"boom!"
There was another earth-shattering blast, and He Ping'an was knocked out again, while Pangu's shadow became more solid.
Terrifying cracks about ten feet wide appeared on the thousand-foot-long golden body, covering He Ping'an's entire body. No matter how much he used the eighty-nine mystical skills, he could not recover in a short time.
From the corner of his mouth, golden blood fell drop by drop to the ground beneath his feet, dyeing the ground black and gold.
He Ping'an took a long breath and temporarily suppressed the injuries on his body. In his eyes, golden light flashed, and he looked up at Pangu's shadow, which was still dozens of miles away from him.
"die!"
At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from behind He Pingan, and then a sharp ax struck from behind.
And Pangu's shadow, which was still far away, suddenly dispersed. It turned out that it was just the afterimage of Pangu's shadow that was too fast and stayed in place.
"Uh-huh!"
He Ping'an activated the golden light and dodged the fatal ax in the midst of lightning and flint.
"I originally wanted to play with you for a while, but it seems there is no chance."
He Ping'an said with a smile, blood at the corner of his mouth, but with a glimmer of confidence in his eyes.
"You dare to utter arrogant words when you are about to die. With one blow of an axe, I will destroy you both physically and mentally!"
The sneer of the wizard Zhu Qing came from the shadow of Pangu. Then with a thought, the twelve great witches were summoned at the same time. The great witches were covered in black light and poured all their mana into the twelve stone pillars.
Suddenly, black light emitted from the twelve stone pillars, and an aura that seemed to have existed since ancient times instantly covered the entire Xuanwu Cliff.
He Ping'an immediately felt a powerful force of restraint coming from the space around him. When his body turned, it was several times more difficult than before.
"Is this the power of space binding?"
He Ping'an looked at Pangu's shadow in confusion. The other party seemed to be in this aura and was not affected in any way. In fact, his speed was a little faster.
"good!"
The wizard Zhu Qing was now confident of victory, and there seemed to be a trace of pride on Pangu Xuying's blurry face.
"This formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods was originally prepared for that true immortal. Now that you are here, it is time to sacrifice the flag for the formation!"
A coldness flashed in the eyes of the wizard Zhu Qing, and he stopped talking nonsense. Thinking of the bloody long knife on He Pingan's body, a trace of greed suddenly flashed on his face.
Moreover, in his dream, he also discovered that He Ping'an seemed to have many secrets hidden in him. If he killed him, all these treasures would be his.
It is not impossible to break through the Witch God in one fell swoop.
From now on, I no longer have to be bound by the old immortal.
"Come die!"
With Pangu's giant ax in hand, the wizard Zhu Qing let out a loud roar, and with endless power, he threw the giant ax in his hand away dozens of miles away.
"Boom!"
The giant ax was thrown, instantly tearing open space cracks, and with an unstoppable aura, it struck at He Ping'an.
At this moment, He Ping'an's eyes narrowed. His body had been seriously injured at this time, and he must not be able to block the blow.
But it doesn't mean that he has no options.
"Explode! Explode! Explode!"
Following He Pingan's several roars, outside the formation, golden light suddenly appeared on the twelve ancient stone pillars. Then, endless dazzling golden light and terrifying explosive power completely enveloped the twelve ancient stone pillars. .
Each ray of golden light is equivalent to a full blow from a monk in the transcendent realm.
Under the twelve stone pillars, the twelve great witches didn't even have time to scream, before they were directly blown into powder by the golden light and disappeared between heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
The explosion erupted from the weakest point in the middle of the twelve tall and tough stone pillars. The sky-reaching stone pillar broke from it, and countless rubble collapsed from mid-air and hit the ground, making huge roars.
As the stone pillar collapsed, the giant ax that had struck three feet in front of He Pingan suddenly turned into a few shadows and drifted away in the wind.
At this moment, Pangu's shadow was also glowing with spiritual light. Although the wizard Zhu Qing tried his best to keep him alive, he still went away with the breeze.
The phantom of Pangu, who was so powerful just now, is now the only thing left on the same spot as the faint and faint soul of the witch fairy Zhu Qing.
"How can this be......"
Who am I and where am I?
The soul was suddenly exposed in the void. Zhu Qing couldn't adapt to it for a while. He looked around, as if he still hadn't figured out what was going on.
Just a breath ago, he had been extremely powerful and claimed that he would kill He Ping'an with an axe.
But in the blink of an eye, the situation of the two people suddenly changed dramatically.
Until He Ping'an looked at him with cold eyes, Zhu Qing's heart froze, and she quickly laughed and said: "Haha, fellow Daoist He, listen to my explanation, we can discuss anything."
"Isn't it a little late to say this now?"
He Ping'an raised his wrist, and a gray light flashed, intending to bring the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing into the world of human books.
"Fellow Taoist, please be merciful."
At this moment, a voice came from a hundred miles away, and in just a moment, a man wearing black scales and a green python in his hand appeared on Xuanwu Cliff.
Then he raised the staff in his hand to take away the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing.
He Ping'an's eyes flickered, and the gray light suddenly accelerated, grabbing the man before him and taking away the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing.
"Witch God?"
He Ping'an's eyes flashed with golden light, and his spiritual vision skills were functioning perfectly, and he could already see that the person in front of him was just a clone.
However, his strength is unfathomable. Only the witch god who was injured by Taizu Daxuan 1,500 years ago could have such strength.
The stone in his heart suddenly fell. He had just experienced a fierce battle. If the true form of the Witch God came here, it was open to question whether he could escape.
But if it is a clone of the Witch God, even if he cannot defeat it, he can still escape with the golden light of the ground.
"Fellow Taoist, can you return Zhu Qing's soul to me?"
The witch god clone looked at He Ping'an, with green lights flashing in his eyes, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
He Pingan did not dare to be careless at all. Although it was just a clone, it was not so easy for him to deal with at this time.
"It's not impossible to hand it back to you. I wonder what price fellow Taoist Witch God can pay?"
He Pingan looked at the witch god clone and teased with a smile.
"I'm observing the physical way of the Martial Saint cultivated by my Taoist friend. I wonder if this blood-toothed rice is what you like?"
The witch god clone looked at He Ping'an carefully for a moment, then chuckled, fluttering his right hand, and a rice grain as thick as a child's arm and covered in blood appeared out of thin air.
"Bloody rice?"
He Pingan's eyes flashed with golden light, and he suddenly showed a hint of surprise.
The blood-red rice grain in front of him is filled with endless power of essence and blood. If he swallows the previous one, his physical strength will increase a lot.
Ranwen
"not enough."
He Ping'an shook his head. A piece of blood-fang rice could only increase his strength to a limited extent.
"How about three?"
The Witch God clone turned his wrist, and three blood-fang rice floated in the sky above his palm, exuding a blood-red light and looking extremely alluring.
"Five!"
Hepingan lion opened his mouth.
"also may!"
The witch god clone smiled and nodded, seemingly agreeing, but a strange color flashed in his eyes. Then he suddenly raised his hand and pointed the staff at He Ping An in the void. A strange wave was transmitted from the staff in an instant. Then he rushed to He Pingan.
The green python wrapped around the hand jumped forward, the blood-red letter kept spitting out, as if it wanted to choose someone to devour.
Take action as soon as you say it, without any hesitation at all
"Uh-huh!"
He Pingan's consciousness has been paying attention to the movements of the Witch God's clone, and he will no longer be easily hit by the dream-entrance technique of the Witch God Zhu Qing like before.
Seeing him take action, the golden light on the ground circulated to the extreme, and disappeared from the place in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already a hundred miles away.
Now that he had just fought, his physical body had not fully recovered. Moreover, in the world of human books, the spirit of the witch fairy Zhuqing still needed to be suppressed by himself, so there was no need to fight with the witch god's clone at this moment.
"Don't run away!"
The clone of the Witch God recited a strange incantation, and with a slight shake of the staff, his body turned into a stream of the purest water spiritual power between heaven and earth. Blue light flashed and he was already chasing He Ping'an.
