Honghuang: Guarding Xuanmen for 100,000 years, driving Hongjun crazy

There was blood everywhere and smoke was everywhere.

The chaotic gale swept everything, and the earth, fire, wind and water roared and disappeared.

There was no trace of the bodies of Nanming Immortal Lord and Ziwei Immortal Lord left. Only two streaks of light took advantage of the chaos to cut through the void and flew towards the depths of the South China Sea and the starry sky on the other side respectively.

The true spirits of the two people have not disappeared.

The karma and the energy of killing dissipated as they were about to die.

The true spirits followed the Yellow Spring River and flew into the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood in an instant, hiding among the billions of residual souls in the Yellow Spring. No one could detect their existence.

As for the two streams of light, they are the two people’s life-saving treasures.

Among them, it carries their consciousness!
"Dong Wanggong, your wishful thinking has failed!"

“Nanming Immortal Lord and Ziwei Immortal Lord wanted to follow the example of Dongji Immortal Lord and use their own explosions to drag down the demon saints, but they underestimated my strength!”

"I saw them destroyed with my own eyes. How do you feel?"

There was blood flowing from the corner of Fuxi's mouth and his body was in tatters.

Guiche, Jiuying and other demon saints were even more weak and had fallen into a coma. Several of them had transformed into their original forms, and the vitality contained in their bodies could no longer sustain their innate Taoist bodies.

Only by transforming into the original body and integrating into the world to absorb the immortal energy can the injuries be relieved in a short period of time, so as not to cause the mind and soul to be scattered and die directly!
"All living things in the world will die!"

Duke Dong stood tall and straight, speaking in a resounding voice.

He could never tell the truth that Nanming Immortal Lord and Ziwei Immortal Lord were not completely dead.

Without destruction there is no construction, only after destruction can one construct!
Get rid of the calamity and eliminate the sin of killing.

The Immortal Lord Dongji, the Immortal Lord Nanming, and the Immortal Lord Ziwei all wanted to practice again, break down their previously imperfect foundations and make them more solid, and then no longer participate in the ancient struggles.

But before they come out again, it will probably be at least after the tunnel prospers.

This is also the hope that Muchen gives to Lord Dong.

"Forced smiles and forced words!"

"Lord Dong, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation has been broken. The immortals are being slaughtered by my demon army. You can't find a way out!"

Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly, as if he was sure to defeat Dongwanggong.

The vast East China Sea is soaked in blood.

The setting sun is extremely desolate.

The Chaos Bell clanged and flew back into Donghuang Taiyi's hands.

The power of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array dissipated a little, but Xihe could barely suppress it. Donghuang Taiyi had already regarded the Dongwanggong in front of him as a dead man, so he couldn't wait to activate the Chaos Bell.

Without this innate treasure in his hand, Donghuang Taiyi really had no confidence in killing Dong Wanggong!

"This emperor is fearless!"

"Let's fight!"

Dong Wanggong burned his own magic power, and his dragon-headed cane emitted dazzling golden light. It was obvious that at this moment he was mobilizing the luck of heaven that had accumulated over tens of thousands of years, thereby gaining boundless combat power.

"You are wasting the gifts of nature. All this luck should belong to my demon court!"

When Donghuang Taiyi saw this, he felt a pain in his heart.

Only the King of the East, who is at the end of his rope, could be so extravagant as to use luck as magic power.

The war broke out, shaking the sky.

Just then!
The Bodhisattva Cundi appeared in front of everyone, stepping on auspicious clouds, accompanied by Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara and Ksitigarbha. The golden light of Buddhism was endless, shining on the sea surface covering billions of miles.

In both the Demon Court and the Immortal Court, tens of thousands of living beings put their hands together, converted to Buddhism, and automatically merged into the golden light of Buddhism.

Seeing this, Fuxi and others could only grit their teeth and swallow their anger.

In his heart, he cursed the Saint Zhunti. As soon as he saw the creatures in the demon court, he saved them. Is there any justice in the world?
"Amitabha!"

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will find the shore! These creatures have a connection with my Western Religion. After seeing my vast Buddha nature, they severed their connection with the Demon Court. The Empress and Emperor Xi should not mind, right?"

The Bodhisattva Zhunti pretended to be crazy and stupid, and said to Xihe and Fuxi.

He behaves shamelessly, but he still tries to save face on the surface.

The fact that the Bodhisattva Cundi is both in office and in power is really a bit unsightly.

"These creatures have fragile hearts, it would be better if the saints could save them!"

Fuxi looked calm and composed, but his hands hidden under his Taoist robe were clenched tightly.

If he wasn't so weak, he would have wanted to slap the Bodhisattva Cundi hard a few times.

Deceiving too much!

"This Saint has already finalized everything with the Emperor of Heaven in the Lingxiao Palace!"

"Penglai Fairy Island belongs to the Demon Court, and Fangzhang Island has a connection with my Western Religion. Now I will use my great magic power to make the three fairy islands that have sunk into the chaotic airflow reappear in the world!"

"As for Yingzhou Island, Senior Brother Sanqing has ignored it for thousands of years. I will be disrespectful and take it into my possession first."

While the Bodhisattva Cundi was speaking, he summoned the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and swept it lightly towards the void.

The chaotic air currents surged towards Penglai, and the Three Immortal Islands stopped merging into the space cracks. Instead, under the powerful magic power of the saints, they floated above the East China Sea.

The three fairy islands are connected by chaotic airflow.

The power of the Three Elements of Hunyuan transformed into a forbidden barrier that enveloped the Three Immortal Islands.

Only a saint of heaven can break it!

"Uncle Zhunti, this is wrong!"

"Yingzhou Island belongs to my Xuanmen, and has nothing to do with your Western Religion! As for the Penglai Fairy Island and Fangzhang Island, they have long been ownerless, so my Xuanmen can also fight for them!"

"If you have any objections, then I, nephew, can only summon the Pangu Banner and the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

Guangchengzi's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

According to Muchen's instructions, he couldn't let Saint Zhunti succeed easily.

This is in line with the unspoken rules of the prehistoric world.

"It turns out that Senior Brother Yuanshi's disciple has arrived!"

The corners of the Zhunti Saint's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Guangchengzi who bowed to him.

Isn't it bullying the honest people to make the Three Pure Ones' attitude clear right from the start?

If the Pangu Banner and the Zhuxian Sword Formation were to be launched at the same time, even though the Saint Zhunti boasted of his powerful cultivation, he would have no chance of transcending and would be seriously injured at the very least!
"Brother Guangchengzi, my Western Religion and Xuanmen are of the same origin, why are you making things difficult for us? Xuanmen has already obtained Yingzhou Island, so please give Penglai Fairy Island and Fangzhang Island to the Demon Court and my Western Religion!"

"If you have any conditions, please state them all."

Asking the Bodhisattva Cundi and Guangchengzi to negotiate terms would really undermine the dignity of Western religions.

So Guanyin Bodhisattva stepped forward and wanted to discuss things with Guangchengzi.

Fangzhang Island is a blessed land for immortals, and the Western Church cannot afford to miss it!
Hearing this, Guang Chengzi's acting skills burst out, and he said arrogantly: "The Western world is poor and dilapidated, how can it have the foundation to negotiate with my Xuanmen? Besides, you can't even enter the gate of Kunlun Mountain, how can you speak for the Western religion?"

"If we want to talk, I still think that Master Zhunti is the most suitable!"

It is so loud that it is deafening and enlightening.

Guangchengzi did not give any face at all, which left Guanyin Bodhisattva speechless.

The Saint Zhunti sighed and could only take action himself. (End of this chapter)