The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 807: The demise of the demons

Immediately, from the demon body of ten thousand feet, the power to destroy the sky and the earth was shot out, and it fell directly into the eighty-one beams of light.

In an instant, the beam of light shines brilliantly, as if possessing the supreme power that penetrates the sky.

"The ancient innate demon god, come to the world again! Take back the glory that belongs to you, and show your supreme power!" At this moment, the real body of the ten thousand zhang demon **** was half-kneeling on the ground, like a devout prayer.

Between heaven and earth, it suddenly became dark, and waves of coercion from chaos descended on the world.

“Ouch!!!”

Several thunderous roars came from the great formation.

The nine beams of light are united, and the phantoms of the nine innate demons appear in the world.

Although it's just a phantom, it still brings enormous pressure to the Twelve Ancestral Witches who are frantically attacking outside the great formation.

There are demon gods with human heads and beast bodies, demon gods with eight arms that look like apes, and even demon gods with twelve wings. As soon as the phantoms of these demon gods appeared, a voice came out:

"Who called me out?"

The sound shook the sky and shook the universe.

"Great Innate Demon God, please help me to kill strong enemies!" At this time, in front of the Innate Demon God's phantom, the immortal ancestor of the Demon God of Ten Thousand Zhangs seemed very weak.

"Offer your soul and blood, and I can kill a powerful enemy for you." A ruthless voice came from the phantom!

At this time, the demon ancestor was filled with monstrous hatred. He hated that the Twelve Ancestor Witch ruined his efforts. He hated that he had no power to protect his younger brother.

At this time, a struggling look flashed across his face.

However, in order for the two younger brothers to escape, he still has to block the Twelve Ancestral Witch. The longer he blocks, the safer his two younger brothers will be.

"I'm willing to offer my soul and blood to help you return to the world!" Wu Mozu made a pitiful voice.

Suddenly, the nine phantoms directly reached out and reached out, unable to be in the real body of the Demon Ancestor Wanzhang Demon God.

The phantoms of the nine-way innate demon gods actually began to feel solid, as if the real congenital demon gods had descended into the world.

Finally, the demon body of the Ancestor Impossible Demon withered away, and a breeze blew through it, turning it into ashes, leaving no trace behind.

A generation of demon ancestors, peerless murderers, cannot be demon ancestors and perish.

Absorbing the blood and soul of the Unable Demon Ancestor, the nine innate demon gods had a real feeling at this time.

The nine phantoms turned around and looked at the twelve ancestor witches who were still attacking the great formation at this time.

In the illusory eyes, it is as if the will of heaven and earth is coming.

"Death!" An incomparably cold voice came from the phantom.

"It's so arrogant, let me be extravagant than a corpse, and look at you who have been dead for many years, and how powerful you were back then!"

She is more direct than the corpse, and hits a punch that can destroy the world.

That ape-shaped demon **** phantom, as if opening his third eye, a golden light shot out from him, directly piercing the body of the ancestral witch, the body of which is far more powerful than the corpse The punch didn't have the slightest effect.

"Like a corpse!"

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Several exclamations came from Zu Wu's mouth!

The corpse swayed and stood up again. On the left arm, there was a blood hole, and drops of blood began to flow from it.

"It's so strong, even though it's been down for countless years, is it impossible for us to resist just relying on a remnant of the soul to come to the world?"

"Shebi corpse, be careful!" Zhu Jiuyin was fighting with that, the twelve-winged demon **** phantom.

Suddenly, a golden light suddenly appeared, and in front of the corpse, she escaped dangerously.

"The Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons! Get up!" Di Jiang, with flying silver hair, threw the flags of Gods and Demons into the air.

The other eleven ancestral witches also threw the flag of the gods and gods into the air when they heard the words.

Twelve poles are all gods and evil flags, the wind turned into a huge size, madly absorbing the evil spirit between heaven and earth.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches left the battle directly and began to merge into one.

In an instant, the phantom of Pangu with a height of 100,000 zhang appeared in the world, and the simple and vicissitudes of Pangu's body instantly spread throughout the prehistoric world.

"Pangu!"

"Pangu!"

"Pangu!"

In the phantom of the Demon God, a cry of exclamation could be heard.

"It turns out that you have also fallen. You, who was once the most powerful, will also fall! Haha, haha!!" Among the nine phantoms, an old man-like phantom that had never moved, turned out to be a big haha. laughed.

"Dutian Shenlei!" Pangu phantom shouted violently.

Suddenly, the tens of thousands of meters of divine thunder fell directly on the shadow of the demon god, all gods and thunders, possessing the unparalleled power to open up the world.

After Divine Thunder, the phantom felt a little illusory.

"Eat my scepter!" The old man made a move, and a scepter flew from somewhere.

The scepter instantly turned into a huge size, traveled through space, and hit Pangu's phantom directly.

Suddenly, Pan Gu was staggered.

"Shout!"

In Pangu's mouth, he let out a shocking roar.

At this time, a rusty axe appeared in Pangu's hand. In his eyes, there was a flash of light, as if the real Pangu had come back to life.

"Breakthrough!"

After Pangu roared loudly, he slashed down with an axe.

This axe carrying the power of opening up the sky and the earth, carrying the supreme divine power, directly split the entire Holy Demon Mountain in half.

The six demon phantoms blocked by Pangu's axe were directly chopped into pieces.

After seeing this, the remaining three demon **** phantoms also directly hit the strongest blow, wanting to directly smash Pangu.

An ancient sword, a scepter, and a spear.

With the supreme power of the innate demon god, he directly penetrated the sky and wanted to tear Pangu to pieces.

"Shout!"

Pangu stretched out a hand and directly grabbed the three weapons in his hand. The rays of light flashed in his hands, and the three extremely powerful weapons turned into phantom fragments.

Seeing this, the three phantoms also shouted in the sky and charged directly at Pangu.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After three loud roars, three phantoms exploded directly around Pangu.

Everything around was razed to the ground, and the Holy Demon Mountain, which was originally tens of thousands of meters high, was also reduced to ashes.

After the smoke and dust passed, twelve **** figures flashed out.

At this moment, the twelve ancestor witches are all pale.

"If it weren't for us, if we all broke through to the peak of the quasi-sage, that just now, it is estimated that we will die!" Shebishi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with lingering fears.

"Okay, this battle is over, no matter what, I still achieved the desired result!" Hou Tu also said with a pale face, as if he didn't want to recall the extremely dangerous scene just now.

"Wutian and Wuxin didn't show up just now. It seems that they have escaped!" Zhu Jiuyin said.

"If you run away, run away, they can't make any waves!" The red-haired Zhu Rong said with some disdain.

"In the future, they may bring disaster to the Wu clan!" Zhu Jiuyin said with a dull expression.

"Do you need to pursue them?" Wu Di Jiang, the ancestor of space, asked with a slight change in expression.

"We've all been seriously injured, and we can't catch up. The incapable Demon Ancestor is extremely ruthless, and he is so resolute toward himself." Qiang Liang said gloomily.

"Let's go, go back!" Zhu Jiuyin said.

Twelve figures disappeared into the sky, but it was in the prehistoric world, setting off monstrous waves.

The Twelve Ancestors of the Witch Clan, this powerful attack, was wiped out in one fell swoop. The demon sect that originally dominated the Western Continent of the Great Wilderness even killed the Unable to Demon Ancestor, which can be said to be arrogant.

For a while, there were no living beings, and they dared to challenge the majesty of the Wuzu tribe.

At this time, Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes, the five elements in his eyes alternated, the yin and yang cycle, and the two appearances alternated. :

"Pangu's real body is very powerful, and the innate demon phantom is equally powerful. Now, the Wu clan is not sure, Hongjun's meaning should not move, the East Prince and the West Queen Mother, then, next time, Zuwu Is it time to come to my Longevity Mountain? Hehe, my Longevity Mountain is not so easy to enter, but I want to see if the Wu clan is interested?"

After speaking, Zhen Yuanzi closed his eyes and began to quietly comprehend the Hunyuan Avenue.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi has already opened up the world of the five elements, and his body is the tree of achievement. As long as he comprehends it for a period of time, he can refine it into a Taoist instrument and achieve the position of an immortal saint. For Zhen Yuanzi It's not difficult, but the level of cultivation before sanctification will also affect the strength and cultivation speed after sanctification. Therefore, Zhen Yuanzi is to seize the time to cultivate, in order to look forward to Hongjun's three lectures After the Dao, the strength is stronger after being sanctified.

Kunlun Mountain, in Sanqing Hall, Sanqing opened his eyes at the same time, looked at each other, Taishang Laojun took the lead and said:

"The arrogance of the witch clan is too strong, but it is not beneficial. I will need to do some calculations when I practice in the future!"

"Indeed, the Wu clan is too strong, and the demon clan must make it come out sooner. They cannot be allowed to accumulate strength." A light flashed in the eyes of the original Tianzun.

"This is a very good remark. After Master's lectures three times, he must make some calculations." Tongtian said without hesitation.

"The Twelve Capitals are really too powerful. It seems that I have to study it carefully. Zhou Tianxingchen is in a big formation, so as not to be disadvantaged in future disputes!" At this time, Di Jun, Sitting high on the Nine Heavens Dragon Chair, he said with a faint expression.

At this time, Emperor Jun's cultivation has gone a step further, but he still has no clue about sanctification.

Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa and Fuxi brothers and sisters, all stood on the top of the mountain, quietly looking into the distance, Fuxi suddenly said:

"You and I, brothers and sisters, were born from the innate yin and yang, and they were not among the two lich clans. It can be said that they are elves of heaven and earth. Now, I am Emperor Xi, and you are Emperor Wa, involved. In the Lich War, in the future, you should not intervene in the Lich affairs, otherwise, you and I, brother and sister, will not have a good ending in the end."

After speaking, Fuxi turned to leave, his back looked so sad and desolate.

Nuwa's expression changed. She knew that her brother must have seen something. Fuxi knew the secrets of heaven and was born good at calculus. Could it be...

At this moment, Nu Wa didn't dare, and continued to think about it.

Thousands of years have passed. In the past few thousand years, the power of the Wu clan has entered the Western Continent.

Once, someone saw the three ancestral witches entering Longevity Mountain, but they left sadly.

The war everyone imagined did not break out, and the Wu clan only occupied the southern continent, excluding the spiritual clan.

Some people say that the Spirit Clan has long since surrendered to the Wu Clan.

Some people said that Zhen Yuanzi was strong and forced the Wu clan back.

Some people say that in the last war, the twelve ancestors were injured, and at this time, they were unable to take action.

In short, there are all kinds of arguments, but the Witch Race has never entered the sphere of influence of the Spirit Race, turning a blind eye to the Spirit Race.

However, the Witch Clan is stronger every day, occupying almost the entire prehistoric world. At this time, the Witch Clan's luck is extremely strong, and the number of Witch Clan is also increasing.

On this day, Hong Jun's figure once again appeared in the prehistoric world.

"The last sermon is about to begin, anyone who is destined can come!" Hong Jun said with a blank face, and his voice instantly spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Numerous great gods started, hurried to Zixiao Palace, and streamers flashed in the sky.

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In the Zixiao Palace, at this time, it was much quieter than the previous two sermons. After several battles, many of the great gods who heard the Dao in the Zixiao Palace lost their lives. However, there were also some new The face came to the Zixiao Palace.

The twelve ancestor witches also came, and they were all staring at each other. Di Jun and Taiyi seemed to want to find something.

Di Jun didn't pay attention, his face was still calm, but Taiyi was, and he stared back without showing weakness, which caused the twelve ancestors to be unhappy, and his eyes were full of anger. If this place is not the Zixiao Palace, it is estimated that There was already a battle.

"Clang!"

In the Zixiao Palace, a bell sounded, and the golden boy and girl appeared in front of the stage.

Immediately, Hongjun appeared.

This time, Hong Jun is even more ethereal, as if he is the way of heaven.

In the chaos, in the Zixiao Palace, who can come to listen to the sermon, which one is not a great **** who has experienced catastrophe and has a profound cultivation base, they have not found out how Hongjun appeared.

The Daozu of Hongjun is not far from the reunion, and he was able to incarnate the path of heaven in a short period of time, thus having such a strange way of appearing.

Seeing the crowd gathered, Hongjun began to preach.

Hong Jun said with a flat face:

"This time, this is the last sermon, how much you can remember is up to you, your own good fortune!"

This sermon is different. The first sermon is about the cultivation method under the immortals to help people stabilize their foundations. The second sermon is about how to break through the Great Luo Jinxian and achieve the method of quasi-sage. , and even more, the method of three corpses.

This time, it is the way of the saints. This time, the sermons are all profound and mysterious, and they are obscure and difficult to understand. Everyone's face is full of bitterness. Even the people sitting in front, on the six futons, also Frowning again and again.

The three of Zhen Yuanzi, Ming He and Zizhu have a high realm, and their cultivation is the highest among them. They have already reached the realm of quasi-sage great perfection. Windy look.

At this time, Emperor Jun has also reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage. Among the crowd, there is only Taishang Laojun, who is similar to him, but at this moment, he frowns, but after all, Still understand.

Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng and the others shook their heads when they heard it, but they only understood the fur.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are even more so, they look like they don't understand anything, only Houtu is constantly thinking about something.

Saint Avenue, not everyone can understand.

When many great gods are immersed in Hongjun's sermons, their minds are indulged in the Dao, but they do not realize that time is passing.

30,000 years have passed just like this, and Hongjun, as usual, kept silent when the time came.