Liangzhu, a manor outside the city.

Dozens of human girls wearing veils sang and danced gently, throwing charming eyes to Di Shisha who was sitting among the flowers drinking and drinking.

Di Shisha raised his head and looked into the direction of the Tianzhu from afar.

When the earth-shaking sound came and saw the clouds and smoke everywhere being pushed by the strong wind, and the clouds and smoke rubbed the air and sprayed large pieces of light, Di Shisha slapped his thighs with excitement and shouted "It's done."

The sky darkened, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around him was in chaos. With the strength of Di Shisha, he felt a vague feeling that he was soaked in water and could not breathe. The spiritual energy of the chaotic heaven and earth rubbed against each other, splashing tiny lightning.

The wind blew from all directions at the same time, and the messy winds collided with each other, rolling up wind pillars of all sizes. Di Shisha threw down his wine pot and glasses, and brought a blood light to the sky.

Through an extremely far distance, Di Shisha still saw the pillar of heaven that was smashed down on his head like the sky collapsed.

When Buzhou Mountain was originally standing at the core of the Central Land World, no one noticed him. Even on the day of the best weather, it would be difficult for ordinary people to see the true face of Buzhou Mountain unless they were approaching Buzhou Mountain.

However, a big hole was broken by Gonggong, and half of the Buzhou Mountain collapsed. The natural barrier surrounding Buzhou Mountain was shattered. Any creature with eyes in the Middle Land world could see a mountain standing tall and high-grade smoke wrapped in flames and smoke. Half of the huge mountain peak was smashing down from a high place.

With the strength of Di Shisha, he even saw a little flash of light rushing towards Buzhou Mountain.

"Silly natives, this is the hub of the world of your world. With your fragile and weak power, how can you stop him?"

Di Shisha murmured to himself: "But it's good, those who jumped out at this time are all the leaders among the natives who claim to be heroes? You die, die, die more, and I will spend less effort when I conquer you."

After laughing a few times, Di Shisha narrowed his eyes and laughed in a low voice: "When I conquered this world, your faith is dedicated to that greedy old guy, I only have your flesh and body. Indigenous people, slaves, you will be the best slaves!"

He lowered his head and looked at the human girl who was so scared that he curled up together and shivered, Di Shisha showed a hideous smile.

"Well, slaves of this quality will be worth a lot of money. Beautiful women will be the best toys, and those strong men will charge for us and are qualified slave soldiers. They are too much stronger than those incompetent monsters."

Over the Wind Ruins, Ji Hao roared loudly, Pan Xi Divine Mirror was dim, and the Nine Yang Demon Sword and Nine Yang Ge both made an overwhelmed cry.

Buzhou Mountain, the hub of the heaven and earth of Pangu world, and transformed by the spine of Pangu saints. If you want to fight against Buzhou Mountain, it is almost equivalent to dealing with the crushing of the will of the heavenly way of most Pangu worlds.

The magic power and magic power in Ji Hao's body were almost exhausted, and his essence and blood were almost exhausted. The joints of his body were shattered, and dozens of hideous cracks were cracked on his muscles. You could see his golden translucent bones.

The Sun Taoist Seed was dull and terrifying pressure hit him, and Ji Hao's Sun Taoist Seed was almost shattered.

Emperor Shun was exhausted.

Gao Yao fainted.

The patriarchs and elders of all tribes were seriously injured, and most of Zhurong's body was crushed, leaving only a dim flame suspended in the air.

Countless warriors of all races rushed to Buzhou Mountain with sacrificial slaughter. A little blood burst out in the sky, and a large area of ​​blood sprayed down. Many witch kings with slightly lower strength were smashed to pieces on the spot. Those powerful witch emperor-level witch emperor-level witch fell seriously injured and fell.

But no one retreated. No one was afraid. Everyone greeted the ancestors of Gonggong clan loudly, gritted their teeth and used all their strength to crash into Buzhou Mountain.

The blood rain poured down, dyeing the earth with bear ruins red.

On the bloody earth, the witch sacrifices of the bear clan sang sad songs and begged bitterly to the gods of heaven and earth and the ancestors of the human race.

The Buzhou Mountain collapsed, and the barriers of this world collapsed. The crazy impact of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives could only barely delay the speed of the Buzhou Mountain falling.

If no one takes action to save the enemy, the Youxiong Ruins will be smashed to pieces by the collapsed Buzhou Mountain. Puyang, the capital of the Human Tribe Alliance, will also be destroyed.

A witch priest raised a short knife made of black jade and cut deep into his chest. They used their blood, flesh, life and soul as sacrifices to pray that all the spiritual existences in the world would restore this monstrous disaster.

A terrifying, huge lightning bolt tore the void, and the dark sky was immediately divided into two pieces by lightning.

In the sky where the lightning was torn apart, a huge snake body flashed by, and countless lightning struck down like raindrops. Colorful auspicious clouds gathered from all directions, and a graceful figure appeared in the air.

She was a beautiful girl on the upper body, and a snake tail lingering with colorful light on her lower body. The long hair was covered with long hair, and the purple clouds were standing with a red ribbon in hand. She glanced at the fallen Buzhou Mountain. Her beautiful face was cold, and the corners of her eyes kept twitching. A terrible murderous intent filled the world. Anyone who saw her felt that her soul was about to be frozen.

"Gonggong... OK, OK, OK, you are very brave!" A very long red light appeared in the streamer in Wa Ling's hand, and with the sound of "swooshing" wind, she tangled around the half-falling Buzhou Mountain for thousands of times. She held the streamer with both hands and pulled it hard, and a terrible muffled thunder sounded from the void.

The purple cloud where Wa Ling was located collapsed, and Wa Ling's body suddenly sank down. The red ribbon broke Wa Ling's arm, and colorful blood kept coming out of the wound.

Wa Ling's pretty face turned pale, and blood kept flowing down her seven orifices.

"Wuling, I'm here!"

A huge white crane swept away quickly in the distance, wearing a straw raincoat and an ancient appearance, Donggong stood on the back of the white crane holding a two-foot-foot-long bronze ruler, and stretched out his hands to pat him from afar.

Clouds and smoke were swaying in the air, and two huge palms of a radius of millions of miles gently lifted upwards and greeted the collapsed Buzhou Mountain.

Another thunder sound, Donggong's old face suddenly turned pale, and blood gushed from his seven orifices like a spring. His body shook, and the white crane howled under his feet, and a large amount of blood was also spewing out of his mouth.

"Old guy, why are you still showing off your strength?"

A low voice of scolding came, and Sim, wearing a gorgeous palace skirt, ran towards him with a rough aura like a giant beast in the wilderness. She roared in a low voice, and then crashed into the collapsed Buzhou Mountain like a human warrior.

Another thunder sound, Sim groaned, and his body smashed down to the ground like a falling meteor.
Chapter completed!