Pangu's true body broke the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation and slashed Nuwa away. He could have destroyed the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan in one battle, but Daozu took action.

The strength of the Taoist ancestor is beyond everyone's expectations.

The saint Nuwa could not resist Pangu’s true body attack, but Hongjun Daozu used a finger to block the phantom of Pangu’s axe, collapsed the true body, and disintegrated the general trend of the witch clan.

Di Jiang was not stupid either. From the side of Daozu, he saw the fate of the future witch clan, and it would be better to give up.

The eyes of the Three Pure Ones, the Two Western Saints, and the powerful people in the prehistoric world have all gathered here.

"The great power of heaven, the heavenly court should not be destroyed!"

Hongjun Daozu's indifferent Taoism.

"The great momentum of heaven is to destroy my witch clan?" Di Jiang whistled in grief and anger, "Pangu Father God has created the world and created the world, and the fortune is vast. Could it be that you, the so-called saint of heaven, want to destroy my witch clan and destroy Pangu's bloodline?"

"The great trend of the way of heaven cannot be changed!" Hongjun Daozu said again, "Only this time, there is no such example! Starting today, within a thousand years, the Demon Palm Heavenly Court and the Witch-management Earth will not have a great war!"

Hahaha!

Di Jiang laughed wildly: "This time, my witch clan could have decided the world with one battle, but you just helped the witch clan. Now you have divided the lich. Although it is only a thousand years, you can cultivate and strengthen the demon clan with your power. At that time, my witch clan will inevitably be destroyed! Daozu, don't say that you won't help the demon clan. This time, this is an example!"

In Hongjun's indifferent eyes, lightning of destruction burst out.

"What? Want to kill all of us? Or seal it?" Di Jiang sneered, "If you have a genital place, come and see if this prehistoric land is your Hongjun's one-man show? Whatever you want? Kill whoever you want? In the future, the world will operate under your will? Could it be that you replace the way of heaven and replace it? Otherwise, the way of heaven is just a collection of order, and the operation of virtue and law, how can there be any major trend or small trend? It is just your will. Hongjun, how dare you say it is not?"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and Pangu bloodlines are born to control the laws of heaven. Although they do not have souls, their understanding of heaven is definitely not something that ordinary people can imagine.

With the luck and merit left by Pangu, they can be said to be the weakened version of the world's sons.

Hongjun was silent, and the indifference in his eyes was even better.

The left eye is chaotic, and the right eye world is destroyed.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches felt numb but did not retreat at all.

If you retreat today, the end of the witch clan will be destined.

On Kunlun Mountain, the Sanqing Saint suddenly stood up, and his expression changed one after another.

The three brothers looked at each other and were speechless.

The two Western saints are tense.

Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, etc. subconsciously clenched their hands.

No one wants these top powerhouses in the prehistoric world to have a huge will on their heads and always supervise them.

Shouyang Mountain, outside the ancestral hall of the human race.

Chu Yang's incarnation also looked silently.

Incarnation cannot be practiced, has no independent consciousness, but has a ray of will of the deity to maintain.

"This situation shouldn't have happened. With your cultivation level, you can easily resolve the dangers of the demon clan, but why is this?"

The incarnation looked at the place of war with his hands behind his back.

Heaven.

Five steps and one floor, ten steps and one pavilion, the fairy light is everywhere, the clouds and colorful rainbows are everywhere, and strange flowers and plants, carved railings and painted buildings, and even some decorations are all refined into immortal tools.

Extreme luxury is hard to describe.

Fantastic country, fantasy land.

Even the Buddha of Light was a little shocked.

"Nearly half of the wealth in the world gathers here!"

He sighed in his heart.

The demon clan is powerful, not only looking down at the vast land, but also controlling the infinite starry sky. How much wealth does it plunder?

The Buddha of Light kept moving towards the ground according to the memories of the powerful demon clan who were killed.

Shuttle through the vast space, breaking through various large formations, killing the strong men guarding each of them, and finally arrived at their destination.

"Fortunately, in the Lich War, there were almost no strong people from Daluo who were left behind in the Heavenly Court. Otherwise, if I had a few more courage, I wouldn't dare to break into this place!"

The Buddha of Light sighed.

The demon clan devotes all his strength to avenge the prince, how can he stay with powerful power without using it?

"Tianting Immortal Medicine Garden!"

Deep in the clouds, by the sea of ​​fantasy, a palace appeared.

The five huge Taoist essays in the book flashed with endless fairy light and drooped thousands of auspicious auras.

When the Buddha of Light approached, several immortal lights immediately descended from outside the hall and condensed into five demon generals, all of whom had the cultivation of Golden Immortals.

"The heavenly court must not be approached!"

They stopped Buddha Light.

"I am missing some guardians, so you are suitable!"

The Buddha of Light smiled slightly, raised his palm, slapped it in the air, and easily suppressed the five demon generals in the palm.

As soon as the thoughts change, they are transformed and they peek into the memory.

Bang...!

After a moment of pause, the Buddha of Light made a magic trick and saw the gate of the Immortal Medicine Garden open quickly. In an instant, a brilliant light burst out and the energy of creation surged.

He rushed in without hesitation.

From the outside, this is just a palace, but inside, it is a small world.

"Creation, fortune, this is fortune!"

The Buddha of Light looked at the medicinal fields and spiritual roots. Even with his mind, he couldn't help but be excited and trembled all over.

Too much, too much.

Look around, you can't see the end.

Moreover, the elixirs here are all innate things.

There are more than tens of millions of innate elixirs.

There are also spiritual roots, each occupying a large area of ​​space, rooted in the mud of Xilan, and watering the innate spiritual liquid, and there is no trace of acquired air in the air.

Nuwa used the Nine Heavens Xilan when she created humans. Although the soil of Xilan here is not as good as that of it, it is also innate and is the most powerful soil for cultivating spiritual medicines.

But it's all here

"Heaven, Heaven!"

The Buddha of Light breathing is rapid.

"Ten millions of spiritual medicines, endless strange flowers!"

"Is spiritual roots? There are ninety-nine low-grade spiritual roots; there are thirty-three medium-grade spiritual roots, and the top-grade spiritual roots, and three!"

After careful examination, the Buddha's heart trembled.

"With these, planting in the small worlds in the body of the deity will inevitably greatly accelerate the evolution of the world!"

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, a huge Buddha land appeared directly above his head, covering it, and the entire Immortal Medicine Garden was to be accommodated.

But at this moment, a fairy light rose up, blocking the falling Buddha land.

"In the Immortal Medicine Garden, there is no formation prohibition, but unexpectedly, a top-grade spiritual root has given birth to spiritual wisdom!" The Buddha of Light suddenly realized, "This is the real protection!"

"Golden Apple Tree, fellow Taoist, are you going to stop me?"

He showed a cold look.

"I gave birth to spiritual wisdom, but Di Jun did not destroy it. Let me take root here, absorb the innate spiritual energy, the source of creation, and further grow, and there is hope to transform into the future!" The golden apple tree swayed the golden light, covering one side of it, and a river of innate spiritual liquid flowed on it, pouring into the roots.

The golden light condensed, and a light man appeared. He bowed to the Buddha of Light, and then said: "Fellow Taoist, please leave, please leave, otherwise, once the Emperor of Heaven knows it, the vast land of the vast land, there will probably be no place for Taoist Taoist to stand again."

"You really want to stop me?"

Buddha Guangming asked again.

Buzz buzz…!

The golden fruit tree sighed and spitted a terrible storm of fairy light from above.

it goes without saying.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The Buddha of Light knew that time was tight and directly sacrificed the Qiankun ruler.

As soon as the top-quality innate spiritual treasure appeared, the golden fruit tree shook, and the fairy light converged. He said helplessly: "Fellow Taoist, can I keep my mind?"

"rest assured!"

The Buddha of Light nodded.

"Then let it go!"
To be continued...