Honghuang: The comprehension is against the sky, and he marries Yunxiao at the beginning

Sun Wukong stood on Lingshan Mountain, the luck of the Western religion boiling around him, and as the luck surged in, his strength continued to increase.

Seeing the changes in Sun Wukong, the other three corpses of the saints no longer had any scruples and even did not hesitate to consume their own energy in order to interrupt Sun Wukong.

They sat upright in the void, their eyes glaring like angry diamonds, with golden lotuses emerging beneath their feet.

His figure rose rapidly, and lotus flowers bloomed with every step. In an instant, another image of a saint appeared, and the fragrance of pear wood filled the entire sacred mountain.

The Dharma image stands upright with his feet on a lotus platform. Twelve kinds of rainbow lights appear behind his head, including infinite light, boundless light, and unobstructed light.

The Dharma image exudes a terrifying aura, and the laws of heaven are manifested in every move he makes.

"Give me back the fortune of the Western Religion!" the Three Corpses of Saint roared.

They could not accept the fact that Rāhula was devoured by the demon ancestor Rāhu.

Now, Luohou is transferring the energy of Mahayana Buddhism to Sun Wukong, and they cannot tolerate this even more.

Even if they had to use their own essence, even if they had to kill Sun Wukong, they would never allow this to happen.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dharmadhatu had already taken a step forward. The mere movement of moving forward shook the entire world.

This is the Dharmadhatu. One thought can create the world, and one thought can destroy all living beings.

The rules of heaven and earth are disrupted, and the Dharmakaya world can almost suppress everything.

At this moment, the three corpses of the saint have nothing to worry about, and the Dharma world has almost merged with the rules of heaven.

Even if Sun Wukong's strength is improved with the blessing of luck, he will definitely not be a match for Dharmakaya.

However, the next moment, the void around Sun Wukong vibrated, and twelve different divine lights emanated from his body.

The divine light was bright and dazzling, and the Dharmakaya world transformed from the three corpses of the saint was directly pushed away by the divine light.

Looking carefully, I saw a drop of purple-black blood coming out of Sun Wukong's body, and the blood exuded ancient and primitive fluctuations.

The divine light that exploded the Dharma world and heaven emanated from this drop of blood.

Even Sun Wukong had not expected this scene. He only knew that Senior Black Mist was hidden in his body, but he didn't know that there was such a drop of terrifying blood essence left in his body.

Just one drop of essence and blood can block the attack of the Three Corpses of Saints.

Just as he was thinking, the drop of essence blood had changed. It turned into twelve drops of essence blood, each drop of essence blood had a different color.

But even though the colors of the essences and blood are different, they all emit the same ancient and primitive fluctuations.

"What is this? The essence and blood of the ancient witch!"

With just one glance, the Three Corpses of Saints could see the origin of these twelve drops of essence and blood.

The only possibility for something with such a simple and primitive aura to be able to exert such power is the essence and blood of the ancestor witch.

After seeing the blood of the Ancestral Witch appear, he vaguely guessed a possibility and felt something was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, the twelve drops of essence and blood shone brightly, and the Mahayana Buddhist luck that was originally condensed around Sun Wukong was inexplicably attracted.

The luck of Mahayana Buddhism poured madly into the twelve drops of essence and blood, and the essence and blood accepted everything that came, absorbing the massive luck of Mahayana Buddhism like a whale swallowing water.

Boundless evil energy gathered madly, and as the luck of Mahayana Buddhism was continuously absorbed, the essence and blood also began to change.

One after another, figures emitting a terrifying aura emerged, containing the primitive aura of various laws.

These twelve figures were none other than the twelve ancestor witches who once dominated the prehistoric land. With the help of massive luck, the essence and blood of the ancestor witches turned into the phantoms of the twelve ancestor witches.

As the shadows of the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared, the faces of Patriarch Bodhi and the other two became increasingly ugly. Dharmadhatu, who was fighting with Sun Wukong, tried his best to stop the changes in his essence and blood.

However, the next moment, flags appeared in the hands of the Ancestral Witch's phantom.

Each flag is as tall as a person, and is filled with murderous intent. These are the Dutian Shensha Flags.

As the flags fell into place, extremely strong evil spirit appeared out of thin air, surging in all directions. The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation had taken shape.

In just a moment, the evil spirit condensed in the formation has evolved into substance, the aura above the flag of the gods and evil spirits is also rising continuously, and Sun Wukong's aura is rising even more continuously.

The formation shone brightly, and a shadow of the Ancestral Witch gradually solidified, and the aura on his body became even more terrifying.

Above the shadow of the Ancestral Witch, the primordial aura of various laws surged like a powerful force that could destroy everything in its path.

But this is not the end yet. Twelve Dutian Shensha flags began to circle continuously and finally gathered in the same position.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches followed closely behind and also gathered together as the flags of the gods and demons in the heavens moved.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely tall shadow holding a huge axe appeared.

He had an indifferent expression and was intimidating without even getting angry. His mere presence made people dare not look directly at him.

"Pangu's true body!" the three corpses of saints murmured to themselves.

He knew the identity of this figure. This figure was none other than Pangu's true body condensed from the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

The reason why the Wu Clan was able to dominate the prehistoric land back then was because of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and Pangu's true body.

In their heyday, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could be compared to half-saints with this body. Even if it is only the shadow of the Twelve Ancestral Witches now, it is enough for him to take it seriously.

While thinking, Pangu's true body seemed to merge with Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong's aura was also elevated to the level of a peak quasi-saint.

Sun Wukong held the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand, but it seemed as if he was holding the giant axe. With every move he made, he could feel the terrifying power contained in his body.

Seeing the changes in Sun Wukong, the Three Corpses of Saints were shocked and angry, but they had no intention of giving up.

This concerns the fate of Mahayana Buddhism and the future of the entire Western religion. How could he give up this matter so easily?
At this point, the only way to save everything is to defeat the phantoms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

While thinking, he had already mobilized more origins at all costs and activated the Dharma Realm again.

As the origin poured into it, the Dharmakaya world shone brightly, the patterns of the Avenue spread all over the Dharmakaya, and the runes of the Avenue kept jumping around the Dharmakaya.

Every move he made annihilated everything around him and made the heaven and earth tremble.

This level of power has almost surpassed that of a quasi-saint and has reached the limit of the quasi-saint level.

Seeing this, Dizang and others took a breath and their tense nerves relaxed slightly.

Although everything today has been full of twists and turns, there is a human emperor who has attained the status of a quasi-saint, three saints, the three corpses of immortal gods, the demon ancestor Rāhu who has taken over the body of the Buddha, and the shadows of the twelve ancestor witches have reappeared.

But it is obvious that the Three Corpses of Saints are already angry, and they are determined to stop everything from happening no matter how great the cost.

In their view, if the three corpses of the saints attacked in anger, even if Sun Wukong had the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, he would have absolutely no chance.

However, seeing the Dharmakāya coming towards him, Sun Wukong showed no fear. Instead, he, who controlled the ultimate power, smiled.

"Come on, you're just in time. I was just about to try it!" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

He has always wanted to take revenge on Ran Deng and the Western Church.

Now, Rāhū has been devoured by Senior Rāhu, which can be regarded as revenge for them. However, his feud with the Western Religion did not end easily. He knew that the real plot was against the two saints of the Western Religion, and the entire Western Religion would benefit in the end.

It is not difficult to see from the reactions of the three corpses of the saint that the Western religious fortune absorbed by the essence and blood of the ancestor witch is extremely important to Western religion.

As long as there is an opportunity that is harmful to Western religion, he will naturally not let it go easily. He holds such powerful power, how can he let go of such an opportunity?
And for him, such a battle is an extremely valuable experience.

In the process of fighting, he couldn't help but touch upon other aspects and find the possibility of further progress.

Seeing Dharmadhatu approaching, he mobilized his own strength to the maximum extent and took the initiative to meet him.

"Boom!"

Sun Wukong faced the Dharma Realm directly and collided with it.

The world was turned upside down, and a terrifying aura surged in all directions, causing the entire sacred mountain to be in turmoil.

A huge sound wave resounded through heaven and earth, evil spirit and Buddha's light overflowed, and the vast Tao was revealed.

The sky was dark and the earth was shattered, and myriad rules were shattered, as if the sun and the moon were about to sink.

However, the expected scene of Dharmadhatu suppressing Sun Wukong did not appear.

At the center of the storm, Sun Wukong and Dharmakāya were in a stalemate, and for a moment neither could do anything to the other.

It is obvious that the collision between Fashang Tiandi and Sun Wukong was a scene of equal strength.

This was completely beyond the expectations of the Western Religion disciples. After all, the Three Corpses of the Saint had already mobilized their own origin and almost reached the limit of the quasi-saint level.

At this moment, the three corpses of saints also realized the strength of Sun Wukong and could only place their hopes on Patriarch Bodhi and the other three corpses of saints.

If Bodhi Patriarch and the other two can defeat their opponents, they can also lend a helping hand to prevent the loss of Western religion's fortune.

But when he set his sights on the other two battlefields, his hope was shattered.

It was seen that the Three Corpses of Saints who were confronting the Human Emperor did not have any advantage. Even if they dealt with the Human Emperor at all costs, they did not gain any benefit at all.

He even suffered backlash from the human race's luck for attacking the Human Emperor, and damaged his own origin.

As for Patriarch Bodhi who fought against the Demon Ancestor Rāhu, he was not even as good as the other three corpses of saints.

Although Patriarch Bodhi possesses the supreme treasure, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, the Demon Ancestor Rāhu holds the two supreme treasures, the God-killing Spear and the Twelve-Rank World-destroying Black Lotus.

Moreover, as time went by, the Demon Ancestor Rāhu gradually adapted to Rāhula's body.

The two were evenly matched at the beginning, but gradually the Demon Ancestor Rāhu gained the upper hand.

The three battlefields were evenly matched, which was beyond his expectations.

While thinking, he fought with Sun Wukong a few more times, but he was surprised to find that the strength that Sun Wukong could exert was getting stronger and stronger.

If they continue like this, not only will the three of them be unable to suppress Sun Wukong and his two companions, they may even be defeated by Sun Wukong.

Of course, they are not without hope, as their saintly bodies are also paying attention to this battle.

As soon as the Ancestral Witch's blood appeared, the main body had already sent out the other three corpses of saints to come for support. As long as they could hold on for a while longer, the situation could still be reversed.

However, as Sun Wukong gradually adapted to the power of Pangu's true body, he had firmly gained the upper hand.

The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array was also quietly changing. The range covered by the array was gradually expanding, and eventually covered the entire Lingshan Mountain.

As for the other two battlefields, Li Shimin and the Demon Ancestor Luohou also had the upper hand.

However, the next moment, Patriarch Bodhi, who had been persevering, smiled.

"finally come!"

He could clearly feel that the other three corpses of the saints were about to arrive.

As long as the other three corpses of the saints arrived, the situation could be reversed in an instant.

They want to take back the fortune that belongs to the Western religion and also suppress the demon ancestor Rāhu again.

However, just when Patriarch Bodhi and others thought the situation had been settled, the entire Lingshan Mountain began to shake violently.

Unconsciously, twelve flags of the gods and demons of the sky had appeared in various locations in Lingshan, and the Twelve Gods and Demons of the Sky formation had enveloped the entire Lingshan.

Various original laws filled the formation, bursting out with sky-high light, and strong winds, huge waves, and thunder almost reopened the world.

In the big formation, the power of killing was rampant, and all kinds of origins seemed to transcend and break through thousands of rules, and even the disciples of the Western Sect rushed forward.

Almost instantly, those origins had devoured the Western Sect disciples, and their souls were scattered. The evil spirit in the formation also increased to a higher level.

Seeing this, Patriarch Bodhi’s smile came to an abrupt end. Without caring about his own safety, he directly activated the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, intending to protect these Western Religion disciples.

However, the incident happened suddenly and they did not expect it at all.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was only able to save a few disciples, as most of the disciples were devoured by the origin.

An even more terrifying evil spirit filled the formation. Seeing this, Patriarch Bodhi finally realized what was going on.
At this moment, several other saints and three corpses happened to arrive, but Patriarch Bodhi's attention was always on the Twelve Heavenly Demons Array.

In the formation, Pangu's shadow had dissipated and turned into the shadows of the twelve ancestor witches.

The luck of the Western religion is being continuously absorbed by the phantom, and the boundless evil spirit transformed by the Western religion disciples is also merging with the phantom.

As the luck and evil spirit were absorbed, the shadows of the Ancestral Witch solidified, and his eyes became more lively. This was the Ancestral Witch reviving.

In an instant, the shadow of the Ancestral Witch turned into reality and stood in the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

That is Dijiang, who has a body like a lamp, six wings and four legs; that is Ju Mang, who has a bird's body and a human face, and is covered with red scales and steps on a fire dragon.
The most primitive origin of heaven and earth floated around them, and the formation was filled with various origins of heaven and earth.

Countless years passed, and with the help of the vast amount of luck from the Western religion and the evil spirit transformed by the Western religion's disciples, the Twelve Ancestral Witches reappeared in this world.

Seeing the appearance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, even if the three corpses of six saints arrived, Patriarch Bodhi and the other six had no plans to take action.

"This matter is far from over!" said Patriarch Bodhi viciously.

He was both angry and furious, but he attached great importance to the appearance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

These were the twelve Ancestral Witches. When they joined forces, they were equivalent to semi-saints. Even if the six corpses of saints joined forces, they were still extremely difficult opponents.

What's more, in addition to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there are also Sun Wukong and three others here.

But even so, they had to fight, because today's battle was related to the fate of Western religion!

The battle was still going on. At the same time, in the Lingshan Taoist Temple in the chaos, the faces of the Taoists Zhunti and Jie Yin turned pale when they saw all this.

At this point, how could they not understand who was behind all this?

The next moment, the two disappeared from the Lingshan Dojo. (End of this chapter)