The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

A few thoughts flashed in Zhao Hao's mind, and Zhao Hao just ignored the things outside the formation and used the magic method of "Communication of the Bloodline Imprints of the Heavens" with all his strength to gather the last strands scattered between the heaven and the earth with the wonderful formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons. The blood imprint of the Twelve Witch Clan.

In fact, as he thought, even if he no longer gathers the last imprint of the blood of the twelve ancestor witches scattered between the heaven and the earth, he can also rely on the imprint of the blood of the twelve ancestor witches that has been gathered at this time and " Communicating the Imprints of the Bloodlines of the Heavens" and the magic of the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons, will

Pan Gu's real body summoned out.

However, since Kunpeng and the others were still able to block the momentum of the saint at this time, he would naturally continue to gather the last twelfth ancestral witch blood imprint.

After all, the more complete the blood imprints of the Twelve Ancestral Witches are gathered, the more powerful the power of Pan Gu's real body summoned will be.

And the stronger the power of Pangu's real body, the more beneficial it will be for Xiaoling to communicate with each other for a long time.

"Buzzing buzzing..."

Waves of tremors sounded out of nowhere around Zhao Hao, but following his "Communication of the Bloodline Imprints of the Heavens" magic method, the twelve small phantoms of ancestor witches lingering around him started to spin, Gradually, there is a tendency to become one.

"Buzzing..."

Slowly, the twelve gods and evil flags on the Zhaixing Building began to vibrate violently, as if they were echoing the twelve small phantoms of the ancestral witches!

A terrifying, simple, wild, infinitely heavy, and boundless mysterious general trend began to gradually emerge from the fusion of these twelve small ancestral witch phantoms. In this general trend, it seemed that a head that could Suppress all Xeon creatures!

The smile on the corner of Zhao Hao's mouth became more intense.

.........

The gods of the twelve capitals are outside the formation.

At this time, Kunpeng, Minghe, and Zhenyuanzi were desperately fighting against the terrifying and boundless trend of saints.

In the deep sky, the Kunpeng treasure technique, the grass-character sword formula, and the willow magic technique, these three boundless treasure techniques, were fully urged by the three of Kunpeng, and the infinite divine power dissipated is simply invincible, even in this piece of heaven and earth. , with the full protection of the three emperors with the sacred artifact of enlightenment, but it seems that they can't bear it

live.

The world began to tremble again.

After all, whether it is the Kunpeng treasure technique, the cursive sword art, or the willow magic technique, they are all too terrifying!

All of them are supreme laws that surpass the laws of saints!

If a saint makes it, it will be invincible among saints!

But at this time, Kunpeng, Minghe, and Zhenyuanzi came here, and they indeed possessed the power of a saint, which was enough to frighten the universe, making the monks of the three religions and hundreds of millions of living beings panic and uneasy!

"it is good!"

"Hold it!"

"Your Majesty's method is really wonderful, we hope to block this saint's momentum for half an hour!"

"As long as we hold on for half an hour, we will be able to retire when the king leaves the pass!"

After Kunpeng, Minghe, and Zhen Yuanzi used their three great treasures with all their strength to shake the saintly momentum with all their strength, that saintly momentum was really resisted and blocked above the star picking tower. Although it still covers the Star Picking Tower, it still covers the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals

, but could no longer harm the Zhaixing Tower and the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons formation.

This made the three of Kunpeng overjoyed.

It's just that this ray of joy just floated on the faces of Kunpeng and the three of them, and suddenly another meaning fell from the infinite height.

How should I describe that implication?vast?Majestic?Magnificent?Thick?vast?Boundless?Supreme?unstoppable? ... All the conceivable words become shallow and pale after being lined with that connotation.

That implication is heavenly!

As soon as that implication appears, everything in the world can only be surrendered!

Even the three of Kunpeng, after realizing that implication, suddenly had a small thought in their hearts, only felt that they were just a speck of dust, and it was impossible to fight against that implication!

"boom!"

It is impossible to describe the speed of that implication in words, I just feel that as soon as that implication appears, it is integrated into the general trend of the saint.

Then, there was a sudden explosion!

At the same time as the explosion, the gossip plate used by the Three Emperors to protect and hold the heaven and the earth, the Shennong Ding and Xuanyuan Sword immediately collapsed from the sky!

The world is once again in chaos!

Afterwards, Kunpeng, Minghe, and Zhenyuanzi, who had been able to resist the power of the saint, were immediately suppressed, their bodies were bleeding like rain, their bones were broken, and their tendons were broken. It was completely broken up!

Then, their figures began to become unreal, as if they were about to be wiped out.

Just for a moment, there was a halo of light between the eyebrows of Kunpeng and the three of them, and then they became solid again after they tended to the illusory figure.

It was the imprint of protecting the Dao that suddenly showed divine power, protected their souls, and saved their lives.

But at this time, they were also extremely sluggish, unable to carry the great momentum of saints at all, and could only watch helplessly as the momentum of saints collapsed towards the building of picking stars, and they wanted to completely destroy the formation of the gods of the Twelve Capitals!

"It's over!"

"I only hope that the king can display his supernatural power, and save his life under that unbelievable sage's momentum."

Kunpeng and the other three looked desperate.

But at this time, the great power of the saint has already collapsed to the Star Picking Tower.

In an instant, the entire Star Picking Building collapsed into slag, but the miraculous thing is that the twelve gods and evil flags that were planted on the Star Picking Building did not fall, but were inserted in the air, still In formation.

"This is?"

"Could it be... the king has finished his retreat?"

"Or... is this the king using the supreme magic method?"

Seeing this scene, the three Kunpeng people who were originally desperate were shocked suddenly.

Afterwards, they saw that the twelve flags and banners of the gods and gods of the book of heaven rose up in unison, and rose against the downward pressure of the saint. The phantom of the witch's bloodline screamed loudly, and they all jumped out of the banners, and then merged into one

!

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying, simple, reckless, infinitely thick, and boundless mysterious trend began to grow!

And along with this general trend, there is also a supreme figure that is so huge that it can really support the sky!