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

Chapter 356 Hongmeng Holy Dragon Skill, the storm is coming
The leader of the saints looked superior and was only worried about attracting the powerful female fairies in the Hongmeng world.As for the Wumen dolls' military training and preaching, they didn't take it to heart at all.

Are you kidding me? A group of second-generation idiots dare to talk nonsense and deserve to teach their destined disciples. They are undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Taiqing snorted coldly and said disdainfully:
"I want to see what tricks can be found by snatching away my Xuandu disciple."

Yuanshi Tianzun gritted his teeth and scolded: "How brave the witch sect is. Not to mention my Twelve Golden Immortals, but now you still want to use these unscrupulous disciples to deal with our brothers. Do you really think that I am a fool?"

Leader Tongtian looked deeply, nodded and sighed:
"That's all, let these children go on their nonsense. When they see the difference between the Holy Realm and the Saint Realm, they will naturally give up. These stupid traitors are really ridiculous. They think that by practicing with a group of children, they can suddenly realize something."

Sanqing shook his head in disdain, with a superior look on his face.

The Second Saint of the West is not very optimistic either. Although Lin Xuan's strength is extremely unfathomable, it may not be the same when it comes to the second generation of witches below.

In the eyes of everyone, the disciples of the Three Religions of the Wu Sect are undoubtedly wasting their time and are unlikely to achieve anything famous in their practice.

Hongjun, on the other hand, waved his hand and was busy building the Hongmeng Altar to communicate with the higher-level world:

"Hmph, the Wumen doll is just messing around. He deserves to imitate my ancestor's preaching. He really doesn't know how to live or die."

Hongjun was extremely confident and had a fierce look in his eyes. When the power of the witch sect was overthrown, he would be the first to take revenge on these second generation witches.

Relying on the blessing of that bullshit Blood Ancestral Witch, these veteran leaders have been enduring this for a long time.

Boom!

However, before he finished speaking, the leader of the saints was stunned for a while, and then he saw in disbelief that the golden lotuses of the saints rose into the sky, and the endless thunder light of transcending the tribulation spread across the field, creating chaos.

In an instant, countless amounts of heavenly pressure swept over. The weakest ones were the saints of the first heaven. In the unbelievable eyes of the saints, countless disciples all broke through together.

The Wumen Mountain Protection Formation is also like a Hongmeng bowl cover, protecting the seedlings who are going through the tribulation below, so that the chaotic thunder cannot harm them.

"Hahaha, thank you Holy Son for preaching and teaching the Dharma. My disciples are enlightened."

"The Holy Son's power is boundless. He is truly a blessing to our witch sect. That bullshit Sanqing is worthy of competing with the Holy Son. He has repeatedly slandered Lord Xuanzun's true name. It's so abominable."

"Hmph, a group of scumbags from the Shovel Cult who deceive the world and steal their reputation dare to jump out and jump instead of cowering in the chaos. They really give that earthworm a face."

The disciples below cheered and encouraged, followed by an inflated fighting spirit. They wanted to kill Chaos immediately and eliminate great harm to the Blood Witch Palace.

The Holy Son of Lei Qing's lineage nodded slowly, raised his hand and said:

"You are just the saints who have realized the way of heaven for the first time. You have gained your merits. There is still a long way to go in the future. Don't be complacent. This is the Hongmeng Holy Dragon Skill that we practice. I teach you to practice well. As for how much you can understand, it depends on fate. ”

All the saints showed a satisfied smile. The qualifications of the disciples accepted by the ancestral witch uncles are not bad. The twelve golden immortals have even broken through to the second level of saints. If they are equipped with Dao-level skills, their combat power will be placed in the heavens. China should not be underestimated.

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples were extremely excited. They didn't expect that even if they were given Hongmeng Purple Qi to guide them to become a saint, even the blood witch's blood-passed skills were casually rewarded. It has to be said that the senior witch master's family Too arrogant.

But how did they know that there are many such supreme skills in the Blood Witch Palace, which have long been turned into cabbage, and only these ancient immortals below will regard them as treasures.Not to mention people like Xuandu, even if Sanqing and Hongjun were here, they would still take advantage of these opportunities.The products produced by the witch master must be of divine quality. Just a few leftovers are enough to create a world.

Swah——

Everyone was sitting cross-legged, immersed in enlightenment, trying to capture every strand of the great truth, and start practicing the Hongmeng Holy Dragon Technique.

The shadows of law dragons were swirling and formed, and a wisp of breath escaped, giving the saint a feeling of palpitations, which was so strong that it was unbelievable.

But in the land of chaos, Sanqing was completely frightened when he saw this situation. His face was colorless, without any of the arrogance and arrogance before, and even greed and burning emerged.

This is a supreme technique at the Dao level. Damn it, the Wumen actually gave it to them casually and passed it on to these unscrupulous and rebellious disciples. Sanqing was so angry that he was furious.

Who would have thought that traitors such as Xuandu and Guangchengzi would not only cultivate their skills, but also be initiated into such terrifying skills, and their future achievements would be limitless.

Even now that he had just broken through to Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, Taiqing, the veteran leader, felt fearful and dignified, which was really terrifying.

hiss--

The saint leaders took a breath and saw the horror and helplessness on each other's faces:
"What, these bastard traitors actually all broke through, how is this possible?"

"They are just a bunch of young men. How come they can go deeper than us old saints and point directly to the origin of the great avenue with just a few simple pointers? It's incredible."

"Doesn't it mean that even if we go to the Wumen to listen to the sermon, we can still gain a lot?"

Sanqing completely exploded, and waves of mixed emotions of shock and horror erupted and spread throughout his body.

The Second Saint of the West also widened his eyes, his face turned green with anger, and looked in disbelief.They knew that these babies born by Lin Xuan were very evil, but they never thought that they were already evil to such an extent.

Preaching casually can reveal the constitution of heaven and help Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian enter the Tao and gain enlightenment, which is really beyond the scope of everyone's understanding.

And now they are practicing the Hongmeng Holy Dragon Art. One can imagine what kind of terrifying uproar these traitors will cause when they attack the land of chaos. I am afraid they will beat their masters to death with random punches.

Just thinking about it makes people feel chills running down their spines. Saint Zhunti screamed in surprise:

"What? Even Ksitigarbha and Maitreya have become saints. Damn it. Originally, these were the proud disciples of my fate sect. All the good disciples and seedlings were ruined by the Wumen."

The saint who received the invitation was also filled with hatred and said in a trembling voice:
"The West is already barren, and what the Wumen did has done too much damage. Now these disciples who have become saints have been marked by chaos. How should we deal with it?"

The leader of the saints' scalp was numb, and he only felt that his head was full of knots, and he was waiting to die.Facing the supreme foundation of Wumen, they felt hopeless and helpless.

Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at each other blankly, as if they were crazy:

"It's so unbelievable that with just a few hints, people like Xuandu have been raised to a height they shouldn't be. It's conceivable that the strength of these saints of the Wumen is so amazing. I'm afraid they are not much weaker than Lin Xuan. "

(End of this chapter)