"Yang Jian, you, you, you...how dare you underestimate me like this!" Xuan Ming was furious, his beard and hair flying.
When Yang Gang saw this, he smiled dumbly.
After the people of the Jiuyou tribe transformed themselves into 'witches', their brains seemed to be in trouble!
"Eh... Twelve Witch Ancestors? With this look, is he the real Witch Ancestor or a fake? I don't know if there was a race of witches in ancient times, and if there was the so-called 'scourge of lichs'..."
"Emperor Yue Tian, Ling'er... seems to be the daughter of the 'Witch Queen' in the world she is derived from? Is it a coincidence or..." Yang Gang's thoughts wandered far away, but he really couldn't figure out the connection.
He could only shake his head and smile, "That's all, the two worlds are not the same after all. This inference is completely baseless..."
"Ah ah ah, Yang Jian is bullying others too much!"
When Xuan Ming saw Yang Gang's appearance, he felt as if he was laughing at him.
'Dong~~'
A dull drum beat.
Yang Gang's heart skipped a beat, and his heartbeat seemed to pause for a moment.
'Dong dong dong'
Xuan Ming beat the black leather drum in front of him in the sky, and strange sound waves penetrated the void and fell on Yang Gang from all directions.
Gradually.
The blood all over his body began to flow backwards, his meridians were tied, and his blood vessels bulged one by one.
"Is this the magical power of the Witch Clan?"
Yang Gang looked up at Xuan Ming and asked curiously.
"This is the magical power of the witch ancestors, the power to control the blood. Huh, I, Jiuyou, originate from ancient times, have noble blood, and are proficient in the way of the body. Do you and other clay-sculpted humans dare to compete with my witch clan?"
Xuan Ming said with a ferocious smile.
"..."
Yang Gang took a deep breath.
suddenly.
Thousands of spiritual ideas on Buzhou Mountain were rolled back and sucked into his body.
Gulu gulu~~
The sound of blood pouring clearly reached everyone's ears.
Yang Gang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The rioting blood subsided instantly, and the meridians and blood vessels calmed down one by one, becoming even a little tougher than before.
"that's all?"
Yang Gang seemed to shake his head in disappointment, "The physical way of your witch clan seems to be inferior to the way of physical sanctification of my elder brother Shi Huang!"
"Stone King!"
Xuan Ming's expression changed slightly.
Then he said angrily: "In that case, let's fight for victory with our true skills!"
boom!
A wave of air swayed in the sky.
Xuan Ming's body suddenly transformed into ten thousand feet, using the power of the sky and the earth, with a ferocious face, stepping on dragons and snakes with his feet, and driving away ancient evil monsters with his hands, and came towards Yang Gang to kill him.
"nondescript."
Yang Gang shook his head slightly.
Based on his many years of study and creation of the physical body, he instinctively felt that although the mysterious witch ancestor used secret methods to transform the ancient body, reaching a state beyond the immortal king and transcending the 'extreme end of the earth', it seemed not to be perfect.
If the Demon Saint is called a false saint, he is probably the top of the false Immortal.
boom!
The three-pointed, two-edged sword traced a mysterious trajectory, slashed down into the void, and opened a huge gash directly between Xuan Ming's chest and abdomen.
Yang Gang didn't even transform his body of ten thousand feet and use the magical power of the heaven and earth.
"ah--"
Xuan Ming snorted and cautiously retreated to the Jiuyou camp, looking at Yang Gang in shock.
He seemed to be wondering why the body of the witch ancestor, who was so powerful and thought to be invincible to mountains and seas, was not a single enemy of Yang Gang.
"I can beat up twelve of you, a scumbag who proves the truth through external force!"
Yang Gang looked at the sky and his voice was very calm.
However, everyone present felt an arrogance that looked down upon the Three Realms.
The Xuanming Witch Clan was shocked.
His eyes widened in astonishment, and his inferiority complex was deeply hurt by these words.
Yes.
The Jiuyou tribe, which inherited a trace of ancient loser blood, has always been looked down upon by all living beings in the three realms.
They always want to prove themselves.
However……
"ah!!!"
"Yang Jian, you are just a weakling relying on external forces, how dare you bully me like this!"
"Kill you!"
"I will kill you today!"
The Xuanming Witch Ancestor roared furiously.
The gray hair on the back of his head suddenly swelled, trembling like a spiritual snake, and suddenly rushed towards Yang Gang.
at the same time.
boom!
There was a shocking sound of drum beating.
Thousands of Jiuyou tribes swarmed towards the Human Emperor's army.
At this moment.
Eleven towering figures suddenly appeared among the demon army and all attacked Yang Gang.
"The formation of the twelve capital gods and demons - Kai!" The twelve figures formed seals at the same time.
An ancient, desolate atmosphere, filled with endless despair, came from somewhere.
"Sneak attack?"
Yang Gang only felt the space around him flicker.
Appeared unexpectedly in a vast land.
Twelve huge figures, like mountains reaching into the nine heavens, walked slowly from twelve directions around them.
He moved and was about to take off when he suddenly felt a strong gravitational force and his feet landed again.
Witch clan.
The ancient lord of the earth.
They have never lost a battle on the earth!
Never!
"die!"
Twelve overlapping roars resounded throughout the sky.
Terrifying alien phenomena formed layers of intricate pictures in the sky, all created with the pure power of the flesh.
"Okay, what a great formation of twelve gods and demons!"
Yang Gang let out a light scold.
Suddenly, his body expanded tens of thousands of times.
He actually turned into a huge God of War who stood tall and tall on the sky and the earth.
He wore silver armor, a black cloak, and held an ancient magic weapon with a three-pointed two-edged sword. A golden vertical eye shone brightly on his forehead, transforming into an invincible god of war.
Suddenly.
I saw the god of war swinging his sword and sweeping across, a pair of twelve.
Bang bang bang~~~
A simple sweep blocked all twelve of the ever-changing physical magical powers.
next moment.
The God of War pushed his feet hard on the ground.
The body leaped high.
He actually took the initiative to swing out twelve knives in succession. The knives were wrapped with the extremely powerful ancient true fire of the sun, and flew towards the twelve witch ancestors like twelve golden crows.
"Golden Crow!"
"What is your connection with Di Jun?"
The Twelve Witch Ancestors were shocked when they saw Yang Gang's magical power of using a sword as a bow and golden crows as arrows.
Then he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression changed wildly.
To know.
Today they are cooperating with the demon clan!
The current supreme leader of the demon clan is Donghuang Taiyi, the lord of ancient heaven in the name of Emperor Junhuadao.
This is a wonderful misunderstanding.
However, Yang Gang obviously would not take the initiative to explain to them.
Rumble~~~
The color of heaven and earth changes, and different appearances arise.
The Twelve Golden Crows and the Twelve Witch Ancestors collided together, seemingly shattering the sky, allowing this world to truly return to the beginning of ancient times.
That battle between 'sky' and 'earth'.
Unfortunately.
The Twelve Witch Ancestors didn’t know much about what happened back then.
Yang Gang is even less clear.
He didn't have time to think about this either.
The Human Emperor's army in the outside world is now under attack from both sides and is besieged by the demon clan and Jiuyou.
This blow.
He had already used the foundation he had just gained from the power of the ginseng fruit tree Aoki.
It can be said that you try your best!
Thunder bursts.
Above Buzhou Mountain, a huge opening suddenly opened.
A bright white gold three-pronged blade emerged from the void.
Swing down sharply.
Completely tearing open the void and falling into the demon army.
"Dang~~~"
A melodious bell sounded from the chaos outside the sky.
At this time, Yang Gang tried his best to face Wu Zu, who was at the peak of twelve physical bodies, and was almost exhausted.
The Supreme Being of the Earth Realm - Donghuang Taiyi.
Finally appeared!
(End of chapter)
