Chapter 82 Ghosts and Gods Howling
Hengming's expression remained unchanged, and he did not expect to kill these people by relying on the Ghost Sound Tribulation.

Heng Ming didn't waste any words and continued to stretch out his hand. Inexplicable disasters began to float around, and even the chaotic energy was attracted by this force. One after another, the fatal killing formations hidden in the depths of chaos began to operate. A malicious intent from the ancient times spread out, specifically targeting everything in the prehistoric world.

"Blood rained down from the sky, the heavens wept, the void collapsed, and all things dispersed..."

Truths filled with boundless terror came out of Hengming's mouth one after another, and sounds of ghosts crying and gods howling came from the depths of chaos. There was also a little bit of bloody smell in the air, as if blood rain was really falling to cleanse all living beings. Those were the tears of the sky and the sign of the end of the world.

A deadly threat spread in the hearts of all living beings. Taiyi's pupils shrank, and he smashed the Chaos Bell without hesitation. The Chaos Bell kept shaking during the flight, and the sound of the bell was loud enough to break the sky, trying to stop Hengming's words.

But Bixia Yuanjun is not a pushover either. He holds a whip and a fan in his two hands, which are the Mountain-Driving Whip and the Mountains Fan respectively.

This group of mountain charm fans was exactly the magical treasure that she had snatched from Mount Buzhou.

After refining it for ten thousand years, and with their similar properties and destiny, Bixia Yuanjun had already completely refined it.

Seeing the Chaos Bell coming, Bixia Yuanjun was not afraid at all. She stretched out her hand and whipped the nearby chaotic energy. Suddenly, ancient and steady mountains sprang out, with the chaotic energy as their roots, floating in the battlefield.

Afterwards, Bixia Yuanjun fanned at the mountains, and the veins of the earth suddenly condensed. The mountains that were originally just appearances now looked like real mountain ranges that had existed for tens of millions of years. There were even spots of green in some places, as if life was beginning to evolve.

Countless mountains surrounded the two of them, and because these mountains were born from the chaotic energy, they were naturally ignoring the chaotic energy's property of destroying everything, and could perfectly be compatible with those fatal killing formations. It was simply perfect.

This group of mountain rhyme fans has only one function, which is to shape the earth veins. Although Bixia Yuanjun could do this originally, it would consume a huge amount of her magic power. Moreover, even for a sacred earth like her, she would feel physically and mentally exhausted and lose her energy after shaping a few earth veins.

But with the help of the Mountains and Earth Fan, for Bixia Yuanjun to shape the earth veins is as easy as eating and drinking water. Mountains and rivers without earth veins are just stones, while mountains and rivers with earth veins have roots, just like a stubborn stone becoming a spirit. The two cannot be compared.

The Mountain-Driving Whip creates mountains and rivers, and the Earth-Rhythm Fan transforms mountains and rivers. The two complement each other and are perfect.

For example, now, the Chaos Bell was pressing down with the momentum of destroying everything, but it only smashed the mountain into pieces, which seemed miserable. However, the faces of the demon gods all changed, which meant that the Chaos Bell did not break the defense of Bixia Yuanjun. In other words, it was equivalent to Taiyi being unable to defeat Bixia Yuanjun.

Although it cannot be converted so simply, after all, we have to consider the fighting method, fighting time, number of battles, and the support strength and support time of both sides, but in the ancient times, only the results are recognized, not the process.

If Taiyi cannot break through this mountain range, it means he cannot defeat Bixia Yuanjun, it's that simple.

Upon seeing this, Di Jun's face darkened: "In the past, I only paid attention to Heng Ming, but I didn't expect that Bi Xia Yuan Jun actually had some abilities. I underestimated her."

It's not that he didn't calculate enough, but compared with a great god like Hengming, Bixia Yuanjun truly did not fight or compete. When seeing Hengming, everyone would subconsciously ignore this goddess.

Who would have thought that this goddess would be so powerful today that even Taiyi would be defeated by her.

A yellowish-brown spiritual light hit the broken mountains and rivers, and the rocks rolled and the broken mountains and rivers immediately recovered, as if nothing had happened. Taiyi called back the Chaos Bell with a gloomy face. The sounds of ghosts and gods wailing in the chaos became stronger and stronger, and rivers of blood fell from the sky. A demon golden immortal was accidentally drenched by a river of blood and immediately let out a scream.

He was seen lying in the chaotic air and rolling continuously, but even the chaotic air avoided him, as if it did not want to be contaminated by the blood.

An extremely strange stench emanated from this Golden Immortal. The Golden Immortals of the Demon Clan near him covered their mouths and noses and retreated, not daring to get even a step closer.

The demon clan members who are capable of following the two Demon Kings and Demon Emperors to the Primal Chaos to listen to lectures on the Great Dao have the lowest level of cultivation being a Golden Immortal. Even a Golden Immortal who has begun to condense the immortal golden nature does not dare to approach, which shows how strange these blood rivers are.

Chang Xi frowned slightly, but still lightly tapped his jade finger, and a stream of icy air flew out, trying to turn the man into an icicle, saving his life first.

However, waves of hoarse screams were heard, which actually broke the icy air, causing Chang Xi's face to change slightly.

"It's just the aftermath of a magical power, but it actually has such power. What kind of magical power did Heng Ming realize?"

Not only Chang Xi, but even Fu Xi, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but take a step forward. He moved his hands in the air, and sonorous sounds of a piano burst out like metal and stone splitting the sky. All kinds of wonderful energy emerged, but it was still difficult to save the demon clan.

The few people could only watch as the demon clan continued to roll in the chaos, and finally turned into a pool of dirty blood, which was extremely horrifying.

Fuxi's face was heavy. "Whether it was the river of blood or the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling, they were all caused by Hengming. It seems that he was determined to catch us all in one fell swoop, so he did not hesitate to join forces with Bixia Yuanjun to force us to stay."

Fuxi was right. If they wanted to leave, no one could stop them. However, Hengming used some unknown means to connect to the ultimate killing formation deep in the chaos and blocked their retreat.

Although they can force their way through these killing formations, their ability to pass does not mean that the monsters can also pass through. Given the intensity of these killing battles, even a Taiyi Golden Immortal would have a hard time, not to mention that there are many Golden Immortal monsters here.

The top power of a race is the most important, but the bottom power should not be underestimated either. If they intend to abandon these people, the entire demon race will not be far from falling apart.

Even the Demon King and the Demon Emperor can't save their lives, so why do they join the demon clan?
Hengming's voice floated out from the mountains and rivers. The longer the time, the more killing formations he could activate. Bixia Yuanjun watched from the side, closing her eyes and taking in this rare spectacle.

"Is this the killing formation formed by the resentment of three thousand demon gods combined with the energy of chaos? Compared with the fierce beast, it has less vitality and more ferocity. There is no possibility of enlightenment. In essence, it is even inferior to the stubborn stone. It just possesses supreme power by virtue of the resentment."

After just a slight realization, Bixia Yuanjun opened her eyes. There was really nothing to realize, it was just resentment towards death.

Even if time passes a little longer, Honghuang itself will be able to destroy these formations.

Bixia Yuanjun's eyes turned and immediately focused on Hengming: "Compared to these great formations, it is Daoist Fellow Hengming's methods that surprise me more."

(End of this chapter)