Chapter 157: Pangu Returns to the Flood Famine
As soon as these words came out, all Da Luo were frightened!
They were all disciples of the Saints, and even though they might not have seen the peerless power of this array, they also knew the boundless power of this array from the mouths of the saints.
It is even rumored that during the Great War of the Ancient Lich, the Nuwa Sage once threw a red hydrangea but failed to break the body of Pangu condensed by the Great Array of the Twelve Heavenly Gods!
Now, if this peerless formation is really manifested, they can't resist it at all with their cultivation!
But Guang Chengzi reacted, and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, hurry up and stop the Wu Clan from arranging the formation, this formation will definitely be extremely difficult to form a formation, and we will have a chance to stop it!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone urged the magic weapon to fight, but the Wu clan had already prepared, and saw that in front of the Chiyou army, an earthy yellow talisman suddenly appeared, releasing a barrier to protect everyone in the Wu clan.
No matter how powerful the spirit treasure of the Twelve Golden Immortals and the others was, they only shook it up, and it was obvious that they couldn't break through for a while.
Seeing this, Jiufeng called: "Quickly set up the formation!"
One hundred and eight people suddenly burst out from below, divided into twelve formations, and each formation was divided into nine people.
Many formation runes had already been engraved on their bodies, and these people were all holding a small black banner, on which the evil aura was extremely solemn.
As soon as these people appeared, they kept chanting words and urging incantations. At the same time, they cut the veins of their hands and released the essence and blood, which melted into their mouths.
Seeing that everyone below was arranging the formation in an orderly manner, Jiufeng's heart was relieved, and then he looked at the shield talisman in the air, and his face showed a look of remembrance.
This talisman is one of the several treasures that the Houtu Ancestor Witch left behind to the Wu clan before leaving, and it is naturally not something that these Da Luo Jin Immortals can easily break.
She glanced at the situation below, and turned sideways to Xing Tian and said, "Later, you will be the main formation! β
When Xing Tian heard this, his expression was shocked: "This, when the main formation, can be inspired by the power of one of the billions of fathers, if you accept it, maybe you can break the strength of the ancestral witch, you ,,,"
"There is no need to shirk, my path is not here, even if there is a large array of help, it is difficult to break through.
On the contrary, you still have some possibility, the life and death of my Wu clan will fall on you, and there must be no mistake!" Jiu Feng's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said with a solemn face.
Xingtian replied without flinching: "Don't worry, even if I die, I will definitely complete this matter." β
Qingluo, who was attacking outside the shield, was very nervous in his heart, and his eyes secretly squinted at the sorcerers who were arrayed inside the shield.
He was looking for the twenty-seven shamans who had fought him that day.
Sure enough, Qingluo roughly swept it and saw that they were in the queue of formations.
This made him happy in his heart, he couldn't say that these people could still come in handy!
At this time, the nine people in front of those witches formed a formation, and each formation floated a large black spirit flag, and each banner was engraved with the true body of an ancestral witch, a total of twelve sides.
The blood of those witches flowed onto the corresponding twelve-sided spirit flags, and gradually produced a mysterious meaning, pulling and absorbing the evil qi between heaven and earth.
The thick bloody aura of the battlefield is integrated into this banner. But these black flags are still not satisfied, and they still cause the evil qi between heaven and earth to condense.
The evil qi within a hundred miles began to condense here, and then the evil qi of heaven and earth within a range of thousands of miles, thousands of miles, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, and even hundreds of millions, a billion miles wide of heaven and earth all converged here.
This boundless aura is like a boundless black ocean, which is fascinating and terrifying.
But it only took a dozen breaths for this boundless evil qi to be absorbed by the twelve black flags.
At this time, Xingtian's body jumped, jumped to the core of the big array, his eyes showed a look of fanaticism, and shouted: "Twelve are from the sky!"
The next moment, the twelve black flags were launched in unison, and each of them manifested a 100,000-zhang tall ancestral witch's true body phantom.
Dijiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Candle Jiuyin, Tianwuγγγγγγ Eleven ancestral witches who have returned to heaven and earth, plus one ancestral witch who has incarnated into reincarnation, are all here!
The majestic body, the breath of the world, the peerless powerhouse that seems to exist forever, the power of heaven and earth, the master of the ancient flood and the desolate land, the leader of the hundreds of millions of people of the Wu clan, the immortal spiritual symbol in the heart, finally fell silent to the point that when the general of the flood desolation forgot them, he appeared again, stirred the storm again, and caused the shock of many great supernatural people!
At this moment, the fighting on the battlefield had long stopped, and all the people in the Wu clan knelt down on their knees, even many half-witch witches of the Jiuli tribe also knelt down one after another.
Their Wu clan does not respect the three Qings, does not respect the West, and does not worship Hongjun, their Wu clan stands between heaven and earth, only worships the father Pangu and the twelve ancestors!
The battlefield was silent, everyone seemed to be frozen in place, no one screamed, they just reflected the unyielding figure of the twelve ancestral witches in their eyes.
Jiufeng's eyes couldn't help but be a little moist at this moment, how many years have passed, I haven't seen the figure of the twelve Wu Ancestors, I haven't seen the smile of my eldest brother Qiangliang, I haven't seen Master Xuan's pretending to be indifferent but caring about her in my heart, I haven't seen Uncle Zhurong and Uncle Gonggong's quarrel.
In those days, she was still a junior in the clan, no matter how big the danger and catastrophe, there were always twelve relatives to resist, until that epic battle, until she saw the last elder crash into the Buzhou mountainside, the Tianhe River came, drowning the corpses of hundreds of millions of Wu clans, and burying all the prosperous Wu clans in ancient times.
Scenes once floated through, and only the life and death of the Wu clan stopped. Her eyes regained indifference and warlike intent, and she was the first person in the witch clan now!
Jiufeng bowed reverently, and then his voice trembled slightly unconsciously: "Respect Father, reappear in the wilderness!"
In the next moment, the twelve indifferent Ancestral Witch Phantoms, as well as the Arcane Witch Method, merged into one, forming a vague figure that was a million feet long.
Although there is only a vague figure, all the creatures of the desolation will not admit that they are mistaken, and they will not be ignorant of this person.
Because this person is the source of this vast world, the supreme god who opens the heavens and the earth and incarnates all things
Pangu!
At this moment, all the witches knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and the billions of living beings in the desolation were all aware of it.
Even Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who was sitting cross-legged outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, opened his eyes and couldn't help but say, "Pangu, are you really not here?"
How can I defend this huge flood?"
In the wilderness of Zhuolu, tens of thousands of witches looked crazy, looking at the supreme figure of the majestic heaven and earth, the supreme spiritual leader who had existed since the beginning of life, and couldn't help shouting in unison: "Witch!
Witch!
Witch!"
At this moment, the sun and the moon were darkened, and the heavens and the earth trembled!