Laozi, the Great Supreme Being

Chapter 985 The power of merit, Wutian is furious

The Eight Treasures Merit Pool suddenly exploded in the hands of Demon Ancestor Wutian, and the blood in the sky was turbulent. After a long time, it slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of Demon Ancestor Wutian. At this time, Wutian was in a very embarrassed state, and it could be seen that , one of Demon Ancestor Wutian's arms was cut off by the huge immortal power, and a shocking scratch appeared on his chest, almost piercing it from front to back.

There was a trickle of blood flowing out of it.

At this time, Demon Ancestor Wu Tian was in a very embarrassed state, and his immortal power began to decline rapidly, and he was no different from an ordinary saint.

Touching his wound with one hand, his expression became extremely ferocious.

"Jie Jie, what a good method, you are worthy of being a Western saint who has such methods at his fingertips!!"

Demon Ancestor Wutian said sarcastically.

"Wutian, don't make any unnecessary struggles. Your fate has been determined. To dominate the ancient world with your ability is simply a dream."

"If fellow Taoist can come back and find safety, Pindao can guarantee to spare your life."

Lord Tongtian, the leader of the Jie Sect, said with a cryptic look in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, don't be too happy, I will never fail."

Wutian taunted and refused to surrender at all. Instead, he formed magical runes on his hands and once again transformed into a majestic altar. Then, without waiting for the demon messenger on the altar to pay him respects, he couldn't wait to swallow the entire altar in one gulp. Even the messengers of the Demon Cult did not escape and directly became the blood food for Wutian's healing.

As the devouring progressed, Demon Ancestor Wutian's withered blood began to recover somewhat. Such a scene horrified the prehistoric saints present.

They all exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't delay any longer, and don't worry about the dignity of the saint. All fellow Taoists, please come together. You must not be allowed to recover, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of Chanjiao, spoke out.

"Jie Jie, you are really overestimating your capabilities and wishing to turn the tide with your own strength is really wishful thinking."

Demon Ancestor Wutian's pupils turned red because he had absorbed too much blood, and there was strong ridicule in his tone. He immediately waved his hand, and a black lotus flew out of his palm. Then everyone in the prehistoric era saw, A dilapidated palace became shattered, and many disciples and grandchildren who were below the quasi-sage also suffered disaster and were directly obliterated by the black lotus. No one could escape.

"Hahaha, it is a joke to join forces to resist me. I have given you a chance, but you saints of the ancient world don't know how to cherish it. So don't blame me for going on a killing spree. This ancient universe must also be purified. It’s time to change your appearance, otherwise it would be a bit monotonous if they were all the same old faces.” Demon Ancestor Wutian’s blood-red eyes looked at the faces around him filled with fear and extreme despair, and suddenly there was a feeling of loneliness among the masters. A feeling of enlightenment. No wonder Taoist Hongjun became a first-class existence in the prehistoric world and retired to the world again. These saints seemed to be unattainable existences in the past, but now it seems that they are in front of him. Just a group of pretty strong ants.

Ants are just ants after all. No matter how strong they are, it is of no use and cannot change their own destiny.

The realm of heaven is an invincible existence in this ancient world, and everyone under the heaven is just an ant.

As soon as he finished speaking, Demon Ancestor Wutian's slightly dry fingers pressed down gently, and the world suddenly shook. Endless black mist and sticky blood reverberated on the tips of his fingers, and finally evolved into a sword light moving towards him. It shot from the direction where many saints gathered.

Seeing Demon Ancestor Wutian take action again, everyone in the prehistoric era felt chills in their hearts. The immortal power in their bodies surged crazily, forming an extremely thick protective shield.

"It's not enough. Fellow Taoists, you don't need to conserve your strength at this critical moment. Otherwise, I'll give up waiting."

The Supreme Immortal Yuan Shi Tianzun shouted loudly. Upon hearing this, all the immortals gritted their teeth and poured all their remaining immortal power into the protective shield.

At the same time, the bloody sword light also came closer and collided with the protective shield again.

"Boom!"

The dazzling bright light illuminated the dim world. It didn't last long, and a small crack appeared on the huge protective shield. It was obvious that it could no longer support it.

The bloody energy rushed into the inner area of ​​the protective shield along the gaps in the protective shield and carried out indiscriminate attacks.

Many ancient and powerful men were affected, and their faces instantly turned pale. Even the weaker sub-sages and quasi-sages spurted out a mouthful of blood, making them vulnerable to a single blow.

With one person's power, he can fight against all the great powers in the sky. This is the strength that exceeds the limit of a saint.

The Supreme Immortal Yuanshi Tianzun of Chanjiao and his junior disciple Master Tongtian looked at each other, and both saw a trace of horror in each other's eyes.

Although I had long expected that Demon Ancestor Wutian would be extremely difficult to deal with at this time, I did not expect that it would be so difficult. Even after gathering the strength of almost everyone, they still couldn't gain any advantage.

(End of this chapter)