"The clones of the Twelve Ancestral Witches are finally born!"

Bai Qi also saw it, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and stared at the formation.

At this moment, the Twelve Capital Heavenly God Evil Formation, because it has devoured a large amount of spiritual energy from the military souls, the flag gate's power is getting stronger and stronger, and the formation is constantly cleansing waves of the Capital Heavenly Demonic Qi.

The twelve magic pillars reaching the sky became endless as far as the eye could see, as if they had broken through the void and connected the twelve heavens.

"Everyone, please step aside."

Chu Qiu also took a deep breath and exhaled slightly, trying to keep his emotions calm.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are demon gods transformed from the blood of Pangu. At their peak, each of them was the strongest existence below the saint.

Especially since their Pangu bloodline is the same, no matter how many people come to make up the formation, it will still not be as good as the gathering of the twelve ancestral witches.

In fact, to put it bluntly, even if Chu Qiu obtains the core of the twelve capital gods and cannot condense the twelve ancestral witches, this ancient evil formation will always be incomplete!

Only when the twelve ancestral witches gather together can this ancient fierce formation, famous in the three realms, be truly complete!

Because of the bloodline talents of the twelve ancestral witches, together they can gather the rules of gold, wood, water, fire, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, space and time, etc.

Only the combination of these rules can reverse the chaos capital sky thunder, destroy the heaven and earth, and return everything to chaos!

Everyone also felt that the Twelve Flags Sect no longer seemed to need their mana to drive it.

Rather, each flag gate emits a kind of power, and these powers evolve from each other, endlessly, and become stronger and stronger as time goes by.

boom!

A dull loud noise came from within the formation, as if some terrible monster was about to be born.

Di Jiang, Gong Gong, Zhu Rong and other demon gods kept roaring up to the sky, seeming to be calling.

roar!

Finally, a domineering and violent roar came out, and a giant jumped out of the flag.

It has the face of a human and the body of a tiger, is covered with gold scales, has two wings, has a snake pierced in its left ear, and rides two dragons on its feet. It is the ancestral shaman of gold in the West, Lingshou!

Boom boom boom boom boom…!

Immediately after the ancestral witch Liao received, the major ancestral witches also jumped out of the flag one after another, looking up to the sky and roaring, causing the heavens to shake!

Jumang: Green as green as bamboo, with a bird body and a human face, riding two dragons on his feet, the ancestral shaman of the Eastern Wood!

Houtu: human body, snake tail, seven hands behind the back, two hands on the chest, holding a flying snake in both hands, the ancestral shaman of the central soil!

Xuan Ming: Human face and bird body, green snake hanging from the ears, two green snakes on the feet, the ancestral shaman of rain/ice!

Zhu Jiuyin: The head of a human and the body of a dragon, the whole body is red, the ancestral witch of time!

Tian Wu: Eight human faces, a tiger body and eight tails, the ancestral witch of the wind!

Xizi: With a human face and a bird body, a green snake hanging from his ears, and a red snake in his hand, he is the ancestral witch of electricity!

Shebi Corpse: Human face and animal body, dog-like ears, green snakes hanging from the ears, the ancestral witch of poison!

At this point, the clones of the twelve ancestral witches have gathered together!

The power of the Dutian Divine Evil Formation instantly increased tenfold!

At the same time, among the twelve Demon God flags, streams of the Demon God's residual consciousness and memories came in one after another, mixed with various mysterious auras.

These remnant memories and all kinds of mysterious information, which were unimaginably huge, flooded into his mind. Chu Qiu immediately groaned, swayed, and bursts of red and violent colors flashed in his eyes.

Om! Ah! Ba! Mah! Mi! Hum!

The aura of the golden-bodied Xuanxian at his peak disappeared in a flash, and he uttered the six-character Buddhist mantra, calming his senses that were almost lost.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Qi immediately noticed Chu Qiu's strangeness and quickly asked with concern.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Chu Qiu shook her head, feeling frightened in her heart.

He also did not expect that once this great formation of gods and demons was completed, the remnant consciousness of the ancestral witches scattered across the heavens would be so huge.

Fortunately, he had saved a hand before, and the demon flag was made from the branches of the hibiscus tree and combined with his own true dragon skin.

And every time he sheds his skin, he will take out a part of the dragon skin and merge it into the Demon God Flag. The higher the cultivation level, the closer the connection between heart and blood.

Otherwise, today's remnant memories are so ferocious that even if they are slightly careless, they will break through his restrictions and fall directly into the minds of the twelve ancestral witches.

Once the Twelve Ancestral Witches obtain the residual memories of their past, I am afraid that they will immediately develop their own independent consciousness.

At that point, not only will he not be able to control the formation, he is also afraid of being counterattacked by them!

"It's terrible. Fortunately, I never took it lightly! Fortunately, I got Yun Zhongzi's weapon refining inheritance."

Chu Qiu's heart was churning with endless thoughts.

After a while, he created a magic formula and used the magic power of the golden body to seal all the remaining memories in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then with a finger of magic, the twelve demon gods immediately took action and began a crazy killing spree.

I saw them roaring, each of their bodies spread out several hundred feet, and their big hands reached down to grab them.

Thousands of heavenly soldiers' souls flew into their palms like ants uncontrollably, stuffed them into their mouths, and chewed them with great pleasure.

Hooray!

Di Jiang showed the most ferocity. He flapped his four wings, and the power of space boiled. Thousands of heavenly soldiers' souls were fanned into one, and they sucked into his stomach one after another.

Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of the wind, is also powerful, with eight heads and a human face, a tiger body and eight tails!

With one swoop and one roll, the eight tails rolled up countless military souls and sent them in front of the eight heads, with the same loud banging sounds.

After swallowing it, the souls of more than 400,000 heavenly soldiers shrank greatly.

The twelve ancestral witches also roared excitedly, and their auras continued to surge.

Chu Qiu's heart moved, and he wanted to test the fighting ability of the twelve ancestral witches.

As a result, the formation evolved, and a space-time crack appeared above the heads of the twelve ancestral witches, and Zhao Kuo suddenly appeared.

As soon as he came out, he saw a large number of military souls being slaughtered and devoured by the twelve ancestral witches. He roared angrily and threw his sword.

Clang!

The terrifying ghost sword slashed at Di Jiang's back, emitting sparks as thick as fireworks.

Di Jiang staggered after being chopped off, roared angrily, opened his four wings suddenly, and with a clang, the ghost sword was shot backwards, leaving a long white mark behind him.

"What kind of monster is this? Such a strong body!"

Zhao Kuo's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly grabbed his hand, and the ghost sword appeared in his hand.

The twelve ancestral witches stopped and turned around neatly, staring at Zhao Kuo with eyes full of boundless violence.

"Boom boom boom!"

The twelve ancestral witches moved, and in an instant they flew, jumped, or leaped towards Zhao Kuo to surround and kill him.

Gonggong emits Guiyin divine water, Zhurong emits Yangming divine fire, Jumang emits Dongfang Yimu, and Houtu emits the Wuxu divine thunder.

In an instant, the five elements of metal, wood, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, space and time, enveloped Zhao Kuo.

At this moment, even if Zhao Kuo was a true immortal, his expression changed drastically. He threw the ghost weapon sword violently, and the dark wind blew everywhere, and the sword light was like the sea.

Boom boom boom!

A series of violent explosions shook the entire blood-earth space, and countless cracks appeared in the void.

Bang!

A figure was blasted away, it was Zhao Kuo!

At this moment, he had a look of pain on his face, looking at the twelve ancestral witches in front of him in horror, it was unimaginable!

"How is it possible? These twelve monsters are obviously talented in the realm of immortals. Together, they are comparable to immortals. I am no match for them!"

"And their bodies are incredibly powerful. My sword can't break through their defenses?!"

Zhao Kuo was shocked inside.

You must know that his sword has been nourished by the evil energy of 400,000 military souls, and then placed under the blood and soil to absorb star power and tempered for countless years. It is one step away from becoming an acquired spiritual treasure.
Chapter completed!