Now the four people of the mixed yuan have all integrated into the 'Pangu', and only Tongtian is left, holding a piece of white jade in his hand, reciting some tongue-twisting legal decisions, and no one can understand what is being said, but as time goes by, the things in his hands have been seen to be a little clueless.

"Lao Tzu Yuanshi, two Taoist friends, is this indeed that thing?" Candle Dragon frowned and asked, with some uncertainty, after all, if it really is, the price paid by Tongtian is a bit big.

"Hey, it's really as Long Ancestor Daoist expected!" Lao Tzu sighed, he didn't expect Tongtian to have such courage, and he didn't hesitate to use the origin.

After getting Taiqing's answer, Candle Dragon picked his eyes and exclaimed, "Tongtian Daoist actually separated his own Pangu Yuan Shen!"

Listening to the candle dragon said the things in Tongtian's hands, the saints smiled bitterly, their gaffes today, more than before, the war of the gods was a large number of catastrophes, they all planned for their own people, who would have thought that Tongtian was simply going to use it as a springboard.

The mantra of Tongtian became faster and faster, and the light of the Pangu Yuan God in his hand became more and more vigorous, and a earth-shattering momentum rose from it.

At this moment, the saints felt that something was wrong with the desolate world, and the grass and trees were obviously not moved at all, but it made people feel that they were all alive.

"It's not that they have come to life, but that the flood has come to life, it is the flood that has come to life!" Nuwa knew the way of creation, and she was the first to see through this change.

"Flood wilderness, no! it's Pangu!" Zhun Ti said.

Tongtian laughed and said: "Zhun Ti Daoist is really good eyesight, after the great god Pangu opened the sky, his body turned into all things, but his will has not been dispersed so far, but it is hidden in this world, and the poor Dao is going to wake up Pangu today." ”

A black sword qi appeared in Tongtian's hand, and even the light was sucked out by it.

"Let's disperse!" Tongtian shouted, and the sword qi slashed towards the Pangu Yuan God.

The white jade flashed with a thousand zhang of light in an instant, and the sky and the earth turned white in an instant, and it was invisible.

The saints snorted lightly, and each opened their own eyes, only to see that in the white light, there were some untraceable fragments, some of which dissipated in the air, some fell on the high mountains, and some melted into the great river.

Time seems to have gone back, and the originally ten thousand zhang high mountain began to shrink, thousands of zhang, hundred, ten zhang, and finally became a touch of black soil.

The great river that originally flowed, driven by a certain force, was actually flowing back, and the overflowing water finally turned into a drop of spiritual liquid.

The wind suddenly blew in the air, and it didn't take long for a tornado to form, and the surrounding spiritual power was also sucked in, and after a while, the tornado suddenly stopped, leaving only a wisp of green smoke in the air.

Seeing the great changes in the world, Hongjun shouted: "Tongtian! are you trying to bring the flood back to chaos?"

Tongtian said: "Tongtian doesn't dare, I just want to borrow something from this heaven and earth, come!"

With the shouts of Tongtian, among these innate spirit creatures, some faint white spots flew out, dragging their long tails, as if they were dragging them, and took out a trace of red light from them.

After this thing was taken out, everything stopped changing and was transformed back again, but there were thousands of large and small imposing momentums rising, and the source was those red lights.

This eternal breath is getting closer and closer, and when these red lights condense to a certain extent, it turns from red to black, forming a statue of a demon god between heaven and earth.

The image of the demon god is very ethereal, so that people can't even understand the facial features, and its momentum is extremely domineering, as if Pangu has a slight gap.

As it continued to condense, including the first Demon God Statue, there were nine in total, each of which was imposing, and each of them was mysterious.

They are getting closer and closer, and while the nine forces are rising, they have also become somewhat similar, and finally there is a buzz, and finally nine and nine are one.

The nine gods and demons disappeared, and in their place was a great phantom, the size of Pangu transformed by Xingtian, although there was no entity, but that kind of arrogance made it impossible for anyone to look at it directly.

The savage meaning between heaven and earth is becoming more and more prevalent, and the will and essence of Pangu hidden deep in heaven and earth are also constantly awakened and merged into this illusory shadow.

The phantom was slowly fleshing out, and a black mist drifted from the chaos, making him a half-entity.

The two extreme powers of the sun and yin appeared in his eyes.

"Boom!" A loud bang came from the air, and dark clouds descended here, flashing several thunderbolts in it, and a yin and yang fish eye appeared, which was the attention of the Heavenly Dao.

He opened his eyes, one for yang and the other for yin, exhaling like thunder, inhaling like a storm.

"Roar!" roared, the flood was turbulent, the earth dragon flipped over, and the nine days were restless.

The eyes of the yin and yang fish flashed with panic, and they didn't know where they had escaped.

The second breath of Pangu instantly spread throughout the flood wilderness, this time, all the monks in the heaven and earth, whether you are a Da Luo Jin Immortal or a quasi-saint who beheaded the corpse, all surrendered at this moment, bending their noble legs.

They had never felt it, but no matter how many years had passed, the trembling of their souls made them have to be afraid.

This momentum was ten thousand times more powerful than that of the saints, not only shaking the desolation, but even the chaos beyond the nine heavens was churning for it.

It is older than the starry sky, more empty than the sea of blood, all things worship, and all spirits are respected.

This momentum is not one-tenth of that of Pangu back then, but the flood and desolation are all transformed by Pangu, and the imprint of Pangu is imprinted everywhere, which is enough to make all beings bow down and make the heavenly way tremble.

Taiqing Laozi's hand couldn't help but tremble, and the eyes of Yuqing Yuanshi on the side were already extremely frightened, and he muttered, "Pangu?"

Sanqing is the original god of Pangu, for Pangu they are of course extremely respectful, but more, they are afraid, they are afraid of what means Pangu has left.

The great supernatural powers in the desolation have a second-hand resurrection secret technique, such as leaving divine thoughts in the spiritual treasure and sealing a trace of the primordial spirit before reincarnation.

If Pangu really had any plans before he died, then now that Tongtian summoned his will, it would be to change the law to find death, because if Pangu was resurrected, the first thing to bear the brunt would be their three Qingdao people.

Taiqing and the others really couldn't understand why Tongtian took this risk, what was he for?

These three brothers have gotten along with each other day and night for countless Yuan Hui, but they actually don't really understand each other, so Tongtian's arrogance is seen as arrogance, the pride of the beginning is seen as a shortcoming, and Lao Tzu's inaction is seen as a clear high.

Since Tongtian dared to summon Pangu's supreme will, it was because he thought he understood Pangu's arrogance.

(The exam has been really faint these days, once I didn't go to the exam too early in the morning, the teacher was strict, I fought with her wits and courage, and I was mentally declining, and I almost fainted in the examination room...... ）

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