Seeking the Way in the Wilderness is Stone

Chapter 315 Decided not to believe for 180 years

Looking at the frightened and angry expressions of his younger brothers and sisters, Gou Mang was not surprised, but said calmly, "You heard me right!"

"Second Brother, don't forget that you are a member of the Wu Clan and the ancestor Wu of my Wu Clan!" Gonggong was shocked and angry, with a look of disbelief.

But Rushou, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, Qiang Liang, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi, Xuan Ming and others looked at their second brother not only in shock and disbelief, but also with traces of killing intent appear.

It never occurred to them that their second elder brother was going to save Sanqing, this was something they never imagined.

The hatred between the Wu Clan and Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian is not as great as that of the Yao Clan, but it is definitely not small. They can't wait for the Sanqing to die!
Why did my second brother have the idea to rescue Sanqing?This made several ancestral witches unable to figure out what to think.

"I have not forgotten that I am a member of the Wu clan, and I have not forgotten that I am the ancestor of the Wu clan, but we are also the blood of the father god, and the place we are now, on the top of Buzhou Mountain, is the father god place."

"How Sanqing died and where he died, we don't have to worry about it, but Sanqing must not die on the top of Buzhou Mountain. This is disrespectful to the Father God! I think even if the eldest brother is here today, he will agree with me. way of doing."

Gou Mang looked at the manifestation of Pan Gu's Qi Luck by San Qing, a little bit unwillingly, and seemed to speak with a tone of endless admiration.

After listening to Gou Mang's words, the other ancestral witches were silent for a while, and then looked at the Pangu's Qiyun method manifested by Sanqing, and then looked at the top of Buzhou Mountain, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Second Brother, we agree, just this time, even if these three Qings really die on the top of Buzhou Mountain in the future, it has nothing to do with us." Xuan Ming said extremely unwillingly.

"Okay! Just this time, but the outcome is uncertain, and no one knows what the outcome will be. We just need to watch now, maybe they don't need our help at all."

"That's the best, to avoid nausea." Gonggong looked at Sanqing, feeling a little aggrieved.

The ancestral witches here have discussed it, and the battlefield over there also started to attack after the appearance of Pan Gu's luck method, after a pause for a while.

"Di Jun, no one will know who lives and who dies until the last moment." The Supreme Master looked at Di Jun with a cold face.

Tong Tian and Yuan Shi looked at the crowd of demon clansmen with icy faces, as if they had turned into ice for thousands of years.

Afterwards, each of the three Qings pinched a mysterious formula with their hands, and Pan Gu's luck method radiated immeasurable divine light.

Looking at it again, Sanqing's aura exploded, and the meridians all over his body seemed to swell a little, and there was a faint sound of mana rushing, just like the turbulent waves.

"Di Jun, Dong Huang Tai Yi, the two of you don't want to get this heaven today."

As Tongtian said, the Zidian hammer swung and directly smashed the three golden needles of the Sun Miejin into the air, and then the Zidian hammer was thrown out, turning into thunder of the heaven and earth gods, and falling towards everyone in the Yaozu.

"Boom...boom..."

"Clang...clang..."

The divine thunder smashed down, making loud noises. Donghuangtai held the Donghuang bell in one hand and shook the bell repeatedly, displaying the divine light of immeasurable black and yellow merit and virtue, offsetting the power of the divine thunder.

Di Jun also sacrificed Hetu Luoshu, displaying immeasurable precious light, and resisting the divine thunder transformed by the purple electric hammer.

At the same time, Bai Ze led the higher-ups of the monster clan to defend against it by using Lingbao and supernatural powers.

"Die!"

Taishang and Yuanshi didn't use spirit treasures, but just activated the power of Pangu's luck, and the two divine thunders, one yin and one yang, turned into yin and yang dragons and slammed into the place where everyone in the monster clan was.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Sanqing's fierce attack made the Yaozu overwhelmed. When all these attacks were finished, and then went to see everyone in the Yaozu. Except for Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the rest of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths and their complexions turned pale.

"Di Jun, let me see who will die first today, the power of yin and yang, come out!" Yuan Shi said, the magic formula was activated, showing the power of yin and yang, and killed everyone in the Yaozu.

"Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian, it's my emperor who underestimated you. I didn't expect you Sanqing to have such a secret technique. It's amazing!" Di Jun watched Sanqing with admiration while resisting Sanqing's attack.

"Hmph! It's still too late for you to admit defeat." Taishang snorted coldly, and the gossip furnace was thrown out, with astonishing power.

"Hmph! Your Majesty, you don't need to scare us. I don't believe that your secret method can last forever, ten years? Hundred years? As long as your secret method does not exceed 300 years, then you will definitely lose!"

Di Jun looked at Sanqing and sneered, while resisting Sanqing's attack, he once again sacrificed the golden needle of the Great Sun Mie God, and killed Sanqing.

The Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian all sank after hearing Dijun's words, and then continued to fight with the Yaozu.

"Boom...boom..."

The sound of colliding supernatural powers echoed continuously, and the power of Lingbao's attack was undoubtedly revealed on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"Brother, how is the power of the Sanqing's secret method compared to that quasi-sage?" Nuwa asked Fuxi softly as she watched the battle between the Sanqing and the Yaozu.

"Although the two of us are already comprehending the quasi-sage method of cultivation, you should know the difficulty."

"Although the secret method of Sanqing is powerful, it does not directly improve the realm of cultivation, and the strength of the increase in the secret method is not exaggerated, so it is definitely not comparable to the quasi-sage."

Nu Wa listened to her brother's analysis and nodded in agreement.

The two of them, brother and sister, have already started to practice the quasi-sage method.

It's just that this is Da Luo Jinxian's follow-up cultivation method after all, and the difficulty can be imagined, and they still have only a half-knowledge of this cultivation method now.

"Can my brother figure out how many years the secret method of the Three Purities can last?" Nu Wa no longer thought about the quasi-sacred method, but looked at Pan Gu's luck method curiously and asked Fuxi.

"It's not difficult, it won't exceed 180 years." Fuxi's eyes flashed with various traces of heavenly secrets and numerology, and he told how long the Sanqing secret method can last.

"Then it seems that Sanqing is going to be in some danger." Nuwa looked at Sanqing and shook her head.

"Dao Zun, if the secret method of the Three Purities can only last for 180 years, then the ending is fixed and there will be no change."

After Hongyun learned about the duration of the Sanqing Secret Art from Xuanhun, her somewhat shaky judgment became firm again.

"Let's take a look first!" Xuan Hun looked at the direction of the battlefield and said with a smile.

"Dao Zun, are you going to make a move?"

In Xuanhuntian, Hongyun also talked with Miaochen and others about some things.

Knowing that Sanqing is Tianding's direct disciple of Hongjun Daozu, and has a lot to do with Xuanhuntian, it is reasonable for his own Daoist to make a move.

Xuan Hun listened to Hong Yun's question, but didn't answer, just watched the battle between Yaozu and Sanqing with a smile on his face.

180 years later, Pangu's luck method dissipated, and the complexions of Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian all turned pale, and there was no light in their eyes.

"Hahaha...cough cough...haha..."

Donghuang Taiyi watched Pan Gu's luck method disappear, and then looked at San Qing, whose face had turned pale, and laughed loudly while coughing up blood.

"Demon Emperor, I'll wait!"

Several high-ranking monster clans with scars and damage to their Dao basic source saluted Di Jun with difficulty, then blew up their mana source and bombarded Sanqing.

"Boom...boom..."

A series of self-detonating sounds rang out from the top of this mountain.

"Sister, retreat quickly!" Fuxi said, leading Nuwa to retreat quickly.

"retreat!"

Jumang yelled, and retreated quickly with a few ancestral witches.

And almost at the same time, the self-detonation power of several high-ranking monster races also spread from the top of this mountain.

"Sure enough, everything in this prehistoric world is good, but this trend of self-destructing at every turn is really too bad."

Looking at the top of Buzhou Mountain, Xuan Hun complained in his heart because of the violent energy shock wave generated by the self-detonation of these several monster clans.

This is not the first time Xuanhun has seen monk Honghuang blew himself up.

Even as long as Xuanhun is using his supernatural powers, he can see all over the prehistoric world at a glance, and he can see that there are many creatures in the world. When they are fighting with the enemy of life and death, in the end, they will explode their source of mana and directly lead the enemy to die in the world between.

It's just that even though Xuanhun has seen this kind of self-explosion many times, when he sees it again, he still wants to complain.

There is no way, this self-destruction method is not only powerful, but also incomprehensible.

He Xuanhun also suffered a lot from this self-destruction method.

"Taishang! Yuanshi! Tongtian! Your time of death has arrived." Just as Xuanhun was complaining, Dijun's cold voice rang out from the top of Buzhou Mountain.

I saw the aftermath of the self-exploding energy on the top of Buzhou Mountain dissipating rapidly, and the scene on the top of Buzhou Mountain gradually became clear as the energy gradually dissipated.

At this time, Sanqing, under the self-explosion of several high-level Daluo Jinxian Yaozu, his already pale face became even more bloodless.

Blood dripped from all over his body, and within a few breaths, there was a bloody creek faintly flowing on the ground where Sanqing was.

The Taoist robes of Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian have long since become tattered, and their hair is also extremely disheveled.

"Hmph! Cough...cough...cough...cough..."

Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian, after hearing Dijun's words, just snorted coldly with difficulty.

Sanqing didn't want to speak now, and he didn't have the strength to speak anymore. He just gave Dijun and Donghuangtai a cold look, and then closed his eyes and remained silent.

They are Pangu Sanqing, even if they die, they will never beg for mercy from others.

The three of them did not expect Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to show kindness and spare their lives.

The Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian knew that because of this incident in the heavenly court, the three of them had formed an insoluble enmity with this demon clan, and they would never die.

"Haha...cough...haha..."

"It seems that you are very conscious of death!" Di Jun's mouth was bleeding, and he looked at Sanqing ruthlessly.

After Di Jun finished speaking, he looked at Donghuang Taiyi who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and was a little unsteady.

He also looked at Bai Ze, a high-ranking demon clan who was unconscious, and Di Jun's murderous intentions towards Sanqing had reached the point where it could not be further increased.

These 180 years are definitely the most difficult 180 years for Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

In these 180 years, only the first three years were able to fight against the three Qings.

But in the next 170 years, only the Sanqing was attacking wildly, and they could only passively defend. If it weren't for the large number of people on their side, they might have been wiped out by the Sanqing long ago.

It was only in the last few years that several high-ranking monster clans, because of their desperate resistance, severely damaged the basic source of Dao, and there would be no chance to enjoy Dao in the future, so the self-destructing thing happened.

Otherwise, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would not agree to anything.

While Dijun was thinking about these things, Donghuang Taiyi recovered a bit from his breath adjustment, looked at Sanqing with a sneer, and said, "Sanqing, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe my elder brother and I will be soft-hearted for a while. , I will spare you.”

"Don't think about it, Dijun! The Eastern Emperor is here! Anyway, we are Pangu Sanqing, and we are also innate gods and demons like the two of you. If you still have the pride and dignity of innate gods and demons, then you don't have to do this." To humiliate us, just do it directly."

"If not, what qualifications do you two have to be in the position of innate gods and demons!"

Tong Tian glanced at Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi with disdain, then closed his eyes and waited for the silence to pass.

Taishang and Yuanshi also glanced at Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi with disdain, just like Tongtian, closing their eyes and waiting for death.

"Okay! To destroy you Sanqing on the top of Buzhou Mountain today, it can be regarded as your reputation as Pangu Sanqing.

Seeing what Sanqing said, Di Jun stopped talking nonsense, and directly sacrificed three golden needles of the Great Sun Mie God. With a flick of his wrist, the golden needles of the Great Sun Mie God flew out towards Sanqing's eyebrows.

And at this moment, Hong Yun, who was watching the battle, asked Xuanhun: "Daoist, are you still not making a move? How about I stop it?"

"Wait!" Xuan Hun shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Brother, do you want to stop it?" Nu Wa asked with some uncertainty.

Because Nu Wa had established a relationship with Hongjun long ago, she naturally knew that after the Three Qing Dynasty, she would be regarded as her fellow apprentice. Logically speaking, Nu Wa would definitely make a move.

It's just that Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, although they are somewhat separated from Fuxi and Nuwa.

But the Yaozu was acting in the prehistoric times, so they were very polite to his brother and sister, and it was not easy for them to participate in the karma between the Yaozu and Sanqing, so Nuwa was extremely hesitant now.

"No need, there is no image of death in this Sanqing's numerology, and it is definitely not like a dying person, so we just look at it." Fu Xi looked at Sanqing, and the infinite secrets and numerology manifested in his eyes.

"Ding... ding... ding..."

At the moment when the golden needles of the Great Sun Mie God were about to pierce into the center of Sanqing's eyebrows, an emerald green spear flew out, directly knocking the three golden needles of the Great Sun Mie God into the air.

And with the appearance of this emerald green battle, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, Hongyun, and Sanqing who opened their eyes after sensing something strange, were all stunned for a long time, and then they all looked incredible.

Xuanhun, who was watching the play, laughed and muttered softly: "Interesting!"

Just when Xuanhun found it interesting, whether it was Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa Hongyun, or Sanqing, they all exclaimed in inconceivable tones: "How is that possible?"

They naturally recognized this emerald green scepter, it was specially used by Jumang ancestor witches, it was called Jumang scepter, and it was a witch tool of the witch clan.

Because the Wu clan has no primordial spirit, they cannot use Lingbao, but the Wu clan has the secret method of forging, which can make magic weapons.

Although it doesn't have the mystery of Lingbao, it is extremely heavy and strong, and its attacking power is not weak. Coupled with the secret method of the witch clan, its power is not inferior to Lingbao.

However, the witchcraft of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is different from ordinary witchcraft. It was naturally conceived in the Pangu Palace when the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born.

Although it is not a spirit treasure, it is not bad at all compared to the top-grade spirit treasure, and it is even stronger in terms of attacking power.

After thinking about this, everyone still couldn't believe it, and no one spoke for a while.

"Brother, have you figured it out?" Nuwa finally came to her senses, and looked at her brother with admiration.

"No, keep watching!" Fuxi shook his head and said.

"Daoist, did you know in advance?" Hong Yun asked, recalling Xuan Hun's bland expression before.

Xuanhun didn't answer Hong Yun's words, but just looked at the ancestral witches, and said in his heart: "Fortunately, I noticed the conversation of these ancestral witches earlier, otherwise, I would have been shocked."

(End of this chapter)