The young man sneered, looking at the ancient mountains in front of him, and kept climbing upward.

The blood color is like a waterfall, and when he got to it, the young man even sacrificed a jade plate, and the crystal light sprinkled down, clear and transparent, but it was like a boundless galaxy, with incredible magical power.

It's close.

Countless eyes converged, it was an ancient Chaos Demon God, it was impossible for them not to know what this bold Rahu in front of them wanted to do.

This is cutting off Pangu's chance to become enlightened!

This is to break all of Pangu's back hands, and all the means of Pangu since the beginning of the world are inseparable from these twelve demon gods.

Everyone was silent, even if they raised their eyebrows, time and many other powerful demon gods who were strong enough to compete with Pangu, they didn't say that they could bear such cause and effect.

Risking the disapproval of the world, he walked towards the mountains of Buzhou Mountain.

There, there is a huge ancestral witch hall.

It is rumored that the ancestral witch hall is the heart of Pangu, with supreme power, covered by ancient lines, and this is the last hole card left by Pangu.

The young man continued to sneer, dressed in black, like a black night.

The twelve turbid qi were like heavenly pillars, lying above the ancestral witch hall, where each turbid qi had the flesh law of a Chaos Demon God, even if it was not complete, it could make Pangu's essence blood recondense his figure.

The unity of these twelve demon gods is almost no different from the method of Na Hongjun beheading three corpses to preach the Tao.

In the ancestral witch hall, there were bursts of extremely ancient voices, it was an invisible Dao rhyme, it was Pangu who was warming those essence blood and turbidity.

Rahu grabbed his hand, turned into a huge black palm, and grabbed it towards a turbid air.

It worked?

Almost without the slightest resistance, a figure was caught in Luo Hu's hands.

At this moment, every Chaos Demon God gasped, so easy?

Apparently impossible!

Everyone looked nervously inside.

The ancestor who was just born was only a cultivator of the Golden Immortals, and for Luo Hu, who was already a big Luo, there was no resistance at all.

A black fire emanated from Luo Hu's hand, and the ancestral witch suddenly let out a penetrating scream, and soon, it was absorbed by Luo Hu, and the momentum on Luo Hu's body increased by another point.

But soon, Rahu's face changed, and in the original position of the ancestral witch, another essence blood appeared, which continued to be conceived in the turbid air.

It can't be said that what he just refined is fake, maybe, it's just a bait!

Thinking of this, Rahu suddenly felt a bad feeling, and his figure suddenly retreated.

A giant axe phantom quickly formed, slashing towards Rahu, Rahu's body shook, he felt, no matter what, he couldn't avoid this giant axe, this was an intuition.

The boundless evil aura of the giant axe carrier slashed over, fierce and domineering, and interpreted the avenue of power to the fullest.

The boundless killing machine locked Rahu firmly, as if the next moment it was going to tear him apart.

Luo Hu's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he felt that even in his heyday, it was difficult to resist the attack of Pangu's obsession, which had completely made him unavoidable.

……

Su Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, "Give me the Chaos Clock." ”

Taiyi on the side hurriedly untied a small bell from his waist and handed it to Su Yang.

He didn't ask Su Yang what he wanted to do, but the picture in front of him told him that Pangu's obsession had the tremendous power to destroy the flood wilderness.

Just when Rahu was about to go all out and sublimate to the extreme, a long bell rang, as if it had crossed the eternal time and space, and everything in the desolation seemed to have a freeze frame in an instant.

And the sharp blade of the giant axe shattered in an instant, and a voice reached Rahu's ears, "You continue to refine, don't worry about it." ”

Rahu frowned, glanced at Sun Star, nodded slightly, and continued to grab the other essence blood.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen figures to be received by Luo Hu into the bowl, and he glanced at the Ancestral Witch Hall with a little fear, turned around and left quickly.

Su Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed lightly, in fact, his idea was that if there was any more movement in the Ancestral Witch Palace, then he could use this reason to shatter the Ancestral Witch Palace.

It's not that he and Pangu have any deep hatred, but the luck of the world can't be shared with the Wu clan!

The luck in the desolation is different from other worlds, there has never been an eternal child of luck, how difficult is it to completely control the luck?

The Wu clan is immortal, how can it be said that it is possible to control the luck.

It's just that the Heavenly Dao cycle, Pangu also sensed something, and didn't make any more moves at all.

If he makes another move, he will fall behind, but it doesn't matter, Su Yang has time to play with Pangu.

"This is the Ancestral Witch Palace." Di Jun on the side whispered.

In his inheritance memory, there is naturally the memory of the Ancestral Witch Palace, which is the heart of the father of the entire desolate land, and now, an attack that is enough to destroy the world was broken by Su Yang's fingers, and the two of them feel super exciting when they think about it.

That's Pangu.

How powerful an attack is!

"The two of you have been cultivating for a long time, this world has become a game of chess, if you want not to be used as a chess piece, you must have a way to become holy." Su Yang said slowly.

"Sanctification?" The two exclaimed, a look of disbelief flashing in their eyes.

Su Yang stopped talking and handed the Chaos Bell to Taiyi.

......

On the boundless East China Sea, a small island floats above, a hollow willow tree goes straight to the sky, countless chaotic auspicious clouds linger, like a miracle, on the other side, it is a three-legged body with square ears, carved with flowers, birds, insects and fish above, there are sun, moon and stars, hanging down the Xuanhuang gas, and below, it is a Taoist in Tsing Yi.

"Isn't this old golden crow enlightened, why is he still on the same page with this Pangu, don't you want Pangu to become enlightened?" The Qiankun Demon God looked at the sun star and said slowly.

"Shen Yan, you are not ignorant of the methods of this old golden crow, the only one who has attained enlightenment in the chaos, although now you can no longer look down on the flood famine." After that, he paused, "But his descendants need it, as for the descendants of Pangu, hehe, Lao Jinwu allowed him to become enlightened in Pangu, but it was definitely not at this time to become enlightened!" ”

"What do you say?" The Qiankun Demon God frowned.

"The old golden crow wants to pave the way for future generations, if Pangu wants to become enlightened at this time, he must gather the luck of the wilderness, don't think about it, and he also wants his descendants to fight, but what about the descendants of the old golden crow?"

"Pangu is dead, but the old golden crow is not dead, and he is free!"

The Qiankun Demon God hissed, "The Killing Demon God, that is, Rahu, hasn't it also become a pawn in his hands?" ”

"No, we're all pawns, see how he uses it." There was also unwillingness in his raised eyebrows.

(End of chapter)