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

On the chaos battlefield, the two saints and the four great Hunyuan launched an extremely fierce battle.

Taiqing Laozi carries the Taiji diagram on his back, holds the heaven and earth Xuanhuang and Linglong Pagoda in his hand, and holds the panlong crutch in one hand. He is invincible vertically and horizontally.

All over his body, he exuded a terrifying celestial light.

The holy man's nine heavenly powers were pushed to the extreme, and he crushed away towards Wutian Demon God.

Wutian Demon God showed a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

It was a sense of joy of meeting an opponent and being a good talent.

He holds a magic sword in his left hand, and a magic banner in his right hand, and he is inseparable from Taiqing Laozi.

During the surge of mana, hundreds of millions of galaxies were chopped into pieces.

The terrifying mana even stirred up countless chaotic air currents.

Between breaths, a chaotic storm was formed, annihilating countless chaotic ancient stars.

As the chief disciple of the second generation of Taoist sect, Lao Tzu Taiqing displayed a terrifying strength that amazed hundreds of millions of living beings in the three realms!
"Worthy of being a sage of Taiqing, the second generation chief of Xuanmen, boundless terror!"

"With the Sanqing here, my Three Realms are safe!"

"In addition to the Taiqing sage, Yuqing, the Shangqing sage, also has invincible resources!"

"The sage of Taiqing is worthy of being transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and he is also a role model for our generation."

Hundreds of millions of living beings in the wilderness observe everything through the Haotian mirror.

On the chaotic battlefield, Yuanshi's cold face and cold eyes, and the innate treasure Pangu Banner, also stimulated to the extreme.

The supreme chaotic air hangs down from the Pangu banner, turns into a sky-opening blade, and continuously hits the Wuxin Demon God.

Wherever the Open Sky Blade passed, even the entire chaos trembled.

The terrifying power even crossed the barriers of the world of chaos and prehistoric.

Let hundreds of millions of living beings in the wild feel clearly.

Helplessly, the Demon God stared at Master Tongtian with a huge sneer on his face.

"There is no one in the prehistoric world, and a monk from the first level of Hunyuan came to meet the enemy. Could it be to make people laugh!"

Tong Tian was not moved at all, turned his palm over, and Qingping Sword appeared in his hand.

He smiled slightly at the Phaseless Demon God.

"What about Hunyuan first level, take my sword first and then talk!"

All of the swords that reach the sky are poured into Qingping's sword.

Immediately, the Qingping sword burst into immeasurable light in an instant.

With an unprecedented momentum, he attacked the helpless demon god.

"What a mighty power!"

But the face of the demon god changed, and he sacrificed a black pagoda!
Above the pagoda, the Immortal Spirit of Innate Immortality is incomparably mighty, facing the Qingping sword!

"Boom!"

An incomparably loud collision sound, like Huang Zhong Dalu, resounded through the starry sky.

On the black pagoda, there was a very obvious white sword mark.

Unable to help the whole body of the Demon God, even more so, was shocked hundreds of thousands of miles by this terrifying sword intent.

"How does this seat feel about swordsmanship? But your opponent?"

Master Tongtian laughed, and his hearty voice swept through the nine heavens and ten earths.

The next moment, he held Qingping sword in his hand, and rushed forward again, sweeping chaos with unparalleled swordsmanship.

In the chaotic battlefield, the two saints and the four great Hunyuan started a fierce battle.

In the western land, Taoist cultivators are not idle either.

Holding the map of mountains, rivers and communities, Nuwa bursts out of breath, and she is the leader of the Taoist sect.

"Where is my Xuanmen cultivator!"

"Yes, yes, yes!!!"

In Xuanmen, thousands of Da Luo Jinxian level monks flew out from the east, south, and north in an instant.

All of them are wearing strong and sharp clothes, with fierce and terrifying aura, and the Daluo's celestial light is shining brightly.

The light emanating from his body even brightened the entire chaos a bit.

In addition, there are also nearly a hundred quasi-sage powers mixed in.

Among the magic warships, a black-clothed Hunyuan slowly walked out, and his cultivation was the peak of the Hunyuan Seventh Heavenly Layer.

He came out and saw that there was a hint of obscenity and greed on Nuwa's face.

"Where is my demon army?"

With the order of the demon Hunyuan, hundreds of millions of demon monks rushed out of the battleship.

Taiyi, Daluo, quasi-sage-level demon overhauls emerge in endlessly.

The demonic energy rolled and rushed straight to the sky and the earth, covering the sky and the sun.

At the corner of Mount Sumeru, Zhunti looked at the land in the west, the thick and strong aura of disaster, the mighty and rolling fighting spirit, completely paralyzed.

Even Zhun raised the corner of his eyes, with strands of tears flashing across.

The whole person was incomparably sad, sighed, and kept sighing.

"My western land really can't stand a war of this level."

1 years ago, the evil way invaded, and the west of his country had already suffered great damage.

Now that the war is resuming, hundreds of millions of monks are fighting fiercely in the west, and what a heavy blow he will suffer in the west.

How much time will it take to rebuild after the disaster?

Zhunti, in Jieyin's heart, a great anger rose instantly.

It's all magic!

It's all the devil's fault!
Invade his prehistoric land, occupy his Buddhist gate Mount Sumeru, and start a war in his western land!
He is ready to mention, receive and guide, and the power and the way of the devil are incompatible.

"Senior brother, let's fight together, resist the evil way, and kill him without leaving any behind."

Jie Ying's face was also full of murderous intent.

"Yes, kill him without leaving a piece of armor, plunder the resources of the magic way, and revive our western land!"

For a time, above the Xuanmen, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, Xuanyuanshi, Luya, the saints, and Hunyuan breath spread across the world.

On the other side, there are also many demonic Hunyuan gushing out from the monster ship.

Each of them held a long black flag in their hands.

The breath is faint, it seems to be of the same root, exuding a charm of harmony between man and nature.

"kill!"

Generals, kings to kings.

Under the leadership of Nuwa, countless saints and hunyuan all flew to Chaos and fought in Chaos.

Saints, all monks under Hunyuan, regard the west as a battlefield.

On the western land, countless Xuanmen monks, countless demon monks, when the enemy met, they blushed and fought together in an instant.

"Kill, dare to invade my prehistoric world, kill without mercy!"

"Hmph, I only regret that I was born too late for countless thousands of years, so I couldn't fight side by side with the Taoist ancestor. Now killing a few more demonic monks is enough."

"Kill!"

In an instant, the unparalleled Dao accumulation swept across the western land, and countless mana collided, shaking hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

At the same time, on the chaotic battlefield, Sanqing had already fought fiercely with the three major demon gods for thousands of rounds, and the battle gradually became fiercer.

"Tai Chi diagram!"

"Pangu Banner!"

"Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

Sanqing fought side by side, their blood was surging, and their mana poured into the three most precious treasures.

The terrifying light of the spirit treasure crushed the three great demon gods.

"Xuanmen Sanqing really has some strength!"

At this time, the faces of the three major demon gods became very gloomy.

"Heavenly Demon Banner!"

The Wutian Demon God took the lead in offering the Heavenly Demon Banner. Wuxin and the two great Demon Gods injected the mana of the Eightfold Heaven of Hunyuan into it to resist the peerless blow of the Sanqing.

"boom!"

The world was in turmoil, the galaxy was tumbling, and countless chaotic qi were pierced.

The power of the Three Purities was unstoppable, and in an instant, the Three Great Demon Gods were knocked out a million miles away!

The pitch-black demonic blood spilled into chaos, polluting one planet after another.

"Haha, a monk of the sorcerer's path is nothing more than that!"

Sanqing looked at each other, and burst out laughing, his eyes were full of energy, and his whole body was full of breath, soaring straight to the sky.

Since the separation of the Kunlun Mountains, there have been irreconcilable conflicts among the three Qings.

Now that they fought side by side, the blood in their bodies almost burned up.

"This battle can be over."

With a solemn voice, Taiqing slowly looked at Yuqing, Shangqing.

Yuqing and Shangqing nodded at the same time, responding to Taiqing.

"Three cleanses in one gas!"

Sanqing nodded, and suddenly shouted loudly, "Sanqing is transformed into one breath!"

Transforming the Three Purities into One Qi was originally a unique secret technique developed by Taiqing after plundering the source.

Later, Taiqing returned the origin of Yuqing and the origin of Shangqing to Yuanshi, after Tongtian.

Transforming the three cleans into one qi has become universal, and all the three cleans can be used.

At this time, as the three of them shouted loudly, they each unleashed a source of power!
The original power of the Supreme Saint continuously interweaved and merged in midair, and finally turned into three figures.

One is Taiqing, one is Yuqing, and one is Shangqing!
Sanqing, together with the avatar of Sanqing, erupted with unprecedented power, sweeping away in all directions.

Taiqing threw Panlong Bianguai into the clone's hands.

Yuqing threw the three treasures, Yuruyi, into the clone's hands.

Shangqing threw the Qingping sword into the clone's hands.

Then, the body of the Sanqing sacrificed the Taiji diagram, the Pangu banner, and the four swords of Zhuxian.

The Sanqing avatar is the treasure of offering the Sanqing to prove the way.

Then, with the momentum of encirclement, they attacked the three major demon gods, and the terrifying mana rolled, as if destroying the world.

But the three major demon gods watched all this with cold eyes, without much panic.

"The art of transforming three cleanses in one breath is really mysterious, but the three fellow Taoists may not underestimate my magic way!"

How firm Sanqing's mind was, he didn't waver at all.

The terrifying mana turned into a torrent of mana, directly submerging the three major demon gods with the momentum of thunder.

But at the next moment, Sanqing glanced at each other, and his expression suddenly changed.

A terrifying impact force continuously impacted from their mana center.

Sanqing staggered for a while, like a kite with a broken string, being shot hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Mana surged all over his body, his footsteps were a little unsteady, and he looked in the direction of the three demon gods in horror.

"What a terrifying strength, the force of the counterattack just now even surpassed Hunyuan."

This one, hundreds of millions of creatures in the wilderness looked at the picture transmitted from the Haotian mirror, and the boy was stunned.

Sanqing had already gained the upper hand in the battle, but after resorting to the method of transforming Sanqing with one breath, he was not the opponent of the three great demon gods?

Sanqing was at a disadvantage, and the prehistoric and western lands, the fighting spirit of Taoist monks suddenly fell.

For a while, he couldn't resist the crazy monk of the magic way, and retreated steadily.

During the retreat, the terrifying mana fluctuated, destroying mountains, giant mountains, and rivers in the west.

The western land is horrible, as if it has been galloped by countless giant beasts.

On the outskirts of the prehistoric, chaotic battlefield, the saints don't feel any better, Zhunti, suddenly became anxious, and there were hundreds of millions of anger bursting out in his heart.

"My Western Land!"

"Damn it, brother, go all out and kill a Hunyuan first."

All the saints of the prehistoric world, Hunyuan, fight against the Hunyuan monks of the evil way.

Among them, Zhunti has a deeper way of receiving and guiding, and the two fight against the three demon Hunyuan.

"Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees!"

"Twelfth Grade Merit Golden Lotus!"

At this time, the two of them seemed to have gone crazy, and they sacrificed all their mana to fight the three demonic Hunyuan.

It was as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his body.

"Boom!"

In the void, the sound of mana colliding could be heard endlessly. Under the attack of the frenzied Zhunti, the three demonic Hunyuan retreated steadily.

Spitting out devil's blood, his whole body was breathless, and he was instantly lethargic to the extreme.

This scene directly stunned the monks of all races.

"Sage Zhunti, it's not like he's crazy to receive and guide Sheng Mo, so brave!"

"Hiss, Zhunti, even though the lead saint is a bit thick-skinned, but in terms of defending the prehistoric world, I really have nothing to say."

"Handsome, so handsome, after the battle between Taoism and demons, I want to worship Buddhism!"

Zhunti, although Jieyin is in the dispute of orthodoxy, he does everything he can.

But when it comes to big right and wrong, things related to the creatures of the prehistoric world, they haven't gone astray.

This is still worthy of admiration.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please come and help me!"

Zhunti yelled loudly, his eyes even turned slightly red under the surge of energy and blood.

"it is good."

Nuwa nodded slightly, and the avenue of good fortune slowly unfolded.

Then, another Nuwa slowly manifested through the avenue of good fortune.

With a whole body of strength, he ranks in the realm of the eighth heaven of saints.

"Next, go to support Zhunti fellow daoist, and guide fellow daoist."

Nuwa threw the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the red hydrangea, to Nuwa, who was formed on the Great Way of Fortune.

Nvwa Good Fortune nodded, holding a red hydrangea ball, and rushed directly to Zhunti to greet the battlefield where she was.

Zhunti, the opponents to receive are three monks from the fifth level of Hunyuan, the sixth level of Hunyuan, and the seventh level of Hunyuan.

At this time, Nu Wa came to help, with full combat power, and directly supported the strongest Hunyuan seventh level and Hunyuan sixth level demon monks.

Zhunti, there is only one Hunyuan five-level demon monk left to face.

"Brother, go all out, with the power of my Buddhist sect, kill a saint!"

"That's right, you and I, brothers and sisters, will slaughter a saint today, so that all spirits can see the background of our Buddhism."

Zhunti, led the two of them, shrouded in the supreme golden Brahma light, and displayed the supreme supernatural power of Buddhism.

"Death Frey!"

"Quiet the Buddha's Light!"

Zhunti clasped his palms together, and the endless golden divine thunder exploded into the universe, and with the momentum of thunder, it charged towards the Hunyuan of the Demonic Dao.

With a movement of the thought and a wave of the big sleeve, the golden Buddha's light turned into a big golden seal, pushing down horizontally, suppressing the chaos, and pressing down on the demon Hunyuan.

The Hunyuan of the Demonic Dao, who only had the cultivation base of the Hunyuan fifth level, how could he bear such pressure, and quickly shouted, "Help me!"

The demon Hunyuan had a thought and wanted to go to rescue, but they were entangled by the prehistoric Hunyuan.

"Want to free up your hands to rescue, and treat me as a monk?"

The prehistoric sage, Hunyuan let out an incomparably cold laugh, and smashed down the spirit treasure, mana, and supernatural power in his hand.

Let Mo Dao Hunyuan be caught off guard, and he is too busy to take care of himself, let alone free up his hands to rescue.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the great repair of the magic way of the Hunyuan Fifth Layer was directly sent flying by the supreme supernatural power of Buddhism.

The hot, pitch-black demonic blood spilled down the river for hundreds of millions of miles, as if it had been severely injured by a single blow.

Wherever it passed, Chaos made a sizzling sound, as if it was being corroded.

"While you are sick, I will kill you!"

This is the purpose of the two sages of the Buddhist sect, Zhunti, receiving and guiding at the same time, and sacrificed their strongest supernatural powers.

"Buddha's Palm!"

"Ten thousand Buddhas return to the sect!"

(End of this chapter)