Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

"Didn't I just say that I am the Heavenless Demon God of the Demon Realm!"

On the twelfth rank Miserable Black Lotus, the black-clothed Wutian's expression was still incomparably calm.

With his eyesight, he naturally saw Zhunti and Jieyin's way of doing things.

A saint is in the eighth heaven, and a saint is in the sixth heaven.

With his strength, it is not difficult to defeat the two.

"Let's withdraw from Daleiyin Temple first, and wait outside Mount Sumeru,"

Jieyin's face became more serious, and he said to Dainichi Pharmacist and others.

"I will follow the decree of the saint."

Pharmacist Dayi nodded quickly, he knew that the next battle at Mount Sumeru was likely to be a holy war.

This is no longer a level where they can intervene.

What they have to do now is to withdraw as soon as possible to preserve the vitality of Buddhism.

On the other side, Ran Deng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that the saints would let them stay here to fight the enemy regardless of everything.

"All Buddhas, Vajras, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas, follow me to evacuate from Daleiyin Temple."

The voice of the great day pharmacist fell, and the whole body turned into a stream of light, flying to the outside of the great leiyin temple.

The rest of the Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, Arhats, and King Kong followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhunti, Jieyin, and Wutian were left in the entire Great Leiyin Temple.

"I'm asking you, what is the relationship between you and the Demon Ancestor Luohu? Why is the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus in your hands?"

Jieyin asked in a deep voice, his face became more serious.

He was shocked to find that he couldn't see through the tight black clothes in front of him.

What does this mean? It means that Heiyi Jinnara's cultivation is definitely not inferior to him, and may even be superior to him.

"You mean the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus?"

"This thing belongs to my master. Is it shocking in my hands?"

On the black lotus platform, Wutian smiled strangely at Zhunti Jieyin.

Wutian's voice billowed with demonic energy, spreading throughout the Three Realms.

"It turned out to be the disciple of Demon Ancestor Luohu!"

The saints couldn't sit still at all, and their faces were dignified.

The Demon Ancestor, but the existence that even Hongjun Taoist Ancestor had to avoid.

If Daozu hadn't united the other three Chaos Demon Gods, it would be unknown who would win the battle at Mount Sumeru.

"Mazu is your teacher?"

Zhun Ti, Jie Yin's heart sank, the black-clothed Kinnaruo was already like this.

It is conceivable how powerful the Demon Ancestor has become after hundreds of millions of years have passed.

"We must suppress the devil in front of us with the momentum of thunder, and Mount Sumeru must not be surrendered to the devil."

She gave Zhunti a look, and Zhunti instantly understood.

The sage's Dao Yun in the two brothers and sisters climbed to the extreme almost instantly.

"Twelfth Grade Merit Golden Lotus!"

"Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees!"

The two brothers and sisters made a move at the right price.

The terrifying sage aggregates erupted in an instant.

With an overwhelming force, he charged towards the black-clothed Kinnaruo.

At this moment, the majesty of the sage swept across the nine heavens and ten places, all over the world, and shocked the three worlds.

Zhunti, Jieyin thinks very clearly, even in the worst case, his two senior brothers are no match for the devil in front of him.

The other Hunyuan and saints in Honghuang will definitely come to help.

"I've heard for a long time that the Demon Ancestor said that monks from the Three Realms are powerful, so let me experience it today."

On top of the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus, Wutian smiled strangely.

As soon as he thought about it, all the magic power of the Hunyuan Nine Layers of Heaven poured into the black lotus.

Then he sat down on the black lotus, flew up violently, and hit the golden lotus of the twelfth rank of merit and the seven wonderful treasure trees with the momentum of thunder.

"boom!!!"

The three most powerful spiritual treasures collided together in the eyes of all saints and millions of creatures in the prehistoric world.

The terrifying sage's Dao accumulation, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, sweeps across hundreds of millions of miles of mountains, rivers and land

Hundreds of millions of miles of space, quietly annihilated into dust.

With one blow, mountains and seas flowed hundreds of millions of miles upstream, and the entire Great Desolation suffered unprecedented trauma.

The three most powerful spiritual treasures, under the attention of everyone, retreated with one blow.

Wutian in black stood on the Buddha seat, his body motionless, as unshakable as Yue Zhiyuan.

On the other hand, Zhunti Jieyin's face turned pale, Jieyin was better, and his body just took a step back.

On the other hand, Zhunti has taken five or six steps backwards.

The sage's Dao Yun on his body seemed to be faintly collapsing.

The weakest sage obviously couldn't stand the blow of Mieshi Heilian.

"What a powerful Mieshi Hei Lian, even the second sage of Buddhism is no match for him. The Demon God is already so powerful, so how terrifying should the legendary Demon Ancestor be?"

"Could it be that my prehistoric land is really at the time of life and death?"

"Why don't all the sages of the Taoist sect make a move? Don't they know the truth about dead lips and cold teeth?"

Seeing the power of the demon god with their own eyes, hundreds of millions of creatures in the wilderness were completely panicked, and this was obviously just the beginning.

When the magic way really invades, how terrifying will the scene be?

Shouyang Mountain, on the square in front of the Bajing Palace, all the saints gathered together, and the saints' Taoism was shrouded, covering the sky and the sun.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the west, feeling the monstrous devilish energy, his face was very solemn, and he said slowly.

"The strength of the Demon Dao Overhaul is unfathomable. Zhun mentioned, I am afraid that I am not the opponent. Shall I help you?"

Zhen Yuanzi has lived for hundreds of millions of years and is known as the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, so he naturally understands the reason why lips are dead and teeth are cold.

Once the west is occupied by the evil ways, it may be difficult to keep the entire Three Realms intact.

Chen Xuanji smiled slightly, "It is certain to help the West, but there is no rush for this moment, Zhun mentioned, the background of receiving and guiding is profound, just to test the strength of this major cultivation of the magic way."

"That's it. It seems to be okay."

Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback, and agreed.

Indeed, Zhunti, although the two of them were practicing in the western barren land.

But with a strong background, he is definitely not weak. Even if he is not the opponent of the Demon Dao Overhaul, it is still no problem to delay for a while.

Taiqing opened his mouth slowly and made a final decision.

"As my nephew said, I'm not in a hurry to make a move. It's not too late to see the details of the magic way first."

At this time, on Mount Sumeru, Zhunti, Jieying and holding the Supreme Spirit Treasure were fighting with Wutian in black.

The terrifying sage's Dao Yun continued to stir, sweeping hundreds of millions of miles of mountains, rivers and lands.

Countless spaces collapsed, and the sky was dark, as if the catastrophe of the end of the world was coming.

In just a few breaths, the three fought in mid-air for hundreds of rounds.

Wutian's face was not red, he was not out of breath, and the devilish energy was rolling all over his body, spreading to all directions.

On the other hand, Zhunti's face was extremely pale and ugly.

Even Zhun raised the corner of his mouth, traces of blood had overflowed.

Obviously, after such a fierce battle for such a long time, even if they were allowed to pick up and lead two against one, they did not take advantage of it, but suffered a lot.

"Damn it, why don't all the sages of the Taoist sect take action, and watch the evil ways so rampant?"

Zhunti was angry and furious, cursing inwardly.I just felt a tightness in my chest, and I couldn't speak.

Jieyin's face was also extremely gloomy, staring closely at Wutian in black.

Wutian smiled slightly, and jokingly said, "If the two of you don't go all out, then the Mount Sumeru and the Great Leiyin Temple, which were built with great difficulty, will be handed over to my devil."

"what?"

"Give it to the magic way?"

"It is tolerable or unbearable!"

Zhunti, the spirit of fighting has risen at the reception!
The west of his country was originally barren, and it was not easy to build the Great Leiyin Temple.

If they just hand over to Mo Dao, wouldn't the hard work of their brothers and sisters for thousands of years be ruined in one fell swoop!
"Death Frey!"

"Nine zhang golden body!"

"Ganges Dream Realm!"

Zhunti, taking the lead desperately, used the supreme supernatural power at the bottom of the box all at once, and rushed towards Wutian in black again.

"interesting."

Wutian smiled slightly, and continued to sacrifice the twelfth-rank Mieshiheilian to fight against the two of them!

This time, the fight was more intense than before, and the terrifying mana seemed to become a violent storm, sweeping away in circles, and the earth, mountains, rivers, turned into dust and powder.

If it weren't for the fact that the prehistoric world had already set up an innate spirit-gathering formation with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

I am afraid that in this round of fighting alone, hundreds of millions of monks will fall in the aftermath of the war.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the three fought for thousands of rounds.

"Pfft!!"

Zhunti, on Jieyin, the Brahma light was dimmed, and he couldn't bear the terrifying impact of Dao Yun anymore, with a puff, he spit out a big mouthful of blood!
The golden holy blood was sprinkled on the ground. For a moment, the faces of countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Vajras, and envoys in the Buddhist sect flashed a touch of sadness.

Even his own saint was injured, Daleiyin Temple, can he really get it back?
Ran Deng was originally standing next to the pharmacist and Maitreya, but now he remained calm and stepped back, his eyes became dark.

The demonic way is fierce, and just one demon god can beat the two saints of the West.

It is conceivable how terrifying the current strength of Demon Ancestor Luohu is!
He lit the lamp and joined Buddhism for countless thousands of years, but he was stuck in the quasi-sage's Great Perfection and was unable to make progress.

If you take refuge in the magic gate, will you have a chance to prove Hunyuan?

An indescribable longing flashed in Ran Deng's heart.

In the past, Zixiao's three thousand guests, Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing, Zhunti, Jieyin, Nuwa, Minghe, and Zhenyuan, had all proved the Tao. He lit the lamp and looked forward to the Tao for countless years.
After a long time, Ran Deng suppressed the astonishing thoughts in his heart.

You need to think twice before taking refuge in the magic way, and you need to measure it carefully.
On Mount Sumeru, Zhunti, Jieyin's face turned pale, and the holy mana in his body rioted.

Even the Immortal Primordial Spirit, after merging into the Dao of Heaven, was trembling slightly.

Even the body of the immortal saint felt sore right now.

At this time, Zhunti and Jieyin felt very bitter and had great resentment.

All the sages of the Taoist sect just watched him fight against demons alone in the west, and just stood by and watched?
It's simply unreasonable, Zhun mentions it, and the resentment in Jieyin's heart is soaring!

Not only Zhun mention, pick up, even black clothes without sky are a bit strange.

There are many strong people in the prehistoric three realms, but now why no one has come out to help the two sages of West Buddhism?
Wutian thought for a while, and finally came to a conclusion.

The Second Saint of the West is doing so badly that no one is willing to help them at all.

In Wutian's hands, the twelfth-rank World-Mietering Black Lotus rotated slightly, preparing for the final blow.

When Zhunti was picked up and driven out of Daleiyin Temple.

"Fellow Daoist is so arrogant in my prehistoric land, do you think that there is no one in my prehistoric land?"

Suddenly, a mighty sound from the sky sounded, and the surrounding world seemed to freeze.

Countless ways of supreme coercion, with the power of the saint and Hunyuan, swept the world.

Even the surrounding world couldn't bear a powerful force, they collapsed one after another, and the space turned into dust and dust!
"Here we come, help is coming!"

Zhunti, Jieyin glanced at each other, flashed with excitement.

Daleiyin Temple, but the facade of his Western Buddhism, is really going to be taken over by the devil, what's the point?
"coming!"

The left corner of the black-clothed Wutian's mouth curled up a bit of coldness, obviously everything was expected.

On Mount Sumeru, the space suddenly shattered, and Laozi Taiqing stepped out slowly, controlling the innate treasure Taiji Diagram.

A saint with nine levels of heavenly conduct, coercing all over the world!
Then, at the beginning of the Yuqing Yuan Dynasty, he slowly stepped out with the ancient banner of the most treasured treasure of the innate.

Master Tongtian held the Qingping sword, and behind him, the phantoms of the Four Swords of Jade Immortals slowly swayed, carrying the sage Yachong and swept across the scene.

Afterwards, Chen Xuanji, Nuwa, Luya, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, and Xuanyuanshi broke the space one by one and slowly appeared.

Countless terrifying energies swept across the world, covering the entire Great Leiyin Temple like a wall of iron and steel.

"So many saints, Primordial Realm monks"

Wutian kept his expression on his face, but there was a flash of fear in his heart.

Although these Hunyuan and Saint Daxiu's strengths are uneven.

But the total number far exceeds his Demon Realm.

He alone is naturally no match for so many Hunyuan, Saint, but he still has a hole card in his hand
"Fellow Daoist Sanqing, all fellow Daoists, you are here. This devil has come to wreak havoc on our Daleiyin Temple. Please, brothers, work together to capture the devil and prevent the devil from invading!"

Zhunti, who was originally aggrieved, received great comfort all of a sudden.

The saints of the three realms and Hunyuan have all come, no matter how strong the devil in front of him is, he will definitely not be an opponent.

At this time, Wutian sat on top of the black lotus, scanning the crowd around, with a ghostly smile on his face.

"There are a lot of Hunyuan, saints, as the Demon Ancestor said, Honghuang is not an ordinary place, it is a place with great luck and a great source of blessing."

Taiqing, as the chief disciple of the second generation of Xuanmen, did his part to be the first to speak at this time, and the Tai Chi diagram slowly rotated behind his back.

"People of the devil way, I don't welcome you in Honghuang, and please leave Honghuang immediately, or don't blame us for being rude."

With Taiqing's Taoism, he naturally felt that Wutian's cultivation level was comparable to his.

With such a terrifying cultivation base, all of them can be crushed together.

But Hunyuan monks are free and easy, with endless means.

In the event of raging prehistoric conditions, if you act at will, hundreds of millions of lives will be threatened.

After Wutian glanced over the crowd, he slowly landed on Taiqing.

"I'd like to see how impolite fellow Daoist is."

"How courageous, for hundreds of millions of years, no one dared to talk to Pindao like this!"

Taiqing's expression was shocked, and the Taiji diagram behind him turned the phantom into reality at an extremely fast speed, and then began to spin crazily.

The ultimate magic power of the sage of the Taiqing Jiuchongtian poured into the Taiji diagram.

The prestige of the innate treasure was fully revived, it shocked the whole world, and it went to suppress Wutian in a mighty way.

"Brother Taiqing is so powerful!"

"Worthy of being the second person in Xuanmen!"

"The saint's nine levels of heavenly practice, coupled with the innate treasure Taiji diagram, no matter how strong the demon cultivator is, he will definitely not be an opponent!"

"The first day of the second generation of Xuanmen, it was really terrifying!"

The faces of all the saints changed, and they made evaluations in their hearts.

But only Chen Xuanji's eyes were calm. After defeating Zhunti, the black-clothed demon cultivator dared to stay in Daleiyin Temple after receiving the invitation. There must be other trump cards.

Just don't know what the cards are.
"I have heard for a long time about the majesty of the Tai Chi Diagram, the innate treasure, but I want to see if the second-generation disciple of Xuanmen is worthy of the name!"

Wutian in black had a thought, and a long black flag appeared in his hand.

The long flag is dancing, and there are 49 innate and immortal auras faintly flowing behind it.

This long flag, like the Taiji diagram, is an innate treasure! (end of this chapter)