The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

In Wuji Land, Hongjun looked at the embarrassed Ancestor Yang Mei with a smile.

"The injury is quite serious."

"I want you to take care of it?!"

Ancestor Yang Mei's face darkened, and he turned to sit on the other side, not wanting to speak.

Hongjun laughed. He saw his old friend's awkward mood.

Looking around, Hongjun said: "My place is a bit monotonous."

As he spoke, Hongjun raised his hand and lit a ray of light, which was pure and peaceful, filled with mist and thousands of strange phenomena.

The light of the avenue illuminates the endless land.

Ancestor Yang Mei felt the recovery of his injuries and opened his mouth.

In the end, it turned into a sigh mixed with complex emotions: "In harmony with the Tao, without the Tao, without self."

"Old Taoist, old Taoist, you have finally succeeded in this endless road."

"Now, your strength is comparable to that of Pangu, right?"

"Compared to Pangu?"

Hongjun thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "I haven't fought before, so I don't know."

The confident six words made Yang Mei's eyelids jump.

"Want a fight?"

"Okay!"

He squinted at Hongjun and said in a sinister tone: "Go to the beginning of the world and ask Master Pangu!"

"That doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Hongjun looked at Patriarch Yangmei and spoke slowly with a smile on his face:
"Actually, I can find my disciple."

Click!

Hongjun's words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Yang Mei's heart hard.

Find my disciple, my disciple, my disciple...

The meaning of pride and showing off should not be too obvious!

"Who asked you?"

Ancestor Yang Mei was so jealous that his back teeth almost broke.

It’s amazing to have disciples!
He took a deep breath and felt that he shouldn't have come to Wuji Land to seek suffering.

"Humph!"

Patriarch Yang Mei waved his sleeves and was about to leave.

Hongjun stopped him again with one word.

"Okay, all joking aside, I haven't fully mastered the 'Way of Selflessness' yet."

Oh~
Ancestor Yang Mei sat down.

His expression was unusually solemn.

"what happened!"

"take it easy."

Hongjun smiled, "I took a look at the scenery on the other side and heard your chatter, so I came back quickly."

After a pause, he continued: "There is a slight deviation on the path of 'selflessness'."

"You, the Taoist ancestor, have been calculating for eternity, how can something go wrong?" Ancestor Yang Mei still didn't believe it. He would rather believe that Hongjun was still deceiving him.

"Can't I make mistakes?"

Seeing Yang Mei's serious expression, Hongjun said, "In the past, wasn't the method of killing three corpses finally perfected by us through constant trial and error?"

Ancestor Yang Mei frowned: "That being said, but..."

Seeing that Hongjun didn't look like he was telling lies, his hope was dashed.

There are endless avenues, and the only supreme being visible today is Pangu.

He is an insurmountable existence for countless seekers.

It is also the eternal peak on the road.

Yang Mei originally thought that Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, could open a broad road to the other side.

Bring a glimmer of hope to those who come after us.

"Even you can't get through?" Ancestor Yang Mei's eyes were complicated.

Looking at his lost old friend, Hongjun seemed hesitant to speak.

Ancestor Yang Mei quickly calmed down and urged: "Old Taoist, hurry up and tell us your plan for escape. Don't let the whole world be over by then, and I won't be able to help you..."

"Are you mistaken?"

"...What do you mean?"

The anxious Ancestor Yang Mei was stunned.

Hongjun said frankly: "I said that the road was deviated, but I didn't say that it was really impassable."

"Wait until I adjust my thinking and then improve it!"

Looking at Hongjun with a smile on his face, Patriarch Yang Mei knew that he had been tricked again.

"Old Dao, you have changed!"

Ancestor Yang Mei was heartbroken.

The Hongjun of the past was so enigmatic, so taciturn, and so Taoist.

What's wrong with this now?
The unhealthy trends in the prehistoric times have turned against Tiangang and affected Tao Ancestor?
"What's the situation now? Tell me something!"

Hongjun smiled and said: "I have seen that scenery, and I will definitely be able to prove it!"

"Now when it comes to my state, it is considered to be the pinnacle of the other side."

"It's just a few hundred million points stronger than you."

gas!
抖！
cold!
Ancestor Yang Mei's face turned black with just a swipe.

He gritted his teeth, "...you don't need to emphasize the last sentence."

revenge!

This must be the old Taoist's revenge for exposing his dirty information just now.

Seeing that Yang Mei was silent, Hongjun didn't try to provoke him anymore.

Turning his gaze, Hongjun looked at the scenes from all over the prehistoric time and space and took them into his eyes.

In front of Zizhi Cliff.

The Six Soul Banner was destroyed, but fortunately the Tongtian Cult Master recovered from his injuries.

He led the Supreme Beings from all directions out of the wilderness and killed each demon world.

The Four Directions Supreme, who had been holding back for countless epochs, had a strong murderous intention.

In the void.

The sacred bird Qingluan soars, and the light in Master Qingluo's eyes is like a dream.

The leaves of the world tree are shining brightly.

Billions of branches connect the heavens, and the channels open and close, transporting and connecting all the creatures in the world.

The battlefield between gods and demons.

The Tai Chi Golden Bridge breaks through the heavy gray fog, and the thirty-three-story black and yellow exquisite tower is the height of the avenue.

The saint of Taiqing guarded the boundary, and the eight immortals in the cave accompanied him.

The Lord of Gray Mist's progress is becoming increasingly difficult.

The brilliant heavenly sword hangs high like a dao.

Nuwa's true body has taken seventy incarnations, and each incarnation is the other side of the cliff.

There are more than tens of thousands of innate breaths ejected from the Qiankun Cauldron?
Xuan Gu was attacked and killed one by one with innate spiritual treasures, and his initial calmness had long since been lost.

The Eight Diagrams are mysterious, the music sounds, and the thunder rolls.

Fuxi opens and closes widely, his hands rise and fall, Kongtong Seal can always shatter a world.

The beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was immeasurable, and the Pangu flag in the heavens' celebrating clouds waved again and again.

In the time and space he was in, the battlefield had never been lost once.

The Qibao Miaoshu refreshed the timelines one after another.

The time and space broken by the devil are constantly being reshaped.

In the whirling formation, the treasure banner flutters.

The Three Thousand Great Dreams encompass countless worlds.

The ancestral dragon's orb shines through thousands of mountains and rivers.

The double blades of Yuan Feng span east and west, pass through the past and present, and break the eternal sky.

Taiyi is the sun, Chang'e is the bright moon, and Doumu is the star.

The path of the three of them interprets the most terrifying starry sky in the ancient world.

Under the catastrophe, there are more than hundreds of millions of Chaos Demon Gods?
A supreme demon god comes based on cause and effect, and kills astonishingly.

The prehistoric Hunyuan Saint was at the forefront without giving in.

This is not just because they are spiritual beings.

Even more because they are the saints of all living beings.

They are like lamps, illuminating the way forward and breaking through the fog that shrouds the hearts of all living beings.

And under the saints, there are three thousand avenues in the river.

There is even more endless splendor and splendor!

Yaochi uses the Kunlun mirror to reflect the past and present; Styx uses the killing sword to slaughter the world; Zhenyuan uses the earth to write down the era; King Pan knocks on the door of the avenue with a natal Gu...

The gods of the heavens lined up one after another, and they fought their way through the sky under the leadership of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl and the God of War Li Jing.

The Great Emperor of Humanity led the sages of the human race to light the fire, and countless warriors came forward to succeed him.

The ghost emperor of the underworld controls the four directions, and the Book of Life and Death of Yama in the ten directions.

The gates of the demon world are wide open, and the overwhelming demonic energy has spread throughout the ages.

In the ten heavens, there are hundreds of millions of immortals and gods, brave and unafraid of death.

The Demon God claims to be the calamity of the common people, so why can't the Great Desolate World be the Demon God's calamity?
"The great god Pangu himself cut it with the ax in his hand. Even if there are twists and turns, we will get everything back on track!"

The belief in victory of countless immortals and gods is like a brilliant brilliance.

The present illuminates the past, the past illuminates the present, and the light is endless.

Daozu Hongjun looked at time and space and smiled.

He smiled happily.

Also very kind.

He can wake up, get out of the self-lost state of "no-self", and return to reality.

Of course it wasn't because of Patriarch Yang Mei's nagging and spreading dirt on him.

Such a primitive world and such sentient beings are the anchor point in Dao Ancestor's heart.

He held the important task of teaching, preached to three thousand people, and helped all sentient beings.

Now, all sentient beings have also achieved him.

"Fortunately!"

"Good!"

Daozu looked at the Journey to the West universe again.

Scholars from hundreds of schools of thought shine brightly.

All the Buddhas in Lingshan become demons with just one thought.

The Corpse Ancestor general suppresses the God of Death.

Emperor Haotian smelted Dao Fruit.

Everything is changing for the better.

"Aren't you going to help?"

"Your good disciple is in a tough fight."

Patriarch Yang Mei looked at the calm Taoist ancestor, his tone was sour. "A hard fight? Is there any?"

Hongjun looked up.

Above time and space, it is faint and hazy.

Clang!
One sword is eternal.

The immortal sword intent tore a crack in the chaos, and the power of Hunyuan swept from the inside out, making the long river of order tremble.

collapse! ! !
The sword of life and death once again cuts off the shackles of order.

"..."

Ancestor Yang Mei silently withdrew his gaze.

"So, is this the reason why you, the pinnacle of the other side, are sitting here doing nothing?"

"Everyone is fighting for the prehistoric era. Don't you, the Taoist ancestor, plan to contribute a little bit?"

"Ancestor, I have made a lot of contributions, and I was killed with a sword for this!"

Ancestor Yang Mei looked directly at Hongjun. This look of calmness and wisdom in his hands was really unbearable!

They are all old foxes of many ages, and no one knows who is who.

Now this old guy might be harboring something evil in his heart!
Still pretending!

Hongjun felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Patriarch Yang Mei.

He said: "Actually, I still have something to do."

Just now.

The tunnel roared, and the reincarnation shook.

The demon god Zimingzun who completed his smuggling broke the balance of the tunnel.

Boom~~
The four ghost emperors soared into the sky, all dressed in Xuanwen fur and wearing the crown of Hengtian, each holding a jade seal and holding an emperor's sword in his hand.

"Go away!"

The tyrannical and invincible power of the devil exploded, and the four ghost emperors were no match for Zi Mingzun at all, and were swept away by raising their hands.

Endless light breaks the darkness.

The world in the land of reincarnation was turned upside down, and in an instant, Zi Mingzun opened the gate of hell.

Shen Tu Yu Lei could not stop him, and his soul was scattered.

Under the Naihe Bridge, the spirit of Wangchuan looked indifferent and only put his hands together in seals.

The Yellow Spring River is rolling and rushing, and the surging waves are constantly corroding the void;

The souls of the wronged were filled with lingering thoughts, the evil spirits were roaring and roaring, and the shrill and ferocious sound waves permeated the space in all directions.

Zi Mingzun chuckled and pointed out, and the Huangquan River stopped flowing.

The coquettish flowers on the other side are withering one after another.

The Naihe Bridge collapsed.

Zi Ming Zun is extremely fast.

He ascended to the Wangxiang Tower.

The cuffs were opened, and in the dim light, a huge hexagonal disk flew into the sky, covering the sky and aligning with the six paths.

He actually wanted to take advantage of Hou Tu's breakthrough in "Wu Dao" to seize the authority of the Six Paths!

"now!"

Ksitigarbha in Mingguan Yuyi shouted loudly, and a golden body of Dharma appeared. The glazed divine light shone brightly, and the relics in his body were clearly visible.

The mighty Dharma is extremely upright and pure, and the golden light shines in the heavens.

He held a Bodhi branch in his hand, and the light of the Seven Treasures Buddha flashed.

brush! !

The glazed light that wipes out all things is close to the hexagonal disk.

Billions of rays of light burst out.

Click~~
The bodhi branch exploded with half of the body carrying the golden body.

The disc also shifted slightly.

"Ant!" Zi Mingzun was furious, and just a trace of venting his breath made Ksitigarbha vomit blood.

The light crushes the golden body.

Ksitigarbha retreated violently and escaped into the deepest part of the eighteen levels of hell.

"Humph!"

Zi Mingzun raised his foot and stamped his feet.

The hell exploded layer by layer, and hundreds of millions of ghosts were wailed and annihilated.

"Why are fellow Taoists so angry?"

"who!"

Zi Ming Zun's hair stood on end.

Are there still unknown people on the other side hidden in the wilderness?
He suddenly looked at the sky and thought of a Taoist.

impossible! Didn't Hongjun fall into a state of Taoism? !
Zi Mingzun was shocked and angry. He gritted his teeth and shouted to the sky: "Hongjun, you and I come from the same origin, and we can never escape the eternal law of cause and effect!"

"If you directly attack this catastrophe, you will suffer eternal backlash!"

He pretended to be shocked and angry, hoping to make Hongjun shaken.

With a flash of his body, Zi Mingzun pounced directly towards the hexagonal disk.

"Noisy!"

Drop with one finger.

The demon god Zimingzun was fixed in the void.

He didn't have time to react.

With a bang, I felt that my mind was in chaos, and my mind actually fell into silence. My body and consciousness seemed to have left the material and spiritual worlds.

"It's a good item, keep it."

"You are dismissed."

Hongjun shattered the light with one finger, annihilating the demon god's form and spirit.

He left the other party behind, naturally intending to leave it to a specialized person to deal with it.

Huhu! !
Daozu left Wuji and came to Netherworld.

This is the first time since he joined the Tao that he has left Wuji in his true body.

"Forget it, let's take it away together."

Hongjun looked at the battle situation above time and space, knowing that he could not wait any longer.

His hands were glowing, with countless Dao lines, densely packed, intertwined with the broken world in front of him, enveloping the entire Netherworld.

In this way, there is nothing else in the netherworld except Pingxin Palace.

The hexagonal disk was also sent into the temple by Daozu.

For a moment, the hazy Taoist fruits in Pingxin Palace continued to solidify.

A great avenue surges out, slowly flowing down from a small stream, turning into a river and flowing into a lake, stirring up huge waves, and continuing to the final surging sound, which is endless, majestic, and rushes through billions of time and space!
"teacher!"

Hou Tu bowed to Hongjun.

"Go!"

Six rays of light soared into the sky.

Hongjun stepped up and moved to the Journey to the West universe.

"teacher!"

Haotian looked at Hongjun whose true form appeared, and he was stunned.

"You're moving too slowly."

Hongjun was a little dissatisfied with Haotian. Even the meat was brought to his mouth and he couldn't eat it.

He reached out and grabbed it, roughly smelting the Demon God Dao Fruit.

A wisp of Hongmeng purple air fell.

boom! ! !
Haotian crossed the other side with one foot.

"Go to heaven!"

"okay!"

Haotian was ecstatic.

The Emperor's Sword cuts through time, and the Haotian Mirror shines for eternity.

He rushed directly to the second battlefield and joined forces with the generals.

The God of Death vaguely saw the figure of Daozu.

He was shocked and turned away.

Hongjun kept walking.

The spiritual mountain trembles.

"Daozu?"

Tathagata was stunned.

The Tao eliminates the demon and the demon rises, the Tao rises and the demon disappears.

We just finished the thought of Buddha and Demon, and you came directly to kill us? !

Clean the portal?
For a moment, the Buddhas who transformed into demon kings trembled.

Is it too late to change back now?

"Do you want the Demon Ancestor or the Buddha?"

Hongjun came suddenly and asked inexplicably.

Tathagata, oh no.

The blessings of many treasures reached my soul, so I walked straight down the lotus platform, bowed to Hongjun, and bowed to the ground.

"Meet the Master!"

Hongjun looked at Duobao lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"That's fine!"

My friend, I'm sorry.

Disciple Sun is too sensible. Just wait for the next trip.

Hongjun followed suit and defeated the demon Xia Geng.

A wisp of Hongmeng purple air fell.

The breath of immortality erupts from Lingshan.

"Master is mighty!"

Duobao laughed.

He faced the world-destroying grind and rushed towards the sky.

"Here comes the gun!"

The hands of Moro, the prince of the demon world, were empty.

"???"

Moro looked up.

"Lian Lai!"

brush~~
The Black Lotus of Destruction disappeared.

Moro fell to the ground and sat in the void.

He looked at Taoist Duobao who was wearing the most precious treasure from the devil world.

"I???"

Moro was confused.

Don’t you have your own Taoist weapon?
At least leave one for me! ! ! (End of chapter)