The puppet production of Pangu is of course different from the puppet production in the rivers and lakes of this world.

He used a secret method to use a method of "energy pouring".

It can be said that every puppet he makes can use the power of the current realm level.

For example, now that all the realms are suppressed at the tenth layer, then the attack of these puppets is the attack of the tenth layer.

This is equivalent to the fact that every puppet is a legendary warrior in the world.

However, because of the particularity and plasticity of the puppet body, Pangu even used his imagination to "assemble" some puppets to create the effect of "Dharma Body".

And this is the thirteen witch puppets who are covered by black cloth and imprisoned in iron cages.

These thirteen witch puppets are not ordinary law bodies, although they are not as overwhelming as the bad omen in the fire tribulation, but they are by no means comparable to ordinary law bodies.

You must know that the bad omen is overwhelmed for a while, that is, it is just a fire disaster...

This witch puppet is extremely powerful in every realm.

They... is alive.

Alive, in a very special way.

Their power is appalling.

Especially now...

In this era when there is no eleven realm dharma body, the horror of the witch puppet is even more reflected.

However, Pangu is very peaceful, as the master of the Eternal Life Pavilion, he usually conducts some research in a low-key manner in a friendly manner, even if he encounters strange things such as traversers in his previous life, he will communicate with them very kindly.

Even before the dissection, I would give those who traveled through a cup of coffee and talk about the scenery and culture of my hometown by the way.

He doesn't like to show what he has.

However, his background is rich.

He doesn't care about the general trend.

I just like to do research everywhere...

Otherwise, if he was on Xia Ji at the beginning, it is really hard to say whether there is Xia Ji now.

Xia Ji is really lucky.

At the beginning, he was quietly protected by Su Tian, and he has only been protecting him for decades.

After that, the traversers invaded, and the ancestors were summoned.

Otherwise, even in the late stage of the fire tribulation, Xia Ji's own strength is strong and terrifying, plus the body of the Black Emperor, for an existence like Pangu, the outcome is really unpredictable.

At this time, Pangu had already poured all his strength and calculations on the head of the Heavenly Dao.

He worked day and night on the puppets, and only stopped when a full team of 200 puppets and a million puppets were formed.

At this time, it is the beginning of spring, and the rivers are thawing.

The situation in the world is chaotic, and the five major families are competing for the "corner land".

The place of "Tianyuan" is Pangu, White Candle, and Taishang against Tiandao, Lao Wu, and the entire Wu family.

This can be said to be divided into two major battlefields.

The "corner land" is fighting for the general trend, encroaching on each other, the forces of demons, Buddhas and demons, the dogs and teeth are intertwined, the situation is extremely complicated, and every place is like a bomb planted, which may trigger a series of battles at any time, unprecedentedly cruel, and endless.

The "Land of Tianyuan" is fighting for square inches and beheading.

Pangu, to behead the head of the Heavenly Dao.

He finished his "work", walked to the front of the mountainside, watched the spring rain continue, and raised his head and took a deep breath.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the endless sounds of fighting and shouting seemed to rise in my mind.

He has lived for far more than 10,000 years, and he has also seen one after another talents and arrogant, amazing, and extremely lucky, and has seen those powers fly to the lonely and dead universe, and the galaxy is cold and windy, and it is gone forever.

Even a person as rational and calm as Pangu couldn't help but be a little distracted when he thought of this.

You know, many of those powers are his friends,

There are also his former relatives, people who can make him willing to die for them.

Those people are dead.

Pangu knew that those people had become part of the Black Tide, fatally haunting the world in the infinite deep and cold galaxy, circling the world again and again.

His thoughts flickered, and he stretched out his big hand, his five fingers spread out, facing the sky.

The spring rain just "ticked and ticked" between the textures of the palms, like tears flowing.

Past, thousands of years, 10,000 years, 100,000 years, millions of years... It's all like a dream.

Many things seem to be still vivid, and many people seem to be still in front of them.

Pangu closed his eyes.

Syllable!!

The five fingers clenched suddenly, pinching and bursting the spring rain and air in front of him.

The mountain-like man's eyes flashed with endless madness, and the corners of his lips pulled a bit of hideous arc:

"Heavenly Dao, it's time to settle the general ledger. ”

...

...

The white candle is too high.

Taishang was still drinking more hot water, and glanced sideways at the white candle.

Both of them are actually not weak, nor are they stupid, they are both the kind of beings who can control the overall situation, manipulate all parties, and hide behind the scenes.

This can be seen from the previous life, tracking for tens of thousands of miles, single-handedly tracking Xia Ji and Xiao Su in the Western Fire Domain, and then seriously injuring the two in front of Mirage.

However... Pangu is too assertive and reliable.

The two of them found that as long as they followed Pangu, they could lose their brains, after all, a small group had too many bad brains.

Pangu has enough brains, and with the addition of the two of them, it is completely confusing.

Therefore, Bai Candle and Taishang, who are obviously very strong, behave like two cute girls at this time.

Taishang is still drinking hot water, giving full play to the characteristics of an ancestor who has lived for many, many years - easy to be in a daze.

It's probably been a long time since I was in a daze.

White Candle said: "It's time to go." ”

Taishang let out an "oh", she put down the teacup, and then put down the white veil lifted from the head cover, covering her face.

Taishang asked, "Is someone from the Wu family coming out?"

White Candle said: "No, we are going to prepare to go in." ”

"Go in ......"

Taishang's reflex arc reacted for a while, and it was still reacting.

However, this reaction is no longer in a daze.

She just remembered the teacher.

Why did she inherit the name of teacher?

The teacher's name is Hedao, but he actually died in battle.

Inheriting his name, of course, it is also necessary to follow in his footsteps, go to the same place, and face the same existence-Heavenly Dao.

Bai Candle looked at her in a daze for too long, and asked again: "What's wrong, is it in a bad state?"

Taishang's eyes regained clarity, and suddenly she felt a little blocked in her chest and her eyes were a little wet.

Bai Zhu said: "If the state is good, you adjust it as soon as possible, Pangu is calculating the time and planning the timing of the attack." ”

Taishang said a little dumbfounded: "It's not bad, I..."

"Let's go. ”

"Hmm. ”

Taishang followed the white candle to the exit of the mountainside, and these two were super partners.

Taishang's attack, the assistance of the white candle, the two of them together, can play with an unknown number of flowers.

Rustle~~~

The spring rain of Tianyun Mountain is endless, like the cold of death, melting and freezing, and the resentful souls in the sky.

Pangu seemed to have finished thinking, he looked at the sky was about to darken, and the weather in the small world was actually the same as the weather in the outside world, so tonight was a stormy night, and it was also the time to attack.

A team of puppets walked out of the belly of the mountain.

If you look down from a high place, you can see one silent army after another, heading towards the most misty depths of Tianyun Mountain.

Go, against the sky!

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