Zhuang Xiong saw Tai Yi avoiding, but did not chase him immediately. Instead, he frowned and looked solemnly as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he looked up at the battlefield, but he saw that Tai Yi was actually carrying the Donghuang Bell and rushed towards Di Jun and Pangu's real bodies. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, gritted his teeth, and roared towards the sky. The long sword suddenly burst out with dazzling light, dragging the sword light he had tasted and slashed towards Tai Yi.

Taiyi heard Zhuang Xiong's roar, and couldn't help but look back, but saw Zhuang Xiong's eyes flushed and his face turned ferociously, as if he was crazy. He was shocked and rushed into the Donghuang Bell crazy and opened his defense to the maximum. He knew that he could not avoid it, so he pushed the Donghuang Bell hard and hit it, but he didn't care about Di Jun's battlefield?

Zhuang Xiong seemed to be really possessed and never used many sword techniques again. He just slashed down with one sword. However, the knife was halfway through, and suddenly burst out with infinite light. A layer of purple jade light slowly revealed and quickly shone on the entire sky. Zhuang Xiong actually restored his original appearance on the way to swing the knife, and the giant stick hit it so hard.

Taiyi's eyes showed a fierce look, and he gritted his teeth and pushed it up.

Zhuang Xiong snorted coldly, and only a bell ringed in an instant, and an invisible ripples drifted outwards. Countless little demons and witches were shocked to exclaim. The witch clan was also cruel and fierce. He endured his last breath and suddenly blew himself into the demon clan. For a moment, Taiyi accidentally shocked himself to death with the witch clan and exploded, and the demon clan actually fell down another large area.

However, life at this time seems to be worthless. Every minute and every second, countless demons seem to fall down, countless resentment, blood-evil energy, and souls are constantly rolling towards the underworld. I wonder if the eighteenth level of hell in the underworld can be contained?

Zhuang Xiong was still like a devil. A Qiankun stick was played with by him. When it was smashed, it turned into a body or a mace, and when it was stabbed forward, it turned into a long sword. If the distance was a little far, it must be a long spear or a halberd spear, but when it was chopped horizontally and slashed sideways, it was a long sword or a giant axe.

Taiyi was almost crazy, and his strength was not as strong as Zhuang Xiong. At this time, the weapons in Zhuang Xiong's hand were so ever-changing. However, Zhuang Xiong used them very well, but Taiyi could only be repelled repeatedly and was in a mess. His hands and feet were already numb, and he could hardly grasp the Chaos Bell. The stuffy breath in his chest was almost squirting out blood. However, Zhuang Xiong's attack was continuous, and he was suppressed back, but he could only get more injuries.

Zhuang Xiong had already seen that Taiyi was at the end of his strength. A cruel smile suddenly came out from the corner of his mouth. The Qiankun stick returned to its original body. Zhuang Xiong roared angrily and used his power to smash the eighteen sticks. The sticks made Donghuang Zhong Qingming keep ringing, and countless ripples spread out. I don’t know how many lives he fell down. However, neither of them cared about this problem at all. Zhuang Xiong was like a cynical demon and didn’t care about external things at all, and Taiyi seemed to have come to an end.

No one expected that Zhuang Xiong's attack was so violent. It seemed that there were many sighs from the world. Is it sighing that Taiyi had chosen the wrong opponent? Or was it sighing that such a powerful demon clan would be so declining? Everyone could see that the destruction of the demon clan was a foregone conclusion. No one could turn the tables with the Xiaoyaoju just hanging in the sky, unless it was the Taoist ancestor or the saints who came in person, but would this happen?

Zhuang Xiong swung his eighteen rods in a row, but just sneered and did not take action again. Taiyi was still standing still. Suddenly, he saw that the Donghuang Bell fell from Taiyi without any warning, and a large amount of blood was gushing out of Taiyi's body. Countless corpses also gushed out with the blood. Taiyi's body couldn't help but shrink and fell to the ground with the bang, while there were corpses everywhere around him.

Countless people looked at these corpses and shook their heads, knowing that this was the Daluo Golden Immortal who was forcibly filled with the two people with secret techniques. She was sucked away all flesh and blood essence and magic power. After being shocked by such wild attacks as Zhuang Xiong, she was already dead and could not die anymore. Even the true spirit of the soul no longer existed.

Taiyi was even more unbearable. His inner organs were almost completely shattered. Even the true spirit of the soul was like a cracked glass at this time, as if it would completely shatter when touched. Taiyi was just relying on perseverance and the remaining magic power to support it. His eyes seemed to be blurred, but when he looked at Zhuang Xiong, he was still so cruel and crazy.

Zhuang Xiong sneered. The damage he caused was naturally very clear. Taiyi was already dying at this time, and the injuries were already visible in Zhuang Xiong's eyes. With such injuries, it was a dream to live again. However, Zhuang Xiong did not want any accidents to happen. He sneered at the corner of his mouth and had to make up for it.

However, before Zhuang Xiong could walk to Taiyi, Taiyi suddenly burst into laughter and rushed over. All the magic power and souls had already burned. Judging from his posture, he was going to explode and wanted to cause a final blow to Zhuang Xiong with his last little energy.

Zhuang Xiong pulled the corner of his mouth disdainfully, swung the long sword in his hand, and it turned into a dense net of swords in the middle, sweeping past Taiyi's body, cutting countless silk threads. However, Taiyi's last blow was not so easy to resolve. In the end, he condensed a little energy and was finally involved by Taiyi's last soul before it was broken, and it completely exploded.

Countless real fires of sun were spewing out. Even Zhuang Xiong was prepared for the explosion. Although he was defended by the Qiankun Cauldron, he could not help but be pushed back a few steps. You must know that Zhuang Xiong was 270 million feet tall at this time, and the distance between a few steps was already tens of millions of feet. Naturally, countless palaces were stepped into pieces, a mess along the way.

Zhuang Xiong just snorted coldly. Seeing that Pangu's true body seemed to have gained the upper hand, he no longer took care of the battlefield. Instead, he hurried towards Yaochi. Just now, Zhuang Xiong received the news from Zhuang Zhou, which seemed very heavy and very bad. However, the battlefield just now was still almost over to end. It was because Zhuang Xiong killed Taiyi as soon as possible so that he could rush to Yaochi to see the situation. Of course, if he accidentally thought of going to Yaochi to force Di Jun's wife, he would whisper by himself.

What Zhuang Xiong didn't know was that as soon as he left the battlefield, Di Jun saw that Zhuang Xiong was running towards Yaochi, and he couldn't help but be anxious. He roared and rushed towards Zhuang Xiong with a roar.

Although Pangu's true body was also thinking about it secretly, he felt that Zhuang Xiong's move was not very kind, but as he saw that Zhuang Xiong had already solved his opponent, he was still in a stalemate here. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Seeing that Di Jun was about to ignore him and attack Zhuang Xiong, he couldn't help but be furious. A crazy light flashed in his eyes. He rushed up and hugged Di Jun, and exploded without hesitation.

The power of this attack is indescribable. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are originally quasi-saint-level existences, and have filled countless witch tribes. This self-destruction is really earth-shaking. The entire prehistoric world can't help but tremble. The sky seems to have been pierced a big hole, revealing a dark and terrifying mystery. The Buzhou Mountain under the foot of the Heavenly Court couldn't help but shake, as if the entire Heavenly Court was about to shake, and countless big witches and little monsters were shaken to the east and west.

Of course, this is just a feeling. After all, the Heavenly Court is almost a magic weapon at this time, but it is no longer supported by Buzhou Mountain. However, Buzhou Mountain is extraordinary after all. As it shakes, the place connected to the Heavenly Court will naturally drive the Heavenly Court, which will drive a huge Heavenly Court to shake.

After the smoke and dust brought by the explosion dissipated, everyone could see clearly what was happening and couldn't help but breathe a breath of cold air. Only a few pieces of broken pieces of meat were left in the center of the explosion. If there was only one Gonggong, he was at the center of the Twelve Du Tian Shensha Formation, and the intentions of the Twelve Ancestor Witches and the Witch Clans protected him, so he could save his life. However, Di Jun had already been blown away to the point where his bones were gone, and only a few golden crow feathers fell from the sky.

The damage caused by the explosion is far more than that. Although several people are far away from the Lich battlefield, the shock wave caused is too strong, and it swept through most of the heavenly court. Countless lich corpses have not survived. Even Cang Xiong has consciously stayed away from here since the beginning of the war, but he still flew out by the impact. He stopped until he retreated for dozens of miles. As soon as he stood firm, he couldn't help but spurt out blood, and then he looked at the center of the explosion in a terrifying manner.

However, just when everyone was surprised, they saw a figure suddenly popping out from the little demon falling around them, quickly snatching the river map Luoshu left by Di Jun and running. While running, it turned into a shocking giant bird. With a long roar towards the sky, he headed straight for the Nanming. But it turned out to be Kunpeng.

It turned out that Kunpeng was determined to be Xiaoyao. For the sake of the demon clan, he also wanted to cooperate with Di Jun and do a good job for the demon clan. Who knew that he accidentally learned about Di Jun's conspiracy and couldn't help but feel rebellious. Therefore, he refused to make a sincere plan for Di Jun, and gradually was neglected by Di Jun. During the war, others seemed to have forgotten Xiaoyaoju in the sky, but Kunpeng did not. He knew that the demon clan would be defeated today, so he turned into a small soldier, whether it was pretending to be dead or otherwise, he could always escape. After all, only life could be free.

However, what he did not expect was that fewer and fewer people on the battlefield were. After Pangu's true body exploded, the few remaining people were probably unable to escape the eyes of countless great magical powers. Since they could no longer hide, Kunpeng was lucky enough to be polite. He snatched the Hetu Luoshu and left to find his own free land.
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