Chapter 103: The Power of Hou Tu's Punch
Boom boom boom
In the depths of the chaos, this eye was so big that it was indescribable. The outline of the whole face could be vaguely seen. Because it was blocked by the chaotic energy, it could not be seen clearly, or it could be seen clearly but it was blurry.
It was as if there was a force blocking their sight.
In an instant, only this eye suddenly shrank, the huge pupil became smaller, a burst of anger rushed out, and a big mouth behind the chaotic energy could be seen roaring faintly.
"Die--."
It was as if a roar shook the chaos, and even the prehistoric earth was shaking, like an 8-magnitude earthquake.
"What happened?"
"What happened?"
The prehistoric power was shocked, how could this happen? Even Hongjun in the chaos was horrified and looked in a certain direction:
"Who is it?"
I only felt a terrifying power coming, even Hongjun had to take it seriously.
Not to mention those dying demons in the chaos.
Rumble.
Billions of kilometers away, the fist of the sky suddenly attacked, the speed was so fast that the speed of light was nothing compared to this punch.
A punch penetrated billions of miles and headed straight for the seal.
"Run——."
The Taiqing Saint shouted and turned around and ran immediately. Such power made him feel the real death.
"Who is this?"
Yuanshi was also shocked and shocked. At the critical moment of life and death, the saints of the heavens hurriedly fled. This time they really felt so close to death.
Rumble.
A punch fell, and before the saints of the heavens could take back the Tai Chi diagram Pangu Banner and many magic weapons, they were already blown up by this giant fist.
Puff puff puff.
The saints vomited holy blood, and suddenly a chaotic storm came. The power was so strong that even if they were enhanced saints, they could not withstand it and were blown away on the spot.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Only a few figures in the prehistoric sky fell quickly and smashed hard on the prehistoric land.
"Damn it, what on earth is this...Pfft."
The Great Saint of the Pure Land climbed up with his face covered in dust. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of holy blood. He was afraid. If he hadn't run fast, he would have been killed.
Other great saints were even more miserable. Yuanshi Tianzun, the two saints of the West, and Nuwa were all beaten to the ground. After they climbed up, they were afraid.
"What on earth is that?"
In his memory, he only vaguely remembered that huge eye, which was as big as Pangu's eyes.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. After Pangu opened the sky, there were only a few demon gods who survived. Who could it be?"
At this moment, the saints of the heavens looked at the depths of chaos, and there was a trace of fear in their hearts. They knew that there lived a being they couldn't afford to offend in the depths of chaos, but they had no idea who it was.
But at this moment, the Saint of the Pure Land and Yuanshi Tianzun turned pale, and a terrifying force pressed directly into their hearts.
"The power of the calamity? No, I have to face the calamity with the body of a saint, I deserve to die."
"Human Ancestor, you bastard——."
The saints of the heavens were scared. The witch and lich calamity was the most terrifying calamity, and it was a calamity that wiped out Pangu's will. You can imagine how terrifying the power of the calamity is.
Even the Heavenly Dao did not dare to take the blame, and could only find the witch and lich clans to take the blame, and even at the cost of the prehistoric creatures, so that the power of the calamity was quelled.
Now Taiqing and Yuanshi have faced the calamity with saints. If there is no other means, they will die.
"Human Ancestor, you are too much of a saint——."
In the depths of chaos, the power of a punch blew up the seal of the saints of the heavens on the spot, stirring up the chaos storm and rushing straight to the prehistoric land.
It was as if a mountain torrent broke out and rushed straight to the plain, unable to be stopped. Even those treasures were beaten and scattered, heading straight to the prehistoric land.
"Not good, there is trouble in the prehistoric world."
Hongjun, who was about to go to the depths of chaos to find out, had to turn back. A large cloud appeared, which was the auspicious cloud of the heavens, but it still could not stop the chaos wave from rushing straight to the prehistoric land.
"Damn, what is going on?"
He suddenly sacrificed the Jade Butterfly to calm the chaos wave, and then hurriedly counted with his fingers, but he could not figure out anything.
"Is there another variable in the chaos?"
Thinking of this, Hongjun suddenly shuddered and secretly said that it was not good. The variable of a human ancestor almost caused the prehistoric world to stage an infinite catastrophe. What if there is another variable?
"No, this matter must be investigated clearly."
Hongjun flashed and went straight to the depths of chaos.
Boom...
In the depths of chaos, Ye Yang was as thin as a stick. At this moment, he could not even feel the strength to speak. He turned his head with difficulty and looked. In the depths of chaos, he could faintly see a giant through the chaotic airflow, a giant holding up the sky.
This giant was walking towards him.
"Haha, you're here."
Others didn't recognize him, but Ye Yang could see clearly.
"Human Ancestor, I'm late, sorry."
The voice seemed to be millions of miles away, and it seemed to ring in his ears. Soon, a huge figure appeared in front of Ye Yang, it was the ancestor witch Hou Tu.
"Human Ancestor, you... how could you be like this."
In an instant, Hou Tu's heart seemed to be cut by a knife. Looking at the haggard faces and pale temples of the human race, Hou Tu seemed to feel that she was about to lose something important.
"Ahem... Fortunately, I won't die. Ahem, you... your strength has improved again."
I only saw Hou Tu grabbing it with one hand, and the endless chaotic energy around him instantly turned into a spiritual spring and enveloped Ye Yang's body.
The terrifying power of reincarnation exploded, and Ye Yang's originally withered body was slowly reviving at this moment.
"It's a pity that recovery is still too slow. If Human Ancestor learned the Tongtian Regeneration Technique, his injuries can be recovered in an instant."
After the words fell, Hou Tu waved his hand again, and countless chaotic spiritual springs came and enveloped Ye Yang.
The ancestral witch Houtu stayed in the Hall of the King of Hell without any disturbance. He practiced with peace of mind and his cultivation level improved rapidly. His evil aura had already been washed away by the black and yellow merits, leaving only the essence.
It can be said that Houtu's talent is already number one in this great world, except of course for Ren Zu.
In such a state, one's cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds.
Later, when the clone of Tongtian leader broke into reincarnation, Houtu learned that Ye Yang was trapped, he immediately used the power of the tunnel to hide himself and went straight to the depths of chaos.
Then he used the true form of the ancestral witch to gather the heaven and earth of the Dharma, and used a powerful magic move to force the saints back. Fortunately, he came in time, otherwise Ren Zu would have been doomed.
After a long while, Ye Yang recovered a little, but his face was still pale.
"Human Ancestor, why have you become like this?"
After sighing, Ye Yang said:
"Hey, it was an accident. It was just an accident. I shot myself in the foot."
Ye Yang sighed, he was almost killed by the Great Seal of Human Ancestor that Pangu helped to refine.
"Ahem, leader, since you are already here, why don't you show up?"
Ye Yang had already felt the aura of Master Tongtian. As he finished speaking, he saw a wave of chaos, and the clone version of Master Tongtian appeared.
"Human Ancestor, you are so brave. If it weren't for the help of Tongtian's true body, you would be dead."
"Haha, isn't this a failure of death?"
Everyone laughed, but in the next moment, their expressions turned terrifying:
"If I didn't die, then it would be their turn."