Chapter 336 Saint-level combat power - Dong Wanggong Luo Hou is on par with Hongjun Daozu. It turned out that the entire prehistoric world was restricting him and not allowing him to come to the human world. But Tiandao implemented his own plan, allowing him to escape from the gap. Transmitting his own powerful saint-level divine power! With just one blow, Hou Tu's chest was torn by the God-killing Spear. Her face was frighteningly pale, and black blood was dripping on her chest. Every drop could collapse the void. Cracks appeared on her body. With just one blow, Hou Tu, the ruler of the netherworld, was on the verge of death!
Her current body is only the body of the primordial spirit, and is being restrained by the God-devouring Spear. How can she resist such power? Seeing this, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi on the side changed their faces. Kunpeng and Wu Tian stepped up their attack. Spells and treasures flew around, attacking Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi. The two great masters were suppressed by the saints, and they could only exert 20% of their full strength. They were beaten back step by step. "Ant!" "Hahaha!" "Ant!" Dong Wanggong saw that he had killed Hou Tu with one blow, and laughed up to the sky. The netherworld suffered a heavy blow, and the six reincarnations slowly appeared. Dong Wanggong was about to destroy the core of the netherworld - the six reincarnations. A hole was torn in the sky again. Eleven ancestor witches descended into the netherworld. Seeing Hou Tu nailed to death in the void, the ancestor witches were furious! Hou Tu was the youngest of the twelve ancestor witches. She was also the most well-behaved and sensible. Even Zhu Rong, who had the most violent temper, had never had a quarrel with Hou Tu.
He was very caring for this sister. Today, this sister was nailed in the void, and her body was broken bit by bit! "Sister!" "Sister Hou Tu!" "Hou Tu!" Many ancestor witches roared in anger. Hou Tu's current body is the creation of the primordial spirit. Once destroyed, her body will be destroyed. There is no possibility of resurrection! "Dong Wanggong, I want your life!" Di Jiang was extremely angry. His body turned into the body of the ancestor witch, but he did not turn into the ancestor witch's real body that was 100,000 feet tall. He saw his wings flutter and tear open the space. Instantly came to Dong Wanggong's body. The yellow claws emitted dangerous and fierce light, grabbing Dong Wanggong's heart. Under this attack, even the innate spiritual treasures could not defend against it! But the black lotus on Dong Wanggong's head was as stable as a mountain, emitting black light curtains. Small lotus flowers were suspended in it. No matter how turbulent Di Jiang's power was, he could not pierce that layer of light curtain. "You are just a bunch of ants, ants!" "Die with Hou Tu!" Dong Wanggong laughed at the sky, as if he was about to become a saint. He raised his hand and pulled the God-killing Spear out of Hou Tu's chest. Hou Tu spat out a mouthful of black blood, and her body shattered into pieces, like a broken porcelain. She couldn't even say her last words, and her soul had already collapsed and turned into a rain of light that drifted away. "Sister Hou Tu!" "Sister!" Many ancestor witches shouted angrily. Seeing that Hou Tu's soul was annihilated and no longer existed, they gnashed their teeth.
All of them urged the ancestor witches to bring out their true bodies. The true bodies of the ancient monsters roared, and the power of the law was wrapped around their bodies. It was as if the gods were resurrected in the ancient times! "The second strike is enough to kill you!" Dong Wanggong sneered and stabbed the God-killing Spear forward again. The torrent of destruction reappeared. Worlds were constantly torn apart in front of the God-killing Spear. A terrifying doomsday scene appeared at the tip of the spear. Blood-red light enveloped the entire world. Such a terrifying power, unless it was a saint or a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, could not be resisted at all! The expressions of the eleven ancestor witches changed, and they urged their own laws. The eleven laws merged into a torrent of laws, reversing time and space, and colliding head-on with the God-killing Spear. Rumble The void was torn apart, and the void was turned into powder. The terrifying pressure shook the entire netherworld, tearing apart the netherworld for billions of miles! This space was like a huge alveolus blowing up. The several saints fighting outside the sky also noticed this movement. "Three Pure Ones, are you going to help the rebel Dong Wanggong to destroy the netherworld and the foundation of the prehistoric world?" Emperor Jun's voice was as cold as ice. The three saints moved in their hearts, and immediately understood the current situation. They seemed to be calculated! Someone took advantage of them delaying the Emperor of Heaven to attack the Netherworld! The expressions of the three saints changed for a moment. They did not expect that the Eastern King would take this opportunity to destroy the Netherworld. Whose instructions did he receive? "We have no such intention." The Saint Tongtian was open-minded. He collected the Zhuxian formation and sat cross-legged in the void to show his sincerity. Di Jun also collected the Zhoutian Xingdou formation that was reflected, and the starry sky returned to the pagoda. The Saint Taiqing collected the Taijitu and the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.
He just sat on the Fenghuo cushion without saying a word. Di Jun also let Yumir's reflected incarnation return to the pagoda. Yuanshi, who was standing aside, looked a little ugly. But in the current situation, he was used as a gun. He also collected the treasure. Emperor Jun took Odin away and looked towards the netherworld. Because of the pressure from the saints, Kunpeng and Wutian suppressed Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun and retreated step by step. Their strengths were actually not much different. But there was a saint next to them exerting pressure, and even with their means, it was difficult to resist the power of a saint. "Go to hell!" Kunpeng shouted angrily and cast a Heavenly Demon God-Slaying Technique! The green demon light tore through the space and hit Hongyun. Wutian also sneered and used the Heavenly Demon Soul-Smashing Technique. A black light fell on Zhenyuanzi, trying to crush his soul! At this moment, Hongyun suddenly remembered that Emperor Jun had given him two fire feathers. He quickly handed one to Zhenyuanzi. The two of them each offered up the fire feathers, and only heard two loud voices. The two fire feathers flew into the sky and turned into a three-legged golden crow. The true fire of the sun gushed out, and an aura that was no weaker than that of a saint shook the whole world. The divine light from the two great masters Kunpeng and Wutian was directly dispelled by the flames. The pressure of the saints fell on the two of them. Feng Shui turns around. The two great masters finally knew what kind of pressure Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were carrying! Kunpeng and Wutian trembled all over, and their faces changed drastically. Without thinking, they fled to the back. They were ordered to delay! But now they can't delay. Dong Wanggong launched a second attack, and the long river of destruction tore apart the divine light of the laws emitted by the eleven ancestor witches.
Even the laws of time and space cannot stop Luohou's divine light of destruction! The gap in the understanding of the power of the two sides is too big! The torrent of destruction was about to kill the eleven ancestor witches. But at this moment, a loud cry sounded. The next moment, a three-legged golden crow flew down from the sky. The sharp claws directly grabbed the God-killing Spear. The true fire of the sun gushed out, turning into a fairy talisman to lock the treasure. No matter how the torrent of destruction hit, it could not destroy it.