Honghuang: I am Hongyun, I like to be a good old man

As the sound fell, a figure appeared under the brightest sun and stars.

Dressed in a yellow dragon robe, with high spirits and high spirits, he is definitely the demon emperor Dijun.

Behind him on the left, there is a person holding the Chaos Bell, which is Donghuang Taiyi, and behind him on the right is Kunpeng, who holds the Demon Master's seal above his head, holding the Demon Master's seal.

Not only that, but under the lunar star, Chang Xi, Xi He, and the rest of the stars also had a monster master, all staring at Hong Jun with scorching eyes.

Hongjun's expression changed drastically.

The body couldn't help shivering.

Shouting tremblingly: "Di Jun, Tai Yi, Zhou Tian's star formation?!"

"How is it possible, didn't you blew yourself up and died, why are you still alive?!"

Di Jun laughed loudly, his clothes fluttering, his imposing manner, his imperial demeanor was undoubtedly revealed.

"Our brothers are alive, and indeed let Daozu down."

"However, you won't be disappointed in the future. The Zhou Tian Star Fighting Formation hosted by the two saints will definitely give you a big surprise."

"Boys, Zhou Tian's star battle formation, get up!"

Rumble!

The power of infinite stars gathers.

A terrifying force appeared, covering Hongjun under his hood.

Chapter 313 The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods, Kill

Hongjun was really scared!

Even though he was besieged by Hongyun and watched by Tongtian, Nuwa and other saints, he felt panic, but he was absolutely not afraid.

At that time, he was still thinking about escaping from the sky, and he was still secretly ruthless, wanting to recklessly try his courage, and then he will do the next calamity, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

But who would have thought that Di Jun would come.

Taichi also came.

Originally driven to the northern continent, only the monster clan that Kunpeng was struggling to support, all came.

Two saints!

No, Kunpeng's aura is restrained and his aura is condensed. Although he tried his best not to steal the limelight from Dijun and Taiyi, in terms of real cultivation and combat strength, he is probably still higher than a saint.

In other words, these are three saints, plus a lot of quasi-sages, and then countless Daluo Jinxian, Taiyi Jinxian, and Jinxian.

If only their own strength, even if they are gathered together, they are no more than the level of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation and the Ten Thousand Beast Formation, even if they are stronger, it is still very limited.

Hit him a stagger at most!

It is almost impossible to hurt him!

But the problem now is that they have borrowed the power of the stars.

The power itself is just an introduction, and the boundless power of the stars is the most terrifying trump card.

With this kind of power, even if he is the ancestor of Taoism and the pinnacle of the eighth heaven of saints, he would not dare to fight hard.

With a twist, he wanted to escape.

But at the very moment, a round bead smashed towards his face.

It is the Chaos Orb!

The Chaos Orb has a chaotic world inside, so it also has the power of the chaotic world. It is absolutely uncomfortable to be hit by it.

Trembling all over!

He thought of the tragic situation of the smashed head just now, so he stopped quickly and rushed to the side.

But because of this delay, the power of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array was overwhelming, overwhelming, and enveloping.

Rumble!

Click!

Bang bang bang!

Various voices kept ringing.

Followed by Hongjun's miserable cry.

When Zhou Tianxing's power dissipated, Hongjun's body was scorched black, almost turned into charcoal.

For a moment, the saints couldn't even feel that his breath of life seemed to be killed.

But after a while, he recovered.

The body shook.

Countless ashes fell.

He became that Hongjun again, intact but slightly embarrassed.

"Zhou Tian's star formation, with three saints as the core, is truly extraordinary."

His eyes are like electricity.

He stared at Dijun, Taiyi and Kunpeng viciously, full of anger and hatred.

"But you still can't kill me. I, Hongjun, is the spokesperson of the way of heaven. I have infinite life power and can be resurrected infinitely."

"Haha, everyone, remember today, because in the next calamity, you will all die miserably..."

Before he finished speaking, the fortune jade plate in his hand suddenly shot out infinite rays of light, followed by a terrifying bang.

Blow up!

The good luck jade plate exploded!

Boundless power, rushing towards all directions!

Even Hong Yun couldn't help but retreated dozens of steps before finally stabilizing his figure.

The others were even more unbearable and were forced to retreat one after another.

All of a sudden, countless gaps appeared in the originally impenetrable encirclement.

"No, this is an illusion. If the good fortune jade plate blew itself up, the entire Great Desolate Continent would be doomed."

Just when everyone was shocked and terrified, someone yelled loudly.

It's a yin and yang real person!

Not only him, Daoist Qiankun was also in a hurry, and roared: "Quick, stop him quickly, he wants to escape from the ground, we must not let him escape."

These two guys were originally recruited by Hongjun, or threatened to deal with Hongyun, but at this moment they chose to turn against the water at the same time.

Also, no one wants to be threatened!

What's more, they are saints in the fifth heaven, and they are the rebirth of Chaos Demon God. It is conceivable that they have high spirits.

"It's over, I can't stop it!"

Seeing that Hongyun was still more than a dozen steps away, no matter how fast he was, he was still far behind Hongjun who was running away desperately.

As for the two of them blocking—don't even think about it, Hongjun is the pinnacle of the eighth heaven of saints, and he is running away with his life. Whoever blocks him is looking for death.

The strange thing is that Hong Yun's face is calm, and the corner of his mouth is slightly curled up, revealing a sneer.

There was no sign of panic.

Everything seems to be under control.

what happened? !

Could it be that besides the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, Hong Yun has other means? !

impossible.

All the great powers of the prehistoric world have appeared.

Even Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were already dead, appeared, so could there be others? !

Rumble!

There was a violent explosion!

A towering shadow suddenly appeared, expressionless, holding a sky-opening axe, and slowly chopping down.

Pangu!

To be exact, it was Pan Gu's phantom!

But this is not a phantom in the general sense, it is not summoned from the long river of time like the Time Demon God.

Rather, it was a terrifying formation formed by Pangu's blood-related descendants with specific means—the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals.

"The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, Gods and Demons?!"

"How is it possible, how is this possible?!"

"The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods must be performed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but there are only two of the Twelve Ancestral Witches left, so how can they perform it?!"

Everyone is stunned!

Except Tongtian and Nuwa!

They met Di Jiang and other ancestor witches in Fire Cloud Palace, and when they saw Di Jun and Tai Yi performing the Zhoutian Star Dou formation, they realized that the twelve ancestor witches were about to appear.

Sure enough, they showed up!

And as soon as he appeared, he gave Hongjun a severe blow-this blow was more powerful than Zhou Tianxing's big formation, it was a surprise, and it caught him off guard.

Hongjun didn't expect it at all, so he didn't deliberately defend himself. He was solid, and was hit by Pan Gu's phantom.

Click!

It was cut in half directly!

The blood gushes out like a spring, and it sprays everywhere in an instant, falling to the wild land, forming a vast sea of ​​blood.

Ah!

The miserable scream sounded again.

The two halves of Hongjun's body twisted continuously, and it took a few blinks of an eye before they were finally reunited.

His face was as pale as snow!

The monstrous aura is gone!

Even the originally crystal-clear and smooth skin has become shriveled, like old tree bark, which seems to fall off in the next moment.

Injured too badly.

Directly lost most of the saint's origin!

Even if he could use the power of heaven, he could no longer reach the peak of the eighth heaven of saints.

"Witch Clan, Twelve Ancestral Witches?!"

"You are not dead, not one of you is dead?!"

"What the hell is going on, why the damned are not dead, this is not in line with the general trend of heaven, it is not in line!"

The body is shaking!

His eyes were full of despair!

He knew he was done.

If he hadn't been struck by the phantom of Pan Gu, he would still have the capital to fight like a beast, but now, he has become a turtle in a urn, and it is impossible to escape.

"Hongyun, could this be your handwriting?!"

"I understand, the law of time, you used the law of time to go against the long river of time and save them."

"Haha, you really took great pains to deal with me. It's a pity that if you do this, it is equivalent to owe the great karma of the heavens, and you will die badly, badly..."

Chapter 314 Refining Hongjun, Shen Gongbao Objects