Thirty-three days away!

Houtu and Hongjun each stood on one side, confronting each other, while the others stood in the fetal membrane of heaven and earth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, this is not real chaos, it can only be regarded as internal chaos.

The chaos here is not so tyrannical due to the influence of the desolate world, of course, this is also relative, Da Luo Jin Immortal does not have the best defensive spirit treasure, and if he enters it, he can only fall if he is not careful.

When Hongjun Zixiao Palace started to speak, it was in the inner chaos, so there were so many Da Luo Jin Immortals coming, if it was placed in the real chaos, I am afraid that except for a few people with supreme treasure protections, the others would hang up before they reached the halfway.

"Hongjun, back then, you relied on cultivation to oppress my Wu clan, but I didn't expect that today you still want to repeat the old tricks, this new hatred and old hatred will be ended together today. ”

Looking at Hongjun, although he was one level behind, Houtu was not afraid at all, but had a high fighting spirit.

The Wu clan fought the heavens and the earth, except for the father god Pangu, basically there was no one for them to be in awe.

Of course, there is another point, although this place is still in the radiation range of the desolation, but after all, it is not in the middle of heaven and earth, and Hongjun's ability to borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao has been greatly reduced.

And although the power she borrowed from the Dao was also weakened, she could not only borrow the power of the Dao, but also borrow the power of the entire Flood Desolation except for the Heavenly Dao.

This is also the reason why in the last era, Tiandao and Hongjun did everything possible to fall into the well of the Wu Clan, and even broke the Buzhou Mountain.

After all, the flood was opened up by Pangu, and the Wu clan, as the descendants of Pangu, has an authentic bloodline, who knows if they will have a secret method to mobilize the power of the world.

However, in this era, the heritage of the flood can be much deeper, the ancestral veins of the West have not been destroyed, and the Buzhou Mountain has not fallen, Pangu saw the people who came against time and space, and calculated the final fate of the Wu Clan, and left them some more means.

"Heaven is about balance, and I'm just doing my part. In the face of Houtu's provocation, Hongjun was neither sad nor happy, not shocked or angry, and said lightly.

"Hmph, it's useless to talk too much, look at the tricks!" Houtu didn't talk nonsense, and started fighting directly.

But seeing that Houtu took a step forward, he instantly changed into the true body of the ancestral witch, the essence and wolf smoke soared up like a pillar of heaven, the blood and qi all over his body exploded, and the entire chaos was shaken, and the endless feng shui and fire were deduced, without holding the blade, he directly punched out, and directly hit a void channel in the chaos, although he was instantly submerged by the chaotic qi, but it can also be called the limit of strength!

The avenue is simple, fierce and uncasting, this punch blasted out, although it was not a little fancy, but compared to those attacks that cast top-level spiritual treasures, it was more than that, heavy, inclusive, compassionate, and the way of the earth lingered on it.

This punch, seeing that the faces of the audience on the side sank, put yourself in their shoes and think about it, what should they do if they face this punch by themselves, most people, the first thought is to dodge, no matter how strong it is, it is just to rely on the treasure to resist, as for the attack, there is no.

Although this punch is powerful and makes many people jealous, it is obviously not enough to deal with Hongjun.

But seeing that his sleeve robe shook, his white jade palm stretched out and drew a circle on his chest.

Suddenly, the whole chaos was like a vat of water being stirred by him, forming a whirlpool.

Chaos gives birth to Wuji, and Wuji gives birth to Taiji.

I didn't see any superfluous movements from him, his palm was raised from the whirlpool, one hand waved the pipa, and the endless Dao Yun was permeated, and the two black and white Taiji fish were connected head to tail, and they were mutually reinforcing each other, and a yin and yang Taiji manifested in mid-air in an instant.

Houtu's invincible punch bombarded the Taiji diagram, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, weakened layer by layer, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this situation, Houtu's face remained unchanged, she knew that this little kung fu alone could not help Hongjun, after a punch, there was no pause, followed by the battle intent, the evil spirit was in the air, and it was another punch, and the power was doubled.

One punch, two punches, three punches......

Houtu blasted nine punches almost at the same time, not to catch Hongjun off guard, not to win with speed.

With each punch, both the fighting spirit and the punch power are doubled compared to the previous punch.

The first punch can hit a chaotic channel, and after stacking nine times, you can know how powerful it is.

Witch!

But after seeing that Hou Tu directly deduced the scene of millions of mountains and endless witch clans, everyone clapped their chests as if beating a drum with witches, and in an instant, it was like the witch world descended, and heaven and earth were the same witches.

A punch was blasted out, chaos rolled, like boiling water, guarding the fetal membrane of heaven and earth in the desolate world, and it was even more glorious, even so, everyone in the fetal membrane of heaven and earth still felt a fierce and incomparable force rushing towards them.

"It's useless!"

However, all this has only slightly attracted Hongjun's attention.

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things......"

With his chanting, he saw that the chaos in front of him began to evolve, chaos gave birth to Wuji, Wuji gave birth to Taiji, Taiji gave birth to Liangyi, Liangyi gave birth to Sixiang, Sixiang gave birth to Bagua, Bagua turned into Zhou Tian, and then Zhou Tian returned to chaos.

Houtu's domineering punch bloomed with immeasurable light, as if it was tearing the chaos and opening the world, but it fell in Hongjun's Taoism, shattering Taiji, and there were two instruments and four elephants, and two instruments and four elephants, and there were gossip Zhou Tian, and the cycle began again and again, endlessly.

Although the fist is strong, although it is strong, although it is strong, although it is fierce, it is worn out by life.

Seeing this scene, Luo Hu was just expressionless, but the continuous interpretation of the Dao rhyme in his eyes revealed that his mood was not as calm as it seemed.

The breath on Lao Tzu's body is sometimes high and sometimes low, and everyone is envious.

Lao Tzu is the highest person in the onlookers, except for Rahu, who has already touched the doorrail of Shangmingyuan, and the battle between the two of them is naturally very rewarding.

In addition, speaking of Lao Tzu and Hongjun's Tao is very similar, seeing Hongjun's interpretation of the Tao of all things and returning to chaos and nature, the aura is unstable for a while, but as long as you go back and retreat and consolidate, you will definitely increase your strength.

"Whew!"

In the middle of the ring, everyone couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"Alas, sure enough, the further you go, the bigger the gap between each realm, if Houtu only has this means, the overall situation will already be decided. ”

"Houtu, you better admit defeat by yourself, for the sake of the Pangu God, it is not difficult for me to be for you, only Houyi can't rob the three quantities, and this matter is settled. Hongjun also said with Zhizhu in his hand.

"Really?" Houtu sneered, "Then I would like to thank you for your great kindness, right?" ”

"Stubborn!" Hongjun said coldly.

"Let's look at my witch clan's methods!" Hou Tu ignored him, took a deep breath, sealed his hands, and spat out mysterious syllables from his mouth.