God: I have a wild world!

Chapter 137 [Hong Jun shot to block]

Houtu directly used her divine power at the level of a Dao saint to forcefully suppress Donghuang Taiyi who owns the Donghuang Bell, so that the opponent had no strength to fight back.

"Do you know what a stupid decision it is for you to come to our witch clan to provoke?"

Houtu showed no mercy, and was going to directly kill Donghuang Taiyi completely.

Although Houtu's personality is milder than other ancestral witches, Donghuang Taiyi, who has proved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, poses a great threat to other ancestral witches and even the entire witch clan.

Only by killing Donghuang Taiyi can the safety of the rest of the Zuwu and Wu clan be guaranteed.

Hou Tu's eyes pierced the sky, his black hair flew up, and hundreds of millions of dao patterns gathered into one palm, and the breath alone caused the entire chaotic world to boil.

"go to hell!"

Houtu let out a loud shout, and this palm slapped his head, completely confining the space around Donghuangtai's body, preventing him from moving.

Feeling that the palm that was enough to kill him fell quickly, Donghuang Taiyi finally felt panic and regret in his heart.

After breaking through the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, his strong strength also made his self-confidence burst. In his opinion, those saints of the heaven and the way of the road only reached the holy realm with the help of external forces.

He was the only one in the entire prehistoric world who forcibly proved the Tao by virtue of his own strength.

Therefore, Donghuang Taiyi has always had a kind of arrogance in his heart, and looks down on other great saints and heavenly saints.

In addition, because he still has the Donghuang Bell, which is the most innate treasure, Donghuang Taiyi also feels that he is No.1 in the Holy Realm.

Even under the objection of Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi still descended from the heaven to Buzhou Mountain, trying to solve the entire Wu clan with his own strength.

He fantasized beautifully, but the reality directly gave him a loud slap in the face. Who would have thought that the strength of the Dao Saint realm would be so powerful.

Even if he had the Eastern Emperor Bell, he was still directly defeated, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back, and now he was about to die.

But at this time, a snow-white whisk appeared in front of him, and with a light wave, the giant palm suppressed with devastating force instantly dissipated.

"Fellow Daoist is merciful."

The master holding the whisk appeared, he was a slender old man, he was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, his hair and beard were all white, but he was hale and hearty, with white hair and a childlike face.

As soon as it appears, there will be hundreds of millions of auspicious clouds, tens of thousands of auspicious energy, and a strange fragrance. The golden lotus will cover the void, the divine light will shine, and the rich Tao rhyme will radiate, resonating with all Taos.

"Hongjun!"

Houtu's pupils shrank suddenly, full of vigilance.

"It's the poor way."

Hongjun said with a smile, looking like a kind old man.

"Didn't you go with your body? You and I don't offend the river, why did you appear to block me today!"

Hou Tu asked, the divine power of the Great Dao Saint level was running extremely fast in his body, exuding an aura that overwhelmed the heavens, and he was ready to strike at any time.

"The impoverished way hinders you, naturally because God has the virtue of loving life."

Ancestor Hongjun said calmly.

"The virtue of good life? Hongjun, how many souls died because of you when you fought against the Rahu Immortal Demon, and you have the nerve to say the virtue of good life in front of this palace? Go away, don't hinder my affairs!"

Houtu scolded sharply.

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood, it was this Hongjun, not that Hongjun."

Faced with Houtu's unceremonious scolding, Hongjun was not angry, and explained to Houtu with a smile.

"Hongjun, I know your nature very well. Last time you plotted against me in reincarnation, I haven't settled with you yet. If you don't get out, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Houtu also didn't want to talk to Hongjun, after all, Hongjun's city was as deep as a sea of ​​chaos, and his tongue was as smooth as a tongue, Houtu also knew that he couldn't speak out against him.

"Fellow Daoists are wrong to blame the poor Daoist. If there is no guidance from the poor Daoist and the Dao of Heaven, how can fellow Daoists complete the authentic Dao, benefit the prehistoric and desolate souls, and have the body of a Daoist sage today?"

Hongjun replied cheerfully, looking like a good old man.

But the more Hongjun was like this, the more vigilant Houtu became.

At the time when the dragon and the phoenix were in calamity, Hongjun was notoriously ruthless in order to fight for the treasure, and I don't know how many innate talents tragically killed him.

Later in the battle between immortals and demons, Hongjun led Taoist Shichen, Taoist Qiankun, and Taoist Yinyang to fight against Luohou. Luohou set up a sword formation to kill immortals. As a result, the three Taoists Shichen, Qiankun, and Yinyang all died in the formation.

Demon Ancestor Luohu also exploded immediately, leaving only Hongjun Taoist Ancestor survived, and also collected treasures such as Zhuxian Sword Formation.

If there is no ghost among them, I am afraid no one will believe it.

After the great powers of the Great Desolate World were almost dead, the final battle for the power of the Great Desolate World fell into the hands of Patriarch Yang Mei and Hong Jun.

The two once fought in the chaotic world, but the ancestor Yang Mei was a hollow willow in the chaos, mastering the power of the law of space, and took all Hongjun's spiritual treasures into it.

Patriarch Yang Mei originally thought that he had won, and the control of Honghuang fell into his own hands, so he returned all the treasures to Hongjun and let him go.

Who would have thought that this Hongjun Taoist ancestor directly joined the Dao with his body and became the spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven, forcing the ancestor Yang Mei to go far away from Chaos.

So even though Hongjun is now honored as the Taoist ancestor and looks extremely sacred and lofty, Houtu is well aware of his nature.

It is definitely the smiling tiger among the smiling tigers. It eats people until they lose their bones with a smile.

"The reason why I can still stand here today is all due to the blessing of the Father God. If I hadn't obtained the Primordial Spirit, I would have lost my soul by now!
Hongjun, do you want to get out or not! "

Hou Tuhan said in a cold voice, mentioning this matter made her even more angry, and she felt an urge to do something directly.

"Fellow Daoist really misunderstood Pindao. Pindao came to save Donghuang Taiyi this time, all for the sake of Fellow Daoist."

Hongjun was still not angry.

"I don't need you to think about it!"

Houtu said bluntly.

"Fellow Daoist, you are now the spokesperson of the authentic way, and the authentic way is on par with the way of heaven, so it stands to reason that the poor should not make a move.

But everything in the prehistoric world is determined by God, and the current cultivation level of fellow Taoists has exceeded the range that the prehistoric world can bear.

If you insist on going your own way, it will bring disasters to the prehistoric and all spirits, and you should be like a poor way, not to intervene in the prehistoric affairs, and let the prehistoric and all spirits develop freely is the best way. "

Hongjun explained earnestly.

"In your opinion, how should I act?"

Houtu asked in a cold voice, the divine power of the Great Dao Saint level in his body was already gaining momentum, exuding an aura that overwhelmed the heavens.

But Hongjun didn't seem to feel the Tao, he still went his own way and said:

"When you return to the Netherworld, you will have to be immeasurably robbed, and concentrate on controlling the six reincarnations to benefit the prehistoric and all spirits!"

"Well, you Hongjun, you are the spokesperson of the way of heaven, and I am the spokesperson of the authentic way, with equal status, how dare you tell me what to do!"

The anger in Houtu's heart exploded in an instant.

(End of this chapter)