The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

The terrifying chaotic giant fist turned into a blazing meteor with super light and electricity, and blasted to the Pangu Temple in a flash.

All the great powers in the heavens were shocked and lost their voices, they were shocked by the power of Chaos Giant Fist that transcended time and space, and they were even more shocked by Zhao Hao's arrogance.

The Pangu Temple of the Witch Clan is the heart of Pangu. After three times of calamity, after tens of billions of years, who can infringe one step from the countless mighty emperors?

"Attacking the Pangu Temple is not a good choice!"

"It's more than bad, it's just asking for humiliation!"

"If the sky wants to destroy him, he must drive him crazy. This person is really the last madness!"

"This person, does he think that if he gets the Chaos Orb by chance, he will be invincible? How ridiculous!"

"This person must be unreasonable!"

The powers of the heavens held a grudge, and when they saw Zhao Hao committing suicide, they all sneered and shook their heads, proudly sarcastic.

"The vastness of the wild, how many powerful demon gods have been hidden for hundreds of millions of years? Not to mention other things, there are several demon god ancestors who died in the first calamity alone."

"The ancestors of the demon gods are all the power of chaos, and they are simply terrifying. Hongjun Luohu is just one of them, and it is not the most conspicuous!"

"The Great Master of the Wu Clan is not inferior to the Patriarch of the Demon God, maybe he is the Patriarch of the Demon God. This person has not achieved Hunyuan, and he is not a saint. How dare he provoke the Grand Master of the Wu Clan?"

Da Neng sneered and mocked, and even wondered why Zhao Hao was so arrogant.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Perhaps, this person doesn't know the Great Witch Clan at all. He regards the Pangu Temple as the Heavenly Court of the Monster Clan!"

As soon as this remark came out, the Almighty suddenly became cheerful.

"rational!"

"It makes sense!"

"It must be so!"

"Since that's the case, tell me, is it possible for this person to die under the counterattack of the Great Senior?"

boom!

Like a spark, thrown into the fiery oil, the whole heavens, countless powerful desires, blazed up again.Everyone knows that the Great Master of the Wu Clan will not enter the prehistoric world easily. Does that mean that they have another chance for the Chaos Orb, the Heart of Opening Heaven, and the Water of Immeasurable Stars?

Countless greedy eyes stared at Zhao Hao fiercely, but this time, no one dared to reach out easily.

All ghosts are afraid of evil people, and the gods are so powerful, they are a little frightened by Zhao Hao's ferocity.

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Zhao Hao's chaotic giant fist turned into light, transcending time and space, shattering the laws, and horribly punched to the top of Pangu Temple.

The Twelve Patriarch Wupan were all angry and roared to shock the sky. The Pangu Temple was their home and their mother.Zhao Hao's attack on the Pangu Temple made them hate and ashamed more than hitting them in the face.

Immediately, the twelve ancestor witches sneered at the same time, and after being ashamed and angry, they all sneered at Zhao Hao.All the powers in the heavens are not optimistic about Zhao Hao.But the angry Twelve Ancestral Witches directly regarded Zhao Hao as a dead person.

"court death!"

"Stupid ants, how dare you attack the Pangu Temple! Shame! Shame! Court death! Court death!"

"My lord, let this ant know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"Your Majesty makes a move, this person will die! But how can we wash away our shame?"

"Human race, the race must be made to pay the price!"

"That's right! This person slaughtered hundreds of millions of my clansmen, and I must let the clansmen pay for it with blood!"

"Brothers..."

"Houtu, you don't need to say more! If it weren't for you, the human race might not exist, and this person might have died long ago!"

"This person is dead! The ants and humans must also be exterminated!"

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The Twelve Patriarchal Witches became furious, facing Zhao Hao who was outside the void, gnashing their teeth, cursing in shame and indignation, their terrifying roar shook the world.

In the eyes of the great powers of the heavens, Zhao Hao is just a quasi-sage, a kid who was lucky to get the legacy of Pangu and dominates with the Chaos Orb.

Almighty gods, wait to see Zhao Hao's joke.

Boom boom boom...

Above the Pangu Temple, a world suddenly opened up. It was a red world, like infinite magma, but it was billions of times hotter than magma.This infinite innate evil spirit, condensed like substance, collided and ignited a fire.

"Come here, this is the world of the Great Senior!"

"Your Majesty is coming out, Your Majesty is about to come out!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were excited and screamed in a low voice. The Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were lawless and did not even worship the way of heaven, had a respectful voice and an attitude almost reverent.

An extremely huge black coffin slid out of the crimson world and slid into the prehistoric world.

The huge coffin suppressed the world, and the entire prehistoric world, the heavens and the world, suddenly shook.The shock was invisible, but real, as if the pool entered a boat, and the entire pool was shaking.

"Humph!"

In the black coffin, there was a cold snort, shaking the heavens, and countless powerful people felt that this cold snort seemed to be ringing in their own ears.Below a certain level, even shielding is not possible.

The sky is open, and the incarnation is hundreds of millions. There is no doubt that the terrifying existence in the coffin has this level of cultivation.

Zhao Hao looked at Zhen Tianxuan's black coffin and smiled with interest.

The Great Master of the Wu Clan, whose cultivation has reached the limit of Hunyuan, is not inferior to Daozu Hongjun in terms of cultivation alone.He is a witch, so he must have a terrifying real body, so his combat power is still above the limit of the power of heaven.

If he was really a lucky quasi-sage, he would not even be able to escape in front of the Great Master of the Wu Clan.

Zhao Hao smiled meaninglessly. Today, he wanted to make an example of others, and the person he was beating was the Great Master of the Witch Clan.Otherwise, it is not enough to deter the prehistoric people and protect the safety of the human race.

The giant chaotic fist landed without hesitation.

"court death!"

Seeing that Zhao Hao not only did not escape, but continued to provoke, the black giant coffin yelled coldly.A layer of jet-black brilliance rises from the giant black coffin, like a thick layer of black paint is applied to the huge black coffin.

This layer of terrifying black paint seems to be inherently terrifying, and when the mighty gods see it, they all feel trembling and dead silent.

The pitch-black brilliance converged and turned into a huge jet-black profound light, which slammed into the Chaos Giant Fist terrifyingly.

Zhao Hao's eyes are solemn, and only Hunyuan and above can see clearly, the mysterious light is not pitch black, but crimson.It's just that the crimson has reached the limit and is almost destroyed, so it looks pitch black on the outside.

This is the most terrifying innate evil spirit, turned into a blow that destroys the rules.What the heavens can see is not darkness, but destruction.

However, even if you are the ultimate destruction, today, you have to vanish into thin air!

Zhao Hao's mind of opening up the sky reached the extreme, and the Chaos Orb turned into a shocking shout: "Scatter it for me!" The giant chaotic fist suddenly slammed down, and the fist was covered with a layer of blazing white light that opened the sky.

The pitch-black mysterious coffin was not afraid, and sternly shouted: "Death!" The black light flashed, and the ultimate innate evil spirit mysterious light slashed terrifyingly on the giant fist of chaos.

The pitch-black mysterious light and the infinite chaos turned into a terrifying turbulent flow of destruction, like a huge wave of heaven and earth, suddenly rolled towards the entire prehistoric, flooding the infinite time and space.

If the battle didn't take place in the void, with just one blow, there would be no living things in the whole prehistoric world.

The heavens are so powerful, they are shocked and lose their voices, and they are in a hurry at any time to stabilize their own cave world.