Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 354: The Holy Son of Wumen preaches with great strength

For a moment, Lin Xuan's figure seemed more and more mysterious and unfathomable, making Yaochi's eyes full of admiration and yearning.

However, before she could digest the Dao Fruit too much, she was extremely surprised and distressed to discover that she had been hit by both of her fingers again.

In the back hall, her eyes changed rapidly, and she felt extremely unbelievable. Could it be that she was a pig? How could she be able to eat and live like this? It was so crazy and unbelievable.

Moreover, Teacher Daozu sent herself to find out the truth of the Wumen, not specifically to give birth to a baby for Lin Xuan, which caught her off guard.

Besides, after reaching the realm of immortality, the control of the Tao body is also exquisite. How can it be possible to be happy so easily? It is simply far worse than a mortal woman.

"Oh my god, do I have a special physique? It's been less than a year since I married into a witchcraft family, and I'm already giving birth to three or four children."

Yaochi covered her face and cried in shame, feeling ashamed. The seven fairies had not yet been born, but she was about to gather the seven saint sons. All of them were top saints, enough to sweep all the powerful men from all sides, which made Yaochi confused.

Looking at the pitiful Yaochi, Lin Xuan smiled evilly, but did not explain much.

Now the Holy Son of Wumen has begun to take shape, and the aura of calamity is also covering the sky and the sun, which is much stronger than the original timeline.After all, calamity was born in response to the general trend of heaven and earth. Nowadays, there are an astonishing number of saints and strong men in the ancient world. It is no wonder that the calamity has doubled exponentially.

"It's almost time to give birth to sons. It's time to ennoble them with divine status and manage the ancient world for fun."

Lin Xuan murmured, then called Tiandao over and gave instructions. Originally, this was her responsibility, so she naturally handled it with ease.

"Husband, since you are so capable of giving birth and raising children, you should be crowned the God of Hundred Wars."

Tiandao Qingqun walked in and understood Lin Xuan's meaning. She mocked Lin Xuan and said, "Tell me, what position should I give you?"

Lin Xuan was provoked, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "There is no need to become a god, I want to become a heaven."

Heaven:  …

What kind of world is this now? Everyone is clamoring to change their fate against the will of heaven, but she is a weak woman who has no power to restrain a chicken.

But in Buzhou Mountain, everything is prosperous, and the army of saints from all sides is diligently training, with the momentum of conquering the heavens and the world.

Under a mountain range, the Holy Sons nodded with bright eyes and satisfaction: "You are doing well, and the reputation of the Witch Clan has not been weakened."

At this time, dozens of figures flew over and landed in front of them. They looked at the Holy Sons with humility on their faces. They were the apprentices of the ancestors, Master Xuandu, the Twelve Golden Immortals, and others.

Since joining the Wumen as disciples, they have seen the terror of Lin Xuan's family.Originally, in the ancient world, these blessed golden immortals were considered to have good qualifications, and they deserved the title of the saint's personal disciples.

However, when compared with the monsters and beasts like the Lin Xuan family, it doesn't matter. They are not even scum. Xuandu, Guangchengzi and others shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"Please, saints, guide us in our practice. I will be very grateful."

Xuandu and the others looked respectful, with yearning shining in their eyes.

Only they know the meaning of these saints born by Lin Xuan. Although their strength is not obvious in the Wumen, but in the prehistoric era, they are far more powerful than the saints of the Three Pure Ones. Their strength should not be underestimated.

Even the twelve ancestral witches put together were far inferior, so everyone took the initiative and left the ancestral wizard father to ask for advice and came to kneel down and beg the Holy Son for advice.

Not to mention the Hongmeng Purple Qi, just by giving some advice on Lin Xuan's family techniques, they, the Ancient Golden Immortals, can also get great benefits. Breaking through to the late Quasi-Saint stage is not a problem.

The Holy Son of Lei Qing's lineage was slightly startled, nodded and said:
"Shan, you are well aware of the heavens. Since the ancestral witches and uncles are busy with their cultivation, let me do the work for you." The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao line also showed no sign of weakness and echoed:

"As long as you learn the power of our brothers, you can also conquer the heavens and capture the unscrupulous saints alive to sacrifice to the flag."

"Follow the command of the Son."

Everyone fell to the ground and worshiped. There was no doubt on their faces, but expressions of gratitude and excitement.

If other prehistoric saints were here, they would definitely think that these dolls were talking nonsense, but only they, people from the witch sect, knew the horror of the Blood Witch Palace.

I am afraid that with the methods of ancestor Lin Xuan, he really has the ability to reach the heaven and the earth.For a moment, everyone was scratching their heads and wanted to do their part for the Wumen and wipe out the remnants of the Demon Court as soon as possible.

The next moment, all the saints opened the forum to give lectures without hiding their clumsiness, explaining the three thousand ways of heaven to the disciples.

In an instant, there were many visions, the magic conch blew loudly, and the laws of Hongmeng spiritual energy were spread like a black gold carpet, spreading to the infinite realm.

In just a few breaths, Xuandu and the Twelve Golden Immortals entered a state of enlightenment, which was no less than listening to Taoist Hongjun's initiation lecture. Everyone benefited greatly.

In the land of chaos, the Saint of Demon Court was practicing cross-legged, and suddenly he had an idea and was a little confused.

Taiqing stood up quickly, with a moved expression on his face:

"What's going on? I feel threatened. Something bad is happening to us. Could it be that the Wumen army is coming?"

Yuanshi Tianzun also nodded in agreement, his eyes shining:
"Hiss, could it be that our hiding place has been discovered? Damn Lin Xuan, we must kill them all. Teacher Hongjun has given up to Honghuang. I didn't expect that this guy is not satisfied and does such a crazy thing."

Yu Qing's mouth was so angry that her hair was blown into a mess. Since breaking with the Wumen, their situation has become more difficult and embarrassing every time. Unexpectedly, they can't live in peace even if they hide in the depths of chaos. They are always worried about their lives.

Moreover, they have reached the peak realm of saints, and they still have such warning signs. The degree of danger can be imagined.

However, no one could figure out how dangerous it was for them, who were far outside the chaos, to be able to transmit it so far, which made all the saints worried.

Leader Tongtian made some calculations, but to no avail, and said to everyone:

"Fellow Taoists, if we can't eradicate the cancer of Wumen, we will never have peace of mind. Why don't we join forces to deduce it and see what it is that is endangering our lives."

As soon as these words came out, the Saint Leader hesitated for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly.

In normal times, they would never dare to deduce what happened to the Wumen. I am afraid that before the results could be calculated, Lin Xuan, a ruthless man, would come to seek revenge.

But now it is different. Not to mention the calamity and interference, these warning signs are originally related to the lives of each of them. With the help of support in the deduction, they will naturally be unfavorable.

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The chaotic wind shook, and the fragments of the three innate treasures flew in the air, trying their best to condense a picture, which vaguely reflected the scenes of Wumen Training Peak and Preaching Mountain.

Seeing this situation, Sanqing was slightly startled at first, and then showed a look of disdain.

(End of this chapter)