Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

The above mentioned by reference and quasi-mentioned naturally refers to the way of heaven.

At this time Hongjun is the Dao of Heaven, but the Dao of Heaven is not Hongjun. All this is because the Dao of Heaven is incomplete, and it needs more variables to fill in the missing part.

Jiyin and Zhunti think that Duke is a variable thrown by the heavens, so they can't guess it, and it's not clear.

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Outside the city of Xiqi, Duke waved his hands again and again, and the twelve gate array flag appeared right away. After the flags left their hands, each occupied the twelfth capital position, and the wind gradually grew into a thousand feet high.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyebrows were cold, and he gently rubbed the Yu Ruyi hanging from his waist. He said that to convince Duke, he must convince Duke. Moreover, an incomplete array of the Twelve Gods of the Sky, even if it is put out, is at best the level of the ancestor witch, what is the fear.

Duke's hands repeatedly pinched Yin Jue, and the phantom of his ten fingers changed, and there was a bit of unreality in it. Following his movements, the twelve-faced flag manifested into twelve ancestral witch phantoms of various shapes, roaring toward the sky with their heads high.

Although it was a phantom, there was no sound when it roared, but the murderous aura emanating from all gestures still made the onlookers frightened. Gradually, the murderous aura became stronger and stronger, tumbling and stirring up the sky, causing the whole world to tremble.

When the time was right, Duke slapped his hands suddenly, folded his hands on his chest, his whole body burst into flames, and shouted: "The twelve capital gods are in a big array, get up!!!"

Murderous aura in the big formation, with Duke's loud shout, the endless turbidity in the veins of the earth went straight to the bullfight. The twelve phantoms swallowed the turbid energy crazily, and their figures were solid and lifelike, as if the twelve ancestor witches were really reborn.

In an instant, a large gust of cloudy wind swept across, the twelve ancestral witches gathered in one place, the sky was filled with black clouds, and only the filthy light remained between the sky and the earth. Countless nine-day divine thunder was born out of thin air, smashing down like a shower, but was crushed by a big hand that suddenly rose.

The twelve ancestor witch phantoms merged, revealing a gray-white giant, covered with red lines, evil spirits covering and blocking the sun, muscles pierced, and veins pulsating.

Facing this great giant, Yuanshi Tianzun showed disdain: "It is flashy and not real. An ancestral witch with an empty shell can dare to claim the Twelve Capitals!"

Having said that, Yuanshi Tianzun's right hand secretly stuffed in his sleeves is constantly counting. He has seen the true body of the twelve ancestor witches, but what is the situation of this gray and autumnal human ancestral witch?

Also, why didn't the ancestors **** snakes?

Duke stepped out, his figure soared to the size of ten thousand meters, and then merged with the phantom image of the ancestor witch merged with the great formation.

Yuanshi Tianzun even sneered when he saw this: "It's ridiculous, you are a wet egg, you actually dare to integrate the real body of the ancestral witch into your body, and you really think of yourself as a witch!"

However, at the next moment, Yuanshi Tianzun was shocked, and saw the illusion of the ancestor witch consolidating into one. He stepped on the ground and supported the sky with his hands, and his pale skin flashed with metallic luster. Arrays of chaotic air appeared from time to time, and his eyes were as hot as the bright sun, as cold as the yin and yang. The two qi cycles of yin and yang gave birth to infinite vitality.

Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned: "This...how is this possible? He is obviously from the Monster Race... why?"

Although the huge giant in front of him is a younger brother than Pangu, his aura is definitely far more powerful than the 12th Ancestral Witch, and beyond a level, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a small Pangu.

Recalling that the twelve ancestor witches summoned Pangu's true body in the past, and almost repeated the prehistoric times of earth, water, fire and wind, a drop of cold sweat was dripping from the temples of Yuanshi Tianzun. The Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods' evil formations are immeasurable, claiming to be able to kill the saints. He doesn't know if it is true or not, but the small Pangu's true body in front of him does bring him a lot of pressure.

This situation has also fallen into the eyes of many great supernatural powers. For example, the sea of ​​blood and the North Ming are all turbulent at this moment, and there are six reincarnations. The female phoenix eyes are lifted lightly, looking through the heavy void This indomitable giant.

The giant raised his arms to the sky, roared, and attracted the chaos that was thirty-three days away, washed away the mottles, tempered the flesh, and then his body shrank rapidly, leaving only ten feet tall.

"hiss!"

Between the world and the earth, there are sounds of inhaling cold air everywhere. Although the figure of the giant no longer stands up to the sky, the destructive power of the gestures has increased, as if the world can be reopened at any time.

A group of great supernatural powers chose to avoid the edge for the time being, far away from the place of right and wrong, and opened their own cave mansion's mountain protection formation, just begging not to be affected.

In the same way, these great supernatural power generations are also muttering in their hearts, why a monster clan will play the strongest formation of the witch clan so hard, is it possible that the battle of the lich was actually a play?

In the Wa Palace, Taoist Lu Ya had a pale face. After turning his head to look at the curtain, he wanted Nu Wa to explain to him how his parents, uncles, and brothers died.

Nuwa: "..."

At this moment, the original swordsman has unfolded Qingyun, thousands of golden flowers, hanging beads, auspicious light lingering, Ruiyan misty, chaotic air close, all being blocked by golden light.

After fusing this small Pangu real body, Duke only felt the pressure was great, because maintaining the body was too mana-consuming. Every time he drives, the mana in his body is drawn out like a flood. Even his BUG, ​​which never lacks mana, can't last too long. I am afraid that only a saint between heaven and earth can afford the consumption of this body.

Of course, this also gave Duke enough confidence, at least now he can break the wrist with Yuanshi Tianzun.

Time was pressing, and Duke did not dare to delay, nor did he pretend to be forced by his mouth, and then he directly punched him towards Yuanshi Tianzun.

This punch pierced through the void, all time and space, all burst into dregs, almost the moment when the punch was punched, it fell on the soul of Tianzun.

The golden light that Qingyun fell could not resist the fist, the golden light split, and thousands of golden flowers fell to the ground.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was shocked, and the secret path still underestimated the power of the small Pangu body, and immediately took out the Pangu banner. I saw the brilliance of a gray big streamer flowing, undulating, and faintly tossing, but it was full of chaos.

Yuanshi Tianzun squinted his eyes slightly, the murderous air filled, and he brushed the chaotic air against the fierce fist in front of him.

Pangu banners are the treasure of opening the sky, and have the power to cut through the chaos and open up the world. Hongmeng Daqian, the world's starry sky, are all in one wave. However, such an infinite treasure, hitting Duke, only gave him a stop and carved a white mark.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, the Pangu banner cut through the void and stepped outside the chaos. Duke did not hesitate to take a stride and followed. In the blink of an eye, the two came to the outer sky, one punched and blasted thousands, the other swept the void and chaos with a flag, and a few back and forth stirred the chaos and ran away.

After stepping into the chaos, Yuanshi Tianzun no longer had any scruples, the sage's mana was endless, and the wave of Pangu flags was faster than one. Gradually, the two of them changed from back and forth to Yuanshi Tianzun firmly in the upper hand, but Duke was not crushed all the way, at least Yuanshi Tianzun’s hairpin was smashed by him with a fist, and his hair was full of long hair dancing without wind. The dignity of the past.

Duke felt bitter in his heart, the saint was truly invincible, and Xiaopangu's real body was his strongest trump card, which actually only made Yuanshi Tianzun a little embarrassed. Feeling that the mana in his body was exhausted, he knew that if he didn't do anything, he would really become a younger brother in a moment.

Duke burst into a burst of shouts, the soul and the true body merged into one, and he grabbed the Pangu banner from a distance, and the mana burned frantically. In the archives of "Honghuang 1: The Thirteenth Pure Man of the Witch Clan", there was also a memory of fusion with Pangu's real body, but at that time he didn't have a soul, only knew Mang, and could not realize the magical effects of Pangu's real body. . At this moment, with his own soul fusion, a magical power automatically emerged in his mind. The only drawback is that it consumes too much mana. After using this, he is basically exhausted.

Duke emptied his five fingers and grabbed the Pangu flag in the air. Yuanshi Tianzun immediately noticed the trembling of the treasure flag in his hand, and there was a tendency to drop out of his hand. In shock, he hurriedly stopped it.

At the same time, in the Bajing Palace, Lao Tzu's Tai Chi figure also floated lightly, floating away from the Bajing Palace at a slow pace moving at the speed of a turtle.

Laozi glanced faintly, raised his hand and grabbed the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, pressed on the Tai Chi diagram, and continued to fiddle with his Nine Turns Golden Core.

Mana was vented wildly, but Pangu banners were firmly stuck in the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun~www.NovelMTL.com~ Duke secretly said unlucky in his heart, and today 80% is about to plant. Suddenly, he suddenly turned around to look out of the chaos, and if he felt something in his heart, raising his hand was a move.

哐————

A huge bell rang in the chaos, and then a gleam of golden light plunged into Duke's arms. It was a precious bell with the color of black and yellow. Outside of the clock, the sun, moon and stars, earth, water, fire and wind surround it, and there are mountains, rivers, and earth in the clock, and the prehistoric peoples loom in it.

Chaos clock!

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned: "It's weird, the trend of the number of days is chaotic, this thing...but it shouldn't be born!"

Embracing the Chaos Clock, Duke suddenly appeared in his mind with all sorts of methods, ignoring his surprise, and hurriedly used his soul to blend into it. The speed of the sacrifice was far beyond what Duke thought, but in the blink of an eye, the chaotic clock was carved by him.

The body of the clock buzzed, the yellowish color from the outside of the clock fell off, and the patterns of the sun, moon, stars, mountains and the earth disappeared, revealing the true appearance of gray Mongolian simplicity.

Duke subconsciously raised his hand and slapped it, and suddenly the five colors burst into light, the bell sounded vigorously, and the universe was shaken!