Chapter 1757 Treasure Collision
Just as Zhang Qian was about to snatch the Tower of Babel, unexpectedly, a ferocious arm suddenly stretched out from the dark pagoda. It was covered with knotty scales and exuded endless chaotic laws and principles. It was exactly the arm of Panzu's original body.

Boom!
After a loud bang, Zhang Qian was caught off guard and knocked back by a punch from Panzu's real body. With the protection of the Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, he did not suffer any injuries, but he missed the best opportunity to snatch the Tower of Babel.

This punch not only repelled Zhang Qian, but also shattered everything that was frozen by the Axe of Creation. Pan Zu also gained freedom. The moment the light from the Axe of Creation was about to hit him, he disappeared and dodged far away.

He looked at the Tower of Babel above his head with fear. Without the suppression of the Dividing Treasure Rock, the treasure was under his control again.

hum!
Zhang Qian stretched out his hand and the Treasure-Finding Rock fell down, floating up and down in the auspicious clouds above his head, emitting the power to suppress all the treasures.

Rumble!
The axe light from the Axe of Creation crossed the endless void and swept out, flattening the vast earth. Billions of miles of land were annihilated and turned into a smooth flat land, like a huge mirror, reflecting everything above the nine heavens.

The fight between the ferocious beast clan, the witch clan, the blood sea Shura, and Emperor Jiang Wanwuyi was clearly visible in this mirror that was billions of miles in size, like another battlefield.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were furious that they failed to hit Panzu and Zhang Qian. Their attempt to condense Pangu's true form this time could only be considered a forced formation. The other Ancestral Witches except Qiang Yi were almost exhausted of their strength and became extremely weak. Even Pangu's true form quickly became illusory.

Feeling their own weakness, the ancient witches who were eager to fight gradually calmed down and finally remembered the real purpose of this trip, Pangu's skull.

They set out in large numbers, bringing tens of billions of their people to Shouyang Mountain for the Pangu skull, which was their most fundamental purpose.

"Retreat quickly, don't stay for long!"

Hou Tu shouted hurriedly, sending a message to all the ancestor witches.

"Brothers, it is better to retreat now. We have set up the Dutian Shensha formation, which requires terrible power every moment. Soon, this formation will collapse on its own, and then we will be at the mercy of others!"

The strong barbarians also gave advice.

Naturally, he had received instructions from Zhang Qian.

In Zhang Qian's opinion, it would be better for Pangu's skull to fall into the hands of the Wu clan. There are too few members of the Wu clan. Even if there is Mount Buzhou to continuously provide Pangu's legacy and the Pangu Temple to continuously improve the clan members, the speed cannot be rapid and it will take time.

If they had Pangu's skull in their hands, their strength would increase dramatically immediately, and they could even become the most powerful force in the prehistoric world, or the public enemy of the prehistoric world!
If they want to rise up and possess the power to dominate the ancient world, they must at least overcome the side doors, the dragon clan, the phoenix clan, the demon clan, and the ferocious beast clan.

These mountains are waiting for them. At the same time, Zhang Qian also hopes that the Wu Clan can truly rise. He has already found a real opponent for them.

In his eyes, the Witch Clan has become the new troublemaker after Wan Wuyu.

Wan Wuyi was obviously being suppressed by the Wu Clan, and now his power was divided into two. Half of his power fell into the hands of Di Jun, and he became an immortal demon, becoming a thorn in his side.

It can be imagined that Wan Wuyi will be honest for a long time. Without him stirring up trouble, the chaos in the prehistoric world will become orderly, which is not what Zhang Qian wants to see.

After thinking for a while, he temporarily gave up the plan to rob the Tower of Babel and asked Qiang Yi to continue persuading the group of witch ancestors. He gave up Pan Zu and flashed to the sky above. The Chaos Pearl circled and smashed it fiercely at the Styx Ancestor who was killing the ferocious beast clan.

"Zhang Qian!"

Minghe cried out in surprise, and the sea of ​​blood beneath his feet rolled up, causing endless waves and evolving into a blood-red whirlpool, trying to block the Chaos Orb that was smashing down on him.

However, how could it be possible? The Chaos Pearl lightly jumped, bursting out with unparalleled shock force, instantly annihilating the whirlpool of the blood sea into an infinite blood mist. In the misty blood mist, the Chaos Pearl roared forward, unstoppably smashing the Yuan Tu Abi Sword of the Styx Patriarch.

Amid the tragic sound of swords ringing, the two innate killing swords tumbled and fell to the sky.

Minghe was horrified, and a red lotus of karmic fire appeared under his feet. The layers of petals fluttered like billions of points of heavenly fire rolling, protecting him tightly.

Boom!
But there was a loud bang and the scream of the Old Ancestor of the Styx was heard. The Karma Fire Red Lotus was unable to block the power of the Chaos Pearl and was directly broken. His body exploded and turned into a bloody mist.

However, he had already become immortal after turning to practicing the unorthodox method. The Chaos Pearl only severely damaged his immortal thoughts, but it was impossible to destroy him completely.

He is like Panzu. He is the sea of ​​blood and the sea of ​​blood is him. He will not die unless the sea of ​​blood is affected.

"Zhang Qian, come and die!"

At this moment, Pan Zu's stern shout was heard behind Zhang Qian. Pan Zu, who was holding the Tower of Babel in his palm, stepped into the void and waved his hand, and a river of infinite innate and innate divine water rushed towards Zhang Qian.

The arm of Panzu stretched out from the Tower of Babel. This time, the arm was no longer empty, but contained a terrifying divine sword. It was the Chaos Spirit Treasure Hunyuan Divine Sword!
With the help of the mystery of the Tower of Babel, Panzu can not only extend his arm into the primitive world, but also use the cover of the laws of the universe evolved from the Tower of Babel to send the Hunyuan Divine Sword into the primitive world.

"not good!"

Zhang Qian's face changed slightly. The Hunyuan Divine Sword is a Chaos Spirit Treasure, of the same grade as the Chaos Pearl, but it is also a pure killing treasure, its power is beyond imagination.

The unmatched sharp Hunyuan Divine Sword was shrouded in the dark laws of the universe, blocking all interference from the primordial heavenly way, and stabbed towards Zhang Qian's back.

There was nothing mysterious about this sword, it was just a simple stab, but such a simple stab was more terrifying than the most terrifying sword technique.

This is a sword that can annihilate all things and create chaos. It is a return to simplicity to the extreme. It does not require any fancy sword techniques to crush everything.

Before the sword arrived, the terrifying sword pressure made Zhang Qian's body tremble and his mind unstable.

He turned around suddenly and saw the sword tip piercing through the primeval void, opening up a dark void passage that was not restricted by the primeval rules and descended with a power that transcended the primeval void.

"go with!"

Zhang Qian, who had nowhere to hide, had a thought, and the Chaos Pearl jumped slightly. He poured all his magic power into the Chaos Pearl's precious embryo, and used all his strength to activate this Chaos Magic Treasure.

Buzz!
The Chaos Pearl suddenly grew in size and in an instant became as big as the sun, except that this sun was the color of chaos.

Bang bang bang...!
The innate chaotic world inside shook, and the primordial void around the huge chaos bead collapsed one after another, making a series of explosions.

The void cracks shattered by the Hunyuan Divine Sword and the Chaos Pearl collided with each other first. As soon as the two came into contact, billions of dark cracks spread and swept across. At first glance, the primeval void here seemed to be shattered!
Many immortal monks with low cultivation levels, including some witches and ferocious beasts, were sucked into the suddenly spreading void cracks and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the face of these horrible cracks, they were like fragile ants, completely helpless.

(End of this chapter)