Puyang, on the altar.

The nine-mouth cauldron is floating above Si Wenming's head, and the smoke and clouds of smoke in the mouth of the cauldron are turning into nine long rivers, constantly injecting into the cauldron. The surface of the nine-mouth cauldron is shining strangely, and there are wilderness, heavy aura rushing and boiling, and the void is filled with extremely terrible pressure.

This huge and abnormal pressure is harmless to the human race, and even the youngest baby is completely harmless.

Those Yu nobles who used prayers and altars to gather all the luck of the world they conquered and the mind power of hundreds of millions of creatures, forcibly break through the realm of saints, forcibly merge their own souls and the great way of other worlds, and forcibly break through to the realm of saints, were as if they were crushed by countless mountains at the same time, and were forced to hunch over by the nine-mouth cauldrons, and could not breathe.

Logically speaking, they have broken through that mysterious and unfathomable state, and any of them can kill Si Wenming with just one finger.

But this is the Pangu world. Si Wenming established the country of Daxia and was the new human emperor. The entire human fortune was gathered on Si Wenming at this moment, and the Jiukou Dada was the foundation for the Daxia's country. At this moment, the acquired divine tripod forged by Jiukou Si Wenming himself was connected with the entire Pangu world through the boiling and surging human fortune.

The Nine-Hooked Cauldron has become nine special channels, attracting huge power from the entire Pangu world, and crushing on Yu Meng, Yu Hu and other aliens without mercy.

If Si Wenming had a little darker heart, as long as he had a thought, he could crush these alien races into powder!

At this moment, at this moment, Si Wenming on the altar here controls the lives of all foreign races that invade outside the Pangu world, with Panyu exception.

The golden light surging in the sky, the human emperors of Fuxi and other dynasties, many human sages, and ancient human generals represented by Xing Tian, ​​and heroes lined up in the void, blocking Pan Yu.

Pan Yu is tens of millions of miles tall. The most peculiar among Fuxi and his group is Xing Tian, ​​who has expanded his body to a height of ten thousand feet. Compared with Pan Yu, they are a grain of sand and gravel in front of the giant.

Pan Yu's dark face, the thin mouth cracked slightly. He smiled and pressed Fuxi and others with disapproval. He was too lazy to talk to Fuxi and others, but instead focused his eyes on Yu Meng and others: "You really think that this can escape my constraints? You are from me. No matter how you change your face, you will never be able to get rid of me!"

Yu Meng, Yu Hu and others looked at Pan Yu with a bleak expression. Many people with disbelief roared at Si Wenming. They cried and begged Si Wenming to let go of the Nine Cauldrons' suppression of them, and asked them to escape from Pangu's world quickly and the farther they ran, the better.

"Escape? Where are you going?" Pan Yu looked at them and smiled sarcastically.

The black and white innate Bagua diagram behind Fuxi rushed up, instantly covering the void of thousands of miles, and directly touched Pan Yu's palm.

With a loud bang, the innate Bagua diagram shattered and turned into strands of black and white air and spread into the world. Fuxi let out a muffled groan, and the golden light in his body suddenly shattered, and countless scales on the long snake tail disintegrated, and large pieces of golden blood kept spewing out from his cracked snake tail.

Xing Tian swung his axe, and a black air spurted out from his big mouth to swallow all the golden blood flowing out of Fuxi in one bite. Then he roared and slashed Pan Yu's palm with an axe.

With a crisp sound of "Dingdang", a flame splashed on Pan Yu's palm. Xing Tian's big axe shattered. Pan Yu's little finger with his right hand gently bounced, and Xing Tian's entire body exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist and being knocked away for tens of thousands of miles.

The exploded blood mist suddenly closed inward, Xing Tian's body condensed again, and he growled, "Why is this guy so powerful?"

Pan Yu's eyes were slightly narrowed. He glanced at Xing Tian and said calmly: "What a strong murderous aura, he is indeed a peerless general... but so what? The entire Pan Yu world has become one with me. Unless you have the power to create the world, how can you hurt my skin?"

A loud "buzzing" sound came from Pan Yu's chest. Three days and September, swallowed by him, burst out with dazzling bright light. Twelve rounds of light circling and flying wildly in his body, as if they wanted to break through his body and escape.

Pan Yu sneered and said to himself in a low voice: "It's useless. Since you are divided from me, you should be integrated with me again. What's the point of resisting me like this stubbornly? Just suffer for nothing. Be good, don't waste your energy for no reason."

The smooth and hairless cheeks shook slightly, and Pan Yu sighed with a little heartache: "Every time you struggle, you are consuming my power for no reason. Why bother? Why bother? I will devour more worlds to supplement these consumptions afterwards..."

With a sigh, Pan Yu looked at the saints of Yu clan who were screaming and begging Si Wenming on the altar, and suddenly said with a smile: "However, with so many supplements here, it's okay for you to consume them at all... They can't escape one by one, and they all have to be obedient, from me, and naturally they have to return to me."

The Holy Emperor Xuanyuan had the most tough temper. He screamed and a golden sword light was as powerful as a gust of the sky, slashing towards Pan Yu.

Pan Yu ignored the sword light of the Saint Emperor Xuanyuan and let the sword light hit his heart. With a crisp "ding" sound, a large area of ​​fire spurted out from Pan Yu's body, and the sword light of the Saint Emperor Xuanyuan left a faint trace on his chest, that's all!

Pan Yu lowered his head in surprise and looked at the Emperor Xuanyuan deeply: "Can your sword actually hurt my body? What a pity, you did not enter this realm with your own strength, but rely on infinite merit to break through this realm. Otherwise, your sword might make me hurt more severely."

With a gentle smile, Pan Yu's eyes raised on his forehead flashed with a faint light, and a black light of light fell from the sky and slashed hard at the body of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor Xuanyuan groaned, and the golden armor on his body was shattered by the black lightning. He vomited blood and fell to the ground, smashing the earth into a large pit with a diameter of 100 miles, almost affecting the altar behind him.

Shennong, Suiren, Taihao, Shaohao and other human emperors of all generations roared in unison and attacked Pan Yu one after another.

Pan Yu once again focused on Yu Meng, Yu Hu and others on the altar. He just patted Shennong and others to smash everyone's attacks, and even beat Shennong and others seriously to death. No one could hold on to his understatement.

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait until I take back these things that originally belonged to me... Next, I will slowly enjoy this world!"

Pan Yu grinned, and the thin slit of his mouth almost teared his entire cheek, and he was obviously laughing proudly.
Chapter completed!