Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 247 The true avenue of power!
"Boom~"

Billions of stars are shining with starlight, and the majestic aura covers every place in the ancient world, unscrupulously announcing His existence to billions of endless sentient beings!

360 The five great gods and the 360 ​​five innate spiritual treasures have pushed the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation to its current peak!
Even the lingering pressure of Buzhou Mountain was shaken, as if it had become the only one in eternity.

As Emperor Jun took action, the formation exploded with all its strength, and hundreds of millions of stars rained down on the twelve ancestral witches like a torrent.

Each one is extremely terrifying, capable of destroying sacred mountains and rivers, and turning vast seas into mulberry fields!

Even Mount Buzhou was trembling. After Pangu's pressure was suppressed, huge potholes appeared one after another on the once indestructible mountains.

"Boom~"

Time and space were destroyed, and even Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin were forced out. They resisted the bombardment of stars one after another, and were beaten back again and again. The body of the ancestor witch, who had endured all tribulations, had scars and blood dripping from his body.

Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, Gonggong and other ancestral shamans were even more unbearable, roaring and retreating, their blood filling Buzhou Mountain.

Ju Mang shamelessly hid behind Ling Cheng, still able to observe everything around him.

"Pangu's will has never manifested."

"Even Mount Buzhou has been shaken again and again."

"Everything is as expected, His control over the prehistoric world has weakened."

"Because of Saint Hongjun? Or because of something else?"

"Then if other saints are born, will he continue to become weaker?"

"And without His will, Buzhou Mountain does not seem to be indestructible..."

After a long time, Ju Mang withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and shot out eleven rays of divine light, repairing the divine bodies of the ancestral witches.

“It’s time to take the next step and find out if He can still come!”

Ju Mang's thoughts moved, and the essence and blood of the ancestral witches boiled, resonating with the other ancestral witches!

"Set up the twelve capital gods and evil formations and blast his mother!"

"Hahaha, blast his mother!"

"Gan!"

The twelve ancestral witches stepped forward at the same time, and their energy and blood divine power rose into the sky, tearing apart the stars in the sky!
"The formation of the Twelve Capital Gods, stand up!"

There is a sound of Tao in the dark, vast and transcendent, as if it is transmitted from the long river of time, resounding in the hearts of all living beings.

Boundless evil spirits gathered, endless turbid air rose, and the twelve ancestral witches seemed to have disappeared from the wilderness, replaced by a supreme figure!

"Does my will still exist?"

The figure lowered his head and looked at himself for a moment, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Obviously, Pangu’s will never came this time!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches, also known as Jumang!
Now he controls this peerless killing array!
"kill!"

Ju Mang's will revived, and Di Jun keenly noticed a hint of stagnation in the Dutian Shensha Formation, and immediately activated the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation with all his strength, and struck a devastating blow!
"Boom~"

The incomparably bright light is shining, annihilating the Yin and Yang universe, shattering all laws, turning everything into nothingness, and returning all matter to chaos!
But the next moment, the world froze!
Ju Mang manipulated the figure and just waved his hand...

nothing at all!
The stars, avenues, and rays of light were all decomposed into the most basic particles of spiritual energy, and turned into a breeze blowing through the wilderness.

He tilted his head and looked at the Zhoutian Starry Formation, which was stagnant in place, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, as if he was asking:
"That's it?"

"impossible!"

Unbelievable roars sounded, and the confusion on the faces of the gods disappeared, replaced by fury that covered up fear.

"impossible?"

"What's impossible?"

"It's just beyond your understanding."

"I, the twelfth ancestral witch, was transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu. I set up a great formation. Is it impossible to summon Pangu's phantom?"

"Or is it impossible to use this to use Pangu Avenue?" "Oh, I guessed it!"

Ju Mang grinned, his voice full of playfulness:
"Don't you be so naive as to think that the avenue of strength is simply brute force?"

"Tsk, naive!"

At the same time, in the chaos.

Zixiao Palace suddenly appeared, Hongjun sat cross-legged on the jade steps, the divine light in his eyes penetrated the void, and he stared at everything on Buzhou Mountain openly.

When he saw Gou Mang's methods, a faint light flashed in his eyes:
"The avenue of power~"

"Whether it is magical power or great avenue, all methods must be based on "power", including magic power, divine power, gas power, suction power, repulsion power, etc.!"

"Mastering all these powers is the true path to power!"

"And when the "force" that supports all of this is removed and all magical means are reduced to their most primitive particle state, how much power can they have?"

"If not, how could the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods be easily killed by Pangu with just one axe?"

"They had no "power" when facing Pangu!"

Above the lack of care.

"However, since you want to see brute force, it's not like I can't help you."

Ju Mang sighed softly, holding his palm emptyly, as if he was holding an... axe?
The next moment, an extremely bright ax light erupted, awakening the fearful memories rooted in the true spirits of the demon gods!
"Hold me up!"

"It will kill you!"

"Damn it, you are really trying to trick us to death!"

While the gods were trembling, Fuxi and Bai Ze stepped out and fully assisted Di Jun in mobilizing the power of the formation.

Billions of stars gathered into a torrent, setting off thousands of huge waves, constantly hitting the ax light!

Wearing away layer by layer, blocking every inch.

In the end, the light of the ax was shifted by an inch, grazing the edge of the Zhoutian Star Formation.

"Boom~"

There was an earth-shattering explosion, and a corner of the formation was exploded. Dozens of Daluo demon gods died tragically in an instant. They couldn't even go back in time and turned into nothingness!

"Tsk, the cut was off-center."

Jumang was a little disappointed and raised his right hand again.

But this time, thousands of divine lights gathered together and turned into a real and illusory axe!
The moment it appeared, the heaven and earth seemed to have stopped moving, and everything in the universe was revolving around it!
A sinister smile flashed across Ju Mang's face, and his faint voice made the hairs of Dijun and the gods stand on end:

"This ax will kill you."

An ordinary light, extremely slow, seemed to be easily avoided, but the next moment, it appeared strangely in front of Di Jun!
No, it should be said that he appeared in front of all the Great Luo Demon Gods, including Fuxi and Bai Ze!
Ignore everything, it’s extremely weird!

It seemed like there was no threat, but when a Daluo Demon God accidentally touched it, it instantly shattered into a ball of particles!
Even the true spirit cannot escape and is completely destroyed!

"clang!"

Suddenly, a bell kept ringing, washing away the eternity!

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

Each one is faster than the other, and each one is more explosive than the other, until the bells stack up to billions of times, pushing the long river of time forward a little!
The world seemed to be reset, back to a moment ago!
"Brother, wake up!"

Taiyi wept and howled, his body ignited with raging Tao fire, and the Tao fruit above his head almost shattered!

He sacrificed his own greatness in exchange for the mighty power of the Chaos Clock that could reverse everything...

(End of this chapter)