"Kill them!"
The next moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery once again urged the Real Body of Pangu to rush toward Haotian. In an instant, the two sides fought directly again. They punched each other with their fists. Wherever they passed, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The area of 100,000 miles was completely turned into ruins.
Relying entirely on his physical body, Haotian could not do anything to the Real Entity of Pangu, but at the same time, the Real Entity of Pangu could not do anything to Haotian either. The two sides were evenly matched.
"Awesome, awesome! What a good Daoist! I didn't expect you to have such strength. We've underestimated you. However, you have to be careful next. If you can block our next attack, we'll admit defeat!”As the battle continued, the anger in the hearts of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gradually dissipated and was replaced by a strong fighting spirit.
Moreover, they could see that Haotian did not have any killing intent from the beginning to the end. In addition, Haotian's fighting methods were very much to their liking. They also felt a sense of appreciation in their hearts. At this moment, they only wanted to have a good fight.
"Just attack!" Hao Tian said indifferently.
"Good! Brothers, attack with all your might! Kill!"
All of a sudden, the aura of Pangu's shadow in the void suddenly expanded, and a terrifying and boundless aura instantly burst out. With a flip of his hand, the shadow of the axe immediately appeared, and then swept toward Haotian in a mysterious trajectory.
Wherever the axe passed, the surrounding space instantly shattered. It was obvious that it could no longer withstand this terrifying power.
"Hmm? Was this…the trajectory of splitting open the sky? Interesting. Since that's the case, I'll show you my Nine Forms of Splitting Heaven!”Haotian was surprised when he saw the trajectory of the shadow of the Pangu Axe. He found that the trajectory was very similar to the trajectory of the Pangu Axe in the Mark of Creation. Of course, the charm was far worse than that of Pangu himself.
Needless to say, this was obviously the Pangu combat skill inherited from the bloodline of the Ancestral Magus.
"Nine Forms of Splitting Heaven! Slash!"
At this moment, Haotian finally took out his magic treasure, the Dao-cutting Sword. He had already felt that although the Pangu Axe phantom wielded by the Pangu phantom was only a phantom, its strength was definitely comparable to a supreme-grade primordial spiritual treasure. It was not something his body could withstand.
Vast will also rose from Haotian's body. His whole body exuded an indomitable spirit. The spirit was similar to the will of Pangu in the void, but it was not exactly the same.
The Dao-slashing Sword in his hand slowly slashed out, turning into nine mysterious phantoms. Then, the nine phantoms continuously evolved in the void. In the end, they merged into one and directly met the attack of Pangu's phantom.
Boom! Boom!
Terrifying booms rang out as the sword and axe collided in the void. The two powerful wills instantly collided, and a destructive storm swept out crazily. In the entire sky, space instantly shattered.
"Kacha…"
The sword and the axe clashed in the void for a total of 81 times. Suddenly, the shadow of the Pan Gu axe seemed to have reached its limit. It let out a crisp sound and then instantly shattered. The Dao Slaying Sword then slashed down at the Real Entity of Pan Gu.
"Rumble…"
Without any suspense, in the face of Haotian's all-out attack, Pangu's shadow, which was already at the end of its flight, instantly collapsed and dissipated in the void.
The moment the shadow of Pangu collapsed, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's bodies trembled violently and flew backward while vomiting blood. Their faces turned extremely pale and their auras became extremely weak. It was obvious that they had suffered a considerable backlash.
"So, so strong!"
"What a terrifying technique!"
"I didn't expect someone to be able to defeat the Pangu True Body of our Sorcerer Tribe head-on!”
The faces of the Ancestors of Sorcery were filled with shock. They looked at Haotian in the void with complicated expressions. It was obvious that Haotian's strength had shocked them too much.
"But why is that technique a little similar to the techniques of our Sorcerer Tribe? Is he also a descendant of the Father?" At this moment, Zhurong could not help but mutter, a puzzled expression on its face.
They had the same powerful body, similar fighting style, and similar divine arts.
Sure enough, after hearing Zhurong's words, the few of them were stunned for a moment. Then, as if they had thought of something, their faces revealed a look of surprise. At the same time, a look of anticipation flashed across their eyes.
"You win!" Emperor Jiang said.
"You guys are not bad either. For a Perfected Golden Immortal to have such a technique, I'm afraid only your Sorcerer Tribe can do it in the entire world!”Hao Tian said indifferently.
"May I ask if you are also of the Father's bloodline?”Emperor Jiang couldn't help but ask.
"Pangu's bloodline?" After hearing Emperor Jiang's words, Great Heaven was also stunned for a moment, but he soon understood why Emperor Jiang had such a guess.
"I've disappointed you. I don't have the Pangu bloodline!”Hao Tian said indifferently.
" Isn't that so..." Hearing this result, they were disappointed. However, they did not doubt the authenticity of Haotian's words, because no one in Untainted Land would deny the identity of Pangu Bloodline. It represented a kind of glory and luck.
"However, I also have some relationship with God Pangu. I once saw a video of God Pangu opening the sky!”Of course, he was not stupid enough to say that he had fused with Pangu's Mark of Creation, because in theory, no one except Pangu's bloodline would have it.
"Is that so? I see!" After hearing Hao Tian's words, everyone was relieved.
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