Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Fate of Pangu Pangu Temple

"Well, you have succeeded and opened up a new world, since then Pangu has not been thoughtful, I only hope that you can get out of Buzhou Mountain, and then turn into a demon god, don't forget that you and I still have an unfinished battle to fight" Jun Qianyan sat on the top of Buzhou Mountain, looking at the appearance of Pangu's phantom did not seem to be surprised, but there was some sadness in his eyes, if Pangu could not get out of Buzhou Mountain, then this farewell is goodbye, and I am afraid that he can only hang alone in Buzhou Mountain in the future.

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist, I will succeed, I haven't seen how much potential this world I have opened up, how far it can grow, and as you said, you and I still have a battle that has not been finished, how can I be willing, when the immeasurable calamity comes, it will be the day when my Pangu returns" Pangu Phantom smiled arrogantly, just a few words of kung fu Pangu Phantom is even more illusory, and it will be completely dispersed.

"Brother Dao, you and I have been fighting in the chaos for so many years, and finally did not hesitate to spend and repair to help Pangu support the sky, Pangu is a brother, confidant, and close friend in your heart, Pangu is not there in the future, I hope Brother Dao can take more care of my descendants" Pangu's words were a little sad, but the path has been like this since ancient times, and no one knows if he will fall on the way to seek the Tao in the next moment.

"Hmph, don't say this, you take care of your own descendants, their life and death have nothing to do with me, don't forget, come back to me! Come back alive!" Jun Qianyan was extremely sad, he fought with Pangu for a long time, and he still recognized Pangu very much in his heart, maybe this is the real Taoist friend, there is no such thing as a dead Taoist friend and an immortal poor Taoist friend, every Taoist friend is unique and irreplaceable!

"Okay, I'll come back alive"

Pangu Phantom smiled softly, he could understand Jun Qianyan's mood, just like himself, don't look at Jun Qianyan who said so decisively, but if his descendants are really in crisis, he believes that Jun Qianyan will not stand idly by.

"Brother Dao, I'm leaving, I'll definitely come back and finish the unfinished battle with you" After speaking, the Pangu Phantom could no longer support it, turned into thousands of bubbles, and dissipated into heaven and earth.

"The deceased is gone, the deceased is like smoke, hahaha, when the floating is white" Jun Qianyan smiled and smiled happily, poured a big sip of spiritual wine, and seemed to be venting something.

He Jun Qianyan was once a demon god of fate, through three thousand chaos, and also saw many power demon gods, they were jealous of the avenue, all of them stood up to the sky and the earth, incarnated all things, this is the fate of the power demon god, but also the sorrow of the power demon god, even if it is as strong as Pangu, but all things will eventually have a glimmer of life, since Pangu can not be Zhou, then not Zhou can also turn Pangu, if they can really succeed, then their path will be smooth, but unfortunately no one can help them in this step, and Jun Qianyan is the same.

Jun Qianyan stepped out and came to the interior of Buzhou Mountain, which is a mysterious space, which is full of the most powerful rules of heaven and earth, such as the law of time, the law of space, the law of thunder, and the rules of the earth, and there is an inexplicable will to guard this space.

The turbidity rose in the space, and a majestic and ancient hall stood in it.

"Pangu Palace! Pangu's head is transformed, Pangu, I don't know what you left behind, don't worry, wait for me to go in and explore" Jun Qianyan saw the quaint palace in front of him that was surrounded by a rolling evil aura, sighed, and turned into a sword and rushed into it.

I saw that there were twelve huge turbidity gas sinkholes in the Pangu Palace, chaotic, twelve huge blood cocoons soaked in the turbidity sinkhole, constantly swallowing the innate turbidity gas, and a stream of regular breath came out of the blood cocoon. The blood cocoon shrinks and releases, like a heart, containing a mysterious rhythm, mysterious and mysterious.

The most shocking thing is that the twelve blood cocoons are arranged into a mysterious formation that contains the true meaning of the Great Dao, a huge will communicates with the Great Dao in the underworld, lowering the divine power of the Great Dao, and the power is boundless. This mysterious power is not large, but the power contained in it even makes Jun Qianyan feel frightened.

In the chaos, Pangu senses the mysteries of the Xuanhuang Demon God's Chaos Demon Array, and gathers the peerless formation created by the Great Dao Zhili Collection of his life, and summons the Pangu True Body by gathering supreme evil energy. This Heavenly Great Array is indeed infinitely mysterious, and it has the supreme power to summon Pangu's true body.

It's a pity that the Heavenly Dao was stained by the resentment of the Demon God, and it is no wonder that almost all the ancestral witches in the Wu clan will fall in the future, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches can summon Pangu's true body, and the will of the Heavenly Demon God and the resentment of the Demon God in the Heavenly Dao are also afraid, where the ancestral witch will live again.

Jun Qianyan had already learned about the incomplete Dutian Great Array from Pangu, and now when he saw this real formation, he immediately realized the complete formation path and realized the truth; at the same time, the Eternal Divine Wheel in the center of the three flowers rotated slowly, and there were also more mysteries in the Twelve Heavenly Divine Arrays between the movements, making the Eternal Divine Wheel more and more complete, adding many formations to the truth. The array is mysterious, the Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, three to all things, there are ten thousand ways and ten thousand arrays in the world: one yuan, two instruments, three talents, four elephants, five elements, six combinations, seven stars, gossip, nine palaces, ten directions, and mysteries!

Knowing that the Twelve Heavenly Great Arrays were reasonable, Jun Qianyan looked at the central part, where there was a huge pool of blood, and the purple-red liquid in the pool was boiling endlessly, as if it was alive.