The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

Obviously, what Zhen Yuanzi was thinking about, Kunpeng and Minghe had thought about it.

Therefore, at this time, Kunpeng and Styx are all in a desperate state.

At this time, Kunpeng turned into the original body, but it was not long, only about ten feet long, and his whole body showed a chaotic color, without any rune lingering around his body, and there was no breath or force gushing out from his body.

This makes the Kunpeng at this time look ordinary, like a kunyu and a bird that have not learned the Tao.

But at this time, wherever Kunpeng passed, the space collapsed, and even the great power of saints that surrounded him was forced away by him!

The Kunpeng at this time is the strongest Kunpeng!

In the past five years, the Kunpeng method he has comprehended has been pushed to the extreme by him!

Returning to the original is the way to be authentic, and use the authentic body to urge the original Kunpeng true method!

Even though the true method is urged in this way, after casting the method, Kunpeng's vitality will be seriously injured!

But he couldn't care less, because only in this state can he fight the saint!

At this time, the Styx River has turned into a sea of ​​blood, stretching between the sky, and in the sea of ​​blood, every wave of blood is a Yuan Slaughter Sword, or a Bi Slaughter Sword. Above the killing sword, there are infinite grass-word sword intents gushing out.

Such a sea of ​​blood is enough to overthrow a saint!

This is also Styx's strongest state!The sea of ​​blood is his true nature, and with his true body, he urges the meaning of the ultimate cursive sword art!

He wants to work hard, he wants to fight the Holy Spirit!

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Between the sky and the earth, there was constant thunder. This thunder was actually no longer thunder, but the mighty sound of Zhen Yuanzi, Ming He, and Kunpeng rolling out with endless power. It is more terrifying than Heaven's Punishment Thunder Tribulation, enough to destroy ordinary quasi-sages!

.........

Fire Cloud Cave.

Fuxi: "The three of Kunpeng are so strong at this moment! They are going to do their best!"

Shennong: "This piece of heaven and earth is almost unbearable!"

Xuanyuan: "No matter what, the three of us must hold on, this piece of world cannot be destroyed! At least, while the human race still exists in this piece of world, this piece of world cannot be destroyed!"

Fuxi: "That's right, I have to wait desperately!"

A large area, a large area of ​​the Holy Emperor's light, escaped from the Huoyun Cave in all directions, a Xuanyuan Sword, a Shennong Ding, and a Fuxi Eight Diagrams Plate, rushed out of the Huoyun Cave, and suppressed it in the sky.

Xuanyuan Sword, Shennong Cauldron, and Eight Diagrams Plate are the sacred artifacts of the Three Emperors, and they are connected with the lives of the Three Emperors. When they are sacrificed this time, there will be a Daoyun immediately sweeping the world, so that the once again turbulent world will stabilize again.

But at this time, the Three Sovereigns were already pale.

.........

"The three of Kunpeng are too terrifying!"

"This is the majesty of a saint. What the three of Kunpeng showed at this time is the majesty of a saint!"

"Fortunately, five years ago, we did not choose to fight against it."

"After only five years under that Dihao's seat, he turned out to be so tyrannical, that Dihao is too mysterious! It's too terrifying!"

"I hope the saints can suppress the three of Kunpeng, otherwise, if the three of Kunpeng continue to grow, there will still be people in this world who can cure them!"

.........

At this time, the Bajing Palace, Yuxu Palace, Biyou Palace, and the monks of the three religions all had their hearts in their throats, and they were all horrified at Kunpeng and Zhao Hao... the monks between heaven and earth trembled all over their bodies Trembling, trembling!

.........

Outside the endless sky, there is chaos.

The Taishang Laojun frowned suddenly, and then snorted coldly, the purple and gold lingering in his eyes suddenly gushed out.

Then, the entire chaos shook!It seems to collapse!

.........

In the Eastern Frontier of the Great Merchants, on the Star Picking Tower, in the great formation of the gods and demons of the Twelve Capitals.

At this time, Zhao Hao was no longer sitting cross-legged, but standing in the air. The three-color air cocoon that had wrapped his body had completely disappeared at this moment, leaving only twelve small phantom shadows of twelve ancestor witches lingering around him. roar.

In five years, with the help of "Communicating the Origin of the Heavens" and the formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons, Zhao Hao finally completely absorbed the primordial purple qi and the mysterious yellow qi in his body. Immortal body mystery.

But at this time, Zhao Hao has already cultivated to the peak of the second layer of the Primordial Mysterious Yellow Indestructible Body!

As long as there is enough time, he can easily step into the third layer of the Primordial Mysterious Yellow Immortal Body!

And this time, although it no longer takes at least a hundred years as before, it still takes two to thirty years.

But now, time was... hardly an issue for him.

At this moment, the corner of Zhao Hao's mouth twitched into a slight smile: "Xiao Ling, what's the matter, I have almost completely gathered the blood imprints of the twelve ancestor witches at this time, and then with the magic method, I can synthesize the blood imprints of the twelve ancestor witches into Pangu Real body, you can estimate whether this Pangu real body can make

You are connected to the long river of time, let me go to the future, or go back to the past to practice? "

Although Xiao Ling hasn't given an answer yet.

But at this time, Zhao Hao's heart is also determined.

Just as he had thought before, in the prehistoric world of Conferred Gods, Pangu's real body was almost one of the top existences.

Xiao Ling once said that the merits and good fortune from the heavens can allow him to connect with each other for a long time.

Then how could the power of Pan Gu's real body make it impossible for him to communicate with the long river of time?

Sure enough, Xiao Ling replied: "Yes."

"very good."

The smile on Zhao Hao's face became more intense.

But at this moment, a huge shock suddenly came from outside the Twelve Capitals' Gods and Demons formation, which made the Twelve Capitals's Gods and Gods formation tremble violently, almost collapsing.

'This is... the saint reappeared? '

Zhao Hao's face suddenly darkened.

Through the mark of the guardian, he can know everything outside the formation through the three of Kunpeng.

'Obviously there is still a year before the opening of the God Conferred Calamity, but the saint appeared at this time after being silent. Could it be... as the three of Kunpeng guessed, the saints don't want me to put up a battle for full power ? '

'All saints, have you already paid so much attention to me? '

"It's just a pity. At this time, I have basically gathered the blood imprints of the twelve ancestor witches. I can combine them to form Pangu's real body at any time. The threat of the saint is useless to me. When I return, Saint, what is it? '