When the Wu Clan cultivated the Nascent Soul, even though Houtu was in front of him, it failed to attract the attention of the saints because Houtu had already transformed into reincarnation and became a special existence. [ ] But now Xuan Ming has also cultivated the Nascent Soul. If he is allowed to do so,
With the development, the strength of the Wu clan will be unimaginable.
Saints do not care about all living beings, but if someone or something may harm the status of a saint or affect the development of the general situation, then the saint will also make plans. The future battle to confer gods is a clear proof. The Six Saints of the Ancient World turned their attention to the Wu Clan
At the same time, we also figured out the influence exerted by Yujing Hongtu Tianzun.
The Six Saints still wanted to deduce the origin of Hongtu Tianzun, but unfortunately, not to mention them, even Hongjun couldn't. If Xiao Tianlei hadn't been besieged by three thousand demon gods, he would at least be the same existence as Tiandao, how could he be in his current situation?
In the entire prehistoric period, the only person who knew the origin of Xiao Tianlei was the Happy Saint Hu Lang, or the Demon God Huan Mo!
Under Taiyi's instructions, the demon clan began to have friction with the witch clan again. Although the two sides did not fight as hard as they did thousands of years ago, they also aroused old grudges for many years. In the first battle, there were also countless casualties. Taiyi collected the ghost car's Yin Yuan
, his cultivation gradually increased, his ambition expanded, and he secretly created a demon clan power that belonged only to himself.
Taiyi behaves mysteriously, but he doesn't know that there is a pair of eyes staring at him. There is also a demon master's palace in the heaven, but Kunpeng doesn't like it, so he still uses the ancient Beiming as his dojo, and the demon clan under him is also its own power. Especially Kunpeng got Xiao Tianlei
With his help, his cultivation level is now similar to that of Taiyi, and he also possesses the Hongmeng Purple Qi. He has great hope of attaining enlightenment. He sometimes obeys and disobeys the orders of the Heavenly Court. However, after all, both of them are leaders of the demon clan, and they are still relatively good at dealing with the witch clan.
unified.
Although Emperor Jun was a little deaf to what was going on outside the window, because of the constraints of Kunpeng, Taiyi could not do as he pleased with many things. The two of them quietly maintained a balance, secretly hating in their hearts that they could kill each other only if they became saints.
Free from shame.
Yujing Mountain is not indestructible by the law of heaven, so everyone can cultivate within it, so there is no danger. Xiao Tianlei sat alone on the cloud bed, watching everyone imprisoned in Yujing Mountain like prisoners, feeling angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Xuan Ming cultivated Nascent Soul,
Naturally, there is no way to escape Xiao Tianlei's consciousness.
"It seems that Hu Lang hasn't come out yet, so he wants to deal with you first!"
After Xuan Ming stabilized the newborn Nascent Soul, he went out alone to travel to the Netherworld. Since the six reincarnations were transformed by Hou Tu, and they were both women of ancestral witches, Xuan Ming felt more sad than his brothers.
Xuan Ming is an ancestral witch, and with the Nascent Soul being mature, his magic power has greatly increased, and he can compete with the mid-stage quasi-sage monks. A few days later, Xuan Ming has arrived at the Beiming Sea.
The aura of the Nascent Soul caused all the demon cultivators to treat themselves as ordinary cultivators, thus saving them a lot of trouble.
As he got closer to the entrance to the underworld and felt the familiar atmosphere, Xuan Ming couldn't help but shed tears. Just when Xuan Ming was only tens of thousands of miles away from the entrance to the underworld, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and a colorful hand walked out of the void.
The sad Taoist in the Xiaguang Baoshu. A golden cake shone behind the Taoist's head, showing a look of compassion for heaven and earth, and said to Xuan Ming: "My fellow Taoist, you can't go on this trip."
Xuan Ming looked at the Taoist in front of him warily and asked, "Why can't I go?"
Xuan Ming's tone was not kind, and the other party was not angry. He still said bitterly as if his parents had died young: "My fellow Taoist is very hostile, so you should follow me to the west so that you can get rid of your anger as soon as possible and get out of the sea of suffering. It is better not to go to the land of the netherworld.
It’s good.”
"You are talking nonsense! Leave immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
A faint curtain of rain began to form around Xuan Ming, and the glow in the sky was also separated by a touch of blue. Xuan Ming stared at the sad Taoist in front of him, feeling inexplicably afraid in his heart. Although the opponent's aura was not strong, it seemed to be deep.
The sea is elusive.
"Suffering comes from the heart. Taoist friends, such words must be filled with anger, which is really not beautiful. I will transform it into you." As soon as the sad Taoist finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and muttered the incantation. Suddenly, the glow in the sky disappeared.
Once it was gone, it was replaced by golden light. The light easily penetrated Xuan Ming's defensive rain curtain and shone on Xuan Ming.
Xuan Ming only felt a warmth in his body and mind, slowly flowing through his body. The surge of aura in his whole body was instantly calmed down, and the past battles on the battlefield also began to slowly withdraw from his mind. At this time, Xuan Ming seemed to
The twilight old man was enjoying the afterglow of spring, his heart was quiet and he looked extremely peaceful.
Suddenly, a phoenix cry sounded, and Xuan Ming woke up suddenly. When he looked at the Taoist in front of him again, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He knew that the other person was highly cultivated, so he did not act rashly. At this time, a colorful phoenix flew over, with the phoenix on its back.
There was a beautiful woman standing on it. Seeing this scene, she smiled slightly and said: "Junior brother Zhunti is not in the West meditating, why do you come here to the East?"
Xuan Ming was shocked. He didn't expect that the miserable Taoist was actually Zhunti Saint. And the only woman in the world who could be called Zhunti's junior brother was the human race's Holy Mother, Nuwa. Xuan Ming saluted Nuwa and said, "Xuan Ming has seen her before
Saint Nuwa."
Nuwa was originally a demon clan, so Xuan Ming never said thank you. At this time, Xuan Ming did not know that he had traveled thousands of miles to come to this far north, and his intention was exactly himself. However, now that Nu Wa has also arrived here, she must
It’s not just about saving yourself!
Zhunti bowed to Nuwa and said, "Senior Sister Nuwa, you are polite. This girl is destined to me in the West. I came here to ferry her to the West for meditation so that she can attain the Great Way as soon as possible."
"Junior brother, what you said is wrong. This woman is the ancestral witch of the witch clan. She lives in a careless place. How could she be related to the west, junior brother? I have calculated with senior brother Sanqing that this woman should have the opportunity to protect the Xuanmen Taoism, so she should follow me.
go."
The Western religion established by Jie Yin Zhunti is a side sect of Taoist teachings taught by Hongjun Taoist ancestors, which is not orthodox. Moreover, the two of them are only named disciples of Taoist ancestors, so their status is not that of direct disciples. The importance of Xuan Ming is known to all the six sages, and they have been divided at this time.
In the fight for the East and the West, whoever can get it will be able to control the future. Both Nuwa and Zhunti knew this well.
Zhunti rarely raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile, but it was uglier than crying. The meaning of Zhunti's words gradually became clearer, and he said: "Xuan Ming is only an ancestor's witch ear, why is the empress so persistent?"
"This has nothing to do with identity. Junior brother's practice is to abstain from desire and attachment. Wouldn't such behavior fall into the lower realms?"
The words between Nuwa and Zhunti began to soften, but gradually became more intense. Although Nuwa's strength was at the bottom of the saints, she had a special status because she created the human race and was the foundation of the saints' opportunities. What's more, Nuwa and
The three Qing Dynasties were both Oriental Taoism saints, so they had to be cautious when accepting them.
Xuan Ming listened to the words of the two saints on the side, and her expression was extremely ugly. Xuan Ming is the ancestral witch of the Wu Clan, and she only wants to be an ancestral witch. Even if she can get unlimited opportunities by getting close to the saints, she will not give up the hundreds of millions of people in the Wu Clan.
Clan members, and a group of brothers.
When Nuwa first arrived, although she lifted Zhunti's spell, she also imprisoned Xuan Ming. Xuan Ming was very worried. No matter who won or lost between Nuwa and Zhunti, he might not be able to escape the hands of the saint.
Zhunti bowed to Nuwa and said: "In this case, I still need to argue with the empress."
Nuwa smiled and said, "That's exactly what I meant."
The two saints waved their hands and placed restrictions on the area thousands of miles away, forming a confined space. After all, neither of them could kill the other, let alone a life-and-death fight, a skin-to-face fight, and a "demonstration" of what they felt in their hearts.
Nuwa was still standing on the colorful phoenix, raising her jade arms lightly, and chanting the mantra, a red hydrangea appeared at her hand. Zhunti's eyes were condensed, and his hands formed a seal, and golden light suddenly scattered from her body. She was six feet tall.
The golden body of the Dharma appeared behind Zhunti. The golden body of the Dharma had eighteen arms, each holding rosary beads, fish intestines, demon-conquering pestles and other objects. It was gentle and contained endless killing intent.
Xuan Ming's newborn Nascent Soul trembled continuously, and the ancestral witch's physical body was also affected by the collision of the momentum of the two saints. Xuan Ming struggled to escape from Nu Wa's confinement, but to no avail. At this time, Nu Wa raised the red hydrangea in her hand high into the sky
, flicked a ray of light with one finger, and saw that the red hydrangea quickly grew in size, and the light on it became more and more dazzling, and finally it looked like a red sun!
Jieyin's mouth twitched slightly, he held up the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand, and attacked Nuwa together with the golden body behind him. Nuwa also threw the red hydrangea towards Zhunti.
The huge momentum emitted by both sides instantly forced Xuan Ming to draw a large mouthful of blood. Xuan Ming's face was pale, and he could only watch as the two large groups of light were about to collide together.
At the critical moment, Xuan Ming only saw a purple figure appearing in front of him, and then a dazzling light struck. Except for the figure that was reflected more clearly, everything else seemed to be suspended, and there was no sound.
There are no fluctuations either.
Finally, the light began to recede, and the figure became blurred. The glow around Nuwa and Zhunti was somewhat dim, but what they paid attention to at this time was not that, but the man in purple who suddenly appeared on the field.
The man in purple clothes held a folding fan and looked straight ahead, seemingly turning a blind eye to Nuwa Zhunti. But just now, a strong wind separated the red hydrangea and Zhunti's golden body.
Xiao Tianlei knew the traces of Xuan Ming when he was in Yujing Mountain, and naturally knew the reason why Zhunti and Nuwa intercepted Xuan Ming. Xuan Ming cultivated the Nascent Soul, and coupled with his ancestral witch body, he might become a non-sage existence that could rival the saint.
.This is absolutely unacceptable to the Six Saints!
Xuan Ming is restrained in the saint's barrier. Although he will not be affected by Nuwa's quasi-ti magic power, he is bound to be injured. And this injury must be extraordinary. It can range from severe physical damage to the loss of the Nascent Soul.
The level of cultivation dropped drastically.
Even a saint is useless if he wants the ancestral witch to surrender!
Nuwa and Zhunti were both frightened. Both of them had become Hunyuan Saints, but they felt that the other's realm was unclear and they could not tell their level. However, the other's ability to easily break their spells was too great.
fear.
"Yu Jing Hong Tu Tian Zun?"
Nuwa looked at Xiao Tianlei, with a hint of panic in her words. Xiao Tianlei smiled slightly and ignored her, but turned to Xuan Ming and said, "Are you okay?"
Xuan Ming looked into Xiao Tianlei's eyes and nodded blankly. Xiao Tianlei continued: "You can enter the underworld first and meet the people you want to see. Leave this place to me."
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