Honghuang: Refuse Hongjun to become a saint, I will attain Hunyuan

Chapter 129 Suppression
"What a powerful body." Xuanhuang sighed as he looked at Pangu's true body.

In fact, at his level, especially for him, it no longer makes much sense to understand how tall the body becomes after comprehending the Five Great Paths, controlling various avenues, manipulating time and space, and evolving all kinds of methods.

In other words, although it seems that he is smaller than Pangu's true body, in fact, he can also be larger than Pangu's true body.

The only difference lies in how he affects time and space and changes his body.

But even so, Xuanhuang still sighed, admitting that Pangu's true body was much stronger than his own body in terms of physical strength.

To be precise, Xuanhuang was not very good at this aspect. His cultivation direction had little to do with the physical body.

In the entire prehistoric period, except for a very small number of powerful people, the only ones who specialize in the physical body are the Witch Clan.

In addition, which great power, including saints, is not based on the Yuan Shen and cultivates the Yuan Shen?
Xuanhuang is no exception.

He is also based on the soul. As long as the soul is immortal, even if the physical body is broken, it can be rebuilt at will without affecting the strength.

But the Witch Clan is different. The core of their cultivation is the physical body, and they have developed countless incredible magical powers.

The physical body is also almost ever-changing, and the various immortal bodies are no less difficult to deal with than the immortal soul.

Without this ability, it would be impossible for the Witch Clan to compete with the Demon Clan.

Therefore, in terms of physical body, Xuanhuang is indeed inferior to the Wu clan, let alone the current Pangu real body.

Even if the twelve ancestral witches are separated, the physical body of each ancestral witch is stronger than his own.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were, after all, transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu, so it was only natural that they should have such special abilities.

However, whether it is the physical body or the soul, after all, they are just different routes of seeking Tao and forms of existence.

When it comes to the two, in Xuanhuang's opinion, there is no difference.

The primordial spirit can transform into a physical body, and the physical body may also transform into a primordial spirit.

His physical body couldn't compare to the ancestral witch, but his soul was enough to crush everything.

Just like Sanqing, they were also transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, but Xuanhuang's current Yuanshen has surpassed them.

It was even stronger than the soul they inherited from Pangu.

beyond them.

On the other hand, the twelve ancestral witches who could not even compete with the Three Pure Spirits were naturally far inferior to Xuanhuang physically.

However, Xuanhuang was somewhat interested in their bodies. He is now comprehending the Way of the Fifth Supreme Being.

Among them, it involves many changes in energy, form, consciousness, etc.

In other words, if Xuanhuang wants to fully understand Wu Tai, there is a high probability that he will need to make up for his shortcomings in the physical body.

Of course not necessarily. But if you give it a try and study the physical aspect, the gains will definitely be huge.

But it was said that Xuanhuang neutralized Pangu's true body's offensive with a casual blow, and also caused injuries to Pangu's true body.

Although it was not damaged, it also shocked the powerful powers and saints who were watching the battle.

In Shouyang Mountain, in the Eight Views Palace, I frowned slightly and couldn't help but said to myself: "Isn't the method of counter-proof really much better than becoming a saint through merit?"

It turned out that it was a punch thrown by Pangu's true body just now. Although the saints were confident that they could easily receive it.

But compared with Xuanhuang, he is still ashamed.

This also made all the saints secretly want to catch up and find ways to further improve their strength.

Not saying that you are invincible, but you can’t compete with others too much, right?
"Roar!"

At this moment, Pangu's real body roared again, and a powerful devouring force burst out from his palm.

At the same time, the endless evil energy from heaven and earth gathered together crazily, and in his palm, it gradually condensed into a huge axe.

Sky-opening ax.

As soon as the ax was formed, a terrifying edge bloomed, and the surrounding void collapsed piece by piece and became invisible. The torrential waves of earth, water, fire and wind also ignited everywhere, as if they were returning the world to chaos.

The aura of Pangu's real body at this time was much more violent than before.

"Boom!!"

As soon as the Sky-Opening Ax was completed, Pangu's true form struck Xuanhuang with the ax without hesitation. This ax is more powerful.

However, in Xuanhuang's eyes, although this ax was more powerful, its Daoyun was not as good as the punch just now.

Although it is strong, the accuracy of controlling this power is reduced.

What's more, the increased power is not much for Xuanhuang.

It's still a stick.

Welcome the sky-opening ax.

"boom!"

It was still a result without any suspense, the sky-opening ax was exploded by a stick. Not only that, this time Xuanhuang did not stop.

After the bamboo staff exploded the Sky-Opening Ax, he hit Pangu's true body with another blow.

Pangu's true body was knocked over on the sea of ​​​​blood, but at this time, the sea of ​​​​blood was protected by Xuanhuang's power.

Pangu's real body fell over, but it had no impact on the sea of ​​blood.

Pangu's true body wanted to stand up again, but was poked several times by Xuanhuang, and Pangu's true body was finally broken.

Waves of evil spirit roared back in all directions.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches also fell out scattered and weak, looking at Xuanhuang with horror on their faces.

"It's not Hunyuan, it's just Pangu's real body. How can you resist me?"

Looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xuanhuang shook his head and said: "You dare to attack me, that's great. I won't kill you, I will suppress you in the East China Sea for ten thousand years."

As he spoke, Xuanhuang tapped the bamboo stick in his hand, and a golden light emitted, and then quickly magnified.

Each of the ancestral witches yelled and tried to avoid it.

But they were instantly enveloped in this ball of light. The bright golden light enveloped the eleven ancestral witches and flew towards the East China Sea.

Falling into the East China Sea, it turned into an extremely solid barrier.

It's not Hunyuan, but no matter how powerful it is, it can't be broken.

As for why there are eleven ancestral witches? But it was the ancestor of the earth, Wu Houtu, who was left behind by Xuanhuang.

They were not sent to the East China Sea for suppression.

Xuanhuang withdrew the power to protect the sea of ​​blood, and Houtu looked around blankly. Although he didn't know why he was left alone, he could only sigh and transformed into a woman in yellow palace clothes.

Instead of the fierce and evil aura of being an ancestral witch, he has a gentle aura. But even so, Xuanhuang would not regard her as some silly person.

No matter which one of the twelve ancestral witches they are, their hands are stained with the blood of countless creatures. None of the ancestral witches who are born to be warlike are kind.

After all, it is Empress Houtu who has reincarnated into reincarnation, but she has nothing to do with the ancestor of earth in front of her, Wu Houtu.

"The River Styx pays homage to the Heavenly Lord."

At this time, the battle stopped, the barrier was removed, and Styx quickly led several Asura kings out to pay homage to Xuanhuang.

"Thank you Tianzun for saving me, and please Tianzun come into my dojo to talk about it." At this moment, Minghe still has the overwhelming resentment and murderous aura he had when he established the Asura Sect?
After witnessing with his own eyes the twelve ancestral witches striking stones with eggs, and eleven of them being suppressed in the East China Sea, he understood what it means to be a hero who knows the current affairs.

Xuanhuang looked at Houtu and then at Styx, nodded and said: "That's fine, I am here just for you."

Having said that, Xuanhuang entered the sea of ​​blood under the guidance of Styx, and Houtu saw this and had no choice but to follow.

(End of this chapter)