"Pangu?"

As the words of the Daoist of the Time fell, Bai Ze and the others, and even those who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe, all changed color, and looked in the direction of Di Jiang and the other ten ancestors.

I saw that in the chaotic void, the figures of the ten great ancestors of Dijiang had long disappeared, but they were replaced by a bearded man with a rough face and a folded face, holding a giant axe that opened the sky in Kong Wu's powerful hands.

"Pangu!"

"It's really the god of Pangu!"

Although these people have never seen Pangu, the strong throbbing in the depths of the blood tells everyone that this majestic and endless bearded man in front of them is the pioneer of the desolate world---- Pangu!!

No wonder the Twelve Ancestors have so much resentment against Sanqing's self-proclaimed Pangu Authentic Sect.

At first, everyone didn't understand, after all, strictly speaking, the entire flood was transformed by the differentiation of all things after the Pangu God opened the heavens and exhausted his power.

Everyone can have something to do with Pangu to some extent.

And they didn't say anything to Sanqing's self-proclaimed Pangu Authentic Sect, why are you so angry with your Twelve Ancestors.

Only now did everyone understand!

Only the Twelve Ancestors in the world can really be called Pangu Authentic.

They, even the likes of Sanqing, are too far and far behind, and they are not even comparable at all.

With the mere means of being able to summon Pangu's true body, who else can do it except the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

Can Sanqing?

Can they?

No!

"Boom!"

After the Eastern Emperor Taiyi urged the Chaos Bell and Dao Chen to work together to shake back a willow branch, he looked at Dao Chen with a shocked expression: "Is it really the real body of Pangu summoned by those people in Dijiang?"

Until now, Donghuang Taiyi is still a little unbelievable.

Pangu has fallen for countless years, how can it still appear!

Not only Donghuang Taiyi, but also Dijun was extremely shocked!

The name of the great god of Pangu is too loud in the wilderness.

Even Hongjun can't be compared to Pangu in the status of hundreds of millions of living beings in the flood wilderness!

"Yes and no!"

Dao Chen's ambiguous return.

The transformation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is indeed a good Pangu real body, but it is only a shell.

The real Pangu is like them, with a primordial spirit and a spiritual existence.

Now this Pangu True Body is just a shell without the slightest intelligence!

Moreover, Dao Chen could clearly feel that the Pangu True Body summoned by Di Jiang and the other ten people was seriously damaged, and the power had not reached the real limit.

But it's normal to think about it, after all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are missing a sentence and harvest, and it is extremely reluctant to be able to summon it!

But even so, the terrifying aura transmitted by Pangu's true body still overwhelmed people, and it felt like the heavens and the earth were about to collapse.

From illusory to condensed, the aura emanating from Pangu's true body became more and more terrifying.

Even those desolate powers couldn't help but bow down directly to the end, and the throbbing from the depths of their bloodlines made them even more afraid to take a look at Pangu's true body.

Prostrate on the ground, like a courtier facing an emperor.

It can be seen how terrible Pangu's suppression of the desolate creatures is.

If Pangu hadn't died in the Great Tribulation, I'm afraid that there would be nothing to do with Hongjun and Heavenly Dao.

"Big brother, that's why you said that Sanqing will be defeated against the Twelve Ancestors?"

Di Jun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Dao Chen with a little nervousness.

No wonder Daochen dared to be so sure that Sanqing only had a two-percent chance of winning against the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

This is still the Pangu True Body aura summoned by only ten Ancestral Witches is so terrifying, if the Pangu True Body summoned by the complete Twelve Ancestral Witches, what level will it reach?

Dijun didn't dare to think about it at all.

Because it's terrible!

It's not at all something that the realm of quasi-saints can compete with!

"Big brother, do you know anything?"

Donghuang Taiyi suddenly looked at Dao Chen suspiciously.

"What do I know? I don't know anything. It's just nonsense, do you really believe it?"

Dao Chen smiled and waved his hand and said.

There are some things that can't be said, even the closest people like Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi can't say it, otherwise it's hard to guarantee that they will get into trouble!

"Really?"

Donghuang Taiyi's temper came up again, and when he heard Dao Chen's vague answer, he glanced at Dao Chen suspiciously.

Di Jun on the side, if it weren't for the willow branches of the raised eyebrows and immortals who were killed again, I really wanted to go up and slap the Eastern Emperor Taiyi one by one!

Whatever the big brother says, it's what it is!

What do you ask so much?

Do you think the big brother will be biased towards us?

At this moment, Di Jun, a dignified generation of demon emperors, has a completely proper face of a little fan of Daochen.

The corners of Daochen's mouth twitched.

You said that if it was Nuwa, Chang Xixi and this would be acceptable.

You Emperor Jun is a big man who picks his feet like this, it always makes him feel weird!

was glared at by Emperor Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi didn't dare to speak, and hurriedly urged the Chaos Bell to go towards the killing willow branches, and Dao Chen also shot almost at the same time.

As for Dijun, he is now a flesh gas station.

Feeling that the mana consumption of Donghuang Taiyi was too great, he sent some mana to Donghuang Taiyi, and felt that Dao Chen was no good, so he also sent some mana to Dao Chen.

Don't ask why!

Asking is that the magic weapon is too bad!

Don't dare to meddle!

You can only rely on sending some mana to people and get by!

On the other hand, the aura of Pangu's true body is becoming more and more terrifying, and it is already infinite, after all, it is only a step away from the peak of the quasi-saint in the late stage of the quasi-saint!

This is just the reason for the condensation of the ten ancestral witches by Di Jiang, Xuan Ming, Zhu Rong, and Gonggong, if it is a complete condensation of the twelve ancestral witches, I am afraid that it will directly reach the level of the peak of the quasi-saint.

Dao Chen was thinking, if he waited for Di Jiang and the others to break through to the late stage of the quasi-saint, or even the peak of the quasi-saint, would the condensed Pangu true body directly break through the quasi-saint limit and step into the level of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal!

Even after all the twelve ancestors were sanctified, it was not impossible to reach the level of a half-step Dao saint.

It's a pity that it's hard to say whether you can wait for this day!

Because according to the current momentum, the fate of the Twelve Ancestral Witches may be worse than in the previous life!

After all, once the twelve ancestors and witches are separated, and the Wu clan comes out of the Buzhou Mountain, boundless killing will be set off, and under many causes and effects, don't be the twelve ancestors and witches are the descendants of Pangu, even if it is Pangu himself, he will suffer a big loss!

The word cause and effect is not a joke in the wilderness!

"Roar!"

The aura of Pangu's true body, which was getting stronger and stronger, suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, as if the Nine Heavens Thunder Dragon was rolling, and a terrifying thunder appeared in the entire chaotic void.

With one step, the heavens and the earth are overturned, and the power is extremely strong, and it is terrifying.

The giant axe in his hand fell violently against the silver willow branches the moment he stepped out.

Although this Pangu True Body is not complete and somewhat mutilated, the law of Pangu's will and strength contained in it is extremely strong!

Although the aura is only in the late stage of the quasi-saint, and it is only a trace away from the peak, the power of the wheel is no less than the willow branches of the raised eyebrows of the Daoist!