There was a vibration in the netherworld, and two terrifying auras shot up, breaking through everything, like two beams of light, standing between heaven and earth.

This is the breath of sanctification, very grand and vast.

In the world, those powerful people from all walks of life who paid attention to the human race's grand ceremony were attracted by this aura.

Immediately, my face was shocked and my scalp was numb.

"This is...the aura of the ancestral witches Xuan Ming and Zhu Rong. Have they become saints?"

"A true saint! I didn't expect that the ancestral witches would one day become saints. If those dead ancestral witches knew about it, they would definitely be smiling, right?"

The whole world was in an uproar. Just a moment ago, they were witnessing the human race's canonization, and now the tunnel has also started.

After the original heavenly way fell, those heavenly saints became useless. Now the earthly way and the human way have risen, creating saints one after another.

While they were shocked, they were also a little envious.

Can't wait to be one of them.

In some corners of the prehistoric world, Sanqing looked at him with an ugly face, as if he were mourning for his heir.

After the fall of Tiandao, their souls were squeezed out from Tiandao, and now they only have their last life left.

So they were extra careful, hiding in all directions and not daring to show their heads.

Because there are too many enemies, whether they are human race, underground, or witch race, they all have enmity with them.

Today's Sanqing is only in the realm before becoming a saint, and Lao Tzu, who has the highest level of cultivation, is only a three-corpse quasi-sage.

This kind of cultivation is really not enough in today's prehistoric times.

They witnessed with their own eyes that in a short period of time, several saints appeared in the human race.

Now, the tunnel has also begun. Xuan Ming and Zhu Rong have become saints. If they are caught, there will only be death.

"How unfair? Fuxi, what qualifications does the ancestral witch have to become a saint?" Yuanshi was like a village man standing on the top of the mountain and yelling angrily.

She dressed very low-key, did not show her power, and did not dare to reveal her aura.

Not only did he lose his holy throne, but the magic weapon Pangu Banner at the bottom of the box was also taken away by Ling Xiao.

Lao Tzu sighed quietly and said: "Who would have thought that the ancestral witch would also have this day, and that the fall of the way of heaven would actually bring peace between humans and witches?"

He looked unwilling, but had no choice but to continue:

"What I'm worried about now is that when they have their hands free, they will definitely take action against me."

"At that time, there will be no way to heaven and no way to earth!"

Ruined, completely destroyed.

Their former opponents become saints, and they retreat instead of advancing. Is there anything worse than this?

"Success or failure is in vain. In this case, there is nothing to say. If you want to survive, you can only wander in chaos." Tongtian said expressionlessly.

Although he seemed indifferent, he was still very painful in his heart. Hongjun was defeated, they were defeated, which caused the three religions to be disbanded.

In fact, even if it is not disbanded, no disciples would dare to stay.

Even their three leaders have run away, let alone the disciples below.

After hearing Tongtian's words, I nodded slightly and thought so.

"Now, we can only follow the example of the Yangmei Taoist of the past, enter the chaos, study hard, cultivate ourselves, and one day we will rise."

I said this, comforting myself in my heart, escaping is for a better attack.

"Brother, third brother, please be patient." Yuan Shi's eyes moved and he suddenly smiled. He thought of a better way than escaping into chaos.

"Although today's Taoist rebirth is weak, I think it is an opportunity for us."

"Do you think we can imitate Hongjun, communicate with the way of heaven, take Hongjun's place, and conform to the way with our bodies?"

He asked with a smile on his face, he was surprised by this sudden idea.

Lao Tzu, Tongtian looked startled. When I first heard it, I thought this idea was ridiculous, but after thinking about it carefully, it is not impossible.

Hongjun first hooked up with Tiandao when Tiandao was weak.

In the end, he made great progress and became the supreme Taoist ancestor.

Now that heaven is weak, isn't this their opportunity?

"Second brother, when you say this, I feel that there is some chance in this matter." I said emotionally.

"Haha... Of course, as Pangu Zongzong and blessed with great fortune, who else is more qualified than me?"

Yuan Shi laughed, his spirits began to rise, and he saw the hope of rising.

The entire prehistoric period was transformed by Pangu. As the Pangu sect, they naturally have this qualification.

He is even more qualified to conform to the way of heaven than Hongjun in the past.

"Ling Xiao chased Hongjun into chaos, but he hasn't returned yet. Maybe they both died long ago."

"This is the great opportunity I have been waiting for." Yuan Shi continued, feeling extremely excited.

"That's it." I didn't hesitate, nodded heavily, and agreed with this move.

Two votes are greater than one, and it doesn't matter whether Tongtian expresses his position or not.

Immediately, under Yuan Shi's command and leadership, the three of them launched an action, trying to elicit a response from Heaven.

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On the other side, Nuwa looked in the direction of Shouyang Mountain with mixed feelings in her heart.

She fell from the throne, but her brother Fuxi became a humane saint.

Who could have imagined that such a day would come.

When Fuxi reincarnated into the human race, it was just to share the fate of the human race. In the final analysis, he was just a pawn in the game between saints.

Now Fuxi has become a saint, but the saints of the past have fallen from the altar.

Nuwa's eyes were full of envy, looking at the grand scene of the human race, but it had nothing to do with herself. At this moment, she was endlessly sighing.

On Shouyang Mountain.

Emperor Jun, Ziwei, Sanxiao, Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and other powerful figures were all present to attend the canonization ceremony.

At this time, they were alarmed by the movement in the netherworld, and they all looked surprised.

"At this juncture, a saint actually appeared in the tunnel. Are they Xuan Ming and Zhu Rong? It's interesting."

Di Jun sat in the first place, with a high status and respected by thousands of people. At this time, he commented with an interesting look on his face.

Taiyi followed Ling Xiao to Chaos, but he has not returned yet. He is the only one left in the Golden Crow clan.

Zi Wei looked at it expressionlessly, feeling the growing tunnel, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Today's tunnel is really strong!"

As a spokesperson for humanity, he can naturally clearly feel the changes in one of the three realms, the authentic realm.

Based on strength alone, it is no longer weaker than the original Heavenly Dao.

Such a huge improvement is simply staggering.

Compared to humanity, it is too powerful.

"Zi Wei, don't be stunned, keep going." Di Jun reminded, indicating Zi Wei to continue the canonization.

Ziwei nodded, then his eyes moved and looked down.

The next person to be sealed was the Blue Lion. Ziwei did not care about their sensitive identities and treated them equally.

Qingshi himself never thought that one day he would become a humane saint.

No one can do this well as an undercover agent.

In the end, I became the best in Jiejiao.

Even the leader of Tongtian Cult is no match.

At the foot of the mountain, Qiang Liang, Xing Tian, ​​and Hou Yi felt the aura of Zhu Rong and Xuan Ming becoming a saint, and their expressions became increasingly weird.
Chapter completed!