With Jiang Chen's order, seven brilliant rays of light emerged from the seven people, and then rose to the sky, like seven pillars of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

These seven pillars of light, each agitating with completely different powers, seem to be independent of each other and have nothing to implicate. In fact, they are intertwined and integrated into one.

"This, this is ......"

At that moment, Mo Luo Wutian's eyes froze.

At this moment, the power that burst out of the bodies of the seven people was both familiar and unfamiliar, and they rushed straight under the seven pillars of light of Xiao Han, and each had a big flag fluttering out.

The sound of the flag hunting is waving in the wind.

The next moment, the seven-headed terrifying, earth-swallowing behemoth, stirring with terrifying power, loomed above the flag.

"The Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, open!"

With a loud shout, the Seven Heavenly Hades Banners each burst out with good power, the mysterious formation flowed, and a strong and barren momentum fell from the sky, like an initiation, frantically instilling power into the bodies of the seven people.

Thundered!

The thunder sounded, and the Seven Poles of the Heavenly Hades Banner and the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array became one, turning into the power of nothingness, and all of them were integrated into the bodies of the seven people.

At this moment, looking around, there were no more Jiao Demon Kings and others, only seven terrifying ancestral witches standing behind Jiang Chen.

The ancestor of the Oriental wood, Wu Jumang, is as green as a bamboo, with a bird body and a human face, and two dragons on his feet. Holding the Qingping sword in his hand, he is fierce and unparalleled, and his momentum is like a rainbow.

The ancestor of fire in the south, Wu Zhurong, has a beast head and a human body, wearing red scales, wearing a fire snake in his ears, and stepping on a fire dragon. Holding the Qiankun circle in his left hand, holding a fire-tipped spear in his right hand, he is wrapped in a mixed sky and pedals on the hot wheels. The 33-storey golden exquisite pagoda hangs high behind, and there are many magic weapons such as Qiankun sword, hydrangea, and gold bricks.

The ancestor of the Western gold, Wu Bei, has a human face and a tiger body, wearing golden scales, wings, a snake in his left ear, and two dragons on his feet. Holding the Six Soul Flags in both hands, waving them, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions.

The ancestor of the northern water, the witch co-worker, the python head and the human body, wearing black scales, stepping on the black dragon, and wrapping the green python in his hands. Holding the Twelve Rank Pure World White Lotus in one hand, and the Demon Emperor Sword in the other, he was wearing heavy armor and was majestic.

The ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanming, was like a hideous beast, with bone spurs all over his body, and his breath was cold and cold. In one hand, he holds the twelve-grade pure white lotus, and in the other hand, he holds the pure glass bottle and the pure willow branch. Stepping on the Qibao Lotus Terrace, dressed in golden wisps, the innate spirit treasure heart nail is hidden in the dark, ready to go.

The ancestor of space and speed, Wu Di Jiang, is like a yellow sac, red as a fire, six legs and four wings, and Hun Dun has no face. Sacrifice the twelve karmic fire red lotus with the vast mana, and control the two major Shura treasures - the Shura sickle and the mourning bell. The momentum is like a rainbow, and the killing is unparalleled.

Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of the wind, has eight human faces, a tiger body and ten tails, and controls the innate spirit treasure gourd divine sand, which is majestic and extraordinary.

For a while, as if the timeline had been adjusted back to the Flood Era, these seven great ancestors were lifelike, and there was a world of difference from the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array that had been supported by Jiang Chen alone.

The seven ancestors are in the world, and the narrative is complicated, but in fact, it is just between lightning and flint.

At the moment when the Twelve Heavenly Gods were laid out, the ancestral witches transformed by the seven powerhouses of the Jinghe Dragon Palace glanced at each other and rose to the sky in unison.

Almost instantly, he stepped through the void and surrounded Moluo Wutian.

Mo Luo Wutian looked around, and a look of jealousy flashed in his cold eyes.

But even so, he didn't seem to think that this group of ancestral witches, who had been transformed into a half-step quasi-sanctuary, would threaten him.

Immediately, he turned his eyes and said coldly: "A group of little minions who rely on crooked ways to improve their strength to a half-step quasi-saint, An Neng comprehends the first killing formation in the late stage of the flood wilderness. It's just a bluff. ”

"Jiang Chen, what you just said is nothing more than to make the deity mistakenly think that there is fraud here, and then be wary of you. If you really have the ability to destroy my demons, you would have done it a long time ago, how could you bother with the deity! ”

"You little trick, don't try to deceive the deity!"

In the midst of the angry shouts, Mo Luo Wutian stepped into the air and merged into the surging demon waves with his body. In the blink of an eye, a kind of demonic power similar to the Law Aspect Heaven and Earth was cast.

Under the rolling of the demon waves, a statue with a height of 10,000 feet and a momentum that shocked the heavens and the earth, like a behemoth intertwined by the demon waves, stood up impressively.

With a wave of his hand, there is a powerful power to move mountains and reclaim the sea.

"Supreme Demon Fist!"

Mo Luo Wutian's momentum was shocked, and with a wave of his hand, it was a punch.

Under the punch, a rolling magic wave was set off, triggering the general trend of heaven and earth.

The power of a punch shook the square space, and even the surrounding void was trembling slightly.

At this moment, Mo Luo Wutian was a little panicked.

Although he believed in his own strength and his own resourcefulness, these twelve heavenly gods were too mysterious, and the momentum released by them also made his heart palpitate.

He recalled the details of this battle, and he couldn't help but feel stunned.

All this is really just like what Jiang Chen said, under his own clumsy strategy, Jiang Chen is obviously deliberately cooperating with him.

He was afraid, afraid that what Jiang Chen said was true.

If this is the case, Hugh said that the rebirth of the Demon Ancestor Rahu is unrealistic, and even the entire Outer Heaven Demon Clan will be destroyed with it.

But after all, he is a great power, a hero. In just an instant, the fear in his heart turned into a full of fighting spirit.

"As long as the deity breaks through this seemingly bluffing Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, it means that everything Jiang Chen said is just a bluff."

"And the deity is still a hero, my lord, and he is still reborn!"

Thinking of this, Mo Luo Wutian no longer hesitated, and the Supreme Demon moved his fist and hit it impressively.

In the face of this magical power, even a powerhouse of the level of Emperor Ziwei may have to be careful to parry.

"All false lies are under the absolute strength of the deity, so let's be destroyed!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, the Supreme Demon Fist had already descended.

The target he chose was that among the seven ancestral witches, although there were many magic weapons, there was no high-level magic weapon 'Ancestral Witch Zhurong' - Nezha.

"Hehe, you devil, you dare to treat the master as a soft persimmon. This will let you taste it, the master's awesomeness! ”

Nezha sneered, and immediately held the sky with both palms, and with the body of the ancestral witch Zhu Rong, he urged the sky-high flames to enter the thirty-three-story golden exquisite tower.

This acquired merit treasure received true fire and mana, and immediately the golden light flourished, and it grew in the wind.

At the same time, the other six ancestral witches glanced at each other and invariably made a palm print.

The palm prints converged on the thirty-three layers of the golden exquisite tower, and under the golden light, it suddenly added seven dazzling brilliance.

Even if the acquired merit is a treasure, with the blessing of the seven ancestors, it is also tough as if it is one with heaven and earth.

Impartially, he faced the supreme demon fist of Moluo Wutian head-on.

Bang!

A sound like the sky and the earth cracking surged in all directions, and the magic light was intertwined with the colorful Xuanguang, and the power was so strong that it directly dispersed the magic mist in a radius of thousands of feet.

The collision of one move made Mo Luo Wutian completely sober up.

"How, how could it be ......"

"It's just a half-step quasi-saint, even with the help of formations and magic weapons, how can you have such a strong strength."

"No way, this can't be!"

Compared to the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Great Array, it was even more difficult for him to believe that he had really fallen for Jiang Chen's Dao.

At this moment, Mo Luo Wutian looked around, his eyes were empty, and he was stunned.

"Impossible, although the plan of the deity seems to be clumsy, it is false and real, and it is extremely clever. Even the old ghost of the River Styx, who was observing the Netherworld Blood Sea with his discerning eyes, could not tell the truth of the demonic mist, how could Jiang Chen see the clues. ”

"Moreover, since you have seen the clues, why do you want to send all the strong people, if you stay here to deal with the deity, the deity will not be defeated faster."

"And since he has the strength to suppress the deity, why didn't he send his men to attack the deity when he first arrived, but spent a little more time with the deity, so that the deity could be prepared before he took action."

"Why, why the hell is this......"

Mo Luo Wutian shouted angrily as if he was crazy.

But the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

Because he suddenly saw that Jiang Chen was standing not far away in the air, and he casually took out a bright mirror from his sleeve.

At that moment, Mo Luo Wutian's eyes widened,

"This, this is ...... Haotian Mirror! ”