Candle Nine Yin Ancestor Wu carefully looked at the majestic figure in front of him, and said in surprise:

"You are dragging the flood and blowing yourself up! Who is your real body? What happened to my witch clan? ”

Meanwhile.

From afar, Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen quietly poked his head out from the sea, observed the majestic figure, and said excitedly:

"Wanyan Structure, this is the Luck Phase! I can sense the aura of great luck from him! ”

"It seems that looking at all dynasties, it is still my Ming Dynasty, which is even better, invincible in the flood famine!"

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou only felt that the face of the majestic figure was still vague, a little familiar, and said disdainfully:

"Zhu Qizhen, are you crazy?"

"I obviously sensed the breath of the Great Song Dynasty from this Dharma Appearance."

Cao Cao, Emperor Wu of Wei, was on the side, and said in confusion:

"Aren't you two bragging? Why did Lone also perceive the luck of Da Wei? ”

Emperor Cao Huan of Wei Yuan nodded and said:

"Grandpa Wudi, my grandson has also sensed it, and there will be no mistake."

"This Dharma Minister, it must be the Great Wei Dharma Minister!"

Ming Xingzong took Ming Taizong Zhu Di on a small boat, and under the cover of the formation, discussed:

"Fourth, why do I think this statue is strange?"

"Why are the breaths so mixed? It's like ......"

Ming Taizong Zhu Di said in a deep voice:

"It's like, the power of luck of many dynasties is mixed together, it seems that after the long river of Candle Jiuyin retrograde, what I see is this Dharma Appearance."

"Then I will come to the sea of blood to find you."

Facing the inquiry of the Candle Nine Yin Ancestor Witch, Wei An's figure raised his hand, and his body was completely condensed.

At this moment, the faces of all the emperors on the sidelines changed greatly!

When they saw the appearance of the great figure, it was not as they thought in their hearts, but a certain person among the emperors, but an ordinary appearance.

It's just that the clothes he wears are dragon robes, and the weapons in his hands are also Pangu axes.

Hongjun Daozu saw that this person was not raising his eyebrows, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and asked:

"Who the hell are you?"

"Even if this seat falls, I don't want to be defeated by an unknown person!"

Yes, seeing this figure that has manifested in the world from the future, Hongjun Dao Ancestor knew that he had been defeated.

First, the long river of time was broken, and then he beheaded his saint body with an axe, and by such means, he was definitely not an opponent before he met the Dao.

The humane law minister's gaze swept over the emperor hiding in the shadows, sighed leisurely, and said:

"My name, man."

"It's not the law of one person, but the condensation of the luck of all the emperors."

"Hongjun, in order to win you, I asked the Twelve Ancestral Witches to cut off the long river of time, lead the candle and nine yin to the future, and change the past."

"Fortunately, the future has changed, who would have thought that as the first saint in heaven and earth, the reincarnation of the Chaos Demon God, your only weakness is when the third lecture in Zixiao Palace."

"As long as you are not allowed to preach to sentient beings and conform to the Tao, you are an ordinary saint, even worse than a meritorious saint."

"Cultivation, cultivation is detachment, why do you need to be recognized by heaven? But for your own selfishness, you created the method of beheading the three corpses and cut off the future of all sentient beings. ”

"It's ridiculous!"

Between the words, he tried hundreds of times for the emperors before he finally found Hongjun's only weakness, and the humanitarian law did not mention anything.

When Hongjun Daozu heard this, his face turned dark, and he did not refute it, because only he knew how he became holy.

How to behead three corpses?

Hongmeng purple gas?

Both of these are used to fool sentient beings, and strictly speaking, he is now a half-saint.

Only after the three lectures of Zixiao Palace are over, and he preaches to sentient beings, can he truly become holy.

He never thought that this secret, which only he knew, would be revealed by this humane law manifested from the future.

……

Kunlun Mountain.

"Smack"

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty casually threw out a fruit core, which happened to hit the confused primitive, and said with a smile:

"Taiqing, primitive, Tongtian, you are still Pangu Sanqing, and now it seems that you are also stupid."

"Have you practiced the method of beheading three corpses? Hurry up and cultivate. ”

Primordial came back to his senses and roared:

"Damn! This old thief really has bad intentions!! ”

Tongtian nodded and said:

"Actually, as early as when Hongjun taught the method of beheading three corpses, I felt that something was wrong, if I want to say that the method of beheading three corpses is powerful, why don't I see Pangu Father God cultivating?"

"But that Hongjun is indeed sanctified inexplicably, and I only think that it is because this is a flood and desolation, and it is not appropriate for Pangu Father God to cultivate the Tao with strength......"

Taiqing shook his head and said:

"Now, it's useless to think about these things."

"I'm really curious, what kind of people are the emperors in the mouth of this Fa Xiang, and if you condense your luck, you can reach the realm of a saint."

Tongtian guessed:

"Could it be that it's Di Jun, Di Jiang?"

……

Not around the mountain.

When the Nuwa Sage woke up from her epiphany, and was still at a loss, she saw her brother Fuxi and them, cursing Hongjun Daozu together:

"Phew, this Hongjun old thief is really insidious, Poor Dao can't wait to tear this dog thief alive!"

"I said, the cultivation realms are all pieced together by me little by little, and summed up, how can someone suddenly create two realms on their own."

"Fortunately, Poor Dao didn't practice the method of beheading three corpses, otherwise he would have cut off the future."

"Wait, in this way, don't you also slow down for a while, don't be so anxious to become holy?"

In an instant, Fu Xi, Zhen Yuanzi and the others first looked at Hongyun, and then looked at Nuwa in unison.

Fu Xi, who was anxious to protect his sister, was even more anxious:

"Sister, don't rush to become holy first, the saint may be a trap!"

Since Hongjun Old Thief's method of beheading three corpses is problematic, the quasi-saint realm and saint realm he created are also unreliable.

If, after the enlightenment is sanctified, the way forward is completely cut off, then it is too late to repent.

The Blood Sea Styx threw aside the strange-shaped blood clay figure in his hand and said:

"Bah, whoever loves this saint will testify, and this seat will not be proven."

He cultivates for the sake of being at ease, all things are immortal, and he is immortal, the stars are extinguished, and he is immortal.

I didn't want to be a weird puppet.

After listening to Fu Xi's account of the cause and effect of the incident, Nuwa's pretty face changed, and she was about to wave her hand to wipe away the clay figures and stop preaching.

Suddenly.

The laws of creation in Nuwa's body operated on their own, and those lifelike clay figures also began to give birth to sanity.

Hype!

Ground Chung Golden Lotus!

The vision began to spread!

Suddenly, Nuwa panicked and said:

"Brother, I can't control myself anymore."

"What can I do?"

Fu Xi sacrificed the supreme treasure and hit those clay figures hard.

"Boom"

I saw a layer of golden light enveloping the clay figures, and Fu Xi vomited blood and flew out.

Hongyun jumped and roared:

"Brother Zhenyuan Dao help me!"

Zhen Yuanzi sacrificed the book from the ground and protected the red cloud.

Hongyun came to Nuwa with a strong holy might, smiled lightly, punched hard, and said:

"Nuwa Daoyou is still young, Hongjun old thief, if you have the ability, come to this seat!"

"Boom"

A shadow flew out and landed on the ground, rolling several times.

in the sky.

The indifferent and ruthless Eye of Heaven manifests.

(End of chapter)