One side is the most powerful person in heaven, and the other is the most powerful person in the Wu clan.
The two sides fought, causing the aftermath of world destruction and real fire.
Zhu Rong's ability to control fire naturally restrained Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and with other incarnations refined by ancestral witches, he seemed to have an advantage against two against twelve.
However, neither Di Jun nor Donghuang Taiyi is above fire. The two of them have long transcended the constraints of their origins and blazed their own path.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the ancient heaven, I'm afraid they would have become saints long ago.
"The Emperor of Heaven buries his eternal life!" Di Jun drew his sword.
The sword's brilliant light brings the five debilitating auras of heaven and man, making the infinite lifespan become limited, shortening the lifespan, and destroying immortality.
"Donghuang Bell!" Donghuang Taiyi urged the Donghuang Bell, and the bell rang, causing water and fire to rise.
Seeing that they had no advantage, Zhu Rong and Gonggong took control of their external incarnations, formed an array of twelve evil spirits, and summoned the god 'Pangu'.
The god 'Pangu' appears, and a vast aura appears in the chaos.
Chaos trembled, and mysterious aura emitted from the Zixiao Palace.
However, Patriarch Hongyun, who had received the inheritance of three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, felt the feeling in his heart and couldn't help but let out a wisp of aura.
Lin Fan stepped back and looked in the direction of Zixiao Palace.
The opening sword energy in the Zixiao Palace was automatically activated by Hongyun Patriarch's claws. In an instant, the sword energy enveloped the Zixiao Palace.
Lin Fan frowned and looked at the god 'Pangu'.
The 'Pangu' god reappeared by the Twelve Ancestral Witches is the ancient monkey, and the Pangu who truly opened the heavens is Lin Fan.
It's just that people in the primitive world don't know it.
Back then, the ancient monkey was killed by three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, and its remains were eaten.
The Zixiao Palace was shaken. Apparently, the ancestor Hongyun in the Zixiao Palace recalled the memory of eating ancient monkeys through the inheritance of three thousand chaos demon gods.
"Interesting!" Lin Fan said.
"Ancestor Hongyun is coming out soon." Nuwa was a little worried.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, even if he gets the cultivation of Dao Ancestor, he won't be able to make trouble."
Hearing this, the three girls relaxed and watched the battle between Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and the god 'Pangu'.
The god 'Pangu' holds the sky-opening ax, and its power is not weaker than the one summoned by the ancestral witches to deal with Lin Fan.
"I killed the other ancestral witches and refined them into incarnations to form the twelve evil gods. I spent countless efforts to maintain the combat power of 'Pangu' god and man. The combat power has not increased or weakened, but Killing you is enough."
The god 'Pangu' spoke, but what came was Zhu Rong's voice.
"I'll tell you one more news."
Perhaps because he felt that Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were about to die, or perhaps because victory was imminent and he couldn't help but share it with others, Zhu Rong told some shocking news.
"Actually, Gonggong has long since fallen. He fell after his anger touched Mount Buzhou. He collided with Mount Buzhou and caused countless deaths and injuries to all living beings in the wild. This cause and effect is recorded on him. When I killed him, it was effortless. Die! Open the sky!”
The Kaitian ax split open the chaos and struck down, reappearing the power of Kaitian.
"The Emperor of Heaven steps on time!"
"Chaos Breaks!"
Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi attacked at the same time.
Three strikes struck each other, and the Sky-Opening Ax was shattered, and Pangu was defeated.
Di Jun's sword penetrated the god-man 'Pangu', and killed Zhu Rong's soul that controlled the incarnation outside his body with one sword.
...
The god 'Pangu' was shattered, and the twelve ancestral witches flew out.
The Sword of Emperor Jun killed eleven souls who controlled the incarnations outside the body.
The Donghuang Bell rang the doomsday bell, and the bell struck Zhu Rong's real body again and again. The damage intensified one after another, and Zhu Rong's real body was shattered.
The life of Zhu Rong, who was flying upside down, was like a candle in the wind.
"Zhu Rong, you have lost! The Wu clan has lost!" Di Jun's sword was placed on Zhu Rong's neck.
"If the other ancestral witches had not died, today's battle might have had a different outcome. You witch clan is asking for your own destruction."
"Suicide?!" Zhu Rong's eyes were blurred by blood, and blood was pouring all over his body.
"You refined the eleven ancestral witches into external incarnations and tried your best to maintain the combat power of 'Pangu', a god and a man. However, the power of 'Pangu' a god and man only remained the same and did not increase. Taiyi and I are making progress all the time and have already surpassed it." The combat power Pangu's god-man showed previously. We have made progress, but you are standing still."
"I'm so sorry!" Zhu Rong roared, and the sharp sword edge cut through his throat, killing his soul.
At the moment when his soul was extinguished, Zhu Rong used Zhu Jiuyin's magical power to use time and space together.
Before Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were aware of it, they sent away the last hope of the witch clan, the blood of the twelve ancestral witches.
The essence and blood cut through the space and fell into Xingtian's hands.
"What is that?" Nuwa asked curiously when she saw the blood droplets flying away.
The empress looked at Hou Tu fiercely from the side, preventing Hou Tu from making any unnecessary moves.
When Di Jun beheaded Zhu Rong, Hou Tu planned to take action, but Lin Fan stopped him. From then on, the empress looked at her fiercely.
"Blood inheritance." Lin Fan said.
Just because Di Jun and the others didn't discover Zhu Rong's backhand, it doesn't mean that Lin Fan couldn't discover it.
With Lin Fan's current strength, he can become a saint at any time.
The reason why I have not become a saint is because the time has not come yet.
If Lin Fan wants to prove himself, he must prove himself as the strongest saint.
"If you get it, you can gain the power of the twelve ancestral witches and make the witch clan make a comeback."
"Oh, but will Di Jun and the others allow the Wu clan to make a comeback?" Saint Nuwa muttered.
"Won't."
Sure enough, as Lin Fan said, Emperor Jun opened a space, appeared directly in front of the formation of the two armies, and threw the heads of the twelve ancestral witches to the witch clan side.
The strong man of the witch clan changed his expression when he saw the heads of the twelve ancestral witches and the intact Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
"Kill! The Witch Clan is defeated!" Demon Master Kunpeng shouted.
The Heavenly Army attacked the Wu Clan army.
After losing the twelve ancestral witches, the witch clan seemed to have lost its soul and its combat power was greatly reduced.
Although Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi did not join the battle, the outcome of the decisive battle was one-sided.
The Wu army was defeated like a mountain.
The pure-blooded powerful warriors of the Witch Clan were given special care, and each one was killed by the Heavenly Powers who caught up with them.
The corpses were either eaten, made into magic weapons, or witnessed the tragic death of her clan members. The queen couldn't bear it, so she knelt down and begged Lin Fan to save her clan members.
"Have you forgotten how your tribe drove you away in the first place?" Lin Fan said.
At first, Hou Tu was very unhappy when he left the Wu clan.
The internal fighting among the ancestral witches is on the one hand, and the hostility of the witch clan members is also on the other.
At that time, all the Wu tribe supported Hou Tu’s expulsion.
"They knew they were wrong." Hou Tu's eyes were filled with tears.
"No, I don't think they knew they were wrong. If they did something wrong, they should take responsibility for their actions. People of their age should take responsibility."
Seeing that Hou Tu was sad, Lin Fan softened his tone.
"Don't be too sad. The Witch Clan has done so many murders. The calamity has come and there's nothing we can do to save it. What's more, this time it's just a small calamity."
"Is the clan about to be exterminated or is it a small disaster?" Saint Nuwa rolled her eyes.
"Hasn't the clan been exterminated yet?" Lin Fan looked at Xing Tian who was retreating.
"He is the new hope of the Wu clan."
"Xingtian Great Witch." Houtu recognized Xingtian.
Xing Tian, who is half human and half witch.
"The hope is in him?"
"Yes." Lin Fan said calmly.
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