Chapter 1859 The real purpose

Only Panzu and Wanwu, who was possessed by the will of a transcendental powerful being, knew about his twelve innate gods and demons. Apart from them, no one else in the ancient world had ever seen one.

Looking back to the past, in order to create the twelve innate gods and demons, he sneaked into the Pangu Temple and stole the true blood of the twelve ancestor witches. Then he created these gods and demons based on the true blood of the twelve ancestor witches.

Only the innate gods and demons created with the true blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches as their foundation can set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, a formation unique to the descendants of Pangu's bloodline.

The majestic Pangu's true form dragged Chi'ao along, plowing a deep gully on the earth as it passed, and countless mountains and rivers were shattered. No matter how Chi'ao struggled, it could not escape the suppression of Pangu's true form. It could only twist in vain, making the earth and mountains a mess.

"Zhang Qian, you little brat, get out here right now! You are so bold that you dare to invade our Wu clan's territory and annihilate hundreds of millions of Wu clan members. Get out here and die!"

The roar of Pangu's true form resounded through the nine heavens, and the rolling sound waves attacked the northern wilderness. The sound waves alone destroyed the dense forests within a radius of tens of thousands of miles in the northern wilderness.

Boom boom boom!
After a short while, Pangu's true form dragged Chi'ao to the foot of Taiwu Mountain. Taiwu Mountain, like a pillar of heaven, was not as tall as Pangu's true form, and only reached Pangu's waist.

Even if Pangu's true form wanted to, he could just reach out and pull out Taiwu Mountain and use it as a stick!

"As descendants of Pangu, the Erwu tribe has no intention of benefiting the world, but has joined forces with Luohou to bring disaster to all living things. You have completely disgraced Pangu!"

Zhang Qian's mighty voice of Taoism came from the depths of the northern wilderness, making the twelve ancestor witches furious.

"What are you waiting for? Rush in and destroy that fellow's lair. Let's see if he dares to speak like that again!"

Gonggong shouted angrily.

"Something's wrong!"

Hou Tu exclaimed, and the other ancestor witches immediately sensed extremely heavy footsteps coming from the depths of the northern wilderness.

As the footsteps approached, an extremely majestic figure walked out from the depths of the wilderness.

This figure is exactly the same as Pangu's true form, even identical. The only difference is that this figure appears more solid, and the Axe of Creation in his hand does not have the slightest illusory color, and emits waves that suppress time and space.

"How can it be!"

The twelve ancient witches exclaimed in unison, showing expressions of disbelief.

The towering figure that walked out from the depths of the northern wilderness was actually a true form of Pangu, exactly the same as the true form of Pangu that they condensed when they performed the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Waves of pressure from Pangu's unique will swept out, competing with the true form of Pangu condensed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Not only the Twelve Ancestral Witches were stunned, the entire prehistoric world was stunned. At the foot of Mount Buzhou, two towering Pangu true forms were facing each other, and it didn't look real no matter how you looked at it.

Hongjun in the depths of Heaven was naturally paying attention to Zhang Qian's every move. Ever since Zhang Qian joined forces with Yuqing Taoist and Fengzu to pray to Heaven, he had been paying attention to the movements of Tangting Mountain.

The appearance of three armies of ferocious beasts did not surprise Hongjun, but the confrontation between the two true forms of Pangu made his face change drastically.

"How did he do it?"

Hongjun was puzzled and couldn't figure out how Zhang Qian had created the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and condensed the true form of Pangu. The most important thing was that the condensed true form of Pangu was even more solid than the true form of Pangu of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Zhang Qian, what did you do!"

The ancestor witch Hou Tu asked in shock and anger.

A strand of Zhang Qian's spirit attached itself to Pangu's true form and said, "How do you think of my Pangu's true form? Is it worthy of your attention?"

This teasing tone made the Twelve Ancestral Witches furious, and uncontrollable murderous intent brewed in Hou Tu's heart.

Zhang Qian was actually able to unleash the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and condense Pangu's true form, which means that the secrets of the Witch Clan have been mastered by Zhang Qian. If this man doesn't die, the Witch Clan will be in great disaster!

"die!"

With a roar, the Twelve Ancestral Witches swung the Chi'ao in their hands and chopped fiercely at the true form of Pangu dominated by Zhang Qian.

The Chi'ao was like a whip that was billions of miles long, shaking the void and creating cracks.

hum!
Zhang Qian would not show weakness. As soon as he thought about it, Pangu's true form tightly grasped the Axe of Creation, which was integrated into the Chaos Bell, the treasure of Creation, and burst out with a terrifying force of suppression. Time and space froze, and the twisted Chi Ao also froze. Even the true form of Pangu condensed by the twelve ancestors of witches froze for a moment. One moment was enough.

The sharp axe light chopped down, chopping off the big hand that was holding the Chi'ao's tail.

Boom...!
It was not until the Chi'ao fell to the ground that the stagnant time and space was finally broken free by the true form of Pangu, who was controlled by the Wu clan.

"you wanna die!"

A roar sounded, and the giant hand that was chopped off instantly evolved, with both hands tightly grasping the Axe of Creation, and chopped towards the true form of Pangu controlled by Zhang Qian.

The dazzling axe light spread across the wilderness, creating a huge dark crack.

"coming!"

Zhang Qian's mind moved, and he controlled the majestic Pangu's true form to leap across a land of thousands of miles and landed in Mount Buzhou!
The dazzling axe light turned and chased after him relentlessly.

In an instant, it plunged into Mount Buzhou.

hum!
Zhang Qian controlled the true form of Pangu, and the Axe of Creation in his hand once again activated the power of the Chaos Bell, freezing time and space.

The light from the Axe of Creation was frozen for a moment.

In a flash, the true form of Pangu, controlled by Zhang Qian, flashed and avoided the light of the Axe of Creation by a hair's breadth.

Rumble!
The axe light broke through the stagnant time and space, struck fiercely into Mount Buzhou, and once again created an endless canyon.

The rich Pangu legacy rises from the canyon and fills the void.

"Oh no, he did it on purpose!"

Hou Tu immediately understood Zhang Qian's plan.

"This guy wants to lead us to attack Mount Buzhou. How despicable!"

Gonggong also understood.

Boom boom boom!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches suppressed their hatred and withdrew from the Buzhou Mountain area.

"Well, now is not the time to shatter Mount Buzhou!"

Zhang Qian thought about it and took the initiative to withdraw from Mount Buzhou. He had already made plans. Mount Buzhou would be destroyed sooner or later, but when was the key.

But now is not the time to destroy Mount Buzhou.

"Hou Tu, your Wu clan can condense Pangu's true form, and I can do the same. If you and I fight to the death, it will only benefit Hongjun and Luohou. You'd better think it through!"

"Zhang Qian, you stole the great secret of my Wu clan. I will settle this matter with you sooner or later. After the catastrophe is over, only one of you and my Wu clan can exist!"

Hou Tu's tone was icy, and the terrifying murderous intent spread in all directions through Pangu's true form.

"Hou Tu! Are we just going to let it go like this?"

The ancestor of witches Gonggong was furious.

"What else can we do? If we continue to fight, perhaps even the holy mountain transformed by the Father God will collapse!"

After these words were spoken, Gonggong stopped talking and could only curse Zhang Qian with gritted teeth.

Seeing the twelve witch ancestors leaving in anger with Pangu's true form, Zhang Qian nodded slightly.
Huang Ni said with a frustrated look on his face: "My Lord, I didn't expect the Twelve Ancestral Witches to have such a big reaction to our attack on the Witch Clan this time. Do you want to continue?"

Zhang Qian dispersed Pangu's true form and said in a concentrated voice: "I asked you to attack the Wu clan, which was just a statement. Now that the Wu clan knows that I also have Pangu's true form in my hands, they will naturally not attack the Northern Wilderness and ask for trouble. I believe that no one in the entire prehistoric world will come to the Northern Wilderness to seek death. In this way, the Northern Wilderness will become the only pure land and the only peaceful place in this catastrophe.

You have someone spread the word that I will open the gate of the world at Tangting Mountain. All immortals and gods who want to leave the prehistoric world can go through the gate of the world to the Zhongda World! Become a member of the Zhongda World!"

(End of this chapter)