Great Antiquity: Opening Projection Saint Talent

Hou Tu looked at Jiang Wuchen and suddenly said.

Hearing this, Nuwa Sanqing was slightly startled and looked at Jiang Wuchen.

As disciples, they do have the intention to plead for mercy.

But when I think about what Hongjun has done, I feel that I can't express it.

Everything depends on Jiang Wuchen's decision.

Everyone knows this battle.

Jiang Wuchen is not only the strongest saint in the prehistoric wilderness, but also an existence that all saints cannot reach! After listening to Houtu's words, Jiang Wuchen's eyes gleamed brightly, and his big hand plunged into the void.

"Boom!"

Beneath the abyss, the sound of the Dao roared, rushing above the nine heavens.

Then I saw an avenue of law runes converged into a ball of light that slowly flew out.

In the ball of light, the primordial spirit of Daozu Hongjun was struggling, but he couldn't break through this imprisonment.

"Daozu, this deity has already told you."

"You can't go this way."

Jiang Wuchen shook his head and said softly.

After Hongjun Daozu struggled to no avail, his eyes were full of loneliness, floating in the ball of light.

"When did you do it"

Daozu Hongjun's eyes were dull, and he suddenly said.

"As soon as the spread of Buddhism to the East started, it has already been completed."

"I gave you advice, but unfortunately you didn't listen to it."

Jiang Wuchen's eyes were calm, and he said lightly.

"Unexpectedly, I planned countless years, but in the end I was defeated by a disciple and grandson."

"I shouldn't have left you in the first place."

Daozu Hongjun let out a sigh and said in a low voice.

"From the beginning, you were doomed."

Jiang Wuchen's eyes were deep, and he thought of Pangu in the Pangu Temple.

Even without him, Pangu may have other ways to make Hongjun fail.

All I can say is that this road is impossible.

"Are you going to kill me now?"

Daozu Hongjun looked calm, and at this point, there was no need to beg for mercy.

"Do not."

"This deity will seal you at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, until you figure it out."

"Maybe there will be a day when we will see the light of day again."

Jiang Wuchen looked at Hongjun Daozu with bright eyes and said softly.

Now it's easy to kill Daozu Hongjun.

But Jiang Wuchen didn't intend to do so, because of the existence outside of chaos.

Jiang Wuchen had a strong feeling ever since he knew the existence of terror outside of Chaos.

One day, it will affect the entire prehistoric world.

At that point, Daozu Hongjun might still be able to play a role.

Daozu Hongjun looked stunned for a moment, looking a little surprised.

He didn't expect Jiang Wuchen to let him go.

"Also, there is no difference between you and me, and there is no enmity between life and death."

Daozu Hongjun gave a wry smile.

As far as Hongjun is concerned, Jiang Wuchen's decision to cut off his path is a life-and-death feud.

But for Jiang Wuchen, it was not.

In other words, Jiang Wuchen disdains killing himself.

"Boom!"

Afterwards, Jiang Wuchen evolved the power of supernatural powers, and the law of the three thousand avenues was transformed into endless runes, sealing Hongjun's primordial spirit at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

So far, this journey to the west has finally come to an end.

"Let's go back."