I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

The voice of Yuanshi Tianzun resounded throughout the world, and the Twelve Golden Immortals were so frightened that most of their souls were lost when they heard it.

Swish swish swish

Get away quickly.

"Roar--."

In the midst of the gods and demons in the sky, the twelve human races cast their spells on the heaven and earth, and at this moment they were proud of the sky.

"Who else--."

A roar resounded throughout the ancient land, and the gods of the twelve capitals were evil, and non-monsters could not be killed.

Suddenly, at this moment, above the ancient wilderness, the immortal volcano in the south, endless phoenixes covering the sky and the sun came, and the whole body was burning with raging fire.

Wherever he passed, the lich burned all his power.

"Chirp——."

With one strike, more than half of the eight clans' weaklings with magic powers were killed.

The leader of Tongtian didn't answer, but just smiled.

Rumble.

"Ouch——."

Only the leader of Tongtian Cult could be heard shouting in a low voice:

Rumble.

At that critical moment, a curtain of light suddenly fell from the sky.

"Asshole, that bastard Tongtian, he dares to kill your disciple."

"Those who have no power to become a saint, break the formation immediately, wait..."

"Master Tongtian, I heard that his Immortal Killing Sword Formation can be broken by only seven saints. Now you and dozens of saints join forces to break the formation, and you can destroy it with a snap of your fingers."

I only saw seven hills rising from the ground under the wilderness, turning into seven small swords.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation pressed forward, and countless low mountains were directly leveled.

There are many quasi-sages from the eight prehistoric tribes, and they also have many magic powers to become saints.

Suddenly, the leader of Tongtian Cult of Penglai Immortal Island shone with light.

The weak and weak ones from the eight tribes who had become saints broke through the formation weakly. For a moment, the wilderness trembled and the small ground cracked.

"Pangu's true body——."

Chirp——.

To break the situation, for the current plan, we must find a way to break the situation. Even if a calamity comes, there will be no chance of survival.

"Really? Since he is so stubborn, let's continue to wait and see."

At that moment, the originally white sky suddenly shone with light, and waves of beastly roars came continuously.

"Hmph, looking for death."

The moment he finished speaking, a heart-stopping voice came from beneath the wilderness.

But if there was any spare time for Hongjun to think, the Zhuxian Sword Formation had not yet pressed forward and headed straight for the Eight Prehistoric Clans.

"Haha, I'm saved now."

"Hmph, Yuanshi Tianzun, is he still dreaming? The Lich Tribulation and the Conferred God Tribulation broke out at the same time. All living beings in the prehistoric era must endure the calamity, and this is the case for all saints."

There were no Qiyue in the ancient world, but Mount Tai was the dojo of the human race. How could Tongtian Cult Master break it?

"Oh my god, is this dragon clan born?"

"Yes, Tianzun."

Ouch——

“Ho ho ho—.”

With no worries, Tongtian Cult Master finally broke out with all his strength.

"Hahaha, that's bad. In that case, let's just let it go and do something small."

"The eight prehistoric tribes, since you have not yet entered the prehistoric stage, is it bad to linger in a bad way? If you have to come out and wander around, the leader of Japan will exterminate them today."

Suddenly, Hongjun looked at Ye Yang suddenly as if he had caught something.

Countless weaklings with holy powers came straight to the Immortal Killing Sword Formation.

In an instant, terrifying screams erupted, and the sword energy carrying the will of the sky pierced our defenses and chopped off our heads.

"Damn it, the prehistoric era is about to be destroyed."

Seeing the corpses of all eight tribes falling from the sky into the wilderness, all living beings were really scared.

The eight tribes of the prehistoric era fought back from the prehistoric era, and the momentum of the Chan sect increased slightly, while the Jie sect was defeated step by step.

Although there is no Immortal Killing Sword Formation itself, it is only catalyzed by thoughts, but the leader of Tongtian who is deeper in the chaos has a deep understanding of the sword.

"ah--."

"It's bad, jog."

After finding the key point, Yuanshi Tianzun shouted directly:

"Master Tongtian, please let go and do it. This sage will protect you with the Book of the Earth, and the prehistoric era will be destroyed."

"Haha, really? We'll see."

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were red with anger, and he looked at the Yuxu Palace under Kunlun, which was almost destroyed, and all the members of the family were slaughtered.

"Ren Zu, let's watch the show outside. He's gone."

"That's right, it's the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but it's also right, why is there no sign of the Zhuxian Sword Formation?"

"The eight tribes of the prehistoric era, you and your relatives will go in and out of the prehistoric era. Today, you actually made a mistake and died——"

Seeing the Zhuxian Sword Formation taking shape, we knew there was a way to avoid it.

"Bad, very bad, the eight prehistoric tribes, since they are seeking death, it's your fault."

With a long roar, Master Tongtian clasped his hands with one hand, and under the vast wilderness, seven terrifying giant swords stood in the air.

"Sword comes——."

As he spoke, he pressed forward again, and in an instant, half of the terrifying Kunlun Immortal Palace was leveled.

Suddenly, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Chaoge City and understood in his heart.

Phew——.

The other seven mountains rise from the ground and go straight to the sky, turning into seven giant swords in the sky.

One sentence instantly reminds all sentient beings that if they want to break the situation, they will not be able to kill the murderous king.

Hongjun in the chaos also frowned, nothing was the same.

"A bunch of idiots, do you really think that this leader is still the original leader of Tongtian?"

"Damn it, when did Tongtian become so terrifying?"

All the saints in the heavens were horrified and reacted instantly.

A dragon roar shocked the ancient land.

At the critical moment, Zhen Yuanzi came to kill, but the pressure on Emperor Wuzu suddenly increased.

"The formation is up, you and other eight tribes, please break the formation."

“Damn it, damn it——.”

All living beings were wiped out on the spot.

The Qilin clan appeared.

"Seventeen Golden Immortals, please, go straight to Chaoge City, kill the murderer king, please, the eight prehistoric tribes, hold back the damn Dutian Shensha."

The leader of Tongtian uses the magic power of the saint to cast the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, and the saint above him will surely die.

All sentient beings in the wild instantly saw hope, and all the saints in the heavens also came to their senses.

"Hmph, Hongjun, do you really think you are destined to be defeated? Just wait, the battle has not yet begun, and we still don't know who will win."

"The eight prehistoric tribes have gone too far to bully others."

The three prehistoric clans are originally the heel of the innate demon gods, and they have joined the demon clan. As such, they are on the same level as Pangu. Although Yuan Feng is dead, the bloodline has been passed down.

Seeing the changes in Hongjun and the battle situation in the prehistoric era, Ye Yang's face became icy-hot, and waves of murderous intent were constantly released:

Everything in the sky can be a sword.

"The king of men, yes, not the king of men."

"So that's it, that's it. The three prehistoric tribes have joined the demon tribe, and now the gods of the witch tribe have reappeared. Who dares to fight except the demon tribe?"

But the moment he finished speaking, Hongjun attacked again, dragging Ye Yang back.

Phew——.

"Human Ancestor, if he loses, the eight tribes of the prehistoric era will be born, and all the gods will be destroyed. Hahaha, the human king will die."

"Humph, are you afraid of him?"

In the chaos, Hongjun burst into laughter:

With a phoenix cry, the Phoenix clan of the three prehistoric clans came out of the mountain.

"The Immortal Killing Sword Formation——."

Tongtian Weiming unfolded again, and Yuanshi Tianzun, who was fighting Emperor Wuzu, almost fell to the ground when he saw it.

"I, the Dragon Clan, are here."

"Ren Zu, he is dead."

But before he could say anything, suddenly, the water in the four seas roared, and there were waves thousands of feet high.

Suddenly the sword formation was activated, and all the sword energy exploded. Could it be that the sword formation tempered by the pressure of the chaotic beast could not be broken by the prehistoric saint?

Roar--

"Damn it, what kind of sword formation is that? It's too scary."