The golden bridge of heaven and earth pierces the void and takes Ji Hao and his party back from the starry sky.

The void around was in chaos. Yu Meng, Yu Hu and others were extremely afraid and despair. They did not hesitate to squeeze out their own world, constantly extracting the origin of the world, and turning them into powerful attacks and falling on Pan Yu.

Every time they took action, they messed up the void of Pangu's world.

Originally, the spatial structure of Pangu World was extremely stable, and even if the saints of the foreign domain fought here, it would not be possible to cause such great damage. However, the Taoist Masao opened the door to appeal to the thieves and took the initiative to let go of the constraints of Pangu World, and things gradually became uncontrollable.

Countless chaotic thunder and sky fire tides exploded around. The Pangu Bell above Ji Hao's head, along with the powerful people such as Xuandu Taoist, Guangcheng Taoist, Abao, etc., all sacrificed their own protective spirit treasures. The group of people rushed to the point of being shaken in the chaotic void.

Ji Hao's physical body is strong and can resist the terrifying shocks that are coming. The Xuandu Taoist and Guangcheng Taoist are serious qi refiners. Their physical body strength is even not as strong as that of the human witches. Even with the protection of the spiritual treasure, they are still shaking blood from their orifices, and their internal organs almost shaking into a ball of paste.

Fortunately, Yu Meng and others attacked Pan Yu. If someone had other ideas, he would take advantage of this time to give Ji Hao and the others a fierce attack. Ji Hao might be safe, but A Bao and the others would definitely be seriously injured.

Abao and other great disciples may be able to save their lives in the attack of the saint level, but those junior brothers and sisters who were getting started late may not be beaten to death, and how many will be lost.

"My junior brothers, you have not condensed the three flowers on the top, and those who do not protect the innate spiritual treasure, retreat!" The Taoist Xuandu suddenly shouted loudly, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out from afar with his loud shout: "Retreat all to the temple of my teacher, so you can be worried!"

The Taoists hesitated for a while, and I don’t know which unlucky saint of the Yu tribe was slapped by Pan Yu and hit Ji Hao’s Pangu Bell. The bell ringing made the surroundings chaotic and clear, but the saint’s body bounced back slanted by Pangu Bell, smashing the protective lights of several Taoists on the other end, smashing their bodies to pieces.

"Senior brothers, retreat!" Ji Hao let out a long roar, and a roll of golden light transformed from the Golden Bridge of Heaven and Earth brought many Taoists with insufficient cultivation to the sky. A few flashes disappeared into the prehistoric starry sky, leaving Ji Hao, Xuandu, Guangcheng, Abao and several other powerful people in the spot.

‘Papapapapapapapapapa’, hundreds of bursts of sounds came, hundreds of unlucky saints of the Yu clan were knocked away by Pan Yu’s fingers. Their bodies shattered into the void, their skins and flesh bloomed, and blood spilled all over the sky.

A large piece of holy blood containing the great rhymes of another world fell from the sky, like a heavy rain sweeping across the Pangumu continent. The nine-mouth cauldron was suspended above the continent, and thick clouds and mists were circling and rolling, holding the heavy rain.

Countless stars shine on the Nine Cauldrons, countless mountain and water monsters, monsters, birds and beasts, flowers, birds and animals, flowers, birds and insects and fish circling like lanterns. The mist sprayed from the mouth of the cauldrons turned into vortexes of large and small, constantly decomposing and melting the holy blood falling all over the sky, gradually turning into wisps of heavy and pure blood qi swallowed into the cauldron.

The nine-mouth cauldron becomes more magical and dazzling, and the aura it emits becomes more thick and powerful.

The Pangu Bell above Ji Hao's head, along with less than ten powerful disciples such as Xuandu, Guangcheng, and Abao, had more than a dozen innate spiritual treasures and the auspicious aura emitted by the treasures, and they struggled to break into the middle of the battle group.

I saw Pan Yu, who was tens of millions of miles tall, standing motionless in the void, with two slender arms swinging left and right, like slapping a fly, knocking countless saints of the Yu clan to vomit blood and fly away.

From time to time, Pan Yu would slam a bad saint with one finger, and then sucked deeply at the blood mist transformed by the saint. A strange light and shadow flashed in the thick blood mist, and a magnificent panoramic view of the world appeared in front of everyone.

With Pan Yu's deep sucking, the magnificent world in the light and shadow suddenly collapsed and the earth broke. All the material in the whole world rushed towards a sudden black hole in the core of the world. Mountains, hills, rivers, lakes and seas, and billions of creatures collapsed into pure heaven and earth energy, and uncontrollably sank into the black hole.

In the blood mist in front of Pan Yu, there were vital and pure heaven and earth qi squirting out. The vital energy of heaven and earth with a diameter of millions of miles was continuously splashed out from the blood mist and was swallowed into Pan Yu's mouth without leaving any drops.

Countless Yu clan saints attacked hysterically and bombarded with all their might, constantly blew up wounds of all sizes on Pan Yu's body. However, as Pan Yu sucked deeply, a world collapsed, and the power of the entire world continued to penetrate Pan Yu's body, and the injuries on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't stop. If he doesn't die, none of us will be spared today!" Yu Meng waved a golden scepter and smashed a sun with a diameter of one million miles on Pan Yu's head: "We finally got to this point, just to be swallowed by him and become his supplement?"

Pan Yu laughed "hehe" and he bounced casually. The sun that Yu Meng smashed was shattered by him. He waved his hand. Yu Meng and the tens of thousands of Yu tribe saints around him vomited blood at the same time, and the fracture flew backwards.

"I can feel your despair, your horror, your unwillingness, your struggle!" Pan Yu muttered quietly while devouring the original power of the destroyed world: "All your negative emotions are the most wonderful seasonings, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, the colorful branches in the master's hand slammed Pan Yu's neck hard.

A large piece of skin and flesh burst out on the back of Pan Yu's neck, revealing the black cervical vertebrae of his neck. But as he continued to swallow, his wound healed again, and even before the leader of the sect took action again, his injuries had healed.

The second leader smashed the Mingguang treasure pestle in his hand towards Pan Yu. He did not hold back his hand in this blow. A ferocious wound was smashed open on Pan Yu's head, but the wound had healed in the blink of an eye. Except for a large splash of blood, there was no trace on Pan Yu's head.

"Wuling, what kind of opponent have you found for us!" The two leaders' eyes twitched and they roared almost hysterically: "We have recorded the gift of today, and we will definitely be rewarded in the future!"

Pan Yu smiled, turned his head, and a black light ray of light from his eyes raised between his eyebrows and eyes squirted out, falling heavily on the head of the sect.

A purple air rose above the head of the master of the great sect, and a golden light spiraled into the sky and the black light hit the pagoda, smashing the pagoda with the master of the great sect for millions of miles. I don’t know how many mountains on Pangumu continent were smashed along the way.
Chapter completed!