"Meet the Hongjun Saint!"

Seeing the arrival of Hongjun, the demon emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi seemed to see a savior, their eyes flashed with fine light, and they paid their respects excitedly.

At the critical moment, Hongjun appeared to stop fighting.

His words were very plain, but without the slightest explanation, extremely domineering and strong.

Now, the demon clan's qi is not exhausted, and more importantly, the victory of the Wu clan is not in line with the general trend of heaven and earth, so Hongjun must intervene.

The twelve ancestral witches all frowned.

At this time, Pangu's true body dissipated, and Houtu took the lead in withdrawing mana.

She listened to the sermon twice in Zixiao Palace, and although she had gained limited information, she had a deep understanding of the horror of the Hongjun Sage, so she did not dare to disobey it.

"Meet the Hongjun Saint!"

Whoa......

The Kunpeng Demon Master, the Eight Great Demon Gods and many demon clans all knelt down and respected.

Only the Wu clan stands between heaven and earth, and they are not interested in the Hongjun saint.

The Wu clan respects Pangu Father God, and the only one who respects Pangu Father God the most is Pangu Father God.

They do not bow down to the heavens, do not worship the earth, but only respect Pangu the Father.

Seeing this scene, the grumpy Fire God Zhu Rong was suddenly a little unhappy, their Wu clan had worked a lot to get such a victory, and naturally they didn't want to be stopped by Hongjun in a few words.

"Hongjun Sage, I Zhu Rong is not convinced, our Wu clan is the essence and blood of Pangu's father, worthy of the name Pangu Authentic Sect, should be in charge of the desolate world, this is the general trend, why do you want to favor one over the other, help the demon clan. ”

"Zhu Rong, no!" Seeing this, Di Jiang, the eldest brother of the Wu clan, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly stopped it.

But the fire god Zhu Rong had already blurted out.

At the same time, high in the air, Hongjun suddenly shot out and threw a big palm towards Zhu Ronggai.

That big palm is all-encompassing, including mountains and rivers, insects, fish, birds and beasts, forests and land, etc., as if a real world, falling from the sky and overwhelming everything.

is so powerful, it is not overwhelmed by the Pangu true body of Fang Cai, it is extremely terrifying.

After all, Hongjun is already in line with the Heavenly Dao, and with the help of the power of the Desolate Heavenly Dao, it is terrifying to the point of being irreparable.

Feeling such a terrifying might, the fire god Zhu Rong was horrified.

He tried his best and tried all his means, but he was also invincible to the giant palm, and was immediately slapped to the ground, seriously injured and dying, dying.

"Now, are you convinced?"

Hongjun Sage spoke indifferently, he was condescending and invincible.

The fire god Zhu Rong had cold sweat on his forehead, and he was silent like a cicada, and he didn't say a word.

The heavens and the earth were silent in an instant, as silent as death.

Under the saints, there are ants, and many creatures who witnessed this scene deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.

The fire god Zhu Rong has reached the realm of the late stage of the quasi-saint, but in the face of the Hongjun saint, he is really like an ant, vulnerable to a blow, and has no power to parry.

"When you are scattered, you shall not go to war for thirty thousand years. If you disobey, you will be wiped out!"

Hongjun spoke indifferently again.

This time, his words were intimidating.

Even if they were unwilling, the Wu clan had to stop there.

Immediately afterwards, the Twelve Ancestors took the Wu Clan's sons and returned to the Nether Buzhou Mountain.

Zhou Shan had already expected this scene.

Hongjun has become the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao and has become the puppet of the Heavenly Dao, and everything is naturally served by the Heavenly Dao.

Whether it is the witch clan or the demon clan, they are not the protagonists of the desolate world.

The general trend of the flood famine is to make them lose both, withdraw from the historical stage of the flood famine, and can only survive, and never allow either side to win.

Looking at the back of the twelve ancestral witches leaving, the Demon Emperor Jun stood up, clenched his fists, and almost crushed his teeth.

He swore fiercely in his heart that one day, he would pay a heavy price for the blood debt of the Wu clan in order to avenge today's revenge.

At the same time, Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

Seeing such a result, Hongyun Lao Dao couldn't help but be worried.

I thought that the demon emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi would be eliminated by the twelve ancestors, but they didn't want to be stopped by the Hongjun sage.

In this way, I am afraid that one day, these two flat-haired beasts will not die, make a comeback, and rob him of his Hongmeng purple qi.

"Red Cloud, go, go to Buzhou Mountain. In the entire desolate world, I'm afraid that only the gods of the mountains can protect you and me. Zhen Yuanzi immediately proposed.

Hongyun Lao Dao couldn't help frowning, "Zhenyuan, weren't you afraid that Zhou Shan Daoyou would have bad intentions?"

"Hey, this time and that time, now, such a long time has passed, if Zhoushan Daoyou wants to take away Hongmeng's purple qi, where is the share of those two flat-haired beasts? I blamed Zhoushan Daoyou in the first place, I have to apologize to him!"

After that, Zhen Yuanzi took the lead out of Wuzhuang Temple and went straight to Buzhou Mountain.

Hongyun Lao Dao smiled and followed closely.

I don't know how long it took, but the two gradually approached Buzhou Mountain.

Shout!

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.

As the two of them were walking, a blood-red light suddenly flashed out of the slanted fork, containing a strong killing aura, sharp and terrifying.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Lao Dao both had their hearts jumping, and they hurriedly dodged under their instinctive reaction.

At the last moment, they almost avoided it, but they had palpitations for a while.

It was a blood-red sword light, and it was extremely powerful, and if it was slashed at them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Who's sneaking up on you from behind?"

Zhen Yuanzi shouted, and both of them cheered up and became vigilant as never before.

Turning around, a blood-red figure came into view.

The other party was shrouded in a blood-red mist, like a ghost, accompanied by gusts of yin wind, and faintly there was a ghost crying wolf howl, which made people feel creepy.

"It's my Styx Ancestor!" the blood-red figure spoke grimly, and the voice was chilling as if it had been squeezed out of between its teeth.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Lao Dao glanced at each other, and they both noticed the look of panic in each other's eyes.

This Styx Ancestor is very big, no less than the Demon Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

At the beginning, the Pangu Great God Force split three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, and during the battle, a cloud of dirty blood fell, and the endless bloody qi was fused to form a netherworld blood sea.

This Styx Ancestor was born in the Netherworld Blood Sea, he started as a placenta, but over time, he gradually grew up and eventually took shape.

As soon as he was born, he embraced Yuan Tu and two swords.

These two swords are the best innate spirit treasures, and because they were bred in the netherworld blood sea, there is endless blood and evil qi on them, which is the heavenly way to kill the spirit treasure, and killing people can not be touched by cause and effect.

In addition, the Styx Ancestor also has twelve karmic fire red lotuses, and there are 480 million blood god sons condensed, known as the sea of blood is not dry, the Styx is immortal, and the end is terrifying.

Even the Demon Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi didn't dare to provoke easily, and now they don't want to, this Styx Ancestor actually carried out a sneak attack behind his back.

Suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Lao Dao had cold hairs all over their bodies, and they had an extremely bad premonition.

At this moment, a hearty laughter suddenly came out, "Styx, you don't stay in the sea of blood, what are you doing here without going around the mountain?"