Just as Chen Xian was about to explode.
Two people walked over from behind the Shamans. Their auras were so terrifying that even the surrounding space and time were boiling.
They were Ancestral Wizards Zhurong and Houtu.
The two of them had come to investigate Chen Xian's identity.
When they arrived, they saw the Pangu True Body behind Chen Xian and then fused into his body. Their eyes instantly widened.
In the Wilderness, only the Ancestors of Sorcery could possess Dharma Power.
Not even the Senior Magi of the Sorcerer Tribe could do it.
Senior Magi couldn't form the Real Body of Pangu.
"Pangu True Body Dharma Idol!”
Houtu asked in surprise,"Is this Sorcerer Tribe really the 13th Ancestor of Sorcery?"”
Now, Houtu and Zhurong were also doubting their judgment.
If the Sorcerer Tribe really had an additional Ancestor of Sorcery, then their Sorcerer Tribe's strength would greatly increase.
Unifying the Primordial World was just around the corner.
The Voodoo Race was the true sovereign of the world.
Many of the Sorcerer Tribe's soldiers were also stunned.
Especially the wizard soldiers who had followed Chen Xian to kill enemies. They had thought that Chen Xian was joking when he said that he was the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery. However, after seeing Chen Xian reveal the Real Body of Pangu, they were convinced at this moment.
The higher-beings on the demon race's side were also shocked.
Especially Phantom Chariot Demon Saint. It was really strange that this Wu Tribe member who appeared out of nowhere could condense the Real Entity of Pangu into one. Moreover, his background was unknown. Could he really be an Ancestor of Sorcery of the Wu Tribe?
He had seen the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery before, but he had never seen Chen Xian.
Pangu Temple.
Emperor Jiang and the other Ancestors of Sorcery stood up in unison, their eyes wide open.
As for the Demon Tribe's base camp, many Demon Saints were dumbfounded. They could not believe that the Sorcerer Tribe had another Ancestor of Sorcery?
They actually didn't know!
What was going on?
Donghuang Taiyi suddenly stood up and said indifferently,"" A new Ancestor of Sorcery of the Wu Tribe. Interesting. It seems that the blood essence of Pan Gu is still in the Pan Gu Blood Pool. Humph, the Wu Tribe might have triggered this war to baptize this new Ancestor of Sorcery. I want to see how powerful this new Ancestor of Sorcery is. Nine Neonate, you go and help Gui Che hold the fort.”
Demon Sage Nine Neonate cupped his fists and said,"Yes, Your Majesty!”
The Nine Neonate was also a nine-headed monster. He was a close friend of the Demon Clan. If Gui Che was a nine-headed bird, then he was a nine-headed snake. He was good at the laws of water and fire. He could combine nine heads into one and burst out the strength of the Late Stage of the Sage-to-be. He was also a supreme expert among the Demon Clan. Otherwise, he would not have been named one of the Ten Great Demon Sages.
The Nine Neonate stepped on two dragons and rushed towards the battlefield in the south.
And now!
Chen Xian displayed the true strength of the Ancestral Sorcerer. He waved his fist and punched out the Celestial Thearch Fist. The fist will instantly filled the world, and the vast land was suppressed by a peerless power.
Gui Che felt a great sense of suffocation. He roared angrily and the long saber in his hand slashed forward as if it was splitting the sky and earth.
"Clang!"
The fist and the long saber collided, and golden light shot out in all directions.
A white mark appeared on Chen Xian's fist, but it was not on his hand. This was the terror of refining Pangu's blood essence. Even a primordial spirit treasure could not hurt him.
A gash appeared on Gui Che's saber.
Chen Xian's physical strength!
It could even destroy a Connate Numinous treasure.
"What?!" Gui Che's eyes widened.”
"Again!" Chen Xian said arrogantly.”
"You're looking for a beating!"
Gui Che shouted coldly and slashed down with his saber. Chen Xian extended his fist and continuously punched the saber. Every time they collided, space would shatter.
In the dazzling world, only saber light and fist light appeared. The Demon Race and Sorcerer Race below Chen Xian could no longer catch him.
In the sky, there were only two afterimages.
They were fighting in the void.
All the demons and witches were stunned.
"What is the background of this Sorcerer Tribe?" The higher-beings on the demon race's side were shocked and felt a chill run down their spines.
What was going on?
The undefeatable war god of the demon race, Demon Saint Gui Che, the high and mighty demon god, the faith of the demon warriors, why couldn't he kill a Sorcerer Tribe cultivator after fighting for so long?
Chen Xian threw a punch at the long saber.
"Clang!"
Between the two of them, a brilliant light burst out. Sparks flew in all directions, and the dazzling sky made everyone close their eyes.
"You're very strong!" He is indeed an opponent, but today, he will still die under my blade.”
"Hmm? Is that so?"
Chen Xian's figure moved, and his figure and aura disappeared into the void.
Gui Che's nine heads looked across the nine heavens and ten lands, but he couldn't find Chen Xian.
Suddenly!
Gui Che felt a terrifying force coming from behind him. It was peerless and could suppress the nine heavens. He suddenly blocked with his long saber.
"Boom!"
Chen Xian's fist landed on the blade.
"Crack!"
Something unexpected happened.
Phantom Chariot's long saber was shattered by Chen Xian's punch. With a final boom, Phantom Chariot's body flew out one after another. The light on his body also dimmed, and the few divine lights surrounding him actually shattered.
Chen Xian instantly attacked again. He struck out with his palm and shattered the void. He wanted to kill this Nine-headed Demonic Saint with one palm.
Phantom Chariot's heart trembled. He had never been in such danger before. If he was hit by Chen Xian's palm, he would be severely injured.
In a flash!
A palm print appeared in front of Gui Che, bringing with it terrifying nomological power.
"Boom!"
The two palms collided, space collapsed, and the ground shattered.
"Who is it?"
Chen Xian's palm floated in the air, shining with divine light. His black hair fluttered in the wind as he looked ahead.
"Nine Neonate!"
Chen Xian said when he saw the figure that appeared in front of him.
When the light dissipated.
A peerless figure appeared in front of Gui Che. It was Demon Sage Nine Infants, one of the ten demon sages.
Demon Sage Nine Neonate helped Gui Che up and said,""Brother Phantom Chariot, are you alright?"
"I'm slightly injured, but I'm fine. Why are you here?"”
" I'm here on the orders of His Majesty the Eastern Emperor to help you. Fortunately, I came in time. Otherwise, you would have been injured."”
Chen Xian looked at Ghost Chariot and the Quasi-Sage beside him and said,""Why can't you beat him? Why are you calling for help? But it's okay. You two can attack together.”
？？？
A question mark popped up in the demon army's head.
What was this Sorcerer Tribe cultivator talking about?
Did they hear wrongly?
He was still hallucinating.
He actually called the two demon sages of the demon race to attack together.
On the other side, Zhurong's hands were itching to fight when it saw Chen Xian and Phantom Chariot fighting. It wanted to fight, but Brother Emperor Jiang told it that it was not allowed to fight.
But now!
Two demon sages were bullying Chen Xian.
"Bullying with numbers, hmph!"
Zhurong took a step forward.
"Big Brother Zhurong, Big Brother Dijiang said that we can't do anything.”
Houtu pressed her hand on Zhurong's shoulder…
However, Zhurong didn't care about this. It roared,"Brother, Zhurong is here!"
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