In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

Chapter 105: Bloody Battle in the Starry Sea

The ten demon gods now joined forces and walked out from the starry sky.

The top ten demon gods are not fixed. Ever since the old generation of the top ten demon gods died in the last Lich War, newcomers have been shortlisted again.

The treasures in their hands exude endless resentment of the human race, and bits of bloody light constantly linger around their bodies, like a bloody Dharma image.

"Hahaha, Brother Bai Ze is truly amazing. He instantly guessed that this guy would come to save Chang'e!"

"Furukawa must die today!"

"With the ten demon gods like us joining forces, even if Di Jiang were to enter this starry sky, he would still perish!"

"Guchuan, quickly tell us your last words, although they may not reach the prehistoric world."

The ten great demon gods burst out with their quasi-saint powers one after another. For a moment, the entire sea of ​​stars was filled with terrifying celestial phenomena. When dragons soared and tigers leaped, terrifying demon bodies continued to bloom.

"Don't waste time here, just follow me and kill!"

The surviving ghost car roared at this moment and rushed directly towards Furukawa.

His pair of strange yin-yang demon eyes emitted eighteen special runes that pierced through the sky.

He intended to guess Furukawa's next move and was ready to suppress and kill him directly!

The remaining nine demon gods also used their own methods. In an instant, they destroyed the many barriers left by the Moon in front of them and rushed towards Guchuan in the palace.

"Guchuan Zuwu, please go first, I'm here!"

Chang'e said with a determined look on her face, and the precious treasure that Guchuan had given her suddenly flashed in her hand, and she was ready to charge directly towards the sky, creating many opportunities for Guchuan to escape.

Although her realm has not reached the quasi-saint level, she still possesses some great power here with the blessing of the Moon.

"Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road? Once you see the coiled dragon, the road becomes empty!"

Guchuan ignored Chang'e, but walked out from behind her and went straight towards the eighteen demon gods rushing out from the sky.

His words were like an eternal celestial bell, ringing in the sky above the entire prehistoric world.

Thousands of great masters of ancient times who were paying attention to this scene were all stunned.

At this moment, they continued to savor the meaning of this sentence, and then their faces showed different expressions.

"Dao Chengkong? This Furukawa is so arrogant."

"Hahaha, this Furukawa is quite domineering. Even in such a desperate situation, he can still face the challenge head-on. I admire this very much..."

"Alas, what a pity! The demon tribe clearly came prepared. I'm afraid we're going to lose another quasi-saint in the prehistoric world."

"Hehehe, I don't think it's absolutely impossible for Guchuan to die at the hands of the demon clan. After all, there are saints watching here."

The moment Guchuan approached the ten demon gods, the Panlong Spear in his hand instantly appeared, and the terrifying holy light of merit emanated from it.

The physical strength of the quasi-saint at this moment was like the terrifying power of heaven, shocking the universe. Even the void trembled, as if it could not bear the terror of Guchuan.

"not good!"

The first person to come face to face with Furukawa was the newly promoted Fei Dan. A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his dog head, and he quickly spoke out.

However, the Panlong Spear in Guchuan's hand was faster.

Countless living beings could only see a flash of strong light suddenly across the vast sky, streaking across the sky, making the stars pale in comparison and the sun and moon dim.

However, the nine demon gods looked at Fei Dan who had been beheaded, and they were immediately furious and their anger rose.

"Be bold!"

"Furukawa, why don't you just surrender?"

Guchuan would not waste time talking to these trash in front of him. The Panlong Spear in his hand contained endless power and he went straight to kill the Ghost Car.

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"Oh no, Guchuan Zuwu is acting impulsively!"

In the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, the Old Ancestor of the Styx looked at the scene in the sky. He was overjoyed at first, but then he stood up angrily and lamented as if he thought of something.

"Ancestor Guchuan, if you can be more tolerant, you can obtain the Yuanshen promised by the Taoist Ancestor!

By then, there would have been hope of achieving sainthood through dual cultivation of both body and spirit, but now all hope has been cut off, which is truly a pity."

Di Jiang, who had traveled around the Netherworld Blood Sea, strode into the palace, touched his wings stained with demon blood, and spoke generously.

"Minghe, don't worry about these things. What the Guchuan Ancestral Witch does is always flawless."

After a pause, Di Jiang changed his tone and spoke in a serious expression.

"Or do you think that the Guchuan Zuwu, who has obtained the Yuanshen, will still be the original Guchuan Zuwu?!"

Upon hearing this, the old man of the Styx was slightly calmed down, and then returned to normal, continuing to watch the battle on the sky.

In the ancient times, many powerful people had different expressions at this moment.

The many powerful people who were originally sighing and preparing to witness the fall of a generation of genius were now stunned.

Looking at the starry sky in the ancient sky, Guchuan fought against the nine demon gods with his own strength and did not lose the upper hand.

The Tuwu Sword pierced Guchuan's body, but it was like piercing a chaotic stone. Not only did it fail to hurt his flesh, but it also caused the Tuwu Sword to be repeatedly damaged.

"What kind of witchcraft did you use, Furukawa? Even this natural enemy can't hurt you!"

Guiche roared continuously, and at this moment he hated Furukawa to the extreme.

The ten demon gods had specially set up an ambush here. Not only was one of them dead, but the remaining nine were also defeated by Guchuan.

"Noisy!"

Guchuan's words were like the ancient divine bell, resounding throughout the universe. Then he stabbed out another shot, directly piercing one of the heads of the ghost car.

Then he looked at the power of heaven slowly condensing in the sky, with a disdainful sneer on his face.

Then Guchuan put away the spear, stood with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly towards Taiyin Palace.

"Let's go, Chang'e!"

Furukawa saw that Chang'e was still holding the sharp blade, with a vigorous aura, as if waiting for her to rush forward and self-destruct if he was defeated, and he immediately smiled slightly.

"Guchuan Zuwu, are you...really at the Zuwu realm?!"

Chang'e's face was still a little dazed, as if she had not yet recovered from the scene of Guchuan monopolizing the nine demon gods in the starry sky. She then asked suddenly.

“My realm is naturally that of the Ancestral Witch, but in this world, beings within the same realm also have strong and weak ones.

Chang'e, after today, don't think about these issues as a weak person anymore!"

After Guchuan gave some pointers, he pointed slightly towards the Taiyin Palace in front of him, and suddenly a pitch-black statue appeared in the Taiyin Palace.

This statue is full of the true meaning of martial arts, and is mixed with the power of humanity, but its appearance is that of Chang'e.

Although Chang'e didn't know the meaning of this action, she still stood by obediently without any reaction.

"A drop of blood essence, leaving a bit of divine consciousness in it!"

Furukawa said.

Chang'e nodded obediently, and the sharp blade scratched her fingers. Then a drop of blood spurted out and went directly into the statue.

At this moment, the rabbit in her arms looked up blankly, as if it was a little confused about who Chang'e was.

"Guchuan Zuwu, what is this?"