Chapter 885: The Great Battle in Front of Pangu Palace
"The three innate clans have formed an alliance with the Wu clan, how are you going to deal with it?" Luo Hu, who was standing on the top of Mount Meru in black, looked in the direction of Yujing Mountain, with a sneer on his face.
Among the Chaos Demon Gods, Hongjun is the most insidious and the most calculating.
The Wu clan was supposed to be born together with the three Qings, but it was banned until now, just to provoke the contradiction between the Wu clan and the innate three clans, forming a new catastrophe of heaven and earth.
Only in the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth can there be enough merit for the quasi-saint peak to break through the mixed element.
In the same way, only the new Heaven and Earth Tribulation can allow the Four Swords of Zhuxian to absorb enough Tribulation Qi to complete the transformation.
But now that the heavens are in chaos, and the Wu clan has formed an alliance with the three innate clans, it means that Hongjun's original plan has completely failed.
If Hongjun doesn't have a new plan, he'll have to act on his own.
Zhao Wen sat quietly outside the Pangu Palace, and a group of Wu children frolicked beside Zhao Wen.
Looking at the strange-looking children around him, Zhao Wen looked into the distance.
Demon Ancestor Rahu is in Sumeru Mountain, Hongjun Ancestor Yujing Mountain, Yin Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, and Yang Mei Daxian are where he doesn't know.
But the problem is that both Mount Yujing and Mount Meru are hidden in the void, and he doesn't know the specific location.
Hou Yi glanced at Zhao Wen carefully, this big brother who looked similar to him liked to sit in the middle of a group of children, but never spoke.
However, he knew that this big brother was very important to the Wu clan, and even the Twelve Ancestral Witches attached great importance to it.
The space in front of him fluctuated, and fifteen figures seemed to walk out of the space directly and appeared in front of Zhao Wen.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Patriarchs all looked depressed, and they searched for several years, but they did not find a trace of the Chaos Demon God.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, I'm afraid they would all think that the Chaos Demon God was just a legend, and it didn't appear in the desolate world at all.
"Bang!" The space in the distance seemed to crack, and a giant dragon tens of thousands of feet long fell down heavily and landed in front of the Wu tribe, causing a group of Wu tribes to scream.
"Black Dragon Aotian!" The ancestral dragon roared angrily, and it had already appeared in the position where the space above was cracked, and the twelve ancestral witches and the other two patriarchs appeared at the same time, staring at the position just now.
But as if everything was a phantom, the space in front of him did not change at all, and no other breath was sensed.
Looking at the huge body of the black dragon below, everyone's faces were extremely ugly.
If it weren't for the ancestral dragon being here today, and the black dragon suddenly fell, it would definitely become the food of the Wu clan, and there would definitely be a conflict between the dragon clan and the Wu clan at that time.
"We can't continue to search, we will never be able to detect a quasi-saint peak that we want to hide!" Zu Qilin said with great certainty.
For such a long time, I have searched the entire flood wilderness, but I have not found anything, which shows that people don't want to see themselves at all, and it also shows the difference in strength between the two sides.
Keep looking, and there will be no difference from now.
"Cultivation, we must cultivate, they have no potential, unless the flood and desolation change greatly, otherwise it will never be possible to break through the mixed element, but we still have enough room to grow!"
Zu Feng's face was resolute: "When everyone breaks through the middle stage of the quasi-saint, I don't believe it, and I can't find them yet!" ”
"A group of ants also want to defy the sky?" A voice that seemed to smell of blood appeared.
"Whew!" The ancestral dragon roared angrily, and it had already appeared hundreds of thousands of zhang long in its original form, and grabbed towards the black-clothed quasi-saint who suddenly appeared.
"Die!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches are like giants standing up to the sky, and the twelve laws completely envelop the black-clothed quasi-saints.
And Zu Qilin and Zu Feng attacked straight from the upper and lower directions, but in an instant, the surrounding space had been shattered into countless pieces.
Zhao Wen sent all the Wu clans into the Pangu Hall as quickly as possible, and in order to avoid suspicion, he stood at the door of the Pangu Hall and looked at the sky.
The power of destruction completely enveloped the Pangu Palace, and the black dragon's huge body was visibly reduced to nothingness.
Huge shockwaves continued to fly around, and each shockwave made the entire flood tremble slightly.
But all the power was blocked out by the Pangu Temple.
One by one, the Wu clan looked at Zhao Wen with a grateful face, in the face of such a force, if Zhao Wen slowed down a little just now, the entire Wu clan would not have survived except for the twelve ancestral witches.
Zhao Wen's brows were furrowed, his face became more and more ugly, and the fifteen quasi-saints were completely at a disadvantage in the face of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and they could only passively defend.
This time, Demon Ancestor Luo Hu did not take out the four swords of Zhuxian, and only responded with the law of destruction, but still suppressed the twelve ancestral witches and the three patriarchs.
Demon Ancestor Luo Hu has such strength, Hongjun Ancestor, Yin Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, Yang Mei Daxian are also quasi-saint peaks, and they must also have such strength.
"The water in the desolate world is too deep!" Zhao Wen muttered to himself in his heart.
He didn't think that the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Innate Three Clans would be able to break through to the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint in a short period of time.
In Zhao Wen's opinion, instead of expecting these people, he should also look forward to Pangu Sanqing to see when he will break through the quasi-saint realm.
One offense and one defense, two innate treasures, congenital undefeated.
I'm afraid that only after the breakthrough of Pangu Sanqing will they be able to take advantage of such a battle.
"Why hasn't Sanqing come yet?" The scarred ancestral dragon roared in rage.
Under the powerful law of destruction, the huge body of the ancestral dragon was almost like a target, but without the need to fight in the original form, the combat power of the innate Dao body was at least half weaker.
In the face of a quasi-saint peak, if you dare not go all out, it is simply looking for death.
"Could it be that Sanqing deceived us?" Gonggong roared, the body of 10,000 zhang was broken everywhere, if it weren't for the tenacious vitality of the Wu Clan, such injuries would be exchanged for others, let alone continue to fight, whether they could survive or not was two words.
At the time of the alliance, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the three innate clans all went to Sanqing, and Sanqing also promised that as long as there was a battle, Sanqing would definitely support.
But now, the two sides are fighting upside down, and I am afraid that there will be no life around the Pangu Hall for a long time, and even the leylines have been shattered.
If the Wu clan can survive this catastrophe, they will also need to move out of the place where they were born.
Hearing the roar above, Zhao Wen's eyes brought out doubts, Sanqing would never be so unwise.
But why hasn't it appeared yet!
"Buzz!"
A huge pagoda phantom appeared, protecting the three patriarchs and the twelve ancestors at the same time, Lao Tzu beckoned gently, and the chaos bell in Tongtian's hand slammed straight towards Rahu.
"You broke through the quasi-saint realm?"
Luo Hu spoke for the first time after he appeared, and looked at Sanqing with a little surprise on his face.
If he is not mistaken, Sanqing was more ruthlessly pitted by Hongjun, and there should be no chance to grow up in a short period of time.
But now, Lao Tzu has obviously broken through the quasi-saint realm.
The three are one, and the other two will definitely break through in the near future.
Although Sanqing will not be regarded as a threat, it is more or less a small trouble when combined with the pile of ants in front of him.
"Give Sanqing a face, spare you and wait today!" Glancing at the twelve ancestral witches, it was these twelve barbarians who were bent on snatching the Zhuxian Sword from their hands.
If it weren't for the protection of Pangu Kaitian's merits, he would have killed all these twelve barbarians a long time ago.
Thinking about it today, it is enough for them to know the gap between them.
Completely ignoring the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Innate Patriarchs, and also ignoring the Chaos Bell that had collided with him, Rahu stepped out, as if he had merged into the space, and disappeared in an instant.
"Instead of looking everywhere, it's better to improve your own strength, if we all break through the middle stage of the quasi-saint, why not be afraid of a group of axe horrors!" Lao Tzu looked at the disabled Twelve Ancestral Witches and the three patriarchs, sighed softly and admonished.
If it weren't for these people who caused the trouble, why did he bring his two younger brothers in retreat to the rescue?
Of course, more importantly, before Sanqing grew up, these people were able to distract the mind of the Chaos Demon God and give Sanqing enough time to grow.
As one of the Pangu Three Qings, Lao Tzu has always believed in himself, if he was not born too late, the desolate world should be respected by the Three Qings.
"Why didn't the rest show up?" Zhao Wen asked secretly in his heart.
The three innate clans and the Wu clan are so obviously targeting a few quasi-saint peaks, if they are replaced by themselves, they will all have to be defeated.
But now, only Rahu appeared, and he generally appeared for a while, and Sanqing left immediately after appearing, which is unreasonable.
"They have scruples!" A thought jumped out in an instant, and Zhao Wen's eyes lit up, he now wanted to know what these peak powerhouses were afraid of.
From the bottom of his heart, he also hoped that the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Innate Three Clans would have more time to grow.
But it is necessary to find out the cause, not to rely on other people's scruples.
"What are the top powerhouses such as Demon Ancestor Luohu, Hongjun Ancestor, Yin Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, and Yang Mei Daxian afraid of?"
"Or, what do the three innate clans and the Wu clan have in common!"
One reason after another flashed through Zhao Wen's mind.
"Merit, the three innate clans and the Wu clan all have merit, they are concerned about the karma after killing, these people have contradictions with each other, the biggest opponent is not the congenital three clans and the twelve ancestral witches, but each other!"
"As long as they are one step behind others, they will die, and this is their biggest scruples!"
Knowing the reason, Zhao Wen suddenly made up his mind that in a short period of time, at least before he left, the Wu clan and the innate three clans still had a chance to grow.
Seize the opportunity, it is not necessarily impossible to kill one.
"For the sake of the innate treasure, even if you take a little risk, it's not unacceptable!" Determination flashed in Zhao Wen's eyes.
Seeing that Sanqing and the others above had fallen to the ground, Zhao Wen stepped out and came to Sanqing: "Disciple Zhao Wen visits the master and uncle!" ”
"Get up, your strength has improved rapidly recently, and it seems that you are still comfortable outside!" Seeing that Zhao Wen's strength had greatly improved, Tongtian suddenly laughed, this is a disciple who was taught by himself, and his strength is high, and his face is bright.
"Good luck disciple!"
The body of a golden dragon, plus the remnants of the bones here of the Wu Clan, the stubble of spirit fruits in the herbal classics grows one after another, all of which were filled by Zhao Wen into his Daluo world, in terms of energy accumulation, no one in the wilderness can compare with Zhao Wen in speed.
However, there are outsiders, this naturally can't be said, Sanqing has reached its peak, and there is only a trace of understanding, but the three innate clans and the twelve ancestors have just broken through for a short time, but when they need energy the most.
Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi also looked at Zhao Wen with an approving face, now that the three Qings are one, there is no difference between Tongtian's disciples and his own disciples, not to mention that Zhao Wen also has the Daluo realm, and some monks of the same generation as himself are just such a realm.
The three clears are one, and Lao Tzu breaks through, which means that Yuan Shi and Tongtian are also about to break through, so naturally they will not stay longer, and after instructing Zhao Wen a few words, he left abruptly.
Zu Long, Zu Feng, and Zu Qilin glanced at each other, sighed, and left as well.
The fifteen quasi-saints were not opponents of others in the early stage, and obviously, they did not plan to kill themselves now, and naturally they did not have the intention of gathering together to continue searching.
What the three patriarchs are most anxious about now is the improvement of their own strength.
Sanqing is about to break through the quasi-saint, just now people teasing the general shot, he can't deal with it, from the other party's attitude, it can be seen that compared to his fifteen quasi-saints, the other party is obviously more scruples about Sanqing.
One attack and one defense of two innate treasures, so that Sanqing is invincible, if you don't improve your strength, wait for Sanqing to break through, how to raise your head in front of Sanqing and speak.
Naturally, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were the same, and they scattered with fire in their eyes one by one.
Unlike the innate three clans that need to be perceived to break through their strength, the Wu clan needs a lot of nutrients to break through, and there are opponents with sufficient strength.
The battle between the ancestors and witches is enough to hone themselves, but the nutrients need to be found from the outside.
This time the ancestral witch leaves, and the subordinate races of the three innate races will inevitably be a mess of chickens and dogs.
But with the arrogance of Wu Zu, Sanqing, who is also a descendant of Pangu, can take a high look, as for the innate three clans, they are just a group of food, how can they care about the other party's opinion.
Being able to not kill the innate three clans is already magnanimous for the Wu Ancestor.
Zhao Wen flew in a straight line towards the west with a leisurely face.
His goal is the East-West Junction.
This place is often ignored by the Honghuang monks, and no one knows that there is not only Zhen Yuanzi, the peak quasi-saint of the future Honghuang, but also the Hongyun Ancestor who advances and retreats with Zhen Yuanzi.
But everyone completely forgot that the cave where the lamp was lit was also at the junction of the East and the West.
When Hongjun preached, the lamp was only in the realm of Daluo, and now it is the period of the three innate tribes, and at most there is only the realm of Taiyi.
For the Dao heart of the lamp, although he sighed but didn't care, what he really cared about was that Hongmeng measured the sky and the lamp, and the ground lamp among the three lamps of heaven, earth and man was the companion of the lamp.
Of course, he didn't just come here in search of the Burning Lamp.
The ginseng fruit tree is the innate five elements spirit root, and the higher the world level, the greater the potential of the innate five elements spirit root.
Since you have come to the flood wilderness, you naturally want to give it a try and see if the good old man Zhen Yuanzi is willing to give himself a branch of the ginseng fruit tree.
With Zhen Yuanzi's character, even if he is unwilling, Zhao Wen doesn't think that he will be in any danger!
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