The eighth heavenly tribulation, the tribulation of ten thousand swords returning to the sect, the sword light is like a turbulent wave, endless, and there is no end at all. Ren Zhaoming's Furnace Body Refining Dafa was already in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Weapon, but he still couldn't ignore such an attack, and his flesh and blood were flying.

It's just that this terrible heavenly tribulation also brought great benefits to Zhaoming, the sword light pierced the meridians, and it also destroyed all the factors that hindered the body. Between the physical recovery, everything returned to normal.

At this time, an extremely eerie silence suddenly appeared in the entire Colosseum. The furious Xiang Zhe stopped, and Meng Huai also opened his mouth wide, and his mind went blank. The other Wu clans were even more dumbfounded, like stones.

What's the most amazing thing in the world? Maybe no one can give an answer, because it always feels like there will be a lot of answers. But a person who worships every day suddenly appears in front of him, which will definitely be one of the most shocking things.

Just like in front of him, the demon clan that all the Wu clans were eager to eat its flesh, gnaw its bones, and drink its blood actually turned into the appearance of Pangu in the Heavenly Tribulation, and the thinking of all the Wu clans had been stopped in an instant, and they could no longer think of anything.

Although Zhaoming had already shown indescribable talent before, except for Meng Huai, no one in the Wu clan felt threatened. As Meng Huai said that day, even if the demon clan is powerful, as long as it enters here, it will definitely be useless. And the higher the talent, the faster he will die, and Meng Huai will never allow such a demon clan to grow into a threat to the Wu clan.

But now it's different, Zhaoming has actually become the appearance of the Pangu God. Don't say that his talent is so amazing, even if it is a waste of goods, it is by no means simple.

"How...... How could it be...... So, for what?"

Bai Ming, who had just woken up, looked at the figure in the sky holding the black sun in his hand, and only felt as if he had been slapped with an iron rod on the head by someone. The chest tightness is unbearable, and there is even a feeling of suffocation.

This demon clan who fought with him turned into the appearance of the person he admired the most, and what was even more terrifying was that he didn't feel the slightest sign of illusion or face changing technique, that is to say. The other party may look like this.

I often hear the high priest say that the great god Pangu will definitely come back and return to this world to lead the Wu clan to create infinite glory. Now this demon patriarch is exactly the same as the Pangu God, could it be the reincarnated Pangu God?

But the great god of Pangu has become a demon clan...... Rao is Bai Ming's heart is extraordinary, and he can't accept such a fact.

"Bold monster, dare to change into the appearance of my witch god, looking for death!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out, bringing everyone back to their senses. It's Meng Huai, he's the strongest. The heart is extraordinary, and it has already reacted from the shock.

He couldn't tell if Zhao Ming had used the Transformation Divine Ability, but it was precisely because of this that he felt that things were no longer simple.

All the Wu clan firmly believe that the Pangu God will definitely return and lead the Wu clan to create greater glory. Unwavering faith has created a powerful witch clan like a rock of mixed iron. The absolute loyalty of the faith allows the Wu clan not to hesitate in the face of sacrifice.

Such a race is terrifying, but also powerful. But if the great god of Pangu was really reincarnated into the demon clan, it would be absolutely devastating to the witch clan. He couldn't imagine. What are the consequences of that?

Zhaoming hated the Wu clan very much, and he never died with the Wu clan. It is simply impossible to coexist peacefully with the Wicans. And the Wu clan, whose faith has collapsed, will definitely not be able to unite like this again. Without the belief of the great god Pangu, even the high priest could not easily lead the Wu clan.

He didn't know if Lu Dao Zhaoming had anything to do with Pangu, but he knew what he had to do at this moment, at least to deny Zhaoming's possible origin.

This loud shout brought all the witches back to their senses. It also made them like a drowning person grasping a floating straw, refusing to let go, and they all chose to believe in Meng Huai without any hesitation.

If you can't see it, it doesn't mean that the other party hasn't used weird magical powers. Lord Meng Huai's strength is extraordinary, he must have seen something.

"This damn demon clan. If you dare to become the appearance of my Pangu God, you must crush him!"

"The lowly demon clan only dares to use such means to fight against my witch clan, waste, useless waste!"

"Kill, let me go, I'm going to kill him!"

The sound of cursing and spitting rang out loudly, like a landslide and tsunami, endlessly.

Just when some Wu clans were filled with righteous indignation, gearing up and trying to rush into the middle to crush Zhaoming, something even more incredible happened.

The sound of "boom" lingered in the sky for a long time.

The clouds surged, like boiling. And what is surprising is that the Heavenly Tribulation has not yet ended, and the black Tribulation Cloud has actually begun to change color and become pure white.

Between the churning, it seemed that a piece of dough kept coming, and after a long time, it turned into one, a face that all the witch clans could not forget: Pangu's face!

This face that has made them worship for millions of years, they will never admit it. The white clouds are condensed, but they are lifelike. Floating in the sky, his eyes closed, as if Pangu had really returned.

In the sky is Pangu's huge face, and below it is a black sun in one hand, exactly the same as Pangu's Zhaoming.

At this moment, the entire Colosseum Wu clan almost collapsed, and their faces were densely tangled, and they no longer knew what to do. Even Meng Huai fell into a blank again, holding his breath and heartbeat, unable to calm down.

"Halu haha, Pangu, this time the catastrophe is actually you, do you finally want to kill me?"

Zhaoming also saw the changes in the clouds in the sky, and after being shocked, he suddenly had a feeling of relief.

In life, how to die can be regarded as having no regrets and no regrets, because he never wants to die. But if he can die in the hands of Pangu, he may really be regarded as the most glorious way to die in this world.

Now that the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation was about to be launched, it had actually changed into the appearance of Pangu, and Zhaoming suddenly felt a sense of pride. In the whole world, who can compare with their own heavenly tribulation?

"Pangu, when you open your eyes, are you afraid to see this world world that you are playing with and applauding, and the war is raging? Don't think that you have opened up the world and given me the opportunity to come to this world world, I will worship you, delusional!"

"I will not give in, even if you created this world, I will not give in. ”

In the roar, he frantically urged a supernatural power, making the breath even more terrifying.

Hearing the angry scolding in Zhaoming's mouth, all the Wu clans were furious, but they didn't dare to say half a word.

"Buzz!"

Bursts of bell-like sounds came from Pangu's mouth in the sky, full of Dao rhyme, like the sound of the Heavenly Dao rolling in, turning into bursts of sound waves that locked Zhaoming. (To be continued......)