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

On the side, listening to Luo Hu's overbearing declaration.

Wutian Demon God's eyes showed deep admiration, fanaticism!
This is the great creator demon ancestor of his Heavenly Demon Realm!
With the Demon Ancestor, it is just around the corner to rule the prehistoric world.

At that time, hundreds of millions of living beings in the prehistoric world will abandon the Taoism and switch to his demon way!

On the Jiuchongyun, Hongjun frowned slightly facing Luo Hu's eyes full of fighting spirit.

It seemed that he also understood what Luo Hu meant, but he wanted to test his details.

Hongjun said in a deep voice, "Okay, then let the poor Taoist take a good look at it. Hundreds of millions of years ago, in the battle of Mount Sumeru, the demon ancestor Luohu, who lost his helmet and armor, and fucked his shit, how much ability he has left in these years!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, he frowned, paused, and looked at the saints.

"You must use all your strength to protect Mount Sumeru, and you must not let the aftermath of the battle harm the creatures of the three realms."

"I'll wait to understand."

All the saints nodded solemnly, and they also knew that they could not get involved in the battle at the level of heaven.

"I'll let you do your best!"

Luo Hu looked on coldly, with a strange smile faintly curled up at the corner of his mouth.

With a thought, the saints tore apart the space and came to the outside of Mount Sumeru.

Master Tongtian said with a serious expression on his face.

"Heavenly-level battles are too terrifying. With our strength, even if we attack with all our strength, we may not be able to protect the entire Mount Sumeru."

"Yes, Luo Hu's strength is unfathomable. Once the two of them fight, Mount Sumeru will be as fragile as a piece of paper!"

"Then what should we do, let the aftermath of the war sweep across the Three Realms, and hundreds of millions of souls in the Three Realms will be buried with them?"

"No matter what, there are hundreds of millions of monks in the Three Realms behind us, and we must try our best to protect them."

The faces of the saints became more and more serious.

At the end of the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, all the saints fought, the prehistoric world was shattered and divided into three realms.

And this is just a saint-level battle.

If the Dao Realm is overhauled and a war is launched inside Mount Sumeru, what serious consequences will it cause?
I'm afraid that the entire Three Realms will not be able to bear it, and will turn into dust, powder, and return to chaos.

"No, Mount Sumeru must be kept, it is my last asset in the West!"

"Western Buddhism is here, and Mount Sumeru is here. If Mount Sumeru is gone, our Buddhist orthodoxy will exist in name only but will die."

Zhunti, Jieyin is determined this time, no matter what, he must protect Mount Sumeru.

"All right!"

Taiqing's face was no longer indifferent, he had a thought.

The black and white Tai Chi diagram appeared in midair, rotating slightly, exuding great pressure.

"All sages, Hunyuan, inject mana into the Tai Chi diagram, and do your best to protect Mount Sumeru."

"it is good."

All the saints nodded one after another, and with a thought, dozens of terrifying, majestic, indescribable mana poured into the Taiji diagram like a stormy sea.

Especially Zhunti and Jieying seemed to be using all their strength to inject mana into the Taiji diagram regardless of everything.

In an instant, a dazzling black and white divine light burst out from the Taiji diagram.

It was so dazzling that it was almost on fire, and the power of the innate treasure was fully revived at this moment!
The next moment, the Taiji Diagram began to climb rapidly.

After reaching above the Jiuchongyun, he slowly slowed down his pace!
The black and white two-color divine light sprinkled from Mount Sumeru, turning into a layer of black two-color barrier, covering Mount Sumeru from top to bottom.

Don't look at it as a thin layer, but it's all the saints, the Hunyuan magic power is going all out.

Below the Heavenly Dao level, no matter who comes, they are indestructible.

After arranging the Taiji diagram, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and had time to look at the situation inside Mount Sumeru.

On Mount Sumeru, Wutian in black also retreated to the outskirts of Mount Sumeru. On the top of the mountain, only Luohu and Hongjun were left.

"Hongjun, look at my spirit treasure!"

Immediately, Luo Hu sacrificed the most powerful spirit treasure in his hand.

The treasure of chaos, the Great Mill of Extermination!
"boom!"

There was a wailing sound from the void, and a large black grinding disc appeared above Rahu's head.

The big black mill rotated slightly, and the monstrous aura of annihilating the world swept across the nine heavens and ten earths!

As soon as he thought about it, all the Taoism at the peak of the sixth heaven of Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal poured into the Great Mill of Extermination.

In an instant, the coercion emanating from the Great Mill of Mieshi was more than ten times stronger than a hundred times stronger!
The terrifying power of destroying the world is mighty and mighty, stirring up hundreds of millions of miles of mountains, rivers and lands, and there is indeed a Tai Chi diagram protecting Mount Sumeru.

But the millions of living beings in the Three Realms still feel that there is an extremely sharp sword hanging above their heads.

It will fall at any time, this is the fear that comes from the depths of the soul.

"The Great Mill of the World!"

"I didn't expect that you found all this Chaos Supreme Treasure!"

Hongjun's expression was slightly startled, with great fear showing on his face.

The Great Grinding Mill was one of the three thousand demon gods that Pangu angrily killed back then, and the treasure in the hands of the destroying demon gods.

The Great Grinding Mill represents the ultimate destruction, not weaker than the Chaos Demon Ape back then.

Later, Pan Gu opened the world and destroyed the first one who was unconvinced and rushed forward.

Under the supreme power of the Pangu Axe, the Demon God of Destruction fell, and the Mieshi Damo was also severely injured and disappeared.

Unexpectedly, after some twists and turns, it actually fell into Luo Hu's hands.

Luo Hu was originally the Demon Ancestor, plus such a terrifying World-Exterminating Spirit Treasure.

The threat is much greater than that of the battle between Dao and Demon hundreds of millions of years ago.

"Hongjun, take out your fortune jade plate."

Rahu shouted loudly, billowing demon energy swept across the sun, moon and starry sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Looking around, the entire Mount Sumeru seems to have really become a holy place for demons.

"Fortune Jade Plate."

Hongjun yelled loudly, and at the same time, all the Taoist deeds from the peak of the sixth heaven of Hunyuan Promise Golden Immortal poured out, and sacrificed the jade plate of good fortune.

The Good Fortune Jade Plate, like the Great Mill of Mieshi, is in the ranks of Chaos Supreme Treasures.

It's a pity that the origin of the Mie Shi Da Grinding was damaged, its grade dropped, and it no longer had the power of the supreme treasure of chaos.

Only roughly equivalent to the power of a chaotic high-grade spirit treasure.

The good fortune jade plate also shattered when the sky was opened, and its grade dropped.

Back when Hongjun became a saint, the Good Fortune Jade Plate was probably equivalent to the low-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure.

For hundreds of millions of years, Hongjun has been searching for the fragments of the good fortune jade plate all the time, and he has found quite a few.

At this time, the prestige of the Good Fortune Jade Plate is also equivalent to the top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure.

The power of the two Chaos Spirit Treasures can be said to be equal.

Above Hongjun's head, the fortune jade plate emitted a dazzling white fairy light.

The Jingshi Qingqi slowly descended from the top, no matter how violent the devilish energy was, when they encountered the Jingshi Qingqi, they all retreated and disappeared.

Soon, a very strange scene formed on Mount Sumeru!
With Rahu as the center, half of Mount Sumeru turned into a deep purple-black, indescribably black. Sunlight, moonlight, space, and magic power seemed to be able to swallow everything in the world.

As for Hongjun as the center, Mount Sumeru on the other side was, as always, surrounded by fresh air and surging celestial light, exuding a great holy aura.

"Humph!"

With a soft snort, Luo Hu took control of the Great Mill and pressed down on Hongjun with the monstrous demonic Dao Yun.

Hongjun's face was calm, and he pushed his hands forward slightly, and the good fortune jade plate moved at will, pressing down on Luohu.

Soon, the Great Mill of Extermination, the Jade Plate of Creation, and the shocking Dao Yun carried on it.

Under the eyes of the saints and Hunyuan, they collided slowly!
"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

On the top of Mount Sumeru, there were hundreds of millions of explosions.

Dao Yun, like a tsunami, strikes in all directions with Mount Sumeru as the center.

For a while, even the saints and Hunyuan felt unprecedented pressure.

"Listen to my orders and keep the Tai Chi Diagram running!"

"Yes."

All the saints, Hunyuan couldn't help but increase his mana, inject it into the Tai Chi diagram, and protect the entire Mount Sumeru.

The terrifying Dao Yun, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, impacted on the Taiji diagram.

As strong as the Taiji Diagram, it also caused waves.

The barrier made of black and white gas is constantly shaking.

Even the saints, the palms of Hunyuan, couldn't help sweating.

At this moment, everyone has only one belief in their hearts, that is to protect Mount Sumeru and prevent the aftermath of the collision from spreading to the Three Realms.

No, hundreds of millions of souls die tragically in an instant, and these heavenly saints may immediately suffer the backlash of heaven and fall to the holy throne.

On Mount Sumeru, with a single blow, Luo Hu took back the Great Mill of Extermination, and Hongjun also took back the Jade Plate of Creation.

The Dao Yun on the two of them gradually stabilized.

At the same time, Hongjun and Luo Hu had almost figured out the other party's details through the blow just now.

There were waves of waves in Luo Hu's heart. He didn't expect that Hongjun, who still needed to raise his eyebrows during the battle between Dao and Demon, and the three of Yin Yang and Qian Kun, had made such great progress over the years.

If it wasn't for his chance to get the Mieshi Damo, I'm afraid he might not be the opponent of Hongjun's old way.

Luo Hu smiled strangely, "Hongjun, you have made a lot of progress, but do you think that with your own strength, you can stop my demon way from invading the prehistoric world?"

Hongjun's face remained calm, he said slowly.

"My monks, why do you hesitate to fight, as long as the devil dares to invade, my Xuanmen will definitely resist to the end."

Since the great catastrophe of proclaiming the gods, the saints have fought against each other, and the prehistoric world has been broken, and Hongjun has finally mastered all the authority of the Dao of Heaven.

The way of heaven is Hongjun, and Hongjun is also the way of heaven. Hongjun has been bound to the Three Realms.

One prospers and one harms all, Hongjun will never sit idly by and ignore the invasion of evil ways and endanger the Three Realms.

Luo Hu shook his head with a weird smile on his face.

"Old man Hongjun, if you agree to let my magic way spread the law in Honghuang, I can promise you that I will not attack Honghuang for ten thousand years. What do you think?"

There was a cold look on Hongjun's face.

"The demonic way wants to spread the word in my prehistoric world, it is nothing more than to divide my luck in the Xuanmen. If you want to invade, you can do it at any time, so why use such a strategy."

Hongjun knew very well in his heart that Luo Hu and his strength were not the same.

The reason why he wanted to set up a demonic way in the prehistoric world was to divide his profound luck.

In order to better invade him in the future, it's just to increase the odds of winning.

"That would be a pity"

A look of regret flashed across Luo Hu's face, just as he was about to leave with Wutian Demon God

Suddenly, a sound transmission flew to Hongjun's ear.

Hongjun's expression moved slightly, but there was an uproar in his heart.

He immediately opened his mouth and said to Luo Hu, "Of course, if you are willing to preach in my prehistoric world, my Xuanmen will not be afraid."

"Oh, but really?"

Luo Hu stopped abruptly when he left, and looked at Hongjun in disbelief.

"Of course it's true."

Hongjun's voice was extremely flat, and his brows were full of strong confidence.

On the contrary, Luo Hu hesitated a little at this time.

Hongjun agreed so happily, could there be some trick in it?
But the next moment, Luo Hu suppressed this thought in his heart.

The prehistoric world established the way of demons, and the luck of the demonic ways increased greatly. In the future, when they attack the prehistoric areas, they will respond from outside and inside, and they will definitely be able to pacify the prehistoric areas in one battle.

Now what is this little risk?
Luo Hu smiled strangely, and the devilish energy in his body became more turbulent at some point.

"Okay, within ten thousand years, this seat will never invade Honghuang."

His voice fell, he looked at Wutian Demon God, and solemnly ordered.

"Stay here on Mount Sumeru, and carry forward my legacy of demonic ways. For ten thousand years, you must not attack fellow Taoists from the Three Realms."

The corner of Wutian Demon God's mouth curled up into a smile, and he bowed in salute, "I will obey the decree of the Demon Ancestor."

After finishing speaking, Luo Hu waved his hand, and the twelfth-rank Mieshihei Lian spun slightly, and a bright faint light burst out from above.

It was as if a sharp blade cut through the space, revealing the misty chaos.

As soon as Luo Hu thought about it, he took a step and disappeared.

As Luo Hu left, that shocking demonic aura gradually disappeared.

At the same time, outside Mount Sumeru, the saints and Hunyuan saw Rahu leave.

Hastily withdrew his mana, and under the leadership of Taiqing, he returned to Mount Sumeru.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhunti, looking at Wutian Demon God who was still standing there, was stunned.

They clearly felt just now that Luo Hu had left the Three Realms, why hadn't the black-clothed demon cultivator in front of him left?

Wu Tiancheng in black smiled strangely at Zhunti.

"Why should I leave, Mount Sumeru, it is now the territory of my demon way."

"What, the territory of the magic way?"

"Could it be that you have lost your mind and lost your mind? Mount Sumeru is the holy land of our Buddhist sect. How can you allow you to wait for the demon cultivator to stay for a long time?"

Zhunti, I was in a hurry to receive the lead, just kidding, his Buddhist holy land was given over to the Demonic Dao, and in the endless years to come, who would think highly of his Buddhist sect.

The gap between his Buddhism and Jujiao's wisdom is getting bigger and bigger, and it can't be bridged.

Even the sages and Hunyuan were taken aback for a moment, how could the beautiful Mount Sumeru be given over to the Demonic Dao?
Wutian Demon God spread his hands and said with a smile, "If you don't believe me, ask your teacher."

"Teacher Daozu, what is going on here? Mount Sumeru is the holy land of my Buddhist sect. It must not be given to the devil. This is an opportunity for the devil to eat away at my luck."

Zhunti, the receiving voice was extremely sad, even trembling.

It made people cry when they heard it, and they were shocked when they heard it, and they couldn't help feeling a pang of sympathy in their hearts.

"I have made an agreement with Demon Patriarch Luohu that within ten thousand years, Dao and Demon will stop fighting, but during this period, Demon Dao must be allowed to preach on Mount Sumeru."

Hongjun nodded slightly, then paused, as if he also felt a little sorry for Buddhism.

"As for Buddhism, let's move to another place for the time being, I will let the rest of the sages help you with Buddhism."

Zhunti, Jieyin was dumbfounded all of a sudden, and froze in place.

For 1 years to stop the war between Taoism and demons, Taoist ancestor actually sold his Buddhism?
Zhunti, Jieyin felt wronged and resentful.

The disappointment in my heart is even greater than 10 years ago.

"I will follow the Daozu's edict."

Zhunti, bowed his hands, was disheartened, and stopped talking.

Hongjun nodded, "All the sages and Hunyuan need to help the Buddhist sect settle, and there must be no mistakes."

"Yes, Daozu."

All the saints and Hunyuan spoke in unison.

I have to say that although the two Buddhist sages are shameless and thick-skinned, they still like to say to everyone that fellow Taoists have a predestined relationship with me in the West.

But what is undeniable is that the two sages of Buddhism, with a firm mind of Taoism, took great pains to revive the West.

Just for this, they are also willing to help Buddhism. (end of this chapter)