"Zhurong, as an ancestor witch, you have been killing my tribe again and again. Is it because they accidentally entered your territory that hunters and beasts?"

Gonggong, who was wearing black scales and black dragons, questioned Gonggong on the opposite side with dozens of young witch tribes beside him, lying on the ground, and the body of the same python head was also rolling with seven-colored black fire.

Zhu Rong, who was born with a beast head, covered with red scales, and had a very ugly face. He was even one step ahead of Gonggong, and then was identified as the murderer by Gonggong.

The seven-colored mysterious fire is his natal magical power, and it can be said that this one is the only one in the prehistoric world.

The power of this mysterious fire was driven, and the divine flames were burning, and the fire was so strong that it could turn the Daluo Golden Immortal into ashes.

What's even more magical is that the seven-colored mysterious fire can continue to be refined. Zhu Rong is confident that when he upgrades the mysterious fire to the nine-colored ones, even if the saint's Taoist body is contaminated, he can't even lose his face. But this flame, which should have been unique, appeared on the same clan, and it was really unreasonable!

Especially these kids are all Gonggong's heart. During the last Pangu grand ceremony, Gonggong took them together to broaden his horizons. Now he is dead under the seven-colored mysterious fire. Why don't he be in a hurry?

Zhu Rong tried hard to calm Gonggong down and persuaded him: "It is better to notify other brothers and sisters first, and wait until Zhu Jiuyin arrives, and let him use his magical powers to recreate what happened in this area!"

Since the beginning of the sky, they have worked together to refine the Wuting Pure Land. They should be brothers who are in love with each other and support each other. But thousands of years ago, in order for the witch clan to continue to rule the earth, the Wuting Pure Land was divided into twelve pieces to achieve the Witch Temple, and set up a huge twelve Heavenly Divine Evil Formation on the prehistoric land with this as the array eye.

The twelve ancestor witches led some of the witch tribes to live around the Witch Temple. Before they knew it, everyone gathered more about frictions between the tribes and less about greetings between each other.

And for some reason, his tribe and Gonggong tribe had the most conflicts and conflicts, which once annoyed him and asked the tribes close to Gonggong's territory to separate hundreds of kilometers from each other to prevent contact.

"Ahhhh!"

Gonggong seemed to be furious: "Zhurong, don't be perfunctory to me! If you don't explain clearly, no one will leave today!"

Seeing that Gonggong was so unreasonable, Zhu Rong, who practiced fire-type magical powers, was not a good-tempered ancestor witch. After Haosheng persuaded him twice, he was sprayed back by Gonggong, and the anger in his heart was also ignited.

This became a scene that Nuwa saw.

However, these two ancestor witches did not see clearly, and Nuwa could see clearly with her higher cultivation.

These two ancestor witches were deeply in the mysterious formation of the seven saints. This is the formation that her brother Fuxi learned from the map of mountains, rivers and the country. It has no lethality but can induce the evil fire in the hearts of living beings and confuses the souls.

The outer periphery of the Seven-Secret Love Formation is hidden by the star banner of the Zhoutian Star Dou Array, which is like this to isolate the movements of these two ancestor witches, so that after the witch tribe discovered it, it will notify other ancestor witches.

This is Nuwa's temple. She was able to do things here. It was only now that she realized that it must be her brother.

He actually used his dojo to let the demon clan plot against the witch clan...

Nuwa, who was a little dissatisfied with her brother, saw that the two ancestor witches were getting more and more disturbing!

"Zhurong, if you don't give an explanation today, you will definitely let you taste the pain that penetrates your heart."

The witch clan has no soul. Although it has rolling magic power and blood, it is even more impossible to alert that it has been plotted against by the formation that affects emotions at this time.

Seeing Zhu Rong's anger, Gonggong looked like he was about to retreat as if he was getting rid of a scoundrel. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, he started to move and put them in first.

Zhu Rong, who still retained his mind, was thinking about his brotherly relationship for so many years. He originally wanted to fight symbolically, so that Gonggong, who is extremely abnormal today, would vent his emotions and then escape to other ancestor witches to deal with it.

Gonggong, who has been burned with his wrath, has made a move - Taiyishengshui.

The Taoist meaning of this water system's top magical power is taken from Taiyi, which refers to the origin of the creation of all things in the universe. Taiyi becomes water, and water in turn assists Taiyi, and then generates heaven and earth. This is the understanding that water becomes heaven and earth, and has already obtained the mystery of the way of water.

The mysterious water summoned by this magical power washed away matter and transformed everything. It really used killing moves regardless of everything.

With one blow, Zhu Rong could only respond hastily. The seven-color mysterious fire he summoned temporarily was extinguished in an instant, and the rest could only be carried by the powerful body of the ancestor witch.

After Xuanshui passed, Zhu Rong, who was beaten unexpectedly, was seriously injured and dying, and his huge body was lying on the ground without moving.

In the battle of ancestor witches, one of them even used his unique skills at all costs. The large formation originally arranged around him was broken in an instant.

At this time, golden light shone in the sky, and dense demons appeared behind the clouds. They were fully armed and looked like they were ready for a long time.

Zhu Rong was seriously injured and died by his family. At this time, the demon clan launched a war. The broken corner of the Twelve Super Heavenly Gods Formation will definitely not be able to match the Zhoutian Star Fighting Battle.

Gonggong didn't understand that he was actually used to hurt his brothers, and these young witch clans were also killed by the demon clans to frame Zhu Rong.

And what's worse is that if the battle is held now, the twelve Heavenly Divine Evil Formation of the Witch Clan is missing a corner, and its power will be greatly reduced. If the Witch Clan is defeated by this, he will be the sinner of the entire clan!

Shame and self-blame were like poisonous dragons swallowing his heart. The more happy he was just venting his emotions, how regretful he was at this time.

He had nothing to say about his anger at how accidentally he was exploited by the demon clan.

Many demons looked at him with a sneer, and Gonggong's anger reached its peak at this moment!

This is no longer the false emotion guided by the formation, but it is truly from the heart. Gonggong used this as fuel to ignite his own bloodline that extended from Pangu to his body!

Gonggong entered the quasi-saint realm at this moment!,

But he was not happy at all. His huge body burst out with blood and energy, and then he rushed forward to Buzhou Mountain!

Today, your demon clan is planning to me, so even if I hit you head-on and died at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, I will shake this pillar of heaven by three points and cause your demon clan heaven to collapse most of it!

The impact of decisive death, with the cultivation level of the quasi-saint just breaking through the quasi-saint, this creature who inherited Pangu's essence and blood hit Buzhou Mountain with anger.

Buzhou Mountain is the pillar of the sky. It was transformed by Pangu's backbone, but today it was hit hard by Pangu's blood descendants.

After a sound that resounded through most of the prehistoric times left, the demons looked at Mount Buzhou in horror.

Even though most of Gonggong's huge body was inlaid into the jade-like mountain, it was still too small for the peaks of Buzhou Mountain.

But what made these monsters most frightened was that the impact that should have ended was constantly cracks from Gonggong's impact point. As soon as these cracks appeared, they spread to the huge size in an instant, and became more and more and more wider. It was just a blink of an eye, and cracks had spread throughout the entire area.

This divine peak that had been standing straight in the sky, first tilted a little bit, then broke from it and broke into two halves!

After completing all this, Gonggong had already turned into nothingness, leaving only the surging flesh and blood body standing on the ruins!

Gonggong died when he touched Buzhou Mountain, and the pillar of the sky broke in the waist.

Originally, the membrane of heaven and earth was broken, and the chaotic air flow rolled into the prehistoric world.

The sky is broken!
Chapter completed!