Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 288 One Qi Transforms Three Qing Taiqing Lao Tzu vs Black Clothes Wutian!

The long black flag dances, and the power of the innate treasure frightens the world for nine days and ten places!
At this moment, even the saints and Hunyuan all changed their faces.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon of the innate treasure level!"

"It's such a powerful breath, this black long flag is not inferior to Taiji Tu in terms of breath!"

"The Dao eliminates the demons, the prophecies left by the Demon Ancestor back then are indeed good, and the Demonic Dao has given birth to a Supreme Master!"

The faces of all the saints and Hunyuan changed, and fear flashed across their faces!
An innate treasure is actually not worthy of everyone's fear.

What everyone is afraid of is the meaning behind the innate treasure.

As we all know, congenital spiritual treasures are created by the heaven and earth, absorb the essence of the sun, moon and stars, and are conceived by one heaven and earth for countless thousands of years before they can be born.

And this black robe is tight on the black long flag in Naluo's hand.

Obviously, it is quite different from the origin of the prehistoric heaven, earth and dao, indicating that this innate treasure was not conceived from the prehistoric.

What does this explain? It shows that behind the black-clothed Kinnaruo, there is a whole big world.

Because only a complete world can give birth to a congenital spirit treasure.

And if you want to breed an innate treasure, its world level is not even inferior to the prehistoric.

"I don't know how strong the demon ancestor on Mount Sumeru has become in the past hundreds of millions of years."

All saints, Hunyuan felt sorry for him, and a sigh flashed in his heart.

This is the first time they have felt a huge sense of powerlessness since they proved the Dao Sanctification and the Dao Hunyuan.

A sage, high above the sky, has gone through thousands of calamities without grinding, and is stained with cause and effect without being stained

Being with the sky and co-existing with the Tao seems to have stood at the highest level of cultivation.

But in front of the stronger monks of the Heavenly Dao level, it is also nothing.

Styx smiled, and the fire red lotus of the twelfth-grade industry appeared at his feet, shining infinite fire light on the sky and the earth.

Behind Abi, Yuantu's two top-quality innate spirit treasures exude endless sharpness, which makes people's skin tingle.

"Fellow daoists, this magic cultivation is not easy, let's do it together?"

Ever since Styx Styx slaughtered Styx on Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the road has been smooth.

Since now, his Taoism has been soaring all the way, he has been brave and diligent, and he has practiced to the sixth heaven of Hunyuan.

Holding Abi, Yuantu, and Yehuo Honglian, the three top-grade innate spirit treasures, plus 8000 million blood god sons.

Even Zhunti, the second sage of the West, had to flee in embarrassment in the face of Styx, who was at full strength.

But, most importantly, Styx doesn't play by the rules.

Able to encircle and fight, he never fights alone, with blood and killing rules, killing nine heavens and ten earths, the great powers of the wild are all frightened.

Zhen Yuanzi also echoed, "Fellow Daoist Minghe is right. For fellow Daoists, we naturally have to follow the rules, but we don't need to follow any rules when it comes to this kind of overhaul."

Chen Xuanji shook his head slightly, "No need, let Uncle Taiqing take action first, by the way, try the strength of this demon cultivator, and I will be able to judge the approximate strength of the demon monk."

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, and said, "Sage Taiqing alone, can he deal with that black-clothed demon cultivator?"

The ability of the black-clothed demon cultivator to suppress Zhunti and lead him alone on Mount Sumeru shows how terrifying his strength is.

Tong Tian smiled freely, "Daoist Zhenyuan has underestimated my senior brother too much, don't worry, no matter how strong the demon cultivator is, as long as he is still in the realm of saints, my senior brother will never be defeated."

Tongtian couldn't be more clear about Taiqing's strength.

Yuan Shi also nodded slightly, and said affirmatively and firmly.

"Brother Taiqing, his strength is unfathomable. No matter how powerful the Demon Dao Overhaul is, he will never be his opponent."

Chen Xuanji said solemnly.

"Let's retreat for the time being and protect Mount Sumeru, lest the aftermath spread to the Three Realms, and it would be bad if we destroy the Innate Spirit Gathering Formation."

"Fellow Daoist is right."

Styx nodded immediately without refuting, and has been serving as the master of the Shura path in the six realms of reincarnation in the underworld all year round.

Styx knew very well in his heart how far the Chief Jiejiao had grown. Since he made a decision, he must have his reasons.

"In this case, I will evacuate here first!"

With a thought, Chen Xuanji turned into a beam of light and flew out of Mount Sumeru.

Yuanshi, Tongtian, Minghe, Zhenyuan and others followed suit.

After arriving at the outskirts of Mount Sumeru, they stopped.

Then, all the saints each cast a mana, and the inextricable strands condensed and turned into the strongest defense.

From top to bottom, it covers the entire Mount Sumeru world.

Just in case the aftermath of the Great War between the Two Saints would endanger the Three Realms.

Then, the saints and Hunyuan began to watch the battle, and the two great powers were fighting.

The reason why they didn't make a move was to see the current strength of Mo Dao.

On Mount Sumeru, Taiqing looked at the long black banner in Wutian's hand, his face became more dignified.

Occupying an innate treasure, the strength of the Demon Dao should never be underestimated.

He was very vigilant in his heart, and his movements were not slow at all.

Under his urging, the Tai Chi Diagram fully revived the power of the innate treasure, bursting out hundreds of millions of divine lights, crushing Xiang Wutian.

On the Taiji diagram, the black and white qi rotate, obliterating all things.

Whether it is chaos, space, or void, under the black and white atmosphere, everything turns into dust, and the heaven and the earth seem to send out a huge mourning sound.

"Heavenly Demon Banner, kill!"

There was also a sneer at the corner of Wutian's mouth, and there was a fighting spirit in the depths of his eyes.

Apparently, even Wutian felt tremendous pressure on Taiqing who was at full strength.

All the magic power of the Hunyuan Nine Layers of Heaven in his body rose up and poured into the Heavenly Demon Banner.

All of a sudden, ghosts and wolves howled from the Heavenly Demon Banner, and the souls of hundreds of millions of chaotic beasts seemed to wake up. They opened their bloody mouths, devoured the heaven and the earth, and rushed towards the Taiji Diagram with their terrifying demonic aura.

"Hundreds of billions of gangsters, this is simply an innate treasure of the demonic way that lives for killing!"

"This great practice of magic is unfathomable. I don't know how the Taiqing sage will deal with it."

"The saint of Taiqing, the No. 1 of the second generation of Xuanmen, has no problem dealing with the major cultivation of the evil way."

Outside Mount Sumeru, all the saints had different moods, this time the Demonic Dao's attack was too fierce!

It was really unexpected for them to send out a mighty Hunyuan Nine Heavens all at once.

In Mount Sumeru, under the gazes of the saints, Hunyuan, and hundreds of millions of creatures, the Taiji Diagram and the Heavenly Demon Banner collided together!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sky and the earth were dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and the sound of the collision of yellow bells resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.

Then, there was an indescribably terrifying Dao aggregate that charged in all directions, and everything it passed was annihilated.

Finally, after touching all the saints and the enchantment that Hunyuan teamed up to arrange, it disappeared into nothingness.

"My Great Leiyin Temple!"

"My Buddha Gate Dojo!"

Zhunti, followed by a miserable cry.

Covering his heart, he couldn't breathe because of the pain.

One blow, just one blow, with Mount Sumeru as the center, one-third of his Buddhist dojo was destroyed.

By the time the war is over, his Buddhist dojo will probably all be turned into dust.

This is the dojo they have worked hard for hundreds of millions of years to build.

On the summit of Mount Sumeru, after the two innate treasures collided, they flew back into the hands of the two of them again.

"Come again!"

There was a trace of seriousness and dignity on the faces of the two of them, knowing that the other was a rare opponent.

The next moment, the two flew up and fought in the void.

"Tai Chi diagram!"

"Heavenly Demon Banner!"

"Taiqing Shenlei!"

"Devil's Dafa!"

For a moment, the two were in mid-air, and the sound of spirit treasures colliding and supernatural powers exploding could be heard endlessly.

The terrifying Dao Yun, as if it doesn't need money, impacts the nine heavens and ten places, all over the world, every time, Mount Xumi is severely damaged.

Even the collision of the Dao in the dark caused the water of the East China Sea hundreds of millions of miles away to be turbulent, swaying, and set off monstrous waves.

If it wasn't for the fact that all the sages joined forces to set up a barrier, the Three Realms would have collapsed under the confrontation of the two sages.

Countless tens of thousands of years ago, when Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the water of the Tianhe River and the Qi of Chaos poured into the prehistoric desolation, I am afraid it will happen again.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of creatures held their breath.

Sweat stains appeared on the palms. This battle was the first battle of Dao Demon.

It's really important, Saint Taiqing, you must hold on.

In the blink of an eye, Taiqing Laozi had already fought thousands of rounds with Heiyi Wutian in mid-air.

The two people's skills are almost equal, and they both have innate treasures in their hands. For a while, they are even on the same level.

Wutian in black stood on the twelfth rank Miserable Black Lotus, with the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a strange smile.

"Taiqing, the chief of the second generation of Xuanmen, seems to be nothing more than that."

On the opposite side, Taiqing was still dressed in black and white Taoist clothes, with a deep face.

It's just that between the eyebrows, there is a little more confidence.

After thousands of rounds, he has almost figured out the way to overhaul the magic path.

Although the strength is good, but with his strength, it is not difficult to suppress.

"Three cleanses in one gas!"

As his voice fell, two streams of supremely pure immortal energy flew out from the top of his head and landed beside him.

Then, Taiqing's immortal energy quickly condensed, one of them became Shangqing who looked like a youth, and the other turned into Yuqing who looked like a middle-aged person.

Both Shangqing and Yuqing exuded the aura of a saint at the level of the Nine Heavens!

Coupled with the Taiqing deity, the Taoism of the saint Jiuchongtian.

The terrifying sage's aura shot straight into the sky, completely disrupting the heavenly secrets of the western land.

The terrifying air mechanism, entangled, spread, and turned into countless chains of avenues and gods, stretching on the top of Mount Sumeru.

The aura emitted by the light made Zhunsheng Daxiu a little out of breath.

"One gasification three cleanliness!!"

Outside of Mount Sumeru, Yuan Shi and Tong Tian frowned, his face froze.

From the moment they were born to the time when they became sages, they always felt that there was something missing in their original origin, and that their innate body could not be perfected.

And the Qihua Sanqing used by my elder brother
It seems that they can only be used after stealing their origin!

Tong Tian and Yuan Shi made up their minds to ask Taiqing Lao Tzu after this battle.

"kill!"

Inside Mount Sumeru, Taiqing spoke slowly, when he spoke, the wind was light and calm.

But when he made a move, it was an extremely violent supreme move.

The body of Taiqing is holding a Taiji diagram.

Yuqing's avatar is holding the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

The Shangqing avatar is holding a panlong flat crutch.

The three innate spirit treasures attacked Wutian with an unprecedented force.

For a moment, the sky collapsed and the earth split, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and the Three Realms were in turmoil!

Hundreds of millions of living beings in the prehistoric world only feel that there is a big mountain suspended above their heads, which will fall down at any time.

That was the trembling feeling from the depths of the soul!
"There is still such a supernatural power."

Wutian's face suddenly changed, and he felt great danger under the all-in-one breath.

"The Twelve-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus,"

Wutian first sacrificed the bodyguard of the twelve-rank World-Mietering Black Lotus.

"Heavenly Demon Banner!"

Then he sacrificed the Heavenly Demon Banner and fought at Taiqing.

"boom!"

The shocking sound of collision resounded through the sky, but this time, it wasn't evenly divided.

Under one breath, the strength of Taiqing soared three times in an instant.

He already has an overwhelming advantage against the Heavenless Demon God.

At this time, the three top-grade spirit treasures burst out with extreme light.

The Tai Chi Diagram held back the menacing Heavenly Demon Banner.

The Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda hit the twelfth rank Black Lotus with overwhelming force, only a roar was heard.

The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda broke open the twelfth rank Black Lotus.

But at the same time, he was also powerless, his light dimmed, and he flew back into Taiqing's hands.

After the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, Wutian has no defenses around him.

Panlong Bianguai smashed hard on the Taoist body of Wutian Demon God with the momentum of thunder. '

"Pfft!"

Wutian's face turned pale for a while, and the indestructible Hunyuan magic light on his body was scattered all at once.

The whole person staggered for a while, and opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of pitch-black demonic blood.

The devil's blood dripped on the ground, making a sizzling sound.

Constantly destroying the tunnel veins of the prehistoric land.

Wutian's face was pale, and he was hit by the top-grade innate spirit treasure, the dragon's head crutch.

The magic power all over his body collapsed, and he was no longer able to fight.

"Win!"

At this moment, the faces of all the saints and Hunyuan changed, and there was a flash of excitement.

Hundreds of millions of living beings in the prehistoric era danced and danced, cheered and jumped for joy, with deep excitement on their faces.

"The sage of Taiqing deserves to be the No. 1 of the second generation of Xuanmen. He has defeated the demons and demonstrated my prehistoric majesty!"

"The sage of Taiqing is also a role model for our generation!"

"In this life, we should follow the example of the Taiqing sage and strive to pursue the supreme way."

Outside Mount Sumeru, all the saints and Hunyuan cultivators saw that the battle had already been decided.

The mana barriers were withdrawn one after another, and they all flew to Mount Sumeru together.

In front of Mount Sumeru, Taiqing absorbed the supernatural power of transforming the three qings into one qi, and his aura became stable.

He looked at Wutian in black, and his voice was very calm.

"How, are you convinced?"

All the saints and Hunyuan also stared at Wutian in black, their voices were cold and murderous.

"Leaving Honghuang now, we can still give you a way out, or you will bear the consequences!"

Zhun mentioned, there is no time to take care of black clothes and no sky at all.

The two looked at the devastated Mount Sumeru after the First World War, and the dilapidated Daleiyin Temple.

Incomparably sad in his heart, tears flowed down his face.

"My Buddha Gate Dojo!"

"My Great Leiyin Temple!"

People were shocked when they heard it, wept when they heard it, and the grief reached the extreme.

"Cough cough."

Heiyi Wutian coughed a few times, his face became paler and paler, but there was still a strange smile on his face.

"Do you think that I really came to the Great Desolation alone?"

The faces of all the saints and Hunyuan couldn't help changing.

"what do you mean?"

Could it be that other than this black-clothed Jinnara, there are other major repairs of the magic way that came to the prehistoric world?

With a wave of Wutian's hand, the twelfth-rank Mieshiheilian appeared in front of him.

He bowed to Mie Shi Hei Lian, "Welcome to the Demon Ancestor."

"What, Demon Ancestor Luohu is here too?"

The saints were even more startled, and all their magic power was lifted up in an instant, motionless like a mountain, moving like thunder.

Demon ancestor Luohu, that is the supreme monk of the same level as Taoist ancestor.

Now, I am afraid that it is even more powerful than the saint realm.

If it really came, they might not be enough to see together.

Opposite the saints, the twelfth rank Mieshihei Lian spun slightly.

An extremely violent World Exterminating Demonic Light emerged from above.

Then, a black light shot out from the center of the twelfth-rank Mieshiheilian.

It seems that an incomparably astonishing ray of knife light cuts open the world!
(End of this chapter)