martial artist in the prehistoric

In the Purple Sky Palace of Chaos, Tiandao Hongjun looked at the direction of the Netherworld with an ugly look. All his energy had been focused on monitoring the demon world and Rahu, but he rarely interfered with the Netherworld.

The earth did not combine with the Tao, and the earth did not give birth to a saint, so Hongjun didn't bother to pay attention to the underworld at all.

Although the Netherworld Underworld has a huge amount of luck, although it is not as good as the luck in the prehistoric world, it still has 70% to 80% luck. It is a pity that Houtu has been suppressing it in the Netherworld Underworld. The Netherworld Underworld is originally the body of Houtu,

She can join the Underworld at any time and exert her strength in the middle stage of Heavenly Dao. Without the support of Heavenly Dao, it would be impossible for Hongjun to conquer the Underworld.

But the netherworld is closely related to the prehistoric world. If two powerful men of heaven and earth fight, the prehistoric world will probably suffer. And the tunnel is nominally a part of the heaven. Hongjun's approach is very likely to make the law of heaven and the law of the earth different.

Collision, in this case the prehistoric world would really be in chaos, and it would be impossible for Heaven to support Hongjun's luck in winning the underworld.

If Tiandao doesn't support it, Hongjun can't do anything about it. After all, he is far worse than Tiandao. The most important thing is that not long ago, Luohu opened the sky and the birth of the demon of Tiandao attracted all Hongjun's attention, making him basically

There is no time to observe the situation in the Netherworld Underworld, so that there are so many powerful people in the Netherworld Underworld today.

Looking at the eleven auras that rose up to the nine heavens and almost had the fighting power of a saint, Hongjun's face was extremely gloomy. The reason why he wasted so much effort to bring about the prosperity of Buddhism was to fight against the invasion of demons from the demon world and bring about the prosperity of the demon world.

Time has been shortened infinitely. As for directly interrupting the Daxing of the demon world, this is simply unrealistic. The Tao is supreme, and the rules he has set are not dared to be violated by Heaven. They can only pick out the leaks, let alone Hongjun.

But from the current situation in the underworld, the enemies of Xuanmen in the future may no longer be the demons in the devil world, but most likely the monks in the underworld whose owners are comparable to saints in combat power.

"The fighting power of eleven men is comparable to that of a saint. Even if Buddhism, Taoism, and Demon Realm unite, they may not be able to win! If the saint does not take action, the three will almost definitely lose. What should we do?

?" Hongjun's head hurt a little.

On the other hand, in the Netherworld, there are eleven huge blood cocoons, crazy devourers of Netherworld aura, and the cracks on those blood cocoons are getting bigger and bigger, and the rich aura of the ancestral witches begins to faintly leak out, like wolf smoke.

It also rushed straight into the Thirty-three Heavens, making countless people with great supernatural powers look at it.

Looking at the blood cocoons with some cracks, Hou Tu was also a little excited. Since the Lich War, the eleven ancestral witches have been beaten back to their original shape and turned into drops of Pangu blood. The longing for their brothers and sisters for countless years,

It can be said that Hou Tu's days are like years, and his longing heart naturally hopes that they can transform as soon as possible.

Hou Tu's eyes looked expectantly at the gradually collapsing blood cocoon. The rich aura of the ancestral witches made countless ghosts in the Netherworld start to panic. Hou Tu glanced at it slightly, and waved his right hand to eliminate the vast aura of the many ancestral witches.

Isolate.

As time went by, the blood cocoon gradually collapsed, finally unable to bear the breath of the eleven superpowers, and collapsed instantly.

In an instant, beams of light of different colors soared into the sky from the heads of the eleven ancestral witches, and the mighty momentum swept towards the three realms like a huge wave. "Roar, roar, roar,,,,," a cheerful voice sounded.

A roar rang out from the underworld, and eleven phantoms towering over a million feet tall stood in the sky above the prehistoric world.

Seeing the appearance of these figures, the older generation of great gods almost stared out of their eyes. "The Twelve Ancestral Witches, these are the Twelve Ancestral Witches who fell during the Lich War. Aren't they already dead?

How is it possible that the prehistoric gods can reappear, and every one of them has the aura comparable to that of a saint? How is this possible?" Each of the prehistoric gods opened their eyes wide, and their spiritual consciousness continued to scan the void, feeling the rich aura of the ancestral witches.

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In the netherworld, Hou Tu looked at the giants in front of him who were ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety feet tall, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red. How many years have passed since the end of the Lich War to today?

, the expectations in my heart finally came true.

Di Jiang and the other eleven ancestral witches also looked at each other, and they all saw how happy they were with each other. No matter what the war situation was like that year, none of their brothers and sisters were missing, and that was the best thing.

But at this moment, a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the sky above the Netherworld. A silver-white eye scanned the many ancestral witches and Houtu below indifferently, with a ruthless, indifferent gaze that looked at all living beings like ants.

It made many ancestral witches quite uncomfortable.

The Eye of Heaven does not care whether you feel comfortable or not. Pillars of light shot out from the Eye of Heaven in an instant. Eleven bright rays of light fell towards the eleven ancestral witches. The vast power of Heaven began to gradually distort the void.

But before the eleven beams of light fell on the bodies of the many ancestral witches, a white jade hand rose from the heads of the many ancestral witches, and the power of law shot out from Hou Tu's hand, shooting down the Eye of Heaven.

All the beams of light were blocked. And there was naturally only one person in the entire Netherworld who could so easily block the Eye of Heaven's attack, the controller of the Six Paths of Reincarnation - Empress Houtu.

Although Hou Tu received the eleven beams of light from the Heavenly Way, the Heavenly Way is the Heavenly Way after all, far beyond the comparison of Houtu. After receiving the Heavenly Way's attack, Houtu's face began to turn pale at this moment. But Houtu still glared at the Heavenly Way.

Eyes, "Tiandao, what do you mean by this? Since all the brothers escaped from the Lich catastrophe, it can be seen that their luck is still there, why do you want to kill them? If you don't give me an explanation today, I will never give up."

The Eye of Heaven blinked slightly, but still scanned Houtu indifferently, with no explanation in its cold gaze.

At this moment, the void collapsed again, and Hongjun's shadow quietly appeared over the Netherworld. Looking at the angry Houtu, Hongjun shook his head slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist, you have misunderstood. Since Di Jiang and others have saved

After the Lich Tribulation, Heaven will not take action again."

"What about the situation before?" After hearing Hongjun say that Tiandao didn't want to kill the ancestral witches, Hou Tu's face softened a lot, but he still looked at Hongjun angrily. After all, Tiandao just shot him without saying a word.

With eleven beams of light, it is natural for people to misunderstand each other.

Hongjun glanced at the eleven ancestral witches, and then said somewhat strangely, "The physical bodies of the eleven ancestral witches have reached the limit below that of saints. If they break through, they will buy the level of physical enlightenment. Physical enlightenment is comparable to that of adults."

For the existence of a saint, if you want to attain enlightenment, you will naturally need to go through many tribulations, and these blockades imposed by heaven are one of them." Hongjun said without changing his expression.

Di Jiang below suddenly said, "What we practice is the body refining technique of the martial arts. To become a Taoist in the physical body, we only need to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao. There is no need for the Heavenly Dao to come forward in person."

Although physical enlightenment sounds simple, it is extremely difficult to do, and it requires a lot of perseverance. However, the price paid is huge, and the harvest is also huge. Although physical enlightenment is difficult, it is no less important than achieving enlightenment.

The Holy Avenue to Heaven. It has the same immortality, the same endless power, the same longevity in heaven and earth, and the same brightness in the sun and the moon. It is better than the saint's Avenue that has not been able to see the future for countless years and is almost a dead end.

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The biggest difficulty in attaining enlightenment in the physical body is when you break the shackles of heaven when you attain enlightenment. Because the shackles of heaven are equivalent to the blockade of heaven on you. Breaking through will naturally lead to enlightenment. If there is no breakthrough, it is nothing. If you do it again, it will be nothing.

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"You are ancient creatures. Becoming a Taoist body means breaking away from the shackles of Heaven. How could Heaven allow it?" Hongjun's eyes scanned the numerous ancestral witches indifferently.

Just when Di Jiang was about to speak again, Zhu Jiuyin on the side suddenly pulled him, and then said, "Our power has reached the edge of enlightenment, and we can attain enlightenment anytime and anywhere. And Wuliang Tianzun said

, we will be oppressed by the Dao of Heaven in the prehistoric world, and this time I am afraid it wants to seal all our bodies, leaving no possibility of enlightenment."

"What?" Di Jiang's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he looked at the Eye of Heaven with some anger. Unfortunately, his strength was far different from that of Heaven. Even if he could become a Taoist in the flesh, he was still an ant in the eyes of Heaven.

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It's just a slightly bigger ant. The only one who can make Tiandao move away from him is a strong Tiandao who is on an equal footing with him. Even the junior Tiandao strongmen may not care about Tiandao.

"We'd better let my sister send us out of the prehistoric world! As long as we leave the prehistoric world and hide in a place where the laws of heaven cannot extend, with the Pangu bloodline in our bodies, our physical enlightenment will definitely be successful, and even heaven will be unable to do anything to us.

." Zhu Jiuyin said in his voice.

"But if we are leaving, sister Houtu will be the only one left. This won't work."

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