At this time, there was no one to stop Daode Tianzun, and he had already arrived at the Ancestral Witch Hall. However, at this time, Di Jiang, the twelve ancestral witches, stopped Daode Tianzun: "Sage, Lin Lei, the benefactor of the witch clan, is in seclusion to become a saint. I hope the saint can understand.
, don’t disturb Zhuanzhuan Honghuang to read all directions!”
When Daodetianzun heard this, he immediately became angry. He pointed at Dijiang's nose and said: "Dijiang, in the battle between lich and lich, if I, Sanqing, had not come forward to mediate, you witch tribe would have been killed by Nuwa and Tianting."
Destroyed! For the sake of you and me, please get out of the way as soon as possible, otherwise, the power of the saint cannot be resisted by you quasi-sages!"
"Huh, Moral Heavenly Lord, to put it bluntly, you are here for the fruits of merit. Otherwise, how would you care about the war between lich and demons? I advise you to go back where you came from. Otherwise, with my twelve capitals of gods and demons,
Although the great formation cannot restore the power of Pangu's physical body, as long as it exerts one percent, it can suppress you!" Di Jiang snorted coldly, the Sanqing Saint hated the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't hate them.
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"Okay, Di Jiang, that's it! From now on, I, Sanqing, will cut my ties with your Twelve Ancestral Witches and die!" Daode Tianzun roared angrily, and with a strong holy power, he struck down with one palm.
Di Jiang looked coldly at the palm of Daode Tianzun and shouted loudly. The twelve ancestral witches worked together and slowly formed the shadow of Pangu's true body. He sent out a palm and his palms collided in mid-air.
At the same time, the power of the saint suddenly surged out, causing the entire Wu Clan territory to shake violently. For a time, countless mortals died in the catastrophe of this palm.
With one palm pass, the formation of the gods and demons of the Twelve Capitals was evenly matched with the Daode Tianzun. This shows how powerful the formation of the gods and demons of the Twelve Capitals is.
Daode Tianzun is well aware of the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, but he was really confused by Di Jiang just now. However, now that the matter has come to this point, his face has been torn, and he is the only one to compete. He cannot let that
Lin Lei, an outsider, took away the fruits of merit in vain.
Above the sky, at the edge of the clouds, Lingbao Tianzun's Four Immortal Swords have turned into sword nets. Attacking and not defending, they are fighting against the Two Saints of the West. The palm of the receiving hand is of great mercy and compassion, combined with the golden light of the relic.
, firmly restrained Lingbao Tianzun, while Zhunti frantically brushed the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and attacked Lingbao Tianzun fiercely. In history, Lingbao Tianzun's Immortal-killing Sword Formation was caused by the two sages of the West.
Joined, was defeated by the Three Religions and Four Saints, and defeated Lingbao Tianzun!
However, Lingbao Tianzun has not launched the Immortal Killing Sword Formation yet, and the opponent is only the Second Saint of the West, but the battle is a draw. This makes Jieyin and Zhunti very shocked. They never expected that in terms of attack power,
, this Lingbao Tianzun is actually so powerful, I am afraid the Sanqing cannot underestimate him in the future.
"Brother, with these three pure beings here today, it is impossible for the two of us to obtain the fruits of merit. It is better to leave here and practice in seclusion so that we can have plans in the future!" Seeing that something was not going well, Zhunti gave birth to a child.
Detachment.
"What my junior brother said is true. I, the Buddha, saves all sentient beings in the world. The three pure beings are cruel and greedy. Sooner or later, they will arouse the wrath of heaven and people. We will return to the Western Pure Land and open the door to Buddhism. Even if you and I cannot fight against these three pure beings in the future, I
When the disciples swarm up, they can squeeze it out of the primitive evolution path and read it in all directions!" With a jump in his eyes, he held the relic and slapped it with one palm. Infinite light suddenly burst out, forcing Lingbao Tianzun back.
The man then pulled away and flew away quickly towards the west.
Lingbao Tianzun split the infinite light with a sword, looked at the back of the two saints in the west, and said with disdain, "Humph, you two will always hide in the western world, don't come out!"
At the same time, the fight between the original Tianzun and Nuwa also reached a fever pitch. In any case, Nuwa took a shortcut and used her merits to rise to the holy level. Although Lin Lei is currently using his merits to improve his cultivation, he
I have cultivated to the Holy Throne before, but this time I just used my merits to recover from my injuries, plus all kinds of rules. Once I ascend to the Holy Throne again, I will only complete all the major cultivations and truly ascend to the throne of the first person under the Immortal Emperor.
The throne of the saint.
When the Pangu flag was flipped, a piece of void was torn apart. Space turbulence flowed, like countless sharp knives, cutting towards Nuwa. However, Nuwa could only defend herself under the attack of the original Tianzun.
There is no offensive ability at all.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi saw nothing wrong with their eyes. A great opportunity to become a saint was about to go to waste. However, Nuwa couldn't defeat the original Tianzun, so how could they fight?
In fact, if Di Jun was not the Lord of Heaven, the fate of the demon clan would only have declined a little, but the foundation was still there. Otherwise, the original Tianzun would have really wanted to kill Di Jun and Tai Yi with one palm!
"Brother Emperor, what should we do? With the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell, we should be able to withstand the fierce power of Pangu Banner for a while and give Saint Nuwa a chance to attack!" Taiyi's eyes were burning with fighting intent. If he said
Among the demon clan, the one with the best chance of becoming a saint in recent years belongs to Taiyi!
"Emperor brother, don't act rashly. Today's events are a foregone conclusion. Even if we can help Saint Nuwa defeat the original Heavenly Lord, what about Lingbao Heavenly Lord and Daode Heavenly Lord? If those two saints swarm us, even if we are worthy of the hundred thousand heavenly soldiers in heaven,
General, is there any chance of victory?" Di Jun looked at Sanqing Saint with a gloomy face, his heart already filled with rage, and he said angrily.
"What the emperor said is absolutely true. Even so, we tell Saint Nuwa to leave this place of right and wrong and return to heaven!" Taiyi is a very decisive person. Since there is no chance of winning, he will give up immediately.
Di Jun took a deep look at Taiyi, exhaled deeply, and said: "Okay!"
In fact, Saint Nuwa had already thought of quitting, but due to the presence of Emperor Jun and Taiyi, she could not go down the steps. After hearing the conversation between Emperor Jun and Taiyi, Saint Nuwa once again used the Three Thousand Worries Silk to temporarily force her to retreat.
After retreating from the original Tianzun, he immediately rolled up Emperor Jun and Taiyi and flew towards the sky.
The original Tianzun had a cold expression, snorted coldly, and then fell in the direction of the Ancestral Witch Hall. At this time, the Lingbao Tianzun had already fallen next to the Daode Tianzun. At this moment, the three pure saints gathered together again, and the Twelve Ancestral Wus suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
The Pangu shadow was a little unstable, with cracks appearing everywhere.
"Sanqing, please don't bully others too much. Otherwise, even if I, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, die in battle, I won't let you interfere with Fellow Daoist Lin's promotion cultivation!" Di Jiang roared loudly.
At this point, there is no saint in the Wu Clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches have pinned their hopes on Lin Lei, hoping that Lin Lei can inherit their love of guarding and become the first saint of the Wu Clan in the future.
"Huh, Twelve Ancestral Witches, now that I, the Sanqing Sage, am here in person, even if you use the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to condense Pangu's shadow, how long can you last? The fruits of your merits, even if they are destroyed by Lin Lei at this time
After swallowing it, we also have magical powers to force it out!" Lingbao Tianzun said loudly.
"Twelve Ancestral Witches, do you think that this newly promoted saint will be more powerful than our Sanqing? I see you should give way obediently, lest my Pangu body be wiped out from now on!" the original Tianzun threatened.
"Sanqing, if you want to fight, fight. I, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, have made up their minds and will not retreat even a step!" Di Jiang roared repeatedly, and the Pangu shadow also moved slowly, covering Sanqing with one punch, and smashed it away.
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"Second brother, third brother, don't talk to these twelve barbarians, break through quickly!" Daode Tianzun roared madly with anger, and the Tai Chi diagram appeared in his palm. In an instant, it blocked the sky and the sun, blocking Pangu.
A punch from the shadow.
Primordial Heavenly Lord and Lingbao Heavenly Lord took advantage of the opportunity of Pangu Shadow's meal, and both attacked. Pangu Banner and Zhuxian's Four Swords stirred wildly, and hit Pangu Shadow's body one after another. Pangu Shadow didn't even stop for a moment.
After being supported, it fell into pieces and turned into twelve rays of clear spirit, returning to the Baihui Point of the twelve ancestral witches.
"Poof...!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches opened their mouths and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons was broken, and they fell to the side in despair.
Di Jiang turned back and glanced at the Ancestral Witch Hall, his eyes quickly dimmed, and he murmured: "Fellow Daoist Lin, our twelve Ancestral Witches have tried our best!"
In the Ancestral Witch Hall, while the six saints were fighting, Lin Lei had already quickly swallowed the fruits of merit into his body. Using the power of the immortal thunder, he effortlessly turned it into pure energy and rules, filling his whole body. For a moment,
Lin Lei's already holy cultivation took off again, approaching the bottleneck of the Immortal Emperor, and then slowly stopped.
However, even if the magic is like the fruit of merit, it does not make Linley's space rules, deduction rules and immortal thunder rules perfect. It only makes the rules of heaven and earth, power rules, swallowing rules, killing rules, time rules, and flame rules reach the level of great perfection.
, Obviously, as long as Linley's deduction rules and the Immortal Thunder Rules are perfected, he can be promoted to the realm of the Immortal Emperor. If it is the Great Perfection, it will make the Swastika Rules Great Perfection. At that time, Linley's realm will surpass the Immortal Emperor.
, reaching an incredible realm!
And even so, with Linley's perfect cultivation of the Four Rules, his combat effectiveness is directly at the level of the Immortal Emperor. If the Immortal Emperor in future generations stood in front of Lin Lei today, Lin Lei would dare to fight him!
Linley used the rules of time to accelerate the time here ten thousand times. At the moment when the Sanqing forced the twelve ancestral witches to retreat, he completely refined the fruits of merit and awakened from the stage of becoming a saint.
As soon as Lin Lei woke up, the sky immediately changed, and a layer of breathless oppression came down one after another. The Saint of Sanqing had already stepped into the gate of the Ancestral Witch Hall, but was forced high into the sky by this pressure.
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches were forced aside by the aftermath of this coercion and stayed away from the Ancestral Witch Hall.
"This... this is a holy tribulation, but how come this holy tribulation comes so fast? Why is the pressure of this holy tribulation so fierce?" Sanqing looked at the dark clouds in the sky that were gathering more and more, slowly.
The Emperor Bo who shrouded the Ancestral Witch Palace and said in horror said the rebirth.
"The Nine-Nine Holy Tribulations, this must be the most powerful Holy Tribulation that Master encountered when he became a saint! According to Master, the pressure of these Nine-Nine Holy Tribulations alone is as powerful as that of a hundred saints.
, ordinary people who are subject to calamity cannot even withstand this pressure, and will explode and die. Only those geniuses with extraordinary talents, whose strength in the quasi-sage period are comparable to saints, can survive this calamity!
"Moral Heavenly Lord said quietly, his eyes full of reluctance and fear.
"Brother, does this mean that Lin Lei is a genius as unique as Master? If you say that, as long as Lin Lei survives this calamity, won't he become the second best to Master?" Original Tianzun couldn't believe it.
said.
"Master has now joined the Tao, and his strength is even more unfathomable. I am afraid that he is no longer in the holy position. But even so, when you and I, three brothers, listened to the Tao that day, the master's vague holy power is still there to this day.
The memory is still fresh and makes people tremble with fear!" said Daode Tianzun.
"In this case, if Lin Lei cannot survive this calamity, he will be chopped into ashes by the holy calamity. We will get nothing. If once he survives this calamity, his strength will be as strong as that of Master, and we will not be able to compete with him. Now
What should we do?" Lingbao Tianzun was jumping up and down anxiously, looking at the Ancestral Witch Hall with a panic expression on his face and asked.
"What else can we do? Go to Zixiao Palace, thirty-three days away, and find a place to retreat! With the blessing of Master, even if Lin Lei comes out of seclusion, I'm afraid he won't dare to trouble us!" After Daode Tianzun finished speaking, he took the lead.
Flying thirty-three days away, he wanted to take advantage of Lin Lei's tribulation to fly to Zixiao Palace, at least this way he could save his life.
After hearing the words, the Primordial Heavenly Lord and the Lingbao Heavenly Lord also hurriedly flew to the thirty-three days away with the Moral Heavenly Lord. It has to be said that although this prehistoric saint is very powerful in all his methods, this is the only way to save his life.
The most powerful one, otherwise, how could he have been able to survive in the wilderness for tens of millions of years?
The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at Sanqing from a distance and chatted for a few words, then left in a hurry. This made the Twelve Ancestral Witches heave a sigh of relief, and they all sat cross-legged and began to heal their wounds with luck!
Of course, each of them hoped in their hearts that Lin Lei could survive this calamity. Otherwise, Lin Lei would be chopped into ashes by the holy calamity, and all their sacrifices would be in vain.
In short, each side has its own agenda. Lin Lei has a clear mind and a clear mind. But no matter what the motivation is, Lin Lei is very grateful to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After all, they have bought themselves the most precious refining time.
Otherwise, even if the Sanqing can be forced back, he will be seriously injured again and again. Even if he swallows the fruit of merit, he may not be able to keep his holy position. In the future, under the supervision of the six great saints, he will be even more dangerous.
"Holy calamity?" Lin Lei frowned and looked at the calamity clouds that were gathering more and more outside the Ancestral Witch Hall and descending lower and lower, and said in confusion.
But it was just doubt. After all, from the heavenly tribulation to the immortal tribulation, he had never been afraid. Instead, these tribulations eventually became Linley's tonic. And now, as he had just become a saint, he happened to lack the tonic, which made his own
How could Lin Lei miss such a great opportunity to advance his strength to another level?
Immediately, under the heavy holy power, Lin Lei moved out of the Ancestral Witch Hall and plunged into the calamity cloud.
"What?" Sanqing, who had already flown to the sky, used his magical power to see Lin Lei actually overcoming the disaster like this, and was immediately shocked.
"This is too ridiculous. How can this be transcending tribulation? This is simply suicide!" Lingbao Tianzun murmured as he raised his head to the sky with a look of astonishment.
"Stop talking, let's fly to Zixiao Palace quickly and watch Lin Lei pass through the tribulation!" Daode Tianzun suddenly felt a change in the world, and his heart was unusually heavy. After saying this, he ignored the lower body and plunged into the tribulation cloud.
The lei in the middle continued to fly towards Zixiao Palace.
At this moment, not only the Sanqing saints are paying attention to Lin Lei to overcome the tribulation, but also the Yin and Zhunti who have fled to the Western world in a hurry! The Nuwa who has returned to the heaven are all focusing on the people who are within the holy tribulation.
As for Lin Lei, of course, now that Lin Lei was immersed in the Holy Tribulation, all their magical powers were blocked, so he couldn't see anything.
As soon as Lin Lei entered the holy tribulation, he was surrounded by layers of cyan fairy thunder, like whips, lashing out. Lin Lei sneered and shouted: "How dare you show off your cruelty in front of me with just a cyan fairy thunder?"
, they all become tonics for me to swallow!"
Lin Lei pushed forward with a single palm, using the rules of immortal thunder as the main method and the rules of swallowing as a supplement, creating a black hole of immortal thunder. He swallowed the green immortal thunder from all directions in one gulp, turning it into a thick power of immortal thunder, flowing
in lei's body.
"This green fairy thunder is one level lower than the blue fairy thunder. In addition, I swallow the rules of Dzogchen, so I can refine it for my own use! It's really wonderful!" Lin Lei chuckled and continued to swallow the waves that came from all directions.
Continuous blue fairy thunder.
The Sanqing Saints who had already flown to the entrance of Zixiao Palace, as well as the Western Second Saints, Heavenly Court Nuwa, and the Six Saints looked at the increasingly thinner Holy Tribulation with puzzled expressions. In the Holy Tribulation, only the Immortal Thunder could be seen.
There is no fierce resistance, but why is this holy tribulation getting weaker and weaker? This is not like the state of death of a person who has overcome the tribulation!
"In this world, I'm afraid only Master can know what happened during the Holy Tribulation?" Moral Heavenly Lord said quietly.
"This time, judging from the state of Lin Lei and the Holy Tribulation, I'm afraid they will pass through safely and smoothly. From now on, we will have another powerful enemy!" the original Tianzun said worriedly.
"The prehistoric earth has never been peaceful. Today we are enemies, and we may be friends tomorrow. It all depends on God's will!" At this time, a voice of eternal vicissitudes came from the Zixiao Palace, which shocked the Sanqing saints and hurriedly knelt down.
On the ground, he respectfully called out: "Three Purities, Morality, Originality, and Lingbao, pay homage to Master!"
The Zixiao Palace opened wide, and an old man in white Taoist robes slowly walked out of the Zixiao Palace. His eyes were firmly fixed on the Holy Tribulation of the ancient land, and he did not move away even half an inch. He waved his hand and helped Sanqing.
He stood up, his eyes showed solemnity, and he praised: "Wonderful, wonderful, I didn't expect that there is such a way to overcome calamity in this world! This person will be the first person under me to become a saint in the future!"
"Congratulations, Master, on your success in joining the Tao. Your cultivation level has reached another level!" Daode Tianzun quickly flattered him.
"I wonder what state Master has reached now?" Lingbao Tianzun has a straightforward personality and asks whatever comes to mind.