Even the innate skills of the Nuwa clan cannot dispel the dead energy here?

Looking at the gradually denser yin energy, Nuwa looked bad, she snorted and slapped her again. This time, she was even more violent than her previous aura, and almost instantly, she blew away all the yin energy.

The world has become a clear light again.

The three of them did not move and continued to watch. In less than a moment, another gust of wind blew up, and the sky was gray and it returned to its deathly spirit again.

This mass grave is like an abandoned wasteland. No matter who it is, you can't let it resurrect.

"It seems that the death energy here is really heavy."

Futian shook his head and told Nuwa not to waste her energy anymore. Such a place would not be able to repeat the chance. So many people died, and their resentment and resentment would probably not be able to be lingered for thousands of years.

"I didn't expect it to be like this."

Nuwa was a little disappointed. She looked up and glanced around. The stone tablets represent the people who fell here, including her, Nuwa. "Will people from Pangu clan be here?"

Zhu Rong raised his hand, and when did a fire gush out of his sleeve, turning into a fire dragon, roaring away, and igniting the dead energy wherever he went.

The fire was crackling, and the red light made the sky brighter.

Since Nuwa cannot blow them away, just burn them in one go.

The fires soared into the sky, dyeing the sky red.

The three of them looked at the fire and thoughts were filled with thoughts.

"Huh?" Before the firelight dissipated, the more intense dead aura gradually penetrated out from the ground, and soon suppressed the fire. In a moment, the firelight dissipated and the dead aura recovered again.

Now, even Zhurong has no choice but to do anything about it.

"What the hell is this place? How did it become like this?"

Zhu Rong's long beard fluttered, a little angry, and shouted, "Pangu! If you are here, come out! Get out of here! See what you have made here!"

The wind blew, and there was no response.

Zhu Rong was furious. He slapped his hands with his hands. At that time, fires shot into the sky and pressed towards the mass grave: "If you don't come out, then I will force you out!"

The layers of fire light continued to spread, covering all the dead air. After igniting it, it started to burn wildly.

Zhu Rong gets angry, that is the sea of ​​fire!

Futian wanted to stop him, but Nuwa shook her head and signaled him not to worry.

Even if this wasteland is burned, it doesn’t matter.

There are too many remnants of souls in the mass grave, but it may not be a good thing.

The fire that covered the sky and the sun made people frightened. Zhu Rong became crazy, as if he could burn all this world!

Nuwa and Futian watched carefully and were ready at any time. They could be sure that the Pangu clan was in this mass grave.

"call--!"

The dead aura continued to spread and penetrated from the underground, but Zhu Rong did not hesitate at all this time, and activated the flames wildly, turning this into a sea of ​​fire.

"Pangu! If you don't come out, I will destroy this place! Destroy all the tribes of your Pangu clan!"

The most powerful clan in the wilderness actually survives in such a place, which makes people feel very strange.

The fire surged into the sky, covering everything. From time to time, the residual souls were burned and made shrill screams, making people feel a little numb when they heard it. But Zhu Rong did not stop at all, but instead used a stronger power, the power of the Fire God was extremely terrifying!

"Bang--!"

Suddenly, a ray of light exploded and the fire scattered. Nuwa and others looked at each other. Did they finally figure it out?

Not far away, a halo was floating and sinking, and no one came out, it was just a phantom.

The phantom sighed and said slowly: "You go, our patriarch will not see guests."

"Panshan!"

Zhu Rong recognized at a glance who the phantom was, the old man of the Pangu clan! Panshan!

"Panshan! Where is the Pangu people!" Zhu Rong shouted, "Let him come out to see us!"

"You go, our patriarch will not see guests." Panshan said this. His turbid eyes looked at Nuwa and others, full of vicissitudes and fatigue. Even his voice became very low. "I, Pangu clan, will never be born again from now on, don't disturb us anymore."

Nuwa and the others frowned, and there was something wrong with the state of Panshan.

Not only did he not reveal his true body, but even this phantom was very weak!

It seems...has been seriously injured!

"Panshan!"

Nuwa shouted, "What happened to the Pangu clan? If you need our help, you have to tell us."

There must be something wrong with the Pangu clan.

Otherwise, how could it disappear for thousands of years, and even find them, they would not be willing to appear again? When a big clan such as Panshan has reached its peak in strength, even Nuwa dared not say she had a sure win, but Panshan's aura is too weak at this moment.

"Don't worry about us..."

Panshan sighed, "This is our choice, this is our only choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Panshan's face suddenly changed, becoming ferocious, and anxious, screaming: "You guys go quickly! Go quickly! Go quickly!"

The sound was like a ghost, full of anxiety and panic.

Before Nuwa and the others could react, the dead aura on the ground began to float and extinguish the flames released by Zhu Rong directly!

Zhu Rong's face changed: "What a terrible death!"

"Boom--!"

The phantom of Panshan was instantly blown up, and even the overwhelming death aura surrounded Nuwa and the other two. The sky suddenly became dark, and even its breathing became very depressing!

"What's going on?"

Zhu Rong's face changed slightly, and he immediately activated the flame, but as soon as he released the violent flame, he was directly suppressed by the dead aura. He could not even ignite it, and it was extinguished. Zhu Rong was even more shocked: "There is something strange in this dead aura!"

"Shit..."

The death aura became more and more intense, covering the sky and covering the sky, making the moment dark. Nuwa hurriedly said: "Don't breathe, these death auras are poisonous!"

She immediately activated her hands and fired a whirlwind, surrounding the three of them, blocking the terrible death breath, and the outside was completely wrapped.

"Leave quickly..."

Futian hurriedly said that there must be something wrong with the Pangu clan. Now they don’t care about investigating. The mass grave is indeed dangerous. Even though the three of them are very strong, they are still a little embarrassed when facing such a strange thing.

"Quick! Leave now!"

Zhurong shouted.

The three of them wanted to retreat, but when they turned around, they could no longer see the road. The surroundings were covered with grayness, and they had completely blocked the space. There was no way to heaven and no way to the ground!

They didn't expect that this mass grave would be so terrible.

"Fu Tian!"

Nuwa shouted, and Futian immediately activated the forbidden formation and arranged the teleportation array to leave. As soon as he shot a formation eye, it exploded instantly!

"Bang!"

Zhurong and Nuwa were even more shocked and troubled!

They were worried, and Futian's eyes suddenly lit up: "This kid Su Han is too timely!"
Chapter completed!