Chapter 1837 Hou Yi's Technique
"Hou Yi, I, Yun Zhenzi, have no grudge against you, and I have never provoked your Wu clan. Why do you come to invade my sect and threaten my Taoism?"

Yun Zhenzi's voice was heard in the cloud-filled Cangxia Mountain, his tone full of frustration and unwillingness.

At the same time, waves of pressure from the Golden Immortal spread out, causing the void to vibrate slightly.

"Yun Zhenzi, stop making noise, quickly disperse the formation, and surrender with all your forces. You can save your life by joining Hou Yi's army. Otherwise, I don't care how many billions of souls are left under my Pangu bow!"

hum!
The pale bone bow moved, and the sharp arrow on the bowstring shrank slightly, and the edge became dozens of times sharper than before, which was frightening.

This is Pangu Bow, which is also a famous treasure in the prehistoric times. However, it is not an innate spiritual treasure, and the witch clan cannot use it. Instead, it is a man-made magic weapon.

However, the material used to refine this magical weapon is very scary. Legend has it that it is a rib of Pangu.

Of course, this is definitely not true, it is just a legend. Despite this, this magic bow still has incredible power. Houyi is the best archer in the Wu clan. With Pangu bow in hand, he even dares to aim at the Immortal Hunyuan. He is confident that even the Immortal Hunyuan will be hit by the bow and arrow if he is not fully alert.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour. If you don't disperse the formation and surrender after a quarter of an hour, this Cangxia Mountain will no longer exist, and all your disciples will be annihilated!"

Houyi shouted loudly and continued to force Yun Zhenzi, the lord of Cangxia Mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that Yun Zhenzi was a Daluo Jinxian, Houyi would not have bothered to say anything and would have simply used Pangu Bow to break through the mountain protection formation.

Hou Yi was so patient because he wanted to subdue Yun Zhenzi.

As a great wizard ranked high among the wizards, Hou Yi's power is enough to crush the Golden Immortal, but he is slightly inferior to the True Immortal Hunyuan. However, he still has the ability to threaten the True Immortal Hunyuan.

Although he is not an existence above the peak of the prehistoric world, he is still above trillions of people.

Yun Zhenzi was a little at a loss when he heard Houyi's threat. He was well aware of Houyi's power. As a great witch ranked high among the witch clan, he was famous throughout the prehistoric world. He thought to himself that he was no match for Houyi.

"Do we really have to surrender to Hou Yi? But he is a member of the Wu clan!"

Yun Zhenzi's mind raced, and finally he frowned and took out a sword ball about an inch square. The sword ball was orange-yellow in color and faintly transparent, and there seemed to be a blurry small sword flashing inside.

After saying a few words to the sword ball, the sword ball spun around, whooshed into the void, and flew quickly towards the direction of the former site of Shouyang Mountain.

“I hope that Master Gai Jian will remember the sentiments I had when I first heard your teachings and save me!”

The Master of Swords mentioned by Yun Zhenzi was naturally Gai Xianfan. He had listened to Gai Xianfan explain the mysteries of swordsmanship several times, and he also entered the gate of swordsmanship. He had a deep relationship with Gai Xianfan.

Now that Houyi is forcing his way forward, Yun Zhenzi can only ask for help from Gai Xianfan, hoping that Gai Xianfan can draw his sword to help and preserve the foundation of Cangxia Mountain.

Most of the Daluo Golden Immortals and even Taiyi Golden Immortals of the human race in the heavens have established their own sects in the East. They have considerable foundations and countless disciples.

Yun Zhenzi is just one of them. Similarly, many of the immortal gods and gods from the heavens and human race who founded their own sects in the Eastern Land like Yun Zhenzi encountered the same thing as Yun Zhenzi.

The witch clan not only sent out the great wizard Houyi, but also other great wizards like Kuafu and Xingtian who entered the eastern land and attacked the fairy mountains and sects one after another.

Emperor Ji Tian and Gai Xianfan, who were at the old site of Shouyang Mountain, kept receiving messages asking for help, all from the leaders of the sects of the human race in the heavens.

"Master Gai Jian, the Wu Clan is now attacking everywhere, not only the eastern land, but also the northern wilderness and the western land like crazy. They should be teaming up with Luohou!"

Emperor Ji Tian frowned, looking very ugly. "The Wu Clan and Hongjun have been fighting to the death for a long time. They have no other choice but to join forces with Luohou. Now they are attacking all directions without any scruples. It is obvious that they want to take the initiative to stir up this catastrophe!"

As Gai Xianfan was speaking, a thought flashed through his mind, and the white sword in his hand drew a flash of sword light that shot up into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Buzz!
The divine sword that flew to the sky shook and miraculously split into thousands. Many identical white divine swords fell from the sky and flew towards the source of the distress signals.

Gai Xianfan, who has practiced the way of the sword to an unknown level, does not need to concentrate on controlling those magic swords. They can automatically kill the enemy according to his wishes.

Houyi, who was bending his bow to force his way towards Cangxia Mountain, suddenly changed his expression as he sensed a fatal crisis approaching.

He leaped forward and retreated a hundred miles.

Hee hee hee…!
There was a sound in the void, and a pure white sword stabbed towards him at an alarming speed.

"open!"

Seeing the tip of the sword getting closer and closer in his sight, Houyi shouted, loosened his fingers, and the pale bone arrow made a deafening thunder, almost piercing through the void and meeting the oncoming divine sword.

Ding!
A melodious sound echoed, and the tip of the sharp arrow actually collided with the tip of the magic sword. Houyi's archery skills were so magical!

In a flash, he aimed at the tip of the sword and hit it accurately. His accuracy and timing were truly incredible.

The white divine sword shook, rolled over, and then stabbed towards Houyi again.

The same scene happened in the East. Outside those sects that were forced by the Great Wizard and those sects that asked Gai Xianfan for help, a pure white divine sword appeared to help them fight against those Great Wizards.

For a moment, the famous wizards in the East were stumped by the pure white swords. It was obviously just a flying sword with no human figure, but it made them panic and helpless.

Gai Xianfan's action attracted the attention of all the spirits in the prehistoric world, resulting in no one noticing the changes near Kunlun Mountain.

After learning about Luohou's plan through Zhurong Qiangyi, Zhang Qian made preparations. Luohou wanted to take the initiative to deal with Pangu, the Three Pure Ones and other innate gods before the catastrophe began. Although he did not think that Luohou would succeed, he had an idea in mind. Until now, he had not had any contact with Pangu and the Three Pure Ones.

In fact, he was extremely wary of these three people. The Twelve Ancestral Witches could evolve the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and reveal Pangu's true form, while the unity of the primordial spirits of Pangu and the Three Pure Ones could reproduce Pangu's primordial spirit, which was equally powerful.

When Pangu and the Three Pure Ones possessed the lower world, they had used this method before. However, because the power they possessed in the lower world was too small, the condensed Pangu spirit did not play much of a role.

But it is different in the ancient world. If Pangu and the Three Pure Ones fight to the death, it is unknown what incredible power Pangu's soul, which is manifested by the unity of its souls, will have.

Luohou went to deal with this kind of existence, and Zhang Qian also wanted to see the true trump card of Pangu and the Three Pure Ones.

The ants and insects near Kunlun Mountain are all Pan Wang's spies. The moment changes occurred in Kunlun Mountain, Pan Wang's voice sounded in Zhang Qian's heart.

"My Lord, demonic energy has appeared near Kunlun Mountain!"

When Zhang Qian heard this, he was shocked. Without thinking, he waved his hand and opened a door to the world. On the other side of the door was the Taoist temple of Queen Mother of the West Kunlun!

(End of this chapter)