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

These seven pillars of light each stimulate completely different forces, seemingly independent of each other and have nothing to do with each other. In fact, they are intertwined and integrated.

"This, this is..."

At that moment, Moluo Wutian's eyes condensed.

At this moment, the power bursting out from the seven people's bodies was both familiar and unfamiliar. Under the seven pillars of light that soared into the sky, a large flag floated out.

The flag is rushing and waving in the wind.

The next moment, the seven heads looked terrifying, with a huge monster that swallowed the sky and captured the earth, stirring up terrifying power, and appeared and faintly above the flag.

"The Twelve Du Tian Shen Evil Array, open!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the seven major sub-pirate flags each burst out with great power. The mysterious formation flowed, and a powerful and desolate aura fell from the sky, like a sudden enlightenment, and instilled the power into the bodies of the seven people.

Rumble!

The thunder sounded, and the seven Du Tian Da Niang Banner and the twelve Du Tian Shen Evil Array were integrated into one, turning into the power of nothingness, and all of them were integrated into the bodies of the seven people.

At this moment, looking at the four directions, there were no more Jiao Demon King and others, and only seven extremely terrifying ancestor witches stood behind Jiang Chen.

The ancestor of the Oriental Wood, Jumang, is as green as green bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, and a two dragons. He holds the Qingping Sword in his hand, is extremely sharp and powerful, and is as powerful as a rainbow.

Zhu Rong, the ancestor of the southern fire, has a beast-headed and human body, wearing red scales, ears piercing the fire snake, and fire dragon. He holds the Qiankun circle in his left hand, holds the fire spear in his right hand, wraps the Tianling silk in his body, and stomps on the Fenghun wheel. The thirty-three-layer golden exquisite tower is hanging high behind it, and there are many magic weapons such as Qiankun sword, hydrangea, and gold bricks.

Rushou, the ancestor of the Western gold, has a human face and a tiger body, a body covered with golden scales, a winged scapula, a snake on his left ear, and a two dragon on his feet. He holds the six-soul banner in his hands, waving it, stirring up the storm and clouds in all directions.

Gonggong, the ancestor of the Northern Water, has a python head and human body, wearing black scales, black dragon feet, and a green python. He holds the twelve-grade Jingshi White Lotus in one hand, and the Demon Emperor Sword in the other hand, wearing heavy armor, majestic.

The ancestor of the rain, Xuanming, was like a hideous giant beast, with bone spurs all over his body, and a cold and cold breath. He held the twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus with one hand, and the pure glass bottle and the pure willow branches with the other hand. He stepped on the seven-treasure lotus platform, wearing a golden ray of clouds, and the innate spiritual treasure hid in the dark, ready to go.

The ancestor of space and speed, the Emperor Jiang of Emperor Space, is like a yellow sac, red like a elixir fire, six legs and four wings, and has no face. He uses his vast magic power to sacrifice the twelve-grade fire red lotus, and controls the two great Shura treasures - the Shura Scythe and the Soul-Slaying Bell. His momentum is like a rainbow, and he is unparalleled in killing.

The ancestor of the wind, Tianwu, has eight human faces, tiger body and ten tails, controls the innate spiritual treasure gourd divine sand, majestic and extraordinary aura.

For a moment, it seemed as if the timeline was adjusted back to the prehistoric era. These seven ancestor witches were lifelike, which was a world of difference from the twelve capital heavenly evil formations that were once supported by Jiang Chen alone.

The seven great ancestor witches appeared in the world, and the story was complicated, but in fact they were just a flash of lightning.

At the moment when the twelve capitals of the gods and evil formations were laid, the ancestor witches transformed by the seven powerful men in the Dragon Palace of Jinghe looked at each other and soared into the sky at the same time.

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

Moluo Wutian looked around, and a look of fear flashed through his cold eyes.

But even so, he didn't seem to think that this group of ancestor witches transformed from a half-step quasi-sanctuary would threaten him.

Immediately, my eyes turned and said coldly: "How can a group of minions who have relied on evil ways to improve their strength to half-step quasi-saints? How can they understand this first killing formation in the late stage of the prehistoric world? It's just a show of its own and bluffing."

"Jiang Chen, you said so much just now, just to make me mistakenly think that there is a fraud here, and then be alert to you. If you really had the ability to destroy my demon clan and would have done it long ago, how could you have tried to talk to me too much!"

"Your little trick can't be fooled by me!"

With an angry shout, Mo Luo Wutian stepped on the air and merged into the surging demon waves with his body. In a blink of an eye, a great magical power similar to the Dharma image of heaven and earth was used.

As the demon wave rolled, a man with a height of magnitude shocked the world, as if he was a giant creature formed by the demon waves, stood up.

With a wave of hand, there is a powerful force of moving mountains and filling the sea.

"Supreme Demonic Fist!"

Mo Luo Wutian's momentum was shocked, and with a wave, he punched him.

With one punch, a rolling wave of demons was set off, triggering the general trend of heaven and earth.

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

At this moment, Moluo Wutian was a little panicked.

Although he believed in his own strength and his own wisdom, the twelve heavenly evil formations were too mysterious, and the momentum released by him also made him feel palpitations.

He couldn't help but feel scared when he recalled the details of this contest.

All of this is really just as Jiang Chen said. Under his clumsy plan, Jiang Chen was obviously deliberately cooperating with him.

He was afraid that what Jiang Chen said was true.

If this is true, don’t say that the rebirth of the demon ancestor Luohu is unrealistic, and even the entire demon clan outside the heaven will be destroyed.

But after all, he was a powerful hero, the hero Moluo. In just a moment, he turned the fear in his heart into a full sense of fighting spirit.

"As long as I break through the seemingly bluffing twelve capital heavenly evil formation, it means that everything Jiang Chen said is just a bluff."

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

Thinking of this, Mo Luo Wutian no longer hesitated, and the Supreme Demon Fist suddenly hit.

Faced with this magical power, even a strong man of the level of Ziwei Emperor would probably have to be careful to resist.

"All false statements are destroyed under the absolute power of the Lord!"

With the loud shout, the Supreme Magic Fist had already arrived.

The goal he chose was the "ancestral witch Zhurong" among the seven great ancestor witches. Although there were many magic weapons, there were no high-level magic weapons - Nezha.

"Haha, you are so devilish, you dare to treat me as a soft persimmon. Let me taste this, my master's power!"

Nezha sneered, immediately held the sky with his palms, and used the body of the ancestor witch Zhurong to activate the flames to the sky, and penetrated into the thirty-three layers of the Golden Linglong Tower.

This acquired treasure of merit and virtue received true fire and magic power, and the golden light immediately flourished and grew in the wind.

At the same time, the other six ancestor witches looked at each other and made a palm print at the same time.

The palm prints gathered on the thirty-three-layer Golden Delicate Tower, and under the golden light, it immediately added seven layers of dazzling brilliance.

Even if the acquired merit treasure is blessed by the seven ancestor witches, it is as tough as if it is integrated with the heaven and earth.

Impartially, I faced Mo Luo Wutian's Supreme Demon Moving Fist.

Boom!

A sound like the sky collapsed and the earth burst into pieces, and the magic light and the colorful mysterious light intertwined. The power was so powerful that it directly shook the magic mist in a radius of thousands of feet.

One collision made Mo Luo Wutian completely awake.

"How, how is it possible..."

"How can a mere half-step quasi-saint, even with the help of formations and magic weapons, have such powerful strength?"

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Compared to the power of the Twelve Du Tian Shenying Formation, he found it harder to believe that he really caught Jiang Chen's way.

At this moment, Moluo Wutian looked around, his eyes empty and he felt lost.

"Impossible. Although my plan seems clumsy, it is real and extremely clever. Even if the old ghost of the Styx who observes the Netherworld Blood Sea with his wise eyes cannot see the authenticity of the demon fog, how can Jiang Chen see the clues?"

"And, since you have seen the clues, why should you send all the strong people out? If you stay here to deal with me, will I not be defeated faster?"

"Since he has the ability to suppress himself, why didn't he send his subordinates to attack when he first arrived, but instead spent more time with him to let him be prepared before taking action."

"Why, why is this..."

Moluo Wutian shouted angrily as if he was crazy.

But the next moment, his voice came to an abrupt end.

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

At that moment, Moluo Wutian suddenly widened his eyes,

"This, this is... Haotian Mirror!"
Chapter completed!