Honghuang: Something is wrong with the Wu clan this time

Chapter 188: The Supreme Being fell from the holy throne, the way of heaven was damaged, and Hongjun was detached

When Dao Dao's voice fell, a smile appeared on Da Jin Wu's face, a smile of victory. He had won the bet. Dao Dao was indeed cultivating strong men who could attack chaos and open up the world as the main body had guessed.

After the voice of the avenue fell, a look of pain flashed through the eyes of the Heavenly Punishment, and then disappeared into the heaven.

After the way of heaven disappeared, the avenue also disappeared. After the avenue disappeared, the destiny of heaven began to change, and all the destiny was concentrated on the Great Golden Crow.

After more than a dozen breaths, all the luck in heaven returned to the Great Golden Crow. The next second, the whole heaven shook, and then everyone felt that heaven was different.

Before this, the Heavenly Court made all the demon clans feel strange, and there was no familiar feeling at all. But now, when the Great Golden Crow announced that the demon clan was reestablished, all the demon clans immediately felt a familiar and friendly feeling. a feeling of.

Feeling the changes in heaven, a smile appeared on the face of the Golden Crow: "Jade Emperor, as I said before, you can rest assured and be a rich man on earth!"

After taking back the heavenly luck, the demon sect's luck skyrocketed, which put a victorious smile on Taishang Laojun's face.

"I have the advantage! Why do you fight with me? In this round, Pindao wins!" Taishang Laojun muttered to himself.

But the next second, the smile on Taishang Laojun's face froze, followed by anger and fear!

Shouyang Mountain, Shenghuang Hall, after Pan Huang heard the words of the Great Golden Crow, his face showed the same smile as the Supreme Lord before.

"This wave, the advantage is mine. In the end, I won!" Pan Huang said with a smile.

Looking back to the Demon Court, after the Great Golden Crow took the fate of the Heavenly Court into his own, he once again gathered all the demon clan. This time he set the location at the demon clan's base camp in Luzhou, Beiju.

"The road is high, our demon clan has been in the world since Pangu opened the world. Now I am abolishing the demon religion in the name of the Demon Emperor of Demon Court. In the future, the demon clan will only have the demon emperor and no leader!" The Great Golden Crow knelt on the altar and shouted!

This time, before Heaven's Dao could come, Da Dao came first. Without even giving Heaven's Dao a chance, Da Dao took the lead in complying with what the Great Golden Crow said.

In the eyes of Dao Dao, after Pangu opened up the ancient world, his mission has been completed. Once there is a monk in the ancient world who can transcend the way of heaven, Dao Dao will cultivate him, and the Great Golden Crow is obviously this kind of person who is favored by Dao Dao and can transcend the way of heaven. A man of heaven.

After Dao Dao agreed, the demon sect's luck began to be swallowed up by the demon court. In just a dozen breaths, the demon sect's luck was swallowed up by the demon court.

In fact, it’s not considered devouring, it’s just a transformation. After all, whether it’s the Demon Cult or the Demon Court, they are all those people.

After the demon sect's luck was swallowed up, Saint Taiqing's face changed drastically, far away in the chaos. Just as he was about to say something, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and the aura on his body also fluctuated violently.

Quasi-Saint late period, Quasi-Saint middle period, Quasi-Saint early stage

"No! Don't! Don't!" Saint Taiqing felt the decline of his realm and shouted in horror.

But his shouting had no effect at all. He tried his best, but he couldn't stop his fall.

Finally, Saint Taiqing couldn't hold on anymore, and his realm finally fell to the holy level.

When Saint Taiqing fell from the throne, the entire prehistoric world reacted immediately, and the sky instantly became gloomy. Then, a sad emotion appeared in the hearts of all living creatures in the prehistoric world, except Panhuang, because the way of heaven was not at all It won't affect him.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Pan Huang succeeded!" In the sea of ​​blood, Ming He felt the sad emotion and muttered to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, blood rained from the sky. This was the cry of Heaven. Saint Taiqing fell from the throne, which represented the lack of Heaven.

The mortals in the primitive world had no idea what was going on. They thought it was the wrath of heaven, so they knelt on the ancestral temple and began to pray.

When the people of Chechi Kingdom saw this scene, a panic spread in their hearts. They felt as if they had lost something precious, but they could not find what it was.

In fact, the panic in their hearts is due to the loss of luck. Taishang Laojun integrated Che Chiguo's luck into the demon sect. Now that the demon sect no longer exists, Chechiguo's luck has naturally been swallowed up. .

Nowadays, the people of Chechi Kingdom have become rootless duckweeds. There are only two results waiting for them. First, self-destruction. Without the protection of luck, there will be constant disasters in Chechi Kingdom in the future. In the end, they Everyone will die from natural disasters, and the second is to be eliminated, annexed, and become slaves of other countries.

In fact, it would be better to be a slave of another country. After all, you can still survive, right? This depends on what the people of Chechi State will think about it.

The first time Saint Taiqing fell from the throne, Pan Huang arrived at the Bajing Palace. At this time, Taishang Laojun slumped on the futon with a sluggish look on his face. His quasi-sage aura had long since disappeared, replaced by The breath of Daluo Jinxian.

Normally, the cultivation level of the three corpses of the quasi-sage is similar to that of the quasi-sage. Even if the strength of the main body is weakened, the cultivation level of the three corpses will not fluctuate much. However, Taiqing Saint has fallen from the holy position, so Even the three corpses with him were affected.

"I also made a move. It seems that I won this round." Pan Huang said with a smile.

Taishang Laojun did not speak, but his eyes were fixed on Pan Huang. Now he no longer had the confidence to speak harshly to Pan Huang. He was no longer a saint. It would be very easy for Pan Huang to control him. of.

"You have been trying to seize the luck of all parties since Nuwa created humans and became a saint. You want to use the luck of all parties to go further and transcend the way of heaven. Now this can be regarded as a punishment for your ambition." Pan. Huang's face was filled with sarcasm.

"I give an order in the name of the saint. From now on, Donghai Tanggu will be sealed. It will be impossible to escape without immeasurable calamity!" The next second, Pan Huang's voice resounded throughout the prehistoric era.

"Pan Huang, how dare you?" Taishang Laojun's eyes were about to burst. If Tang Gu was sealed, he would be trapped and die in the Eight Views Palace.

Panhuang ignored Taishang Laojun and turned around and left Tanggu. When he left Tanggu, the power of the saint exploded, hiding Tanggu on the East China Sea. No one except Panhuang would be able to find Tanggu in the future. valley.

"Next, it's time to go to Chaos and see how Saint Taiqing lived in Chaos after he fell to the throne." Pan Huang said with a smile.

After saying that, he disappeared into the East China Sea.

In the chaos, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master showed a sad look on their faces. Although the three brothers have separated, their relationship is still there. Now that I have become like this, they will inevitably feel sad in their hearts. But let them help me deal with Pan Huang? Today's Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Leader really don't have the courage.

It can be said that they basically never won the game against Pan Huang. They lost miserably in every game. And now, I have fallen from the holy position because of this, and they dare not go against Pan Huang.

If they go against Pan Huang and let Pan Huang start targeting them, will their fate be the same as mine? They don't want to lose this status as a saint.

With this mentality, they directly closed the dojo. The main reason was because they were afraid that I would suddenly come to them and ask them for help.

When Pan Huang came to Chaos, a group of saints discovered his whereabouts immediately. Mainly because Pan Huang was too high-profile. After he entered Chaos, he directly released his saint's aura, and then swaggered towards Laozi's dojo. Walked over.

"Killing will kill the heart, killing will kill the heart!" Zhunti muttered to himself when he saw Pan Huang like this.

"Junior brother, let's not go against Pan Huang in the future. Senior brother, I don't want to become the second me." Jieyin looked at Zhunti and said seriously.

"Brother, don't worry. I will never go against him again. I don't want to be like me. I can still tell the difference between junior brother and me," Zhunti said.

"Yes!" Jieyin nodded, and then they set their sights on Pan Huang again.

Although this sounds a bit cowardly, they at least kept their holy position, right?

They are just a little cowardly here in Panhuang, but in front of others, they are still saints, but I am different now. He not only has to be cowardly in front of Panhuang, but he still has to be cowardly in front of other people, because he Now he is no longer a saint. Since he is no longer a saint, he no longer has that kind of respect for me.

After all, you are no longer a saint. If I compete with you with my strength, there are still many people in the ancient world.

"Fortunately, we formed an alliance with fellow Taoist Panhuang. Otherwise, would I be like me now?" Nuwa murmured to herself in the Wa Palace.

In the chaos, the thoughts of all the saints were circulating, but I was the only one whose heart was full of fear and resentment. He wanted to seal his dojo, but he simply couldn't do it with his current strength.

This is chaos, and the dojo he is in now is a saint's dojo, but now that he has lost the power of a saint, there is no way to seal the dojo.

In addition, he has been sealed in this dojo forever. Now, as long as I dare to step out of the dojo, I will be assimilated by the energy of chaos in an instant.

"Hahaha, I, I am here to see you. I heard that you have fallen from the holy throne, so I am here to laugh at you." Before the person arrived, the voice came first.

After I heard Pan Huang's voice, his ugly face instantly darkened, but now he didn't dare to say anything at all, because he knew Pan Huang's character. The more he resisted, the happier Pan Huang would be.

"Hey! You look good. Much better than the previous ones such as Jie Yin and Zhunti. I thought you would look depressed." After seeing Lao Tzu, Pan Huang said in surprise.

Pan Huang did not hide his voice, and since Laozi's dojo did not have the power of saints to suppress it, other saints easily heard Pan Huang's words.

There was no expression on Jie Yin's face, but his prepared expression was stiff for a moment, but returned to normal in an instant.

This is chaos, and only these saints know about their affairs. All sentient beings in the wild do not know about them. This is enough. Anyway, among the saints, Zhunti is famous for his lack of shame. Thinking of this, Zhunti I felt relieved. I was already in ruins, so how could I talk about the collapse of my house?

"Why don't you talk? Are you born not to talk?" Pan Huang asked with a smile when he saw me lowering his head and looking silent.

Hearing Pan Huang's words, Nuwa couldn't hold back any longer. He was killing people to kill people, killing people to kill people! But no saint stood up for me, because they didn't want to offend Pan Huang, the god of plague.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being a former saint. You still have a very good character. Seeing you like this makes me relieved. By the way, this is my jade slip. If you want to go to the ancient times, crush the jade slip and I will I'll take you to see the ancient world, otherwise you'll get sick if you stay here all the time, hahahaha!" At the end of his sentence, Pan Huang burst out laughing, then turned around and left Laozi's dojo.

After leaving Laozi's dojo, Pan Huang came to Zixiao Palace again. This time, although Zixiao Palace was still in a sealed state, Panhuang found a loophole in it. He directly forcibly broke the seal of Zixiao Palace and left. Go in.

"His strength has improved again!" Nuwa's pupils shrank.

This is the Zixiao Palace, and that is the seal of Heaven. Pan Huang actually broke the seal of Heaven easily. Does this mean that Pan Huang already has the strength of Heaven?

"What are you thinking about? Fellow Daoist Panhuang has fought against Heavenly Dao more than once, and he has never been defeated. It shouldn't be difficult to break this seal, right?" Nuwa laughed at herself, and then ignored her. Pan Huang, closed his eyes and went to practice.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master also looked horrified, this is the seal of heaven!

"Is this the power of Saint Hunyuan?" Yuanshi Tianzun and Master Tongtian murmured to themselves involuntarily.

Jieyin and Zhunti were already used to it. They knew Panhuang was powerful early on, so this move did not surprise them.

After entering Zixiao Palace, Pan Huang saw Tiandao Hongjun, who was radiating white light all over his body.

This white light is the way of heaven, and the person in the white light is Hongjun. At this time, his face has a strange expression, half indifferent and half excited. Indifference is the way of heaven, and excitement is Hongjun of Xuanmen.

"Odd number, are you here to see my joke?" Tiandao said coldly after seeing Pan Huang.

"I've met fellow Taoist!" As soon as Tiandao finished speaking, Xuanmen Hongjun's voice rang out.

"I just want to come and see what it's like when the law of heaven is lacking." Pan Huang said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I believe in you. You will definitely be able to transcend the way of heaven. Come on!" Pan Huang made a cheering gesture to Xuanmen Hongjun, and then leaned against the pillar of Zixiao Palace with a smile on his face. Look at them.

A smile appeared on the half-excited face, and then the white light on Hongjun's body flashed more frequently and intensely. Pan Huang knew that the outcome between them was determined by these dozen breaths.

Sure enough, after more than ten breaths, Pan Huang noticed that a ray of white light was squeezed out of Hongjun's body. The appearance of this ray of white light seemed to be a fuse. The next moment, a steady stream of white light erupted from Hongjun's body. Overflowed out, and soon a thumb-sized white ball of light condensed in front of him.

(End of this chapter)