Honghuang Emperor: Abolishing The Golden Core Avenue With The Method Of Covering The Sky

Seeing this scene, several Ancestral Witch did not dare to neglect.

Emperor Jun is worried about the root of Demon Race, but how could they worry that Houtu will be affected?

And now, all the strongest are in the universe.

Above the forbidden area of ​​Human Race.

The top master of the Witches & Demons family was pulled to a new height in an instant.

Witch Clan is only half the Great Way Immortal.

As for the other almighty people, they are drooling over the five innate spiritual tools mentioned by Emperor Jun.

Getting started!

Directly to the big formation, to tear a gap.

Jiang Xuan didn't push Grandmist to realize that Houtu was at a critical moment when he woke up.

He didn't want to be disturbed by this insight.

Therefore, he can only control the large formation and deal with the enemy.

The reason why he did not display his avatar, but chose to become Saint.

Here are the two Western Saints watching.

There are saints sitting in the town, the enemy can't shake, he will never use the strength of the saints at will.

Otherwise, he can't escape from Saint's 130 pursuit, and the entire human race will be wiped out!

More than a thousand years ago, he had fought with the elders of The Grand Pure One, and he knew how terrible this saint was, so he was so afraid.

Saint and the following are all ants, this is no joke.

"boom!"

The grand formation has begun.

Each piece contains the power of heaven and earth treasures, and at this moment, it exploded!

Whoosh! This is a terrifying flame that can burn the sky!

Bang! This is a Great Way Immortal that can split thousands of years!

Bang! This is an inextinguishable force, condensed into a real phoenix, a real phoenix, and a Jade Qilin.

Tens of millions of immortals, dozens of golden immortals of Human Race.

They are urging their own strength, urging their own strength, and want to block this blow.

There are Lotus Flowers in chaos, there are nine heavens, there are moons, there are yin and yang, and there are life and death

Jiang Chen set up a great formation, one against ten.

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Neither of the two can do anything to the other, and no one wants to break into this human world shrouded by the ninth-layer ban.

Not even the mighty Golden Immortal of the Great Way, or even the top existence of the Great Primordial, can do it!

Not long after, Witches & Demons, one after another, died on top of human heads.

The blood of Witches & Demons spread across the sky, turning into a blood-colored rain.

Jiang Xuan's expression changed slightly.

If he hadn't come back to life, if he hadn't given Human Race three books to read, he'd be dead long ago.

There is no such reward, guarding the forbidden area of ​​Human Race.

just in case...

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Hundreds of millions of people will die in this battle!

There is absolutely no room for resistance!

Humanity will usher in a catastrophe.

The corpses of Human Race are piled up like a mountain!

The blood of Human Race will run like a river!

The body of Human Race will be completely reduced to ashes!

All things are destroyed, all things are empty!

Fortunately, there is still the possibility of revival for human beings now!

"Sister..." Jiang Chen glanced at Houtu.

The figure with steady breathing accompanied him through more than a hundred years of loneliness.

The two roamed in books, and for more than a hundred centuries, they became a man and a woman!

Once, once again, to die again...

The two could hardly tell whether it was the Great Primordial or the book.

The two did not have much dislike for the origin of the book.

Really like siblings.

As if sensing something, a moment of confusion suddenly appeared on Houtu's face that had been alone for more than a hundred years.

"Brother.

A young girl saw her brother lying on the ground, covered in blood...

"elder brother!"

In front of a holy mountain soaked in blood, there are many masters guarding a young man exactly like Jiang Xuan.

All kinds of blood, containing endless energy, poured out towards the youth.

Houtu ran in the rain with bare feet, like a girl of four or five years old.

He fell to the ground, covered in dirt, his face covered in dirt, tears mixed with rain.

"Well--"

"Brother!!" The little girl called Houtu several times, but got no response.

In her eyes, only Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Chen was captured, Jiang Chen was stained red with blood.

This ring and mask were left to her by Jiang Xuan.

She didn't care whether the bronze coffin affected her subconscious, and she didn't care whether it was reality.

Jiang Xuan's blood on the holy mountain alone made her heartache.

The whole person was in severe pain and began to twist.

"Without big brother, no one can be with me..."

Her slender arms tightly covered her bent legs.

The hair on her face had been wet and stuck to her face, revealing a small snow-white face.

Alone, in this lonely temple, no one can accompany her.

Even her most beloved brother has passed away.

Jiang Xuan's figure always exists in her dreams, time and time again.

The result is still the same, one death after another.

She almost forgot her true identity.

She has forgotten that she is the real Pseudo Saint, the strongest being in this world!

The bright red blood has soaked Jiang Xuan many times.

She didn't know how many times, in the heavy rain, she chased Jiang Chen and tried to capture him.

"Why not? Why can't I survive? Why can't I go back?!"