There were huge roars echoing between heaven and earth, deafening.

Infinite divine lights fell from the sky, like a storm, pouring down to the mountains below.

The giant beasts surrounded the mountains, waving their sharp claws and huge palms, bombarding the light curtain that guarded the mountains.

This scene shocked the minds of the cultivators from all over the world.

There are more than fifty clans who have taken action at this moment, and tens of millions of cultivators. In addition, the prehistoric clans, the scale of this battle is extremely rare throughout Pangu history.

This battle will surely be recorded in history.

And today, they are witnessing history.

"It's been half a day, and the formation still doesn't move at all! This formation of fortune is really powerful!"

After watching for half a day, the cultivators were all amazed when they looked at the formation.

Under such a bombardment, it was unshakable for a long time, and the firmness of this formation was somewhat beyond their expectations.

Even for the ancient cities of various races, or the top sects like Wushen Mountain, their formation is far inferior to this formation of fortune.

"What a pity, no matter how powerful this formation is, it will be worn out!"

Then, they shook their heads and sighed.

It's only half a day now, but if it bombards for another half a month, the formation will sooner or later be worn out!

There was no one in the Craft Sect, only one Tang Shenjun, and more than ten seven tribes from the Jiang clan, the Stone clan, and the Qin clan. How can this force resist such a powerful force?

Once the formation is broken, the battle will be over.

The Sect of Creation must also be removed from Pangu.

"Continue to bomb! Use all the means for me. Within half a month, I will break through this formation and level the Gate of Creation!"

In the sky, the young master of the magic spell roared.

Soon, the offensives of various races escalated and became more and more fierce.

The cultivators of all races took out various elixirs and swallowed them. Their combat power suddenly increased. They took all their strength and continued to bombard.

"Ancestor worship tool!"

In the ancient city of the Medicine Clan, the Medicine Lord roared and flew his sleeves, and a bronze cauldron flew out.

This tripod is simple in style and is ancient and clumsy, and there is blood in it.

This is not ordinary blood, it is the blood left by the ancestors of their medicine clan. The one who can keep blood in the cauldron is at least the Eight Tribulation Emperor.

This ancient tripod was also used in the Blood Source Ceremony to worship ancestors and seek blood.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Immediately afterwards, figures swept from all directions of the ancient city and surrounded the ancient cauldron. Each one was an elder of the Six Tribulations, and one of them was an old man with white beard and white hair and thin face. The breath emitted by his body was actually seven tribulations.

And this aura is stronger than the medicine master, and has reached the realm of hundreds of blood.

This person is the ancestor of the Medicine Clan!

"I didn't expect that our medicine clan would use this ancestral weapon!"

The ancestor of the Medicine Clan looked at the ancient tripod and sighed.

If it weren't for the clan's life and death, it would be not allowed to use this ancestral weapon.

"But this kid is worth it! If he doesn't die, our medicine clan will die! Today, I don't think the ancestors will blame him for using this ancestral weapon."

Immediately, his face turned cold, his eyes showed murderous intent, and he looked at the mountain of fortune below.

This boy named Tang Hao is the enemy of his Medicine Clan. As long as he can get rid of him, it will be worth it no matter what the price he pays.

"Old ancestor!"

The medicine master called out and his face looked solemn.

"I'll sacrifice to the cauldron!"

The ancestor of the Medicine Clan nodded at him, swept his body, and pressed his palm on the cauldron.
Chapter completed!