Laozi, the Great Supreme Being

Chapter 1059 The situation is great, but there is no end of the road

Hearing this, Kong Xuan, the Peacock Ming King, felt a chill in his heart. Then he thought that the Demon Ancestor Wu Tian, ​​for his own purposes, did not hesitate to throw thousands of disciples of the Western Demon Sect into the altar and turn them into blood and water to supply himself, for his ultimate goal. , it may be that the entire Western Demonic Cult will eventually be buried with it, but it will be difficult to shake it at all.

"Everything you want to know has been explained clearly, so come here obediently and hand over your power of the sun."

The Peacock Ming King Kong Xuan knew the cause and effect of the matter. When he wanted to escape, he was shocked. The void around him had been completely locked by Demon Ancestor Wutian, and the speed he relied on to survive was as if he was trapped in a quagmire. slow.

"brush!!!"

With a faint smile, Demon Ancestor Wutian moved his palm lightly in the direction of Kong Xuan's escape, and very slowly grabbed his body. Kong Xuan was unable to escape and was caught in the palm of his hand.

"Master, save me, Master, save me. It's Kong Xuan's fault."

Kong Xuan, the Peacock King of the Ming Dynasty, knew that he could not escape, so he was unwilling to end up like this and began to cry for help loudly in the direction of the ruined palace.

He hopes that Taiqing Saint Tang Feng will help him out of past friendship.

Taiqing Saint Tang Feng heard Kong Xuan's shouts, and his calm eyes frowned slightly.

He has suffered deep internal injuries and is no longer a match for Demon Ancestor Wutian. Going out at this time will be useless.

"Fellow Taoists, I wonder who can help this poor Taoist. I will be grateful in the future."

After hearing the words of Saint Taiqing, the scene fell into a dead silence, and no one offered a word to help.

Tang Feng watched for a long time and realized that these people were afraid of Demon Ancestor Wutian's authority and did not dare to take risks easily. He thought for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Everyone, you don't have to worry. This is a good time for us to capture Demon Ancestor Wutian. Now his bloody altar is gone, and he himself has suffered great internal injuries. There is no opportunity. Lost."

After hearing this, the saints present became slightly interested, but their eyes wandered away, and they could not make up their minds for a while, whether they should take action at such a dangerous moment.

The leader of Dongfang Jie Sect, Master Tongtian, his face also changed for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Senior brother, I will fight for my nephew Kong Xuan."

Tang Feng, the saint of Taiqing, saw that his second junior brother, Master Tongtian, stood up on his own. He knew in his heart that his second junior brother was really ruthless in doing things and knew how to seize the opportunity. No wonder the disciples of Jie Jiao in the future would far surpass the other disciples of the great sect. Quantity and talent.

"Thank you, junior brother, for taking action. I have recorded this cause and effect, and junior brother will definitely be able to help me when I am in danger in the future."

Taiqing sage Tang Feng spoke out. “Good, it’s enough for my senior brother to say this.”

After saying that, without any more words, the Tongtian Cult Leader turned into a white smoke and flew high into the sky.

"Tongtian dares to stop me with your strength. How brave you are."

Demon Ancestor Wutian saw someone approaching, his eyes widened, and he snorted coldly.

"Wutian, you are at the end of your rope, don't make any more painful struggles. I am a poor man who accepts God's will in his hands and obeys his ordinary heart. Why not?"

"Jie Jie, in that case, let me see what you are capable of and how shameless you are."

Demon Ancestor Wutian didn't take Leader Tongtian seriously at all, and he even looked down upon the two saints joining forces.

Leader Tongtian and Kong Xuan looked at each other, and both saw a little anger in each other's eyes. The great saint of the generation was actually ignored in front of others, and their hearts were filled with anger.

“Bang bang bang!!”

The two sides had a speechless battle. Although the two saints had a numerical advantage at the beginning, they could only parry against Demon Ancestor Wutian who was at his peak and had no power to fight back. However, as time went by, the situation changed. Slowly it got better.

"Boom!!!"

There was another fierce collision, and a black figure fell from the sky in a slightly embarrassed manner.

When everyone in Honghuang looked closely and saw that the missing person turned out to be Demon Ancestor Wutian, their expressions suddenly turned to ecstasy.

It seems that with the passage of time, the shortcomings of Demon Ancestor Wutian's lack of successors have begun to show up.

"Relying on the power of blood sacrifice, I was lucky enough to reach the peak of the saints in a short period of time. It is indeed not considered superior. The first person under the way of heaven, Taoist Hongjun, practiced for thousands of years before he reached the realm of heaven by chance. And this Demon Ancestor Wutian is just a mere saint who wants to use the power of the formation to achieve the same effect, but he is still weak and suffers from the lack of years of accumulation."

The Second Saint of the West received Zhunti and saw that this situation was very good for the prehistoric side, and he was overjoyed.

Hearing these words, the great masters and disciples around him all shed their sorrows, and spoke words of comfort to the left and right.

Compared with this, the remaining believers of the Western Demonic Cult are in a state of misery.

(End of this chapter)