Leaving the palace, the woman held the jade tuxedo, the mind was up and down, and everything was like a dream.

"The world of the wilderness, the different world, is not interesting!"

The woman, or the girl, smiled.

In her previous life, she came from a world called the Fairy Sword.In that world, she was the successor of the female, because of the calculation by the emperor, the descendants of the generations of women are tragic death, there is no good end.His mother, Blue, is the end of tragedy; his daughter, too, is the end of tragedy.

But with the emergence of the teacher, she changed her fate.

She did not fall, but defeated the emperor, and finally became a new generation of heaven emperor, but also got the treasure of Pangu, completely changed the fate.The world of the old narrow fairy sword is constantly expanding and transformed into a world of immortality.

Cultivation is rising, and finally the world of saints.

Finally, she left the world of immortality and came to a new world, just under the factors of time and space extrusion, space-time chaos, etc., her body was shattered, her spirit was shattered, and only the true spirit was preserved and entered the gestation.

When I opened my eyes again, it was a whole new world.

When she opened her eyes again, Zhao Linger found that she was a woman, and she had a brother named Fu Xi.

In the world of the sword, Fu Xi repeatedly framed the woman, the disaster of the female line, most of them were caused by Fu Xi.But in this world, Fu Xi is very kind to her, for his sister, you can give up your life.

In the world of the sword, Fuxi is the emperor of heaven and the ruler of the three worlds; in this world, the emperor is the emperor, and the emperor is only the lord of the demon, not the master of the three realms.

In the fairy sword world there is no Hongjun, but this one has a junction; in the fairy sword world, the master of the magic world is the verb, but the master of this world is Luo Ji.In the fairy sword world, Sanqing is only a small role, but in this world, Sanqing is a giant.

There are so many differences in the world, so much different.

Then, the three words of the Zixiao Palace, in the story of Hongjun, to prove the most difficult.

But in the eternal world, Zhao Linger will understand the law of creation to the extreme, and finally entered the realm of the saint, there is no so-called decapitated body, no merit to sanctified.

At this moment, she can enter the realm of the saint at any time as long as she wants, but she quickly endures it.Too sharp, will only die very miserable, low-key is the king!When all opponents think you are a waste of time, it is the safest time to kill many people.

“Master, it is Pangu!”

Zhao Linger said, “Creating jade, its meaning contains the way of creation, if you can understand one or two, but you can guess the master’s intention!”

Is Pangoum dead?

Hongjun, Sanqing, twelve ancestors, etc., many strong people are hoping that Pangu will die, and the so-called death of Pangu is the best Pangu, but according to the ancient road, it will be so easy to die.Now it has fallen, but in a future time and space, it will return.

At the end of the third Hongjun sermon, the disciples left, and the purple palace was restored to the desert!

Time is passing, as the flood power has entered the Zixiao Palace to listen to the palace, the flood world has gradually entered the heyday, can be described as the strong generation, the master is like a cloud.

Only then did the conflict between the witch and the demonic people intensify.Don't tell each other what's wrong, the boss doesn't say the second one, they're each other.

“The deceiver is too great, the deceit is too great...” The demonic temple, too angry roar, the emperor Jun’s face is even more gloomy, and their feet are also cautious about the demon gods on their knees.

"Brother, the witch deceives too much, we can't suffer from bird gas, we must give the witch a good color!"The eyes are red, and the East Emperor's clock of the hand makes a crisp sound.

Di Jun looked at Baize and asked, “Bai Ze, what do you think of this?”

Bai Ze took a step forward and said with a deep voice: "Baize thought, when the war!!If there is no war, my demonic majesty is damaged, and it is just a measurement of the two pounds of the witch!"

"Well!" said Emperor Jun, his eyes shining brightly, stood up, and exuded his boundless power, and ordered, "Where are the top ten demons?""

“The subordinates are here.”

The ten demon saints stood out, most of them were quasi-hospital early cultivation, and two were quasi-holy monks.

"The Ten Demon Saints, leading 360 demons, 48,000 demon kings, distributing the Zhoutian Star Flag, and laying out the Great Battle of the Stars of the Sunday."

. . .

The temple of the ancestors, the twelve ancestors gathered together, standing to discuss what.

Suddenly the sky was suddenly dark and gray, and there was no starlight, and a bell rang out, and the sound of a very loud voice came from the sky: "Today I will step over the witch clan."

“Unbelievable—”

The emperor shouted, changed the zu witch, the stick in the empty row, the light reappeared, and the other eleven ancestors also changed the zu witch, glaring at the sky.

The sky, the emperor in front, left and right is too one and Kunpeng, followed by the ten demons, behind the 360 demon gods, there are countless demon king demon, in accordance with the cultivation of their backs each inserted a flag, the flag stars flow, receive an innumerable starlight, echoing the stars of the Sunday sky.

At the same time, their hands each hold weapons magic weapons, and stare at the witch clan below, as long as the emperor orders, they will attack.

The twelve ancestors became the true body of the devil, and the golden light, black water, thunder, lightning, light, space, poison, time, etc. were innumerable, and they all smashed against the demonic people.

Di Jun waved his big hand, and the river Tulo book floated in the air and shouted, "The stars are on the horizon."

The three vertical lines of the book are deep in the void, forming a three-dimensional number axis, the black and white light points of the river map reflect its coordinates, the demonic saints, the demon gods, the demon kings, the demon king, the little demon heard the emperor's order, the star flag behind the bright, echoing the coordinates, they instantly found their place.

“Stars, up—”

The stars suddenly shine, sprinkled with boundless brilliance, starlight into the body, the whole big array of unity, carrying the magic power of countless demons, and coming to the Wu people's ancestral Wu.The Zu Wu Nai Shinto contact the Zhoutian Star array will quickly be destroyed by the stars.

Dijiang looked around the brothers, then said in a deep voice: "Prepare the twelve gods to fight."

Dijiang put his scepter in the ground and said, “Space——.”With the heart of the staff, a space of thousands of miles is formed, and other ancestral witches are wrapped in it to resist the pressure of the big array of stars on Sunday.

Then, the other Zu Wu in the space to their own magic, the first is "earth", "gold", "water", "wood", "fire", the formation of five lines, endless, they stand in the earth, a steady stream of loss to space vitality, like this space is more solid.

Subsequently, the addition of "wind", "rain", "Ray", "electricity" and "weather" made the space storm change, thunderstorms, everything breeds, and it is like the prototype of a world.

“The time—”

Finally, the time of the ancient Wu Wu candle nine finally shouted, the world is constantly changing, the vicissitudes of the sea, everything breeds, the world is constantly complete, even the stars they are not familiar with light up the stars.Using the Twelve Laws of Magic, the Twelve Ancestors is to change the world according to their own consciousness and plan.

Seemingly complex to the extreme, but their action is also very fast, in an instant, the world changes to complete, a flood of the world shrinks in front of the world, the world's mountains and waters are the same as the flood world, is the whole shrinking countless times the flood world.

“The opposite of the source!”

The twelve ancestors of the witch stimulated the secret, immediately "reduced version of the flood" is constantly changing, first of all, not the mountains into a backbone, then the mountains into limbs and head, the land into muscle, then the mountain grass and trees into the shape of the body hair, jade petrified for his teeth, the sun two stars into the left and right eye of the giant, the remaining stars into his hair, and finally a purple star into the giant's eyebrow.

Twelve drops of blood like twelve suns flew into the heart of a giant.

Immediately a great giant appeared, it was Pangu.

Based on the original law of the twelve ancestors, it has evolved into a narrow version of the flood world, and it has made the world reverse, reverse the source, and become Pangu, which is the mystery of the twelve gods.

The twelve ancestors, the evolution of Pangu, is only a pirated Pangu, but enough to compete with the saint.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Pangu, the great breath hit the world, the stars of the big battle immediately for a meal, the operation is not smooth, the emperor drinks: "pangu!!"

“The old God—”

At this time, Pangu came out, as long as it was in the wilderness world of powerful monks, they would cast their eyes to the battlefield, their eyes squint, and the look of the viewer Pangu.

Sanqing end sitting in the Kunlun mountain, prompted the water mirror to shine, immediately projected everything in the battlefield here, Sanqing saw the ancient appearance, the look is different, and finally the old man said faintly: "tangible godless."

Under the joint efforts of the twelve ancestors, the twelve gods can gather the great array of the twelve gods and summon the ancient flesh; and under the joint cooperation of the three clears, the three clear formations can be carried out, and the Pangu Yuan gods can be summoned.

At this moment, the twelve gods are in great formation, but they summon the ancient body, but there is no soul, and the combat power is limited.

"Pangu is a master, but unfortunately it is only a copy, Pangu God opened the world, incarnated the world, what a great power, the greatness of the twelve ancestors, not as many as one of the billions of Pangu."If the twelve ancestors of the witch, they are all into the mixed realm, then the formation of a big battle, but there are some heads!"

The woman laughed, some disdainful.

. . .

Pangukou shouted, a fist hit, and immediately the stars trembled, almost collapsed.

“Crystal!”

Pangu Dynasty emptiness grasped, immediately innumerable characters gathered in the hands, a shadow of the formation of the axe, countless congenital confluence, will open the axe solid.

“Fighting!”

Pangu drank again, raised the Axe to the Sunday battle, the demonic people have been photographed by this boundless power, morale is all, the array of the law has spread the threat.

“Fighting!”

The emperor drove the stars and hit the real body of Pangu.

The bombardment!

The explosion immediately continued, and the confrontation continued.

The two methods collide, the void is broken, the space-time turbulence, starlight, clear air, turbidity, heaven and earth vitality mixed together, chaotic chaos, the formation of chaotic flow, countless mountains and rivers, birds, animals and insects, in the confrontation as a scum!

The buzz!

At this moment, the void trembled, a huge palm, patted two large arrays.

“The Holy Spirit!”

A person appeared in the flood power, and only this big cow could perform such a big move, one against the two major races.

The big hand went to the next cover, grasped the two formations, and the formation law was broken.

The stars are broken!

The twelve angels are broken!

Immediately, the demon emperor Jun, the emperor, etc., all fell to the ground and vomited blood; the twelve ancestors also fell to the ground, vomiting blood!

Under the saints are ants!

In the wilderness world, many powerful eyes flashed an idea.

This is the power of the saints, the invincible of the saints!

Between the peak of the quasi-holy and the saint, the gap is too big and almost irreparable.The so-called cross-level war does not exist!

"From now on, the demon clan is in charge, the witch is in charge, and there is no more fighting in 100,000 years!"

The hon is warned.

If the ants did not listen to the warnings, he did not mind to turn them to ash.

The demon emperor's face is iron and blue, the physical damage is second, the psychological trauma, that is the most terrible, the gap is too big, this is the saint.

The twelve ancestors also changed their faces, and they were afraid of the warning of the hongjun.

“Hm on!”Di Jun snorted coldly, his eyes flashed cold, and his eyes scanned the twelve ancestors and turned around and shouted, “Go!”

Di Jun took the first step and rushed to the demon family for 33 days.

The witch stood there and saw the demons leave, and they disappeared.Some of the masters entered the ancestral hall and talked to each other.

Since then, even if the two leprechauns have encountered cold eyes, it is just a battle of small shrimp rice, and as for SOSs, the big giants never fight.In the next 100,000 years, the two lepers will enter the Cold War period.

. . .

At this time, the palace, the old road of Hongjun sitting on the futon, sitting under the six monks, is the three clear, the woman, the introduction and the promotion, but also the Hongjun Chinding Heavenly Saint.

“See the teacher.”The six monks saluted the hon.

“Hmm.”He nodded and motioned for them to get up, and the six monks only felt that a esoteric force would drag itself up so that they could not resist.

Hong Jun said to them: "Today the poor road is about to come together, and the Heavenly Path is one, and in the future, it will be the body of the heavenly heart, treat everything, follow the sky, and take charge of the rules."

“The teacher?”People are worried that the tone of the voice seems to be a farewell.

"Don't worry."Hong Jun explained, "After the poor road is tiring, it is not a big thing."There is no need to interfere too much in the wilderness world in the future, and there is no emotion in the way of heaven, and I hope that you will do it for yourself.”

The old man frowned and asked, “Teacher, if you are in the same way, is it Tian Dao or Hongjun?”

The sun explained indifferently: "Hung Jun is heaven, and the sky is not a junta."

Lao Tzu, the relationship between Hongjun and Tiandao was so, and then the original calmly asked: "Is the Heavenly Path changeable?"

This question asked, a few monks are staring at Hongjun, Hongjun glanced at six people, in the sky for a pause, and then slowly said: "small momentum can be changed, the general trend is determined, can not be changed."