Great Primordial: I, The Four-Legged Gold-Eating Beast, Swallow Karmic Merit

The divine light lit up and the Taoist text appeared.

The two eternal formations extend infinitely from the void and spread to billions of miles.

In the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies, the stars in the universe are constantly twinkling, and the stars are shining in the array.

Three hundred and sixty stars are arranged in order.

The sequence of flashes is like the supreme principle of heaven and earth, making the spirit consciousness of the immortals clear just in the formation.

"The Asura tribe obeys the order! Assist Demon Race and set up the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies!"

"Got the order!"

Ming He gave an order, and countless Asura tribes stood together with Demon Race to instill mana into the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies.

With the injection of mana, the three hundred and sixty stars emitted a cold light like a bright moon.

After giving the order, Ming He and Prince of East did not delay, and quickly turned into a rainbow and stepped into the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies, assisting Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

Immediately, from the ancient starry sky and all over the sky, the power of infinite starlight poured out like a torrent, enveloping the four top powers.

The original combat power of Pseudo Saint in the later stage suddenly became infinitely close to that of Saint.

This formation is what the emperor and Taiyi rely on to dare to challenge Jie Yin and Zhǔntí.

Let’s look at the Witch Clan side.

The Prince of East had already issued an order in advance, ordering a group of immortals from the East Sea Immortal Alliance to protect the formation for the eleven Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Gods Killing Formation in Dutian was supposed to be established by the twelve Ancestral Witches, but it is no longer there at this moment.

Fortunately, Di Jiang and other Ancestral Witches have absorbed a lot of Karmic Merit power over the years and have become more advanced.

Even the eleven Ancestral Witches can demonstrate the power of the Dutian Twelve Divine Evil Formation.

Buzz~!

As a result, the shadow of a Pangu giant, which was no weaker than the golden body of Jie Yin Dharma Body, emerged from the void.

Holding a giant ax in his hand and a lotus on his head, he was shocked every time he stepped out of the mountains and rivers.

On the blade of the giant axe, the laws of earth, fire and feng shui are constantly flowing.

Those are the four most Yuanshi laws.

Evolve everything in the world.

At this moment, whether it is Demon Race, Witch Clan, Ming He or Prince of East, they have used all their cards.

Jie Yin and Zhǔntí just looked at everything in front of them without stopping.

"Hmph, you don't overestimate your capabilities. You think you can stop Saint with just two formations?

Today let’s see how I can kill you, you ants!”

Faced with Emperor Jun and Taiyi's constant provocations, Jie Yin and Zhǔntí have become really angry.

He secretly decided in his heart that this time he must wipe out the Witch Clan Demon Race, so as to strengthen the power of the West.

In recent years, too many monks in the Great Primordial have not taken the West seriously.

"Just use it as a stepping stone. After destroying your two clans, let's see who dares to provoke the West!"

A fierce flash flashed in Zhǔntí's eyes, and his murderous intention suddenly arose.

"witch!!!"

The phantom of Pangu transformed into the Dutian Twelve Gods Killing Formation suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, raising the giant ax high in his hand, and the momentum of Opening Heavens was ready.

This sound came from the void, penetrated through eternity, and cut through time and space.

The next moment.

Laws emerge on the ax blade.

The auras of the eleven Ancestral Witches standing within the shadow of the giant exploded, and the huge ax was swung down fiercely.

"Opening Heavens first momentum!"

A brush sound.

I saw the giant shadow holding a huge ax in his hand, swinging it down violently, like chopping firewood, and smashing it down.

But there were no wooden stakes in front of him, only the billion-foot golden Dharma Body transformed by Jie Yin and Zhǔntí.

The ax blade fell, and the law on it was like water flowing on the blade, turning into a ray of fluorescence, or it could be said that it was like a sword energy, slashing forward.

Wherever it passes, the void is shattered and time and space are stagnant.

Facing this attack, Jie Yin Zhǔntí slowly raised her hand.

The golden Dharma Body moved immediately, just like Jie Yin and Zhǔntí. The ten thousand characters on the handprint slowly rotated, and the supreme Buddhist ritual was projected out. Finally, it turned into a large golden character, which collided with the attack swung out by the phantom of the Pangu giant. Together.

"Bang~!"

There was a loud noise, and the heaven and earth suddenly shook, and time and space seemed to have stopped.

All the fairies paying attention to the battle here only felt a roar in their heads, and their consciousness fell into chaos.

When it reaches its extreme, the nerves actually slow down.

Everything around me seemed to be in slow motion.

Some fairies noticed in horror that just when the ax blade collided with the golden Buddhist ritual, a dazzling white light erupted.

At first, the white light was just a little bit, but as the friction between the two attacks became more intense, the white light seemed to be compressed to the extreme and exploded.

In an instant, white light enveloped the surroundings for hundreds of millions of miles.

All immortals, whether their consciousness or eyesight, fell into chaos and were only invisible.

Just the aftermath of the battle flattened countless mountains, and within hundreds of millions of miles, all mountains, rivers, and lakes were reduced to flat ground.

After a few breaths, the aftermath of the attack slowly subsided.

Countless fairies looked towards the battlefield again, but they all gasped.

I saw that where the two attacks had just collided, there was a huge pit with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles and a bottomless depth.

After the Pangu giant phantom launched this attack, it seemed that the follow-up was a little weak and did not continue to attack. On the other hand, Jie Yin and Zhǔntí's billions of Dharma Body golden bodies were still shining brightly, with compassionate looks on their faces, and their hands were already Begin to gather the second attack.

The golden glow falls.

Everything on the ground was dyed.

It's like the Heavenly Dao comes to the world to save all living beings.

But at this moment, the Demon Race, Witch Clan, Asura Clan, or the Immortals of the Immortal Alliance under this golden light do not feel this way.

This golden glow represents the same thing as murderous intent.

The more gorgeous the scene in front of them, the more intense the murderous thoughts in Jie Yin and Zhǔntí's hearts.

After all, the Dutian Twelve Gods Killing Formation is missing an Ancestral Witch, and there will always be some imperfections. For example, at this moment, if you want to mobilize the attack again, you have to do it by Di Jiang himself.

This will inevitably slow down the speed.

Before Pangu's giant shadow could raise its ax again, Jie Yin and Zhǔntí's attacks were already approaching.

"Hmph, a bunch of brainless guys dare to come to our west to provoke me. You all can stay here today.

First destroy your Witch Clan's Twelve Gods Formation, and later take down Demon Race, Asura Clan and East Sea Loose Immortal.

Now that I have come to the West, I don’t want to go back.

The sin of killing is too serious, but it needs to be tempered properly."

The two Saints sang in harmony.

In my mind, I have already divided up the belongings of the Witch Clan, Demon Race [Asura Clan, and the scattered immortals of the East Sea Immortal Alliance.

"Dreaming! Do you think my Witch Clan is so easy to cultivate?

Even if we blow ourselves up today, we will take the little guy back!

Even if you are Saint!"

Even though they were already at a disadvantage, none of the eleven Ancestral Witches or even some new Witchman lowered their heads or had any thoughts of fear.

However, this does not improve one's own strength.

No matter what, Ancestral Witch is indeed a little slower now. Before the Pangu giant shadow can take action, in the flash of light and stone, the handprint of the Buddha's golden body has already arrived in front of him.

And he took a fierce photo of the giant Pangu's shadow, where Di Jiang's forehead was.

The golden light turned into reality, and in the depth of the golden light, traces of black thunder could be vaguely seen.

Obviously this attack is not as gentle as it looks on the surface, but is extremely explosive.

Once this palm is struck, Di Jiang, who is in the giant shadow's forehead, will probably die.

And with the loss of one Ancestral Witch, the Dutian Twelve Divine Evil Formation was completely destroyed, and the remaining ten Ancestral Witches were not at their mercy.

All this happened so quickly that the Great Primordial sentient beings did not react at all.

By the time they reacted, Jie Yin and Zhǔntí's attacks were less than a hundred meters away from Di Jiang.

For Saint, this distance is no different than touching his forehead.

At this critical moment, a loud roar was heard from the direction of Demon Race.

"Don't even think about it!"

When the sound fell, countless fairies in the Great Primordial only heard a clear bird song, and the next moment the Great Sun Golden Wheel emerged from the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies.

The fire of the Sun burned the space, and the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly soared.

A law condensed by Chiyang arrived first, blocking Jie Yin and Zhǔntí's attacks.

boom!

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the space exploded.

Thick smoke obscured the view of the Great Primordial.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and all the fairies saw was the phantom of Pangu Giant. Although his breath was a little weakened, Di Jiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witch, was not seriously injured. He was just breathing heavily and some of his strength was exhausted. .

On the other hand, Jie Yin and Zhǔntí Buddha's golden hands were blocked, so the attack naturally came to nothing.

In the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies, Emperor Jun, Tai, Ming He, and Prince of East looked at Jie Yin Zhǔntí in front of them.

"As a Saint, you don't do anything for the benefit of all sentient beings, but you do things like chickens, dogs, and thieves all day long! It's really a disgrace to the Saint!"

In this case, we will do justice for heaven today!"

Although this is not what everyone really means, it does not prevent Emperor Jun from trying to pull the flag.

When Jie Yin and Zhǔntí heard this, they just sneered and didn't say much.

"Hmph, it's so fast. I'll see if you can still laugh later!"

Jie Yin and Zhǔntí are not in a hurry.

You must know that the Great Array of Revolving Starry Skies and the Dutian Twelve Gods Killing Array were constructed by the four major races, and consume a huge amount of mana every moment.

Looking back on myself, as the Saint of Heaven and Earth, my magic power is unlimited, as long as I am always in the peak state.

In this way, even dragging them can drag them to death.

But Jie Yin and Zhǔntí don’t want this.

If the fight against the Witch Clan Demon Race has to be delayed, then the Great Primordial will be even more of a joke to these two Saints.

"Junior brother, stop hiding your clumsiness. Since these guys don't know what's good and what's good, let's teach them a lesson."

"Senior brother is absolutely right. If this is the case, then let them see why they say that all Saints are ants!"

Jie Yin and Zhǔntí had sneers on their faces, and the next moment Zhǔntí raised his hand slightly.

The movements were gentle and slow, but for some unknown reason, an extremely depressing aura arose between heaven and earth, making all the fairies feel uneasy.

It seems that some huge disaster is about to happen.

Right now.

I don't know which fairy suddenly spoke.

"."Wait! What do you think that is above?"

Many fairies heard the sound and looked up, only to see a flash of golden light in the sky. Then this golden light continued to magnify from far to near in the sight of all the fairies [and eventually turned into a huge Buddha World.

The handprints are all golden and you can tell from his body shape and size that they are definitely no less than ten thousand feet tall.

Upon learning of this situation, all the immortals suddenly gasped.

"This is the power of Saint!"

With one palm, it covered thousands of miles, turned into a huge mountain, and crashed down!

Except for Saint, Hui has such means.

In an instant, the fairy spirit born near the west reacted with excitement.

"Run away! Don't be affected by the aftermath!"

If the phantom of the giant Witch Clan Pangu collided with the phantom of the Buddha, some powerful fairy spirits with relatively good cultivation levels could still withstand it.

At this moment, the golden Buddha's handprint was knocked off, which was definitely something he couldn't resist.

Even if it is the aftermath of the attack, if it is touched, it may end up being seriously injured.

That's all it has to be

The treatment that only top experts can get, once the cultivation level is a little weaker, it is not impossible to die on the spot.

This is the power of Saint.

This is the terror of Saint. He can change the world just by talking and laughing, and he can kill people in an instant.

The Wall of the Saint was completely unexpected in Witch Clan Demon Race.

"Emperor Jun! Ming He! Prince of East! Join forces together!"

Facing Jie Yin and Zhǔntí Di Jiang, I also knew that it was not when there was a gap.

You can't resist Jie Yin and Zhǔntí's attack on your own.

Right now, joining forces is the best option.

Jie Yin and Zhǔntí also heard Di Jiang's words, but they sneered indifferently.

"What can we do if we work together? Do you think we can resist Saint if we work together? You are naive."

Jie Yin and Zhǔntí are so arrogant that they regard the Four Clans and Demon Race as ants.

"Okay! Join forces to resist!"

Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Ming He, and Prince of East naturally have no reason to refuse.

At this moment, they and the Witch Clan are just grasshoppers tied on a rope. If something happens, the consequences can be imagined.

(Zhao Haohao) The death of Witch Clan means that Demon Race will follow in its footsteps. This is undisputed.

boom!

The attacks collide.

The lines of the two large formations are constantly flashing, proving that the monks from several races are constantly pouring mana into the formations.

Although most of these monks did not reach Taiyi, they did not even reach Jinxian.

But little things add up, and with the continuous injection of some mana, the golden handprints of Jie Yin and Zhǔntí were actually stopped.

Several powerful men couldn't help but feel relieved.

However, looking at Jie Yin and Zhǔntí, they were not moved at all when faced with the scene in front of them.

"Haha, it's just a handprint, but I'm so happy.

Let’s see how you respond next!”

Jie Yin and Zhǔntí suddenly felt guilty.

The next moment, his palm waved again, and vertical mountain-like golden handprints fell downwards.

At this time, both Witch Clan and Demon Race felt so insignificant.

Just resisting a hand seal has already consumed a lot of mana. If he were to do this again now, the consequences would be disastrous.

And just when the Demon Race Witch Clan was about to lose, suddenly a sword intent passed by from nowhere and seemed to be transmitted from the void.

The sword's intention is to destroy everything.

Boom!

After colliding with those golden handprints, the seemingly powerful golden handprints disappeared.

The Great Primordial was left looking horrified.

"Jie Yin, Zhǔntí, you are so brave!

How dare you take advantage of the retreat in Kiribon Palace to attack the little guy!

If you don't give me an explanation, then don't blame me for being rude to you, the West!"

At some point, Nuwa, Tongtian, Lao'zi, and Hongyun were already standing not far from Jie Yin and Zhǔntí.

As for where the sword intention just came from, you don't need to think about it. It must have been swung by Tongtian, who mainly practiced swordsmanship.