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Chapter 296 Love is dripping, I don't care!

"Do you really won't go?"

Daochen grinned, and looked at Nuwa, who looked meaningfully as if she could drip out of water.

"No....."

When Daochen stared at him with such a look, Nuwa's pretty face was blushing and extremely hot. Her heart, which should have been unstoppable for eternity, was now like a deer bumping into her.

Before he could finish a sentence, his figure suddenly disappeared in front of Dao Chen.

"Hahaha."

Seeing Nuwa leaving shyly, Daochen smiled playfully.

"Well, it seems good to have a marriage that is very good."

After a long time, looking at the direction of Nuwa leaving, Daochen blinked his mouth and said meaningfully.

After saying this, the body gradually became illusory, and in the end the body completely disappeared from this world.

at the same time.

In Buzhou Mountain, the evil spirit was so strong that a figure covering the sky suddenly appeared in the void of Buzhou Mountain, standing tall and endless. Even compared with Buzhou Mountain, which is known as the pillar of heaven, the towering figure is not much more than that of Buzhou Mountain.

"Ancestral Witch, the Ancestral Witch is back!"

Seeing this figure appear, the witch clan people living here in Buzhou Mountain hurriedly ran out of their respective tribes, looking at the towering figure with a passionate look with bare breasts and endless majestic figure.

This figure is nothing else, it is the true body of Pangu condensed by the twelve ancestor witches Yidutian Divine Evil Formation.

However, when Pangu’s true body was at this moment, although its aura was still extremely terrifying when it was in Kunlun Mountain, if there were top strong people here, I would be afraid that the degree of the aura of Pangu’s true body was at a glance. Although its power was also extremely terrifying, it was not as good as a saint, but it was like a castle in the air.

It gives people the feeling of possible collapse at any time!

"go!"

A low roar sounded.

Pangu's true body looked at the void around him. A thick arm suddenly penetrated into his chest. A beating heart suddenly appeared in his hands and turned into a towering Pangu Temple, suspended in the void of Buzhou Mountain. The infinite evil spirit escaped from the Pangu Temple, enveloping all the witch tribes of Buzhou Mountain.

And as Pangu Temple left Pangu’s true body.

The majestic and endless true body of Pangu collapsed completely like a mountain and jade.

The figure of the Twelve Ancestor Witches appeared again, but at this moment, the face of the Twelve Ancestor Witches turned pale. The body as hard as immortal gold was filled with cracks like porcelain cracks. Straws of red blood overflowed along the wound, and the whole person looked like a bloody man.

The aura around her was extremely low.

It looks like he is seriously injured in his vitality.

As Pangu's true body collapsed, the Pangu axe, which had been quietly holding in Pangu's true body, was decomposed again and turned into a Chaos Bell, Pangu axe, and Tai Chi diagram, turning into three streams of lights and disappearing from Buzhou Mountain.

These three treasures returned to their masters.

As for all this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not stop them too much, just took a light look.

"What happened?"

Seeing the Twelve Ancestor Witches in this situation, the faces of the witch clan present suddenly changed, and he looked at the body of the Twelve Ancestor Witches with horror.

The eyes were full of horror.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the lords of their witch clan.

He is also the top powerhouse of their witch clan.

If outsiders learn that the Twelve Ancestor Witches were seriously injured, they would definitely be in danger of destruction for their witch clan.

"You don't need to worry. We are just injured and need to recuperate, and we don't need to worry."

Di Jiang endured the fatigue of his body, opened his eyes slightly, squeezed out a smile with difficulty, looked at the many witch clans present, and said with a smile.

This battle was really as Daochen expected.

After all, their twelve siblings were still quasi-saint bodies. Although they summoned Pangu's true body with the Dutian Divine Evil Array and forced the Pangu Temple to exert the power of the holy path, for them, they were ultimately moving against the will of heaven. The law mark of the power contained in the Pangu Temple was too heavy for them now.

Fortunately, I was worried and did not directly attack them with Yuanshi Tianzun.

Otherwise, when they really play to the end, the trump card they can use can only support Yuanshi and I to force themselves to explode!

As for the twelve ancestor witches, it is absolutely impossible to let them surrender!

People from the Witch Clan will never retreat.

Even if it's dead!

Although you, Yuanshi Tianzun and I, are saints, use your soul to entrust the way of heaven, you also feel uncomfortable under the power of my twelve ancestor witches!

At that time, once the twelve ancestor witches really self-destruct, the fate of me and Yuanshi will not be as simple as breaking the holy body!

Even the entire prehistoric continent may be completely broken under the self-destruction of their true body of Pangu!

But unless it is absolutely necessary, the twelve ancestor witches will not be like this.

After all, it is not good for anyone to do this!

After saying this, Di Jiang looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain with vigilance, then moved his body and entered the Pangu Temple directly and went to cultivate.

After all, with their current cultivation and injuries, they can only recover as quickly as possible in Pangu Temple!

After Dijiang entered, other ancestral witches also entered the Pangu Temple one after another.

Although this stop costs a huge price for them, they have gained a lot.

After being retreated for thousands of years, there will be no possibility of further development when the light comes out in the future.

"Damn it!"

Just as Di Jiang looked at Kunlun Mountain, in Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were also extremely gloomy in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

He guessed that this time the twelve ancestor witches forced to merge with the Pangu Temple, and with the body of a quasi-saint, the price they had to pay was definitely a lot of money to exert their power comparable to that of a saint.

If he had not been afraid at that time and continued to tangle with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, perhaps the result of this battle could be rewritten.

Even if you lose in the end, it will be better than losing all your face in the entire prehistoric world now!

Looking at the Pangu Banner that had returned to him, Yuan Shi moved his body and was about to go towards Buzhou Mountain.

But just as Yuanshi Tianzun was about to leave, my figure quietly appeared.

"Enough, this is the end of this matter."

"In today's battle, are you and I still lost faces? "

I said coldly.

"But brother, the twelve ancestor witches insult me ​​so much, can this matter be stopped?"

When Yuanshi Tianzun heard this, he asked rebelliously.
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