of sacred artifact was completely revived, and the power that swept the sky and earth poured into the sky, tearing up mountains and rivers. Even the immortal holy mountains could not stop the saint's attack.

An ancestral witch, with unparalleled physical bodies, could not stop the powerful attack of the saint.Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood, and Wu Rushou, the ancestor of gold, teamed up to evolve the origin. Originally, the saint of Zhunti was trapped in it, but now he is suppressed by the saint who holds the holy artifact seven treasures wonderful tree staff.

The ancestral witch who had joined forces to set up a large formation to seal off the world was annihilated in an instant, and only the bright and vast aura of the saint enveloped the world, integrating the entire Northern Continent into it.

The six saints teamed up, and with every move, destructive power burst out, destroying the mountains and rivers of the northern continent, and even some sacred places that were not immortal, were instantly reduced to ashes.

The majesty of the holy way filled the world at this moment.

"Let the two clans of liches flourish, they will eventually turn into a passing cloud of smoke and dissipate in the world!" In an extremely secret place in the Northern Continent, the tall body of the Promise Emperor flows with immortal divinity, and his eyes are full of immortality. With majesty, a huge heart-shaped avenue emerged behind him, condensing a holy artifact, which spanned the ancient time and space. He has already proved the Tao and achieved the position of saint, and he can't hide it, just to seize the last chance .

"Since the ancestral dragon went retrograde and felled the road, the world has already cut off the opportunity to go retrograde again. It is not the case. The Lich family may still have a glimmer of life. The demon emperor Jun and the twelve ancestor witches are by no means ordinary people!" Time and space Upside down, yin and yang change positions, the upside down ancestor looks flat, the upside down door appears above the head, suppressing the power of heaven and earth, a pair of cold eyes, looking through the past and the present, waiting for the curtain to end.

"All glory, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Lich is just a wave in the long river of history, it is rare to be eternal! Between heaven and earth, who is eternal?" From the depths of the East China Sea, a long sigh came out, The Candle Dragon Emperor, dressed in a black dragon robe, looked silent.Even if he is as tyrannical as him, he would not dare to say that the dragon clan can last forever between heaven and earth, even if the Zulonghuang is one of the most powerful existences between heaven and earth.

The origin of chaos gave birth to countless talented beings, and all three thousand demon gods were bred in them. He, who was the incarnation of the chaos holy dragon, knew many secrets of the world.

The long years of heaven and earth are over, and three thousand demon gods are still in front of them!
Even if they are as powerful as the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, they all disappear in the long river of history. The rolling tide is enough to crush any powerful life.

"The realm of chaos, even Pangu, was a realm that had never been reached!"

With a gloomy look on his face, Candle Dragon Emperor instantly remembered the powerful beings that roamed in the chaos in the past, but now they have all fallen. Even the powerful chaotic holy dragons have turned into him and the ancestor dragon emperor, and they no longer exist.

"Is the age of saints finally coming?" In the deep swamp of the Southern Continent, a saint's palace rose up, with strands of thunder shining, full of destructive power.It is the place where the saint Lei Ze lives, as if he has integrated into a small world in the world, quietly circulating his own rules.

In the depths of the starry sky, the strong men of the monster race were enveloped in a sea of ​​blood and annihilated. The stars lost their former brilliance, and all the silver light was covered by blood red. .

Stars fell into the sea of ​​blood one after another, and all the ancient monsters uttered mournful cries. At this moment, even Di Jun could not recover. Zhou Tian's star array was shattered, and the strong figures of the monster clan were all... The traces were revealed, and the saint searched all over the sky, locking them in an instant, and there was no way to escape.

"You will retreat as much as possible, and return to the wilderness in the future, waiting for this seat to make a comeback!"

Dijun let out a long cry, and the huge three-legged Golden Crow wore the emperor's figure on his body, just like an eternal immortal king, embracing the Sun God Palace, steaming the sea of ​​blood, spreading his wings, The stars all over the sky were pressing on the three saints, opening a gap and allowing the powerhouse of the monster clan to escape.

"Retreat quickly, Your Majesty has already prepared, we just need to wait for His Majesty to return!" A big demon roared loudly, the sound shook the starry sky, and pieces of space collapsed. Breathing the bloody aura of killing, the figure disappeared into the depths of the starry sky in a flash.

"Escape! Escape! Escape!"

The powerhouses of the monster race are all psychic minds. They understand that the general situation is over, and only by preserving their strength can they have a chance to make a comeback, and use various magical powers to escape.

"The splendor of the monster race must not be tarnished in any way. We would rather follow His Majesty to fight to the death!" Breath, would rather die in battle than retreat.

Fang Tian painted a halberd in his hand, flowing with colorful aura, he plunged into the sea of ​​blood, only for the glory of the monster clan.

"Emperor Jun, dare you!" A violent shout came from the depths of the blood sea. The Taoist Styx in the center of the blood sea, with bloody light flowing in his eyes, looked at the three-legged golden crow in the air with a cold expression.

The blood-red waves rolled, annihilating wisps of the real fire of the sun. The figure of Taoist Styx looked at the huge Golden Crow's real body in the air, and his expression gradually became dignified. Emperor Jun, who had burned his blood, spirit, and soul, reached the peak. Every now and then, there is a faint tendency to break the shackles.

"Senior Brother Zhenyuan, Junior Sister Zizhu, Di Jun is handed over to me!" The sea of ​​blood under Taoist Minghe's feet rolled, drowning stars one after another, and he confronted Di Jun in the air from a distance, and the breaths of the two strong men collided in the air , leaving deep marks.

The space collapsed, the time was confused, and the two unrivaled powerhouses were staring at each other, not daring to have the slightest carelessness in their hearts.

"Junior brother, be careful, the destruction of the monster clan has already become a foregone conclusion. All the monster clan will return to ashes and dust to dust!" Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the battlefield in the sky, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the air. I firmly believe that the Taoist Styx can kill the emperor who is in the most peak state and hone himself.

"Senior brother, Dijun's three avenues are fused into one, and he can certainly possess an incredible secret technique. I believe that senior brother will definitely be able to completely kill him!"

Zizhu's beautiful eyes turned, a ray of strange light flashed, she nodded towards the air, turned around and chased the other monster clans, the destruction of the monster clans will definitely destroy the monster clans who have carried the luck of countless monster clans. Only by killing the powerful clan can they successfully seize their own good fortune.

The screams of the big monsters came from the air, and the two saints shot at the same time, almost cutting off the hope of all the strong monsters from escaping.

On the Lunar Star, Chang'e held a pure white jade rabbit in her arms, and looked at Wu Gang who was logging, with a confused expression. In her arms, the eyes of the jade rabbit slowly left two drops of clear tears.

All the ancestral witches in the Northern Continent were in crisis. At this moment, twelve ancestral witch halls were launched into the sky at the same time, suppressing the whole world. His power sank into the void.

The twelve Heavenly God Sha flags waved in the wind, and the evil spirit condensed and swept over again, completely suppressing the aura of the saint, all directions and eight poles, and the power of the witch clan was once again thoroughly mobilized by them.

"All the gods and gods are in a big formation, get up!"

Eleven voices came from the air, and the silhouettes of the eleven ancestral witches merged into the Dutian Shensha Banner, completely refining this ancient killing formation, and two drops of blood essence merged into the In the sacred banner of Houtu, there is a strong coercion flowing.

The power gathered by the twelve Ancestral Witch Halls at this time has broken free from the shackles, and can even faintly suppress saints. After hundreds of millions of years of accumulation, the power accumulated by the Witch Clan far exceeds that of the Monster Clan.

"No, we will act quickly to suppress Zuwu. Once Zuwu sets up a large formation, even we, as saints, will have to pay a heavy price!"

The Taiqing saint looked at the twelve figures in the twelve halls in the air, and his expression suddenly changed. In the past, the ancestor witches of the witch clan suppressed the luck of the witch tribe, and did not dare to attack with all their strength. Fighting with all their strength is their only choice.

Inheriting Pangu's inheritance, they deeply understand the horror of ancestor witches.

"Quickly block the ancestral witches, and block the formation of Dutian gods and demons!" The four swords of Zhuxian in the hands of Taoist Tongtian were instantly sacrificed by him, hitting the air and attacking the ancestral witch palace in Houtu. There, is the only flaw.

The six saints swept into the air at the same time, holding the sacred artifacts in their hands.

A terrible coercion suddenly spread from the sky, and Pan Gu's real body appeared between the heaven and the earth again.

Pan Gu's real body, which surpassed a hundred thousand feet, is full of shocking power. Even the body of a saint cannot be compared with it, and it can even be easily broken directly.

"It's too late, even if the ancestral witch disappears between heaven and earth, you will have to pay the price!"

A deep voice came from the mouth of Pan Gu's true body, and a heavy sense of oppression enveloped every saint. Even if the auras of the six saints were united as one, it would be difficult to completely resist.

Pan Gu's true body fits the heaven and earth, carrying the original power, with two drops of blood essence left behind by the back soil, the other eleven ancestor witches joined forces to summon Pan Gu's true body as well.

"Houtu turned into reincarnation and only has two drops of blood essence. Even if the ancestor witch is strong, he can only attack twice, and it will definitely be torn apart. At that time, it is time for us to fight back!" The saint of Taiqing looked at the sky solemnly. , condensing Pangu's true body, even a single attack can annihilate the body of a saint, even if it cannot be completely killed, it can also leave eternal wounds that cannot be recovered.

"Jointly mobilize the Zhuxian Sword Formation, only in this way can we fight against the Great Formation of the Gods and Demons of the Twelve Capitals, and kill the ancestor witches!" Taoist Tongtian's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and with a grasping hand, the entire Zhuxian Sword formations are laid out in the air.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Taiqing sage, and he fell into a sword formation in an instant, mobilizing the most powerful force to activate the sword formation.

Saint Yuqing also walked into the sword array without hesitation, and activated the Yuqing Immortal Light in his hand.

Receiving and guiding saints and Zhunti saints looked at each other and nodded slightly, their figures flashed and disappeared into the air, and they worked together to activate one of the sword formations.

Wutian Demon Ancestor's demonic aura was overwhelming, his eyes were full of mad hatred, his figure flashed, and he also started to activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Facing the great formation of the gods and gods of the witch clan, only the Sword Formation of Zhuxian left by the demon lord Luohu has a chance to contend. The six saints returned to their positions and jointly laid out this heaven-defying killing formation.

The killing intent is overwhelming.

Daoist Tongtian stood quietly above the gossip platform in the center of the sword array, his gaze was filled with the will to kill. Even as a saint, he felt uncontrollable at this moment.

Four sword lights burst out from the four sword formations at the same time, and in the hands of Taoist Tongtian, they merged into one, containing the power to destroy the world, and slashed towards Pangu's real body in the air.

The powerful collision unfolded in the air, and the killing of both sides became incandescent in an instant. Pan Gu's real body towered over the world, stepping on ten directions, and easily smashed the attack of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Pangu Kaitian!"

From Pangu's mouth, a deep roar resounded through every corner of the world.

A divine ax appeared in the hands of Pan Gu's real body, and slashed towards the Immortal Execution Sword Formation below.

"Punish and kill, cut off life!"

Daoist Tongtian's face was calm, showing no sign of fear, and he waved his hands, forming a series of seals. The power of the saint was submerged in the Zhuxian sword formation, awakening this ancient killing formation.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang?"

The continuous collisions unfolded in the air, and the most powerful confrontation tore up the barrier of space and time, split the universe, and directly collided together.

Aftermath after wave spread out in all directions, even the most powerful man's divine sense was instantly strangled.

"Break up the world!"

A deep roar came from Pangu's real body. The divine ax possessed the most powerful power, splitting chaos and transforming Yin and Yang. A beautiful arc cut towards the Zhuxian sword formation.

"boom!"

An explosion sounded from the air.

The entire Sword Formation of Immortal Execution broke apart, and six figures appeared in the air. Each figure was in a state of distress, and axes were running rampant. Even saints needed to be treated attentively.

"If things are not in harmony, you can bump into Zhou Shan!"

A voice rang in the ears of Pangu Zhenshen, who was about to disband, and the eleven ancestor witches instantly awakened their final strength. Even Zhu Jiuyin understood his situation. The warriors of the Wu tribe will be completely destroyed.

(End of this chapter)