Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the Western Cult

Boom!

The sound of supernatural powers colliding resounded through the nine skies, and the shouts of killing shook the universe.

Above the nine heavens, rivers of blood flowed.

The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are in a fierce battle.

The palatial heavenly court suddenly fell into ruins.

The palace collapsed and the fairy mountain overturned.

It was distressing to see Zhun Ti.

Above the firmament, the four masters of the heavenly court fought with the twelve ancestral witches, the witch soldiers and the spirit treasure clashed, the demon law and the witch skill competed, and the law and the law ratio was high.

If it was in the past, they were naturally not the opponents of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but now, because of the help of merit, Di Jun and the others have greatly increased their strength, and they can barely block the Twelve Ancestral Witches with the strength of four people.

Emperor Jun's head is above the river Tuluo book to interpret the vast galaxy and the geography of mountains and rivers, and the sun essence wheel releases endless golden flames to fight with the emperor river.

The East Emperor Bell is in hand, suppressing Hongmeng, suppressing the universe, the bell rings, the five-color divine light shines on the heavens, the heaven and the earth are discolored, the universe is shaken, time and space are ups and downs, the East Emperor Taiyi relies on this innate treasure, with one enemy and six, not falling behind, showing the supreme demeanor of the Demon Emperor.

Nuwa is dressed in the glow of the sun, holding the heavenly sword, creating the reversal of the divine light, deducing the law of terror, the women do not let the eyebrows, stop the three ancestral witches, the elegance is peerless, unparalleled in the world.

The sound of the piano was melodious, resounding through the sky, Fu Xi played the Fu Xi qin, and evolved the heavenly cage with the supreme Dao sound, trapping the remaining two ancestors.

Through calculation, the great powers all know the ins and outs of this Wu clan's attack on the sky, the Wu clan advocates Pangu, is a descendant of Pangu bloodline, and thinks that no one is qualified to control the flood except them, they don't even recognize Hongjun Dao Ancestor, how can they let the demon clan ride on their heads?

The two clans have a long history of karmic grievances, and this time the demon clan established the heavenly court, completely detonating the anger of the witch clan, and immediately raised troops to attack the sky after the power of heaven and earth left.

"Two flat-haired brutes, dead!".

"The flood is created by Pangu Father God, only my Wu clan can be the lord of heaven and earth, and the demon clan should be destroyed!".

The Ancestral Witch roared.

The roar shook the heavens and the earth, shattering the stars.

The Wu clan is a natural war clan.

The more they fought, the more they bled and the stronger they became.

Coupled with the fact that two fists were invincible to four hands, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were racing with fierce combat power, soon gained the upper hand.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Di Jun immediately made a decision and led the high-level of the demon clan to set up the Chaoyuan Heluo Great Array together.

In the past battles, it was precisely because of this great array that the demon clan was able to compete with the Wu clan.

"I really thought that only your demon clan had a big array!"

As the emperor Jiang shouted angrily, the twelve ancestors and witches sacrificed the twelve heavenly god flags, the magic power was agitated, and the evil spirit was surging, they operated according to the mysterious trajectory, and the twelve laws were connected together, and finally fused into one.

An ancient vicissitudes of life suddenly permeated out, eternal, majestic, powerful, sacred, and wild.

Looking at the burly body standing up to the sky, the eyes are the sun and the moon, the head is the blue sky, and the circumference is the spine, the heaven and the earth are terrifying.

"Pangu!".

Even if it is just a phantom, the strength is less than one ten-thousandth, it still makes them tremble, and the mountains stand still, giving birth to a deep despair.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing's expression was solemn and complicated.

The phantom of the Pangu axe manifested, accompanied by the powerful slashing of the ancestral witch Pangu, and the Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array shattered like paper paste, whether it was the master of the demon clan or other high-level leaders, they all spurted blood from their mouths, and they were hit hard, and the Daluo Demon God with low strength fell directly.

At the moment of life and death, Hongjun Daozu appeared.

The old road looks unremarkable, but there are three thousand avenues between the fingers, and after colliding with the ancestral witch Pangu, he broke the twelve heavenly gods and evil arrays, severely injured the ancestral witch, and left the order of the demon palm heaven and the witch palm, turned around and left, the figure was chic and unfathomable.

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Mount Meru.

Through the water mirror, Mo Yan could clearly see the first half of the Lich War, and Nuwa's reversal of the attack on the Great Dao of Creation made him feel like an initiation, and his mouth suddenly opened.

After the second half of the Pangu phantom reappeared, it was not real, but Mo Yan didn't care, it was already a great luck and opportunity to witness this battle.

Although the war ended, the impact was far-reaching.

It not only laid the pattern of the desolate demons and witches in the future, but also stimulated the great powers.

The three retreats are cleared, and the quasi-lifting and leading retreats are also retreated.

Moyan will digest the gains, and shut himself up in the Pure Temple.

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Day and night alternate, and the seasons are reincarnated.

A thousand years later, Mount Meru.

A figure in Tsing Yi wandered through the mountains, took out part of the innate spiritual spring and spiritual soil, returned to the Innocent Palace, planted the innate fruit core, injected it with rich vitality, and then covered it with spiritual soil, watered spiritual water, and added some special innate fertilizer.

This person is none other than Moyan.

After a thousand years of retreat, he has gained a lot.

A body of mana and flesh has risen sharply, because watching the Lich War, it is quite inspiring, not only has his cultivation increased to the peak of the late stage of the Golden Immortal, not far from the consummation of the Golden Immortal, but also created a magical power of life and death, and his combat power has increased greatly.

Right now, he's cultivating spirit plants.

In addition to the pits that he had collected, there were other pits that Master had allowed to submit to him.

You must know that the innate spirit fruit that the heavenly court entertains the quasi-saint power is the innate star fruit, this fruit is produced from the innate high-grade spirit root star fruit tree, this tree absorbs the energy of the three hundred and sixty-five main stars in the starry sky, and will produce three hundred and sixty-five star fruits every nine thousand years.

For the Quasi-Holy Power, it's just a taste.

For Da Luo Jin Xian, it can nourish the body and soul.

Heavenly Court entertained thirty-six quasi-saint powers this time, each of them had two Star Fruits on the table, and both Jieyin and Zhun Ti only ate one and put away the other.

Uncle Shi took the Xingchen Fruit in his hand, Mo Yan didn't dare to ask for extravagance, but the Master allowed to mention the Xingchen Fruit in his hand, and when he achieved Taiyi Golden Immortal in the future, if he didn't use it, he could think about it.

The cultivation of the serious point is the star fruit, based on the kernel of the fruit, injected with majestic vitality, and then with the assistance of the high-grade spiritual soil at the bottom of the Thousand Lotus Pond and the innate true water, it may not be impossible to cultivate a star fruit tree.

If you are lucky, you will get a high-grade Houtian Linggen, and if you are lucky, you will get a medium-grade Houtian Linggen, and if you are unlucky, you will get a low-grade Houtian Linggen, and if you are even worse, you will get nothing and do useless work.

Mo Yan didn't have the luxury of innate spiritual roots, if the innate spiritual roots were so easy to cultivate, the flood would have been flooded with innate spiritual roots long ago.

Take the Nine-Rank White Lotus as an example, to be able to reach the top-grade innate level, it is also the ability to personally cultivate this Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus for countless years before it succeeds.

Of course, Mo Yan also paid attention to the other fruit cores, all of which were innate spirit cores, and they all had the potential to transform into spiritual roots.

After doing this, he stayed in the mountains for a hundred years, and the master and uncle were still in retreat, thinking that he had traveled through the pure heart bamboo for tens of thousands of years, and had been apprenticed to the master for thousands of years, and had been circling around Mount Meru and Lingtai Mountain, and going to the heavenly court was only for a short time.