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Chapter 160: The Demon Court trembles, and the Three Pure Ones are numb with jealousy

Everyone in the Demon Court was extremely confident, and their hope was burning again.As long as Sanqing and the Demon Emperor become saints, the Demon Clan will rise again.

"Hmph, the Wumen is just ahead for a moment, nothing special."

The Demon King of the Heavens snorted coldly and smiled disdainfully.

Suddenly, an extremely vast aura rose up, interrupting them, leaving the demons on the scene horrified and looking in disbelief.

"God, this is..."

"Am I right? This momentum rises from the Wumen."

"It's such a strong pressure. Could it be that someone has proven the truth again? This is impossible."

Billions of monsters were crouching and trembling, murmuring in shock, their faces full of surprise and horror.

Has anyone proven Hunyuan again since Nuwa? Who will it be this time? Could it be one of the ancestral witches?

The more the people of the demon clan thought about it, the more frightened they became, with expressions of despair and collapse on their faces.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi also stood up in a hurry, with cold expressions, and immediately walked towards the Wu clan to explore.

"Damn it, how on earth did these barbarians of the witch tribe manage to survive the tribulation of saints? Even ants and grasshoppers who are worthy of becoming saints will definitely be wiped out."

The Demon Emperor showed disdain on his face, his eyes flashed with envy and madness, and he was not optimistic about the ancestral witch's testimony at all.

A group of reckless men who don't even cultivate the soul are worthy of understanding the supreme way. They are simply wishful thinking.

In their opinion, if they forcibly refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi with the help of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they will inevitably suffer backlash and fall into ashes.

boom!
At this time, a saint's Taoist rhyme that was a hundred times more powerful swept across the world, vibrating, exuding unrivaled power.

Purple air traveled hundreds of thousands of miles from the east, golden lotuses swelled from the ground, and flowers fell from the sky. It was a sacred and auspicious scene. However, the pressure of this saint only appeared for a moment, and it crushed the world and the sky, condensing unimaginable merit and auspicious light.

In the eyes of Emperor Jun and the demon clan, who were shocked and murmuring, Ancestor Hongyun stood erect, bathed in the thunder and calamity of heaven, with long hair flying and magnificent momentum.

With the flashes of thunder and calamity all over the sky, Hong Yun's aura was rising rapidly, as if he was about to take the last step at any time, shocking the demon crowd to the point of envy.

"Oh my god, it's actually Hong Yun. He doesn't even have the foundation to become a saint, how can he become a saint?"

"It's too scary. How could this old turtle have such an adventure after joining the Wumen?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Hongyun is contaminated with tribulation energy. With his qualifications, he will definitely not be able to survive this saint tribulation."

Several demon kings on the field murmured in shock and shook their heads in disdain.

The faces of Kunpeng and Dongfang were also extremely complicated, revealing deep envy.

If he had joined the witch sect like Hongyun, he might be the one to survive the tribulation of the saint now. The difference between his thoughts and ideas is huge.

Seeing this situation, Kunpeng and Jieyin naturally didn't want to see the other party's successful enlightenment. They both gritted their teeth and resented it, and were extremely jealous.

"Hmph, if you force a breakthrough, Hongyun's limit has reached this point. In a short time, he will be reduced to ashes." Kunpeng sneered and shook his head.

Rumbling--

The thunder of heaven condensed the infinite war sword, and instantly penetrated Hongyun's figure, leaving thousands of holes and immortal blood flowing.

As expected, Hongyun's aura had also weakened a lot, but he still stood resolutely, with the fire of will burning between his eyes.

"Jie Jie, this guy is still insisting. It's all in vain."

"Yes, the realm of a saint is so easy to understand. He is worthy of it."

"We who occupy the futon have not yet become saints. Why should he take advantage of it and seek death without knowing it?" The confidence in Sanqing's eyes became more and more intense, and he wished he could fly into the calamity cloud and replace him.

In his brother's opinion, Hongyun was just forcing a breakthrough and seeking death without knowing it.

In the Third Lecture of Zixiao Palace, this Hongyun didn't even have a holy futon, let alone the Hongmeng Purple Qi. How could he attain enlightenment? He was worthy of being compared with Senior Sister Nuwa.

chi chi-

The power of the Saint's Thunder Tribulation became more and more fierce, soaring at an indescribable speed, as if it was going to annihilate all the living creatures in it, and the aura of Hongyun also became vague, and maybe he would die on the spot in the next moment.

Seeing this situation, the excitement in everyone's eyes became more and more intense, and they felt that Hongyun would definitely die.

boom!
Before Sanqing finished speaking, an even more horrifying picture was reflected in the eyes of everyone.

I saw a golden pillar of merit the size of a waterfall rising from Buzhou Mountain, carrying the pressure of rolling blood, and threw it towards the heavenly calamity.

Immediately afterwards, Hongyun let out a long roar, as if his foundation had been completed for a while, and finally, like a flood, the realm was loosened again.

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Master Wu." Hongyun's voice echoed, her face full of gratitude.

Without the help of Lin Xuan's supreme means, even if he intercepted the Western teachings and preached the truth, he alone would not be able to take over the cause and effect. I'm afraid the explanation is here.

Hongyun calmed down and stood there condensing the Saint's Dao Fruit and digesting the fluctuations of the Tribulation Cloud.With the power of merit from Lin Xuan's initiation, the rest fell into place.

Originally, he was only [-]% sure of successfully overcoming the tribulation, but now he is confident, and all of this is the supreme heritage of the Blood Ancestral Witch.

Seeing this scene, the Great Masters who were watching were completely shocked and numb, and they all burst into pieces.

Could it be that the golden pillar of merit just now was the method of the Lord of All Witches? Where did he get so much merit power? It is almost as good as Senior Sister Nuwa's merit in creating human beings.

Moreover, after all, Hongyun is just an outsider of the Wu Clan, but it is outrageous and unbelievable that he can receive so many rewards.

Everyone gasped, and their hearts began to surge, and a strange and unacceptable thought emerged. Hong Yun could not really become a saint.

"Hiss...how is this possible?"

"This shouldn't be the case. The power of heaven cannot be changed. How can Hongyun, a damned person, be worthy of realizing the Hunyuan Dao?"

"I'm not willing to accept it. Even we haven't attained the Great Dao. He, a cannon fodder of the witch sect, is not worthy of reaching such a stage."

Sanqing and Kunpeng's jealousy was undisguised, and they all looked crazy.

If they were not concerned about the cause and effect of the calamity cloud, they would even use innate treasures to bombard Hong Yun from the air to prevent him from achieving enlightenment.

After all, in terms of seniority, Patriarch Hongyun would not be the first to become a saint. All the giants and powerful men could not give in and were full of wishes.

And if nothing is done, Hongyun may really succeed.

The Wumen with the twelve ancestral witches in charge is already invincible enough. If there is one more true saint, what kind of situation it will be like, I can't even imagine.

In an instant, the expressions of hundreds of millions of monsters collapsed, they were trembling, and they were completely unable to accept this outcome.

And Di Jun also took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"The witch sect is powerful, Hong Yun must not be sanctified today."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in approval, but they didn't want to be the first to intervene.

This is the Thunder Tribulation of the Saint, the cause and effect is too great, if you are not careful, you will be like a moth flying into the flame.

(End of this chapter)