Chapter 17 Hongjun preached, suppress the Lich!

The sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotuses.

Visions of immense magnitude poured in from all directions.

The huge Buzhou Mountain was completely wrapped in this burst of golden light.

Heavenly visions poured in.

Brilliant divine light, endless immortal light, and ethereal purple qi were all like a tide at this moment, raging madly.

"I am a saint, I have attained the Word and become a saint."

"In 10,000 years, he will preach in the Zixiao Palace, preach and teach karma to solve the confusion of the Dao."

"Whoever has a fortune can come!"

A voice, ethereal.

It is also like Hong Zhong Da Lu, constantly echoing in the flood waste.

Meanwhile.

Insects, fish, birds and beasts, exotic flowers and plants, all heard this.

After hearing this terrifying mighty sound, his heart was surging.

"Saint? Hongjun actually preached sanctification? "

"Great chance! What a chance! This is a great opportunity for me to hear the saint's sermon, it is a blessing for me, and after ten thousand years, we will definitely be indispensable! "

"What a saint! Touching the resonance of heaven and earth, the avenue is endless! "

......

After hearing Hongjun like a thunderbolt, the sound that constantly echoed in his ears.

All Souls was first stunned, then surprised.

By now, my face is full of shock and ecstasy!

Sage!

Between heaven and earth, there was actually a saint?

This kind of surging mana resonated with ten thousand ways.

They couldn't imagine how powerful the saint was.

Time.

Countless innate powers can't care about the Lich War that is now boiling.

Completely focused on this Zixiao Palace sermon.

For the flood and desolation, preach and teach, and solve the confusion of the great road.

What an opportunity is this?

Perhaps, they can also let these people get a glimpse of the mystery of the saint.

"I have become a saint, and the way of heaven has a feeling, and I hereby decree the flood."

"In 100,000 years, no more fights will be fought."

"Heavenly Dao Jianzhi!"

After a long time, that wisp of sound echoed again.

Invisible Heavenly Dao, the underworld responded.

An irresistible invisible force, like a ray of light, spilled into the desolate world.

Ten thousand races heard this.

Heavenly Dao Edict!

Where would the ten thousand races that were fighting dare to disobey the edict of the Heavenly Dao?

One by one, they all put down their hands.

The same is true of the Lich races.

The power of the Heavenly Dao is boundless.

They simply could not resist.

Rao is Emperor Jun Taiyi, who also converges the magic power of the surrounding body and conceals the aura.

The saints decreed, they did not dare not obey.

However, the twelve ancestors and witches are the same enemy, constantly killing, and directly rebel.

"Dijiang!"

Di Jun shouted loudly and tried to stop Di Jiang.

However, the Wu Clan is aggressive.

Now that the war has begun, how can the red-eyed witch clan stop?

Today, they are bound to destroy the demon race and dominate the flood and desolate world.

"Go and die!"

"I, the Wu clan, don't listen to the saints, only respect Pangu!"

"What shit saint? In a word, you want my twelve ancestors to stop? "

Di Jiang's face was hideous, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

Their indomitable will lingers.

Seeing that the demon race is about to be suppressed.

The saint actually obstructed it?

Where is there such a truth!

The Wu Clan is not afraid of the sky, but also afraid of you a saint?

In the face of the decree of the saint, the edict of the heavenly way.

The twelve ancestors ignored it and blatantly struck.

Di Jun's brows furrowed, and he had a premonition that something bad was going on.

was about to use means with Taiyi.

But I saw that in heaven and earth, mysterious forces converged.

One after another the starlight gathers continuously, and the turbulence spreads.

Rumble!

The surrounding void is shattered.

The surging power emanated, making people despair.

The majestic pressure suddenly landed.

The law of all kinds converges into one arm.

Hand of Heavenly Punishment!

Everyone was shocked.

The hand of heavenly punishment where the laws of heaven gather!

A moment of condensation of big hands.

Ten thousand ways sink, unparalleled power catharsis.

Suddenly pointed towards the twelve ancestors.

It wasn't a powerful blow.

Just a tap.

Coming head-on, killing the twelve ancestral witches one after another.

Directly blasted out.

All the means in them were also completely disintegrated at the same time.

Golden blood spilled into heaven and earth.

All over the body, by the way, all over the wounds of the avenue.

In a moment, hit the twelve ancestors hard!

All souls resonate!

With just a single click, he subdued the twelve ancestral witches?

How powerful is this saint?

The eyes of the twelve ancestors who had been hit hard were extremely red, and there was unwillingness in their hearts.

In desperation, he had to stop.

Such grand spectacles.

Naturally fell into the eyes of the general.

After perceiving the majestic power of the saint.

The general couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Hongjun, finally preached!" "

"Next is the sermon of the Zixiao Palace."

"A new era has begun."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a smile bloomed.

Now the two Lich races dare not make a move.

With the suppression of the saint, Yu Wei is still there.

Next.

It's time for their zombie family to play!

Who said this era was the age of the Lich race?

He is a zombie family, where is the difference?

Come to think of this.

The breath of the general bloomed and opened.

The endless zombie army rushed in, encircling the entire Buzhou Mountain.

The corpse is billowing and the anger is surging!

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