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His twelve innate gods and demons are only known to Pan Zu and Wan Wuyi, who is possessed by the will of the transcendent strong man. Except for them, no one in the prehistoric world has ever seen it.
Back then, in order to create the twelve innate gods and demons, he sneaked into the Pangu Temple and stole the true blood of the twelve ancestor witches, so he created these gods and demons based on the true blood of the twelve ancestor witches.
Only the innate gods and demons based on the true blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches can set up the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, which is unique to the descendants of Pangu's blood.
The majestic Pangu Zhenxing dragged Chi'ao along the way, and plowed a deep ravine on the ground. I don't know how many mountains and rivers were broken. No matter how Chi'ao struggled, he still couldn't get rid of Pangu Zhenxing's suppression. Twisting, making the earth, mountains and rivers into a mess.
"Little Zhang Gan, get out quickly, you are so brave, you dare to make people invade the territory of our Wu clan, wipe out tens of billions of Wu clan sons, get out and die!"
The roar of Pangu Zhenxing resounded for nine days, and the rolling sound waves hit the northern wilderness. It was just the sound wave, which destroyed the tens of thousands of miles of dense forests in the northern wilderness.
Boom boom boom!
Not long after, Pangu Zhenxing dragged Chiao to the foot of Taiwu Mountain. Taiwu Mountain, which was like a pillar of heaven, was not as tall as Pangu Zhenxing, only reaching Pangu Zhenxing's waist.
Even if Pan Gu's true form is willing, he can pull out Mount Taiwu with a grab, and use it as a stick to play with!
"As the descendants of Pangu's bloodline, the Erwu tribe doesn't want to benefit the prehistoric people, but they join forces with Luohu to ruin all kinds of people. Pangu's face has been completely lost by you!"
Zhang Gan's mighty Taoist voice came from the depths of the northern wilderness, and the anger of the angry twelve ancestor witches rose.
"What are you waiting for, rush in, destroy that guy's lair, and see if he dares to say such a thing!"
Gonggong shouted angrily.
"Something's wrong!"
But Houtu exclaimed, and the rest of the ancestral witches immediately sensed the sound of extremely heavy footsteps coming from the depths of the wilderness in the north.
Following the sound of footsteps approaching, a towering figure came out from the depths of the wilderness.
This figure is the same as Pangu's true form, or even exactly the same. The only difference is that this figure is more solid, and the God-opening Ax in his hand has no illusory color, exuding waves of suppression of time and space.
"How can it be!"
The twelve ancestor witches exclaimed in unison, showing disbelief.
The majestic figure walking out from the depths of the wilderness in the north is also a real form of Pangu, which is exactly the same as the real form of Pangu condensed by the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons.
Bursts of willpower that belonged exclusively to Pangu swept out to contend with Pangu's true form condensed by the twelve ancestor witches.
Not only the Twelve Ancestral Witches were stunned, but the entire Great Desolation was stunned. At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the two majestic Pangu faced each other in real form, which was unreal no matter how you looked at it.
Hongjun in the depths of the Heavenly Court was naturally watching Zhang Qian's every move. Since Zhang Qian joined hands with Taoist Yuqing and Feng Zu to pray to the Dao of Heaven, he has been paying attention to the movements of Tangting Mountain.
The three armies of fierce beasts came out together, which did not surprise Hongjun, but at the moment when the two real Pangu were confronting each other, his expression changed drastically.
"How did he do it?"
Hongjun was puzzled, unable to figure out how Zhang Gan created the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons, and also condensed Pangu's true form. The most important thing was that the condensed Pangu's true form was actually better than the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Pangu's true form. But also solidified.
"Zhang Gan, what have you done!"
The ancestral witch and empress asked in surprise and anger.
A ray of Zhang Qian's distraction was attached to Pangu's true form, and he said, "How about this Pangu's true form? Can it still enter your eyes?"
This teasing tone made the Twelve Ancestral Witches furious, and an unstoppable killing intent was brewing in Hou Tu's heart.
Zhang Gan was able to display the great array of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals, and condensed the true form of Pangu, which shows that Zhang Qian has mastered all the secrets of the Wu clan.
"die!"
With a roar, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches waved the Chiao in their hands, and slashed fiercely at the true form of Pangu dominated by Zhang Gan.
Chi Ao is like a long whip for hundreds of millions of miles, shaking the void out of cracks.
Buzz!
Naturally, Zhang Qian would not show weakness. With a thought, Pangu really held the Celestial Ax tightly, and incorporated the Celestial Ax into the Chaos Clock, the treasure of the Opening Heaven, and erupted with terrifying suppressive power. Ao also froze, and even the true form of Pan Gu condensed by the twelve ancestor witches froze for an instant.
in an instant?Enough is enough.
The sharp ax slashed down, chopping off the big hand holding Chi'ao's tail on the spot.
Boom!
Until Chi'ao fell to the ground, the frozen time and space was finally freed by Pangu Zhenxing controlled by the Wu Clan.
"you wanna die!"
With a roar, the big hand that was cut off from the sky evolved instantly, and the same hands clenched the Heavenly God Ax tightly, and chopped at the true form of Pan Gu dominated by Zhang Gan.
The bright ax beams criss-crossed, splitting Hong Huang into a big black crack.
"coming!"
With a move in Zhang Gan's heart, he drove the majestic Pangu to a vertical leap, leaped thousands of miles, and landed in Buzhou Mountain!
The bright ax turned and chased after him.
In an instant, it split into Buzhou Mountain.
Buzz!
Zhang Gan's true form of Pan Gu, with the God Ax in his hand, once again activated the power of the Chaos Clock, freezing time and space.
The splitting sky ax light was frozen for an instant.
Between lightning and flint, Pangu's real figure dominated by Zhang Gan flashed, narrowly avoiding the light of the sky-opening axe.
Boom!
The light of the ax broke through the stagnant time and space, slashed hard into the Buzhou Mountains, and once again cut out an endless grand canyon.
The rich Pangu Relics rose from the canyon, filling the void.
"No, he did it on purpose!"
Houtu immediately understood Zhang Qian's plan.
"This guy wants to lead us to attack Buzhou Mountain, hateful!"
Gonggong also understood.
Boom boom boom!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches suppressed their hatred and withdrew from the Buzhou Mountain Realm.
"Forget it, now is not the time to let Buzhou Mountain collapse!"
Zhang Gan thought for a while, and voluntarily withdrew from Buzhou Mountain. He had planned for a long time. Sooner or later, Buzhou Mountain will be broken, but when it breaks is the key.
Now is not the time to break Bu Zhoushan.
"Houtu, if you Wu Clan can condense Pangu's true form, so can I. If you and I work hard, it will only make it easier for Hongjun and Luohu. You'd better think clearly!"
"Zhang Gan, you stole the great secret of my Wu Clan. I will discuss this matter with you sooner or later. After the calamity, you and the Wu Clan can only exist as one!"
Houtu's tone was icy cold, and the terrifying murderous intent permeated all directions through Pan Gu's true form.
"Houtu! Is that the way to go?"
Zuwu Gonggong was furious.
"Otherwise, so what? If we continue to fight, maybe even the holy mountain transformed by God the Father will collapse!"
As soon as these words came out, Gong Gong stopped talking, and could only curse Zhang Gan through gritted teeth.
Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches driving Pan Gu away with hatred, Zhang Qian nodded slightly,
Huang Ni said with a look of frustration: "My lord, I didn't expect the Twelve Ancestral Witches to have such a big reaction in this attack on the witch clan. Do you want to continue?"
Zhang Gan scattered Pangu Zhenxing, and said in a concentrated voice: "I let you attack the Wu Clan, which is just a statement. Now that the Wu Clan understands that I also have Pangu Zhenxing in their hands, naturally they will not attack the wilderness in the north again. Suffering. Presumably no one in the entire prehistoric region will come to the northern manghuang to seek death. In this way, the northern manghuang has become the only pure land and the only peaceful place during this calamity.
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