In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

Furukawa's current power is so terrifying that even if he faces a saint, as long as their treasures are not taken out, Furukawa can compete with them.

not to mention.

This time, Guchuan had been planning for tens of thousands of years, combining the power of faith of the two major races of humans and witches, making the power of Pangu's true body extremely terrifying.

This axe can make the sun and moon sink, and saints change color. It is even close to being able to change the world and return it to chaos.

How can Donghuang Taiyi, who is only at the peak of Quasi-Saint realm, be able to defeat him? What can he use to stop him?

Rumble!

The terrifying aftermath burst out from the starry sky, but the many great masters of ancient times who were paying attention to this battle could not hear any sound.

All you can see are the stars rolling in the sky, and the four symbols of earth, fire, wind and thunder reappearing in the ancient times, as if they are going to recreate the world.

But amidst this horrific aftermath, a voice unseen since ancient times was heard, and a golden crow shadow could be vaguely seen.

"I am unwilling to accept this!"

"Think of me, Donghuang Taiyi, who is beloved by the primordial world. Not only did I possess the power of a Daluo Jinxian when I was born, I also possessed the primordial treasure, the Donghuang Bell..."

The last bit of Donghuang Taiyi's soul was sublimated to the utmost, wanting to engrave everything about himself in the ancient world, but in the end it was nothing but an illusion.

"No, Furukawa, I want you dead!"

The two goddesses, Xihe and Changxi, spoke with sorrow in their voices as they charged directly towards Guchuan.

At the same time, a flash of light appeared on the Moon. It was the remnants of the Zhoutian Star Array, which was urging the Moon to explode, intending to bury Pangu's true body in front of them with them.

"Oh no, Guchuan, let's get out of here quickly!"

"These two crazy women actually set the Moon on fire and are trying to destroy him!"

"Retreat quickly, my men! This is simply not something you can handle!"

At this moment, the eleven ancestor witches all changed their expressions and roared continuously.

The Moon is one of the two original cores of the ancient stars. Once it is ignited, the terrifying aftermath it creates is even comparable to the axe that Guchuan just swung.

By the time.

All the witches in this realm will be reduced to ashes. Even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will be strangled to death by the changes in the stars caused by the aftermath.

However, Furukawa's expression did not change at all, as if everything was under his control.

"Stupid as pigs, do you really think my arrangement is just for show?!"

Furukawa's voice was so magnificent that it swept across the entire galaxy in less than a moment.

at the same time.

The Moon Rabbit on the Lunar Planet felt the changes in the stars and jumped up and down anxiously, roaring continuously, as if he was ready to escape from the Lunar Planet, but he was transformed by the laws and could not escape at all.

However, the Chang'e statue that he had always used as his nest now emitted a faint fluorescence, and a warm force emerged from it.

This force swept across the entire Moon, enveloping and changing it.

"Sisters, this lunar star was formed from the eyes of Father God Pangu. Why destroy it?"

Chang'e said lightly.

"No! Chang'e is dead. We sisters are the only ones who possess the True Moon Spirit. Who is stopping us from lighting up the Moon?!!"

Changxi and Xihe, standing above the starry sky and pouring all the power of the surrounding stars into their bodies, screamed in shock at this moment.

The only response he got was the cold and extremely bright axe light.

Gu Chuan activated Pangu's true body, and the black and white energy around him had faded to the extreme. But even so, it was still easy to kill two demons in the middle stage of Quasi-Saint.

Do it all.

The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, which had reached its limit, disintegrated at this moment, and the Eleventh Ancestral Witch and Gu Chuan reappeared in the world.

"Be bold!"

at the same time.

Houyi's voice suddenly rang out in the starry sky.

Everyone turned around and saw a ray of golden crow light streaking across the starry sky. In the hand of this little golden crow was the most precious treasure left after the death of Donghuang Taiyi - the Donghuang Bell.

If the witch clan had not mastered the technique of moving the spiritual treasure, this little golden crow might have been able to take advantage of the situation and escape.

But it’s different now. If the spirit stone is compressed to the extreme and pushed down, maybe this warranty can produce miraculous effects.

"Gah... This item was left by my uncle, so I should keep it!"

Lu Ya's voice and his wailing made it seem as if everyone in the world was his enemy.

"Idiot, we are exterminating our clan now, and you still want to keep your uncle's relics!"

Houyi had no time to talk to the little golden crow. He thrust the Sun-Shooting Bow in his hand forward, and the magical silver arrow fell into his hand again.

Subsequently.

This arrow specially made by Guchuan instantly crossed the sky and headed straight towards Lu Ya.

"Do not!!!"

Lu Ya's wailing sounded again in the starry sky, but his speed did not slow down. Instead, he rushed straight to the thirty-third heaven as if increasing in speed.

But at this moment, Houyi frowned slightly.

He had clearly shot the little golden crow, so why didn't it die? Instead, it seemed to have gained some kind of benefit?

"Furukawa Ancestral Witch?!"

Suddenly Houyi thought of something, turned around and saw Guchuan with a faint smile on his face, nodding to him.

"Don't bother with Lu Ya. The Donghuang Bell is a hot potato and there's no need for it to stay with the Wu Clan.

What's more, I also want to repay Nuwa for her kindness!"

Dijiang walked over with a big smile on his face, patted Guchuan's shoulder heavily, and said nonchalantly.

"Why should we be afraid of Nuwa? Not to mention that we have my younger sister backing us up, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is enough to give even a saint a hard time!"

At this time, the remaining ancestor witches also came over.

They started talking in a bustling atmosphere, feeling so happy under the starry sky.

They didn't know why, but since defeating the demon clan, the power in their bodies seemed to have been sublimated to an extreme level and was not as heavy as before.

"Yes, our Wu clan is so powerful now that even saints have to stand aside!"

"Oh right, I seem to remember Fuxi's presence in the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, but it seems we killed him!"

"What's the harm in all this? Since Fuxi dared to join the demon tribe, he must be prepared to be liquidated by us!"

"Alright, the most important thing now is to kill the remaining monsters and let the men return to the wilderness to enjoy a good time eating and drinking meat!"

Guchuan listened to the words of the ancient witches beside him and smiled without saying anything.

He moved his feet slightly and moved billions of kilometers in the starry sky in an instant.

He went straight to the White Tiger constellation among the twelve constellations and kept clicking at the void. Soon a residual soul fell into his hands.

This remnant soul was surrounded by the stars in the sky and the eight trigrams, and there was also a ray of light from a saint protecting him, which prevented him from being completely wiped out in the battle just now.

"Fuxi... The Three Sovereigns of the Human Race have already gathered. It all depends on how the Martial Emperor will arrange it!"

Furukawa said lightly in a voice that only he could hear.

The remnant soul held in his hand moved slightly, as if it sensed the influence of some fate, and trembled slightly.

"not good!"

But Guchuan seemed to realize something and his face changed.