Honghuang: How can I be invincible after death?

Chapter 53

Tick, tick!
A drop of rain fell from the sky and hit Master Xuandu on the face.

The strong smell of blood made him frowned and wiped the blood on his hand.

"No!"

"I don't believe that a dead person can defy the sky!"

With the help of Lao Tzu, he regained consciousness.

But he was still unwilling to admit the fact that the sky was crying blood.

Master Xuandu turned into a ray of light and flew into the air without saying a word, and sacrificed the Taiji diagram.

The yin and yang qi converge to form a giant Tai Chi that rotates slowly, trying to wipe away the bloody cloud little by little.

The Taiji diagram is the body of the axe used by the great god Pangu to open up the world. It once fixed the earth's wind, water and fire when the world first opened.

But the seemingly ordinary blood-colored cloud is more powerful than the earth's wind, water and fire.

It wasn't until the mana was exhausted that Master Xuandu lost the battle with a pale face, and lowered his noble head like a defeated rooster.

The sea of ​​blood was churning, and the Patriarch Styx rushed straight into the air with the Nether Blood Sea in his arms, trying to take the power of the sky for his own use.

He had reconciled with Ye Changqing a long time ago, but this time it was only out of a desire.

Maybe he can rely on refining the blood mist to break through the gap between quasi-sages and saints.

But that blood fog couldn't be refined, instead, it caused his countless blood god sons to explode into a pool of stagnant water, which could no longer condense into shape.

"Ye Changqing is worthy of being Ye Changqing!"

"I admit defeat!"

Patriarch Styx shook his head and sighed regretfully.

Let alone them, so what if they are saints?

The western world was originally a peaceful scene.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere here, and everything looks like an ideal country.

Now it is also filled with blood mist, and when the wind blows, howling is everywhere.

The eyes of those converted creatures were dazed, showing signs of regaining their spiritual consciousness.

The faces of the two saints in the West couldn't help changing drastically, and they hurriedly recited the Buddhist mantra, and the Buddha's light washed their souls over and over again.

They also tried to force the blood mist out of the western world with great mana, but no matter what method they used, it was useless.

The power of a saint is like an ant in front of the sky!
Boom!

An earth-shattering sound almost shattered the eardrums of the prehistoric creatures.

The prehistoric world shook, waking up all the absent-minded creatures.

"What happened to me just now?"

"Is the sky going to collapse again?"

The movement when Buzhou Mountain collapsed back then was nothing more than that.

In the chaos, Daozu Hongjun looked at a certain place in the void as if he was facing an enemy, and he smelled a dangerous breath.

In the entire prehistoric world, there are only a handful of things that can make Heaven fearful.

But it seems to be from another world!
Click click!

Suddenly, the sound of something breaking rang in his ears.

A huge shadow appeared in the prehistoric world through space.

Ancestor Hongjun stared dumbfounded at the boundless coffin.

Even someone as powerful as him can't completely see it all.

This shows that its size far exceeds the scope of his spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, Tiandao suddenly disappeared, and it was as afraid of this coffin as a tiger.

When the creatures in the prehistoric world raised their heads, they were all very surprised.

It is hard to imagine that there is a coffin that can be bigger than the sky.

But now it is here!
The Hongmeng burial coffin directly blocked the sun star, and plunged the prehistoric world into darkness.

Darkness, blood mist, wailing, all of these look like the scene of the end of the world.

The Hongmeng burial coffin stretches across the sky, exuding a simple and desolate aura around it.

All kinds of strange creatures are engraved on the coffin, worshiping a vague figure.

The creatures who had just recovered their sanity couldn't control their bodies again and worshiped the sky.

"Is this a... spirit treasure?"

Taoist Ran Deng couldn't believe it.

Then a desire called greed appeared in his eyes.

He was originally born in the shape of a coffin lamp, and has the ability to lead the undead to connect life and death.

And the current spirit treasure also has the same aura, it should belong to the same kind of spirit treasure as the coffin lamp.

But the aura emanating from this coffin is millions of times stronger than the coffin lamp of Xiantian Lingbao.

This gave him a premonition that as long as he got this Lingbao, he could prove Hunyuan!
It can even directly surpass the Dao of Heaven!

At that time, what is Ye Changqing worth?
Saints are also ants!

Daoist Ran Deng didn't think too much, he gritted his teeth and rushed straight to Hongmeng's burial coffin, trying to take the opportunity to refine it.

But someone is one step faster than him!
The guiding Taoist who was still chanting scriptures in the western world just stopped in front of him with a smile.

"This treasure is destined for the West!"

Nazhunti Taoist has already started to take away Hongmeng's burial coffin.

Zhunti Taoist looked extremely solemn, and took a long breath to adjust his state to the best time.

Behind him appeared the dharmakaya, with 24 heads and [-] hands, holding the necklace, canopy, garland, fish intestines, golden bow, silver halberd, blessing pestle, precious file, and golden vase.

As soon as he makes a move, he uses his full strength, and if he hesitates, he will lose. He knows this truth well.

On Shouyang Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun arrived here at some time and stood side by side with Lao Tzu.

"Brother, if they get this thing, I'm afraid..."

Although Yuanshi Tianzun didn't finish his words, he had already sacrificed Sanbao Yuruyi and was ready to make a move at any time.

Lao Tzu's face is still impassive, and there is no sign of panic.

"It's okay!"

"Just let them go."

Lao Tzu said calmly.

If this thing is so easy to get, I'm afraid it won't be the turn of the two sages of the West.

As early as the moment it reached the prehistoric world, it would be taken away by Daozu Hongjun.

The Second Saint of the West is still too naive!
The moment Hongmeng's burial coffin appeared, the blood mist in the sky began to slowly rush towards it, seeping into it little by little, lighting up the bloody lines on it.

Just when Taoist Zhunti made his move, Hongmeng's burial coffin suddenly changed!
Its size began to shrink slowly, and the aura on its body became stronger and stronger.

Zhunti Taoist has not yet approached it, and has already used all his mana.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and Fa's body was covered with scars and cracks, and he could no longer take a step forward.

But at this time, he is still far away from Hongmeng's burial coffin.

Taoist Zhunti felt unwilling, but he could only stop there.

If you move forward rashly, you may be in danger of dying.

In front of this small coffin, even the saint felt the fear of death.

When the last trace of blood mist was completely absorbed by Hongmeng's burial coffin, Taoist Zhunti felt that the invisible pressure suddenly disappeared.

"Haha, this is what I deserve in the Western world!"

Taoist Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief, and the Buddha's light condensed into a big hand and grabbed it.

"Brother, don't you make a move yet?"

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and asked Lao Tzu anxiously.

"No hurry, just wait!"

My intuition tells me that this coffin is definitely not as simple as it seems.

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