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Chapter 560 Altar

"The realm of Hunyuan? Could it be that the great perfection of the great avenue is not the realm of the Immortal Emperor? But the realm of Hunyuan?" Lin Lei was secretly frightened in his heart, but after thinking about it, he understood that when all

When the rules are perfected, one has entered the realm of the Immortal Emperor. The Great Perfection is breaking into a completely new realm and is no longer among the immortals. As for after the Great Perfection, not even Hongjun can tell, but Lin Lei has a feeling.

, I am afraid that the realm of Hunyuan is only the primary realm above the immortal, and I am afraid that it is like the true immortal at that time.

But in this world, there are not even people in the Hunyuan realm, and no one has explored the subsequent realms. Of course, we don’t know! Maybe in other worlds, there are such masters who are above the immortals? But that realm is far away from today’s

lei, too far too far!

Today's battle made Lin Lei famous and spread throughout the ancient world. Later, when Lin Lei learned his name, he was stunned for a full hour before he realized it. However, the knowledgeable people in the ancient world gave it to him.

The name he gave coincided with what was recorded in the immortal world's classics.

"Leisha Tianzun, carrying the thunder map, fought to a draw with Hongjun!"

After Lin Lei came to his senses, he was not happy. Instead, he fell into deep contemplation, thinking to himself: Didn't the classics of the fairy world record that Lei Sha Tianzun, carrying the thunder map, destroyed the heaven? How did he end up in a draw with Hongjun?

?No, the immortal classics I read seem to be unofficial histories. The official history is included in the treasure house of heaven. Only people in heaven can view it. Could it be that the immortal emperor is going crazy and wants to kill him? Is this related to this?

The ruins in a certain corner of the Wu Clan turned out to be the center of the Wu Clan, the Ancestral Witch Palace!

At this moment, Lin Lei and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were sitting on the ground. After the battle between Lin Lei and Hongjun, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' attitude towards Lin Lei changed 180 degrees, becoming respectful and respectful.

"Fellow Taoist Dijiang, you just told many interesting things about the Wu clan, which really opened my mind and expanded my horizons!" Lin Lei said with a smile.

"That thing about the Wu clan really makes Lei Sha Tianzun laugh!" Di Jiang said with a laugh.

Ever since Lin Lei learned that he was called the Lei Sha Tianzun, he still hasn't adapted to it. Lin Lei smiled bitterly and said: "Fellow Daoist Di Jiang, I have heard that the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and even the entire witch clan, have a magical ability.

, which is to gain strength by building altars and contributing souls. I wonder if this is true?"

"I won't hide it from Leisha Tianzun, it is true! However, not all altars have this ability. In fact, my twelve ancestral shamans are transformed from Pangu's body, and the Sanqing saints are transformed from Pangu's soul. This

At this point, all the creatures in the ancient world know it, but they don’t know how I, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Sanqing Saints, transformed themselves!" Di Jiang said.

"Oh? Listening to what you said, it really makes people ignore the details of metamorphosis! I would like to hear the details!" Lin Lei heard what Di Jiang said, and suddenly had a hunch, I am afraid that the altar under the broken life is

The origin is not that simple!

"Actually, after Pangu died, his soul transformed into the Sanqing, and the body transformed into the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but the skull turned into an altar. The latest chapter of The Fall of the Underworld! And the Sanqing and I, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, all came from

The form came out of the altar!" Di Jiang said slowly.

When Lin Lei heard this, he secretly thought that it was indeed the case. However, he was still not sure that the altar was the one where Suan Ling died, but Lin Lei felt that the matter of this altar was absolutely inseparable!

"Oh? That altar is so magical. I wonder if I have the honor to see this altar?" Lin Lei asked with a fanatical look on his face as he followed the stick.

"This...!" Hearing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly looked troubled and looked at each other. Obviously, this altar has certain restrictions.

"Leisha Tianzun, you saved our entire Wu Clan and are our great benefactor. To be honest, the altar is ten thousand meters away from the Ancestral Wu Palace!" Di Jiang said truthfully.

"The altar is surrounded by chaotic energy all day long. Even if it touches half of it, it will be completely destroyed. Even a saint cannot avoid it!" Gou Mang sighed and said.

Indeed, the altar was surrounded by chaotic energy, making it impossible for anyone to get close to it. Otherwise, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would have taken that altar as their own, transforming this ancient land into a powerful puppet that they relied on!

"Chaos energy?" When Lin Lei heard this, he immediately released his immortal consciousness and dug into the ground to explore. Half a second later, he had reached 10,000 meters underground. He vaguely saw layers of chaos energy, swirling into layers.

He made a ball and slowly rotated. As soon as the chaotic energy discovered Lin Lei's immortal consciousness, it immediately pounced on him like a beast. Fortunately, Lin Lei withdrew his immortal consciousness when he saw the chaotic energy. Otherwise, once he was captured by the chaotic energy,

If Lin Lei catches up, he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead.

In the past three days, Lin Lei used his immortal sense to explore the altar more than once, but each time it was very thrilling and failed. The last time, Lin Lei personally drilled 10,000 meters underground to take a closer look at the altar.

Whether it was the one that ended his career, it was a pity that the altar was surrounded by chaotic energy and no one was allowed to approach it. The result was the same as before, and he returned without success!

However, the Twelve Ancestor Wu saw that Lin Lei was very interested in the altar, so he drew a picture and gave it to Lin Lei. When Lin Lei saw the picture of the altar, he was sure that the altar was the life-ending altar.

There is no doubt that the altar that transported him here.

After learning the news, Lin Lei inquired about the information from the Twelve Ancestral Witches to see what method could be used to eliminate the chaos energy and reveal the true face of the altar. As a result, to Lin Lei's surprise, it only required at least 100,000 yuan.

The blood of a true immortal first-level creature can temporarily extinguish the chaos energy and use the altar once!

One hundred thousand blood of at least True Immortal level one creatures. Although there are many in this ancient land, Lin Lei is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. The most numerous people in this ancient world are human beings. Not to mention the human beings in this era, who are simple and kind, even if they are

Future generations will be full of greedy and sycophantic human beings, and it is impossible for Lin Lei to kill a hundred thousand people, not to mention the need for living beings at the level of true immortals!

As for the witch clan, there is no need to think about it. If Lin Lei goes on a killing spree and kills 100,000 witch clans, I am afraid that the twelve ancestral witches will fall out at that time. Even if the chaos energy is extinguished, he will not know how to use it.

The altar is still in vain!

Therefore, three days later, Lin Lei left with the oriole and flew towards some tribes of the demon clan.

Lin Lei and Huang Que spent seven days in this killing. Lin Lei's killing rules had already been perfected, but this large-scale killing made Lin Lei wield the killing rules like an arm, and they were incompatible with the rules of Xian Lei.

When combined with each other, the power becomes even greater. Thousands of members of a demon tribe will often be killed with one blow.

For Huang Que, these seven days were hell, and they were also the process of his gradual transformation into a tough guy and a real man. Originally, Huang Que was just a little true immortal, but in these seven days of killing, he was forced to

Being pushed to the realm of the Mysterious Immortal by Lin Lei, his cultivation level was not improved as fast as Lin Lei's, but in the ancient land, it was considered an extremely perverted speed.

In the sky, above the white clouds, the oriole had a crying face and asked: "Master, how long will we continue to kill? After these days of killing, I feel that my heart has become cold and numb! If this continues,

I don’t even know that my heart can still remain as pure and kind as it used to be!”

Linley glanced at Huangque and said calmly: "Huaque, throw away your innocence and kindness, because this is an era of obeying the laws of nature and preying on the weak! Only the strong can dominate everything, and only the strong can live longer! You

Do you want your family and tribal relatives to live without disaster? If you want, then keep getting stronger until you trample this wilderness under your feet!"

"Are they like saints?" Huang Que asked with yearning.

"Wrong, I want to trample all Taoist Hongjun under my feet! Be the first person in the world!" Lin Lei said fiercely.

"Tao Ancestor...!" Huang Que said with a trembling voice. After all, he is just a Xuanxian. It is simply unthinkable to compare with Tao Ancestor. However, the master next to him is someone who can rival Tao Ancestor.

, maybe, he really has this hope.

A month later, Linley had gathered the blood of ten thousand true immortals from the Monster Clan. However, during more than a month of killing, most of the tribes of the Monster Clan had migrated to the area under the jurisdiction of Heavenly Court, and Heavenly Court’s

Emperor Jun and Taiyi, fearful of Lin Lei's terrifying strength, had been hiding in the heaven without any movement.

On the other hand, when the Wu Clan saw Lin Lei massacring demons in large numbers, they began to get ready to take action. It was not until seven days after Lin Lei left that the Wu Clan finally organized the first batch of vanguard troops, marched to Heaven, and began the second Lich War.

Great war!

However, the Lich War had been going on for about a month, and it was about to break through the Heavenly Palace, knock Emperor Jun and Taiyi off their thrones, and completely occupy the Heavenly Palace. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the Nuwa suddenly appeared and was seriously injured with a palm.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches knocked down the Twelve Ancestral Witches to the wild land, and all the witch clans that invaded the Heaven were killed in the next three days.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were so angry that they used the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to severely injure Nuwa.

Nuwa, who was seriously injured, escaped for thirty-three days and hid in Zixiao Palace. At this time, Sanqing was still in Zixiao Palace and did not leave even half a step. When he saw Nuwa was injured, he took the opportunity to win over her!

However, at this time, Hongjun had already gone into seclusion to comprehend the realm of Hunyuan. Even if the Four Saints united together, they would not dare to leave the Zixiao Palace. After all, there was a big evil star outside. Where was Lin Lei?

!

Although he said he would not cause trouble for Sanqing, who knows if what he said was true? If he deceived Hongjun, then Sanqing's life would be over.

However, when the Heavenly Court was facing life and death, the Taoist Zhunti from the West suddenly appeared, holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. As a saint, he secretly attacked and severely injured the Twelve Ancestral Witches again. At this time, the demon clan had already been

The Wu Clan was cornered. In this moment of respite, they fought desperately with the Wu Clan, leaving the Wu Clan in danger.

"Dijiang, hurry up and present the Pangu altar, otherwise, today, twelve of you will die here!" Zhunti secretly attacked, reaping the benefits, pressing on the twelve ancestral witches step by step, coldly threatening

road.

"Zhunti, as a saint, you have done such a despicable and shameless thing. From now on, you will be reviled by everyone in the world! The Pangu altar is a sacred thing, how can it be used by a villain like you?" Di Jiang shouted loudly.

scolded.

"Haha, you called me despicable and shameless. Who am I? Hey, I am a villain. I am despicable and shameless. What can I do? In this world, I am afraid that only despicable and shameless villains can survive for a long time.

Gradually, I master the power of life and death of all sentient beings! And isn’t it the same for the Three Pure Ones? It’s just that I behaved more realistically!” Zhunti didn’t take Di Jiang’s words seriously, but felt proud of them, making the Twelve Ancestral Witches jump in anger.

, However, he is a saint, and even in his heyday, he may not be able to fight, let alone, he has suffered heavy losses at this moment, and even the formation of the twelve gods and demons cannot be formed.

"Zhunti, today I, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, fell into your hands. If you want to kill me, kill me. Don't even think about the Pangu Altar, just do it quickly!" Di Jiang felt a stick in his neck, and his heart was ashen.

He shouted with an absolutely determined face.

Zhunti was startled, he didn't expect that the Twelve Ancestral Witches actually regarded the Pangu Altar as more important than their lives, these fools.

"When a person dies, there is nothing. You have to think carefully and don't regret it in the future!" The purpose of Zhunti is the Pangu Altar. He does not want to interfere in the lich war, kill the twelve ancestral witches, and give up in vain.

The demon tribe took advantage!

"Humph, you're already dead, what else do you have to regret? Zhunti, if you are a man, just take action quickly, don't be like an old lady, grinding away!" Gou Mang rolled his eyes provocatively at Zhunti and sarcastically said

One sentence.

"Damn, you twelve stubborn donkeys, okay, I will let you live today, and we will have a long future!" Zhunti cursed angrily, turned and left.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches watched Zhunti's figure gradually disappear. Gou Mang and Hou Tu stepped forward, looked at Di Jiang sadly, and said: "Brother, although Zhunti Taoist let us go, he will wait until Di Jiang and Taiyi

After reacting, we will gather an army as soon as possible and kill them from heaven. What should we do next?"

The surface of the Dijiang River was like stagnant water. He looked up at the sky and sighed sadly: "Could it be that the sky wants to destroy our Wu clan?"

"Brother, Heavenly Court has the support of Saint Nuwa, which makes our witch clan lose all its advantages. If we also have saints here, even if our witch clan is seriously injured now, we can turn defeat into victory and slaughter all the pigs and dogs in Heaven!"

Tu was as cold as ice and shouted sternly.

"What Sister Houtu said is absolutely true. Brother, why don't we take advantage of the present and let the twelve ancestral witches travel together in this wild land to look for Thunder Sha Tianzun! As long as Lei Sha Tianzun is found, he will definitely be able to take advantage of his past kindness.

Help us Wu Clan!" Gou Mang said.

"Lesha Tianzun? Hey, Gou Mang, Hou Tu, why haven't I thought of this method you proposed? However, the whereabouts of Lei Sha Tianzun is elusive. I have long sent the great witches Hou Yi and Chi You to look for it in the demon tribe.

There has been no news about him, but it is precisely because of this that Hou Yi and Chi You were not poisoned by the demon clan and survived!" Di Jiang sighed.

The twelve ancestral witches at this moment really have a sense of desolation as if a hero is at his end, which makes people sigh with admiration.

At this moment, the sun suddenly shone in the sky, and a burning sensation swept across the earth instantly. The Twelve Ancestral Witches quickly raised their heads to look at the sky. The sky was still obscured by the demon clan's heavenly soldiers and generals, and Di Jun and Taiyi still turned into three

The fire-footed bird released blazing flames all over its body, looking at the twelve ancestral witches below with cold eyes.

"Twelve ancestral witches, I see how you will end up today! The demon tribe will obey the order. Anyone who kills Di Jiang will be rewarded with 10,000 immortal jade. He will be promoted to the leader of the immortals. Anyone who kills any ancestral witch will be rewarded with 1,000 immortal jade.

, Promotion...!" At Emperor Jun's order, the demon clan's momentum increased greatly, and they all waved their weapons, descended from the sky, and headed straight towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Monster race, Saint Nuwa, damn it!" Di Jiang looked back at his eleven brothers. All of them looked as if they were ready to die. Finally, he cast his eyes on Jumang and Houtu, and he felt enlightened.

In a flash, he suddenly said: "Jumang, Houtu, in a while, the other ancestral witch brothers and I will open a gap. You can break through this gap and go to the demon tribe. You must find Leisha Tianzun and rescue our witch tribe.

common people!"

"No, brother, we want to fight with you against the demon army. We come together and we must go together!" Hou Tu cried.

"Jumang, you must break out of the encirclement safely, Houtu, don't live up to your big brother's expectations for you!" Di Jiang roared, and took the lead to face the monster army. In a moment, his fists were covered with blood.

The blood of the demon clan went straight to Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Ju Mang and Hou Tu looked at the ancestral witch brothers who were moving forward bravely and fearless of life and death. Their hearts were bleeding and their blood was rushing to their heads. However, Ju Mang knew that the only one who could save the witch clan was Lei Sha Tianzun.

No matter what purpose Di Jiang has, he and Hou Tu must break out of the encirclement. Only then will the Wu Clan have a glimmer of hope!

"Sister Houtu, let's go!" At this moment, the ten ancestral witches had already opened a gap. Without any hesitation, Jumang grabbed Houtu, who was shouting desperately, and went straight to the gap, breaking out. In the blink of an eye, the sky disappeared!

Di Jiang looked at the backs of Ju Mang and Hou Tu, showed a smile of relief, and blessed: "The Wu clan has not been completely wiped out after all. Ju Mang, Hou Tu, you must live well and don't follow in the footsteps of your elder brother!"

"

"Brothers, let's fight against these despicable and shameless monsters!" Di Jiang turned around and shouted. Although he was seriously injured, his last fight aroused the ferocity of the ten ancestral witches, making them more powerful than ever.

During this period, it was even more ferocious, and for a while, the demon clan was defeated steadily, causing heavy casualties.

At this moment, Di Jun and Di Jiang were fighting together. Di Jun could only contain Di Jiang with the help of He Tu Luo Shu, and Tai Yi fought with Zhu Jiuyin, Gong Gong and Zhu Rong.

Donghuang Bell is not far behind!

The demon master Kunpeng turned into a demon and was beaten around like a sandbag by Xuan Ming and She Bi Zhi. He had no power to fight back. The last meal of a thousand miles weakened the demon clan even more.


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