"Lao Dao has always had doubts before, how did you suddenly raise your cultivation to the realm of Heavenly Dao?" Looking at Li Qingming, whose whole body was surging with momentum and spewing infinite power with his gestures, the old voice of the nameless Daoist sounded: "Now it seems that it is just a matter of dividing the soul of the main soul! Okay, let's solve you quickly!"

"Anyone will say big words, you told me to get away twice in a row, and now you say this, aren't you slapping yourself in the face?" Li Qingming looked solemn, and the ancient Qiankun Ding flashed with green brilliance, and was born out of nowhere.

Lao Dao seemed to be in pain by Li Qingming's words, and no longer spoke, but beckoned gently.

"Huh"

With a soft sound, Li Qingming obtained the Heavenly Dao Venerable Treasure from Scorpion City, and the black long knife flew out of his body, conjuring up a nine-colored dragon under the long sky, flying to Lao Dao's side, and rubbing Lao Dao's glossy big hand affectionately.

"Hmm, black gold, it's been a long time!" Lao Dao gently stroked the two big horns of the dragon, and suddenly pointed at Li Qingming from afar, and said, "Go, kill him!"

A biting murderous aura burst out from Lao Dao's body, making the entire space seem to be frozen, so cold that people shivered, and the space suffocated made people breathless.

"Aang!"

Hearing this, the giant dragon Heijin's eyes flickered, and he roared into the air, and he actually turned into twelve violent and murderous ancestral witch and demon gods in mid-air, all of them were covered in scale armor, shining with a fierce cold light under the light of the Fuso Divine Tree, and the muscles on the thick arms were violent, showing endless surging blood.

Li Qingming was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. He said coldly: "Okay, you are an old man, you actually want to use the Twelve Ancestral Witches to make me submit, do you think you are the great god of Pangu? Okay, since you want to use the Twelve Ancestral Witches to fight the enemy, then I will follow your wishes!

As soon as the words fell, Li Qingming waved his hand and sprinkled twelve drops of Sanguang Divine Water, as well as a thick Nine Heavens Resting Soil.

"Boom!"

The void trembled, swirling in the long river of avenue rules around the old Dao's body, and twelve brilliant avenue rules flew out. Rules of space, rules of time, fire ...... It is enough for the power of twelve natal rules corresponding to the twelve ancestral witches. It flew out of that long river and landed on the Nine Heavens Rest Soil in front of Li Qingming.

"Witch!witch~~~"

Twelve burly and fierce figures slowly rose from that piece of Nine Heavens Resting Land, and the twelve Great Dao rules returned to the body that should have belonged to them one by one.

Look around you. Twelve Ancestral Witches of their own. Li Qingming's eyes were cold. With a wave of his hand, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Kill!"

Li Qingming's voice fell, and the entire space was in turmoil. The space frozen by the old Taoist priest was shattered like glass, and the suffocated space moved without wind, emitting a dull roar!

The face of the old Taoist priest in the distant sky changed slightly, he didn't expect that a "mole ant" of the Heavenly Dao Realm could actually compete with the powerhouse of his half-step Dao Realm, but thinking of this illusionary clone, which only had one-tenth of the combat power of the body, he was balanced in his heart.

"You have two hits, no wonder you are so arrogant!" The old Taoist priest looked up to the sky and laughed, then his face sank, and he said coldly: "It's just right, let's see if my twelve demon gods are strong, or your twelve ancestors are strong!"

"Haha!" At this moment, Li Qingming had already swept away Fang Cai's suffocating feeling, he also looked up to the sky and laughed, and sneered disdainfully: "Is it?

"Hmph, since you are looking for death, then it's no wonder to me!Twelve Demon Gods, up!" On the illusory face of the old Taoist, two crimson killing machines burst out, and the moon-white robe was windless and automatic, and the rules of the avenue were rolling.

"Roar!"

The twelve-headed demon gods who belonged to the old way looked up to the sky and roared, surrounded by the power of their own rules, and rushed towards the twelve ancestral witches belonging to Li Qingming like lightning.

They were extremely brave, and their bodies were wrapped in the power of the rich rules, and they were more than a star and a half more than the twelve ancestral witches.

The so-called generals and soldiers, soldier to soldier, they each found an opponent, and one by one they smiled strangely, tightly suppressing the twelve ancestors.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches fought hard, they were not as strong as the Twelve Demon Gods after all, so they could only be beaten passively.

"Junior, today you will eventually fall, or die obediently, and you can avoid some pain!" Seeing that a one-sided situation had formed, the old Dao's voice became extremely relaxed.

"You want me to be killed, you are dreaming!" Li Qingming was distracted and controlled the twelve ancestral witches to fight against the twelve demon gods, and the sweat drops fell like a waterfall, converging into a river.

"Okay, since that's the case, then you should die!Black Gold, do it!" Old Dao obviously lost his patience, and directly ordered the long knife Black Gold to kill him.

"Roar!"

The Twelve Demon Gods were furious, led by the Dijiang Demon God, and began to continuously spew out the power of the origin of the rules:

Space storms, time reversals, fire and heat, water and ice...... Twelve different forces of rules disturbed the void, and with the coercion of destroying the heavens and the earth, they surged towards the twelve ancestral witches.

Li Qingming's expression changed drastically, he gritted his teeth violently, and shouted: "The twelve ancestors have become witches, and they are all gods!"

"Buzz rumble!"

The Great Array of the Twelve Heavenly Gods took shape in an instant, and an immeasurable amount of blood light rushed into the sky, dyeing this golden sky into blood red.

Lao Dao only felt that there was a tragic scene of blood red in front of him, endless heads into mountains, and rivers of blood, and his ears and mind were full of killing, and the sound of gold and iron resonating.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a cloud of evil qi surged above the nine heavens, filling the heavens, and a breath from the ancient wilderness rose from the body of the twelve ancestral witches, and the endless murderous clouds on the heavenly dome were like mushroom clouds, spreading towards the surroundings, and soon the twelve ancestral witches were wrapped in clusters.

"Click!"

A thunderclap sounded in the empty murderous clouds, and the aura between heaven and earth suddenly became violent, and the endless aura flowed, and an illusory shadow appeared in the middle of the aura.

As time passed, the phantom gradually became solidified, and the muscular body, with a body more than a million feet high, exuded a vast aura!

"Oh, is it the Heavenly God Evil Array? Yes, it actually summoned the true body of Pangu!" The old Taoist priest squinted his eyes at a vast giant man, without the slightest timidity.

"Old thief, you are causing trouble in the Zhongtian World, today I will behead you on behalf of the Great Dao!" Li Qingming Li Zaiyuankong, his voice was cold, he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, as if he was holding something.

I saw that the real body of Pangu followed Li Qingming's movements, and he also raised his right hand, only to see a yellow light shoot down from the sky, and in his palm turned into a giant axe that exudes a simple Taoist rhyme, the yellow light flows, and the ancient atmosphere is clumsy! (To be continued......