Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 222: All the ancestral witches became saints, and the three innocents became numb.

In one day, the three religions stood side by side, and saints were born one after another, making everyone in the Demon Court dizzy.

"allow!"

The laws of the great avenue trembled and condensed into bright golden patterns, manifesting in the sky.

The phantoms of the twelve saints stand in the abyss, emitting unimaginable pressure and attracting boundless visions, just like the Taoist ancestors who preached the Tao on that day.

Seeing this scene, all the Daluo Demon Kings were dumbfounded and their mentality completely collapsed.

"What? It's just a religious teaching, but they all became saints."

"It's so crazy. All the witches have become saints. Who else can be the opponent of this ancestral witch?"

"Who exactly is the Ancestral Witch of Blood? Why is his background so profound? He guided all the Ancestral Witch brothers to break through."

All the demons on the scene murmured in shock, finding it difficult to accept this fact.In front of the sage of the Wu Sect, all the demon emperors were as vulnerable as ants.

Bai Ze and Kunpeng were even more shattered and stunned with fear:

"What, the Three Pure Demon Emperor's orthodox traditions have all been cut off?"

The two looked at each other and saw confusion and horror on each other's faces.First there were the Human Sect and the Chan Sect, and now the Jie Sect, which is connected to the sky, has also become a branch of the Wumen.

And even if you set up a Jiejiao branch, all of them actually became saints, with twelve saint leaders in one sect. Even Hongmeng was shocked and couldn't believe it.

The demon commander on the field murmured in shock, his face full of disbelief. When did Hunyuan Saints become so worthless and appear like mushrooms after a rain.

Even the dolls of the Blood Ancestral Witch are saints.

The more everyone thought about it, the more they became afraid and shuddered.

Brothers Di Jun and Taiyi turned to stone, and they were countless times more shocked than before:
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. A group of barbarians and reckless men are worthy of being involved in the path of saints?"

The Demon Emperor's face was full of disbelief, and he was extremely surprised.

Who would have thought that after Nuwa, before they, the Taoist disciples, could break through, it would be the Wumen who took the lead in becoming saints.

Moreover, there were twelve saints, who were as powerful as the three religious sects and were only branches of the Wumen, which made Dejun extremely collapsed.

Outside Zixiao Palace, Sanqing and Dongfang had a complete explosion, looking unable to accept it.

Zhunti gasped, his eyes full of disbelief:

"It's so hateful. This sect is clearly the orthodoxy of Brother Tongtian, and the ancestral witch is not the son of a human being."

Taiqing was furious and furious:

"The ant witch sect actually intercepts our brothers' opportunities one after another. They clearly don't take us seriously."

Tongtian was so shocked that he split in place and his face turned livid:
"It's so hateful. It was just a matter of snatching away my apprentice before, but now you don't even want to let go of my orthodoxy?"

What makes Sanqing most incredible is that even if they establish a religion and become saints, they may not have such momentum, with twelve saints a day.

On the other hand, the foundation of this witch sect is so profound that even Teacher Hongjun may not be able to see through it.

For a moment, everyone's expressions were solemn, and they were extremely frightened and surprised.

And at this moment, in the eyes of everyone with great anticipation, the door of Zixiao Palace slowly opened, with a long and holy rhyme.

Daozu Hongjun had a whim and was a little surprised at this time when he saw the people outside the hall:
"Why are you running here?"

Hongjun looked impatient. It was a critical moment for him to conform to the way of heaven. He had no time to accompany these disciples to fool around.

Besides, the lich was in peace after taking over the world, which allowed Hongjun to worry a lot and quietly plan the general trend of heaven.

Seeing the panic on everyone's faces, Hongjun's expression changed, showing a bad omen.boom!
For a time, the holy thoughts spread across the vast wilderness, and the situation below was completely visible, which made Daozu's expression change drastically, which was extremely unbelievable.

The ancestral witch established a religion and became a saint, and he was also one of the twelve saints?
After accepting these facts, Hongjun felt bad. He was so confused that he even suspected that he had gone into seclusion for countless yuanhui before the outside world experienced such drastic changes.

However, only a short time had passed since the third lecture of Zixiao Palace, and all the ancestral witches had achieved enlightenment, crushing the disciples he had accepted to pieces.

hiss--

Hongjun took a deep breath, his eyes full of surprise. At this time, the disciples were also surprised. Daozu finally came out of seclusion.

"The teacher is bad, the twelve ancestral witches have all become saints."

"Yes, the Wumen is really despicable. They actually cut off the disciple Hu's orthodoxy and established a religion to become a saint."

"If we no longer care about the Wumen, the world will completely change."

"Please teach me the method of becoming a saint and show me the way."

Sanqing and Dongfang were extremely panicked, their faces full of helplessness and collapse.

Everyone fell to their knees, expecting and excited.

No matter how powerful Wumen is, it is still a little worse than Zixiao Palace.

If Dao Ancestor Hongjun comes to help and helps them prove Hunyuan, their own lineup can slightly close the gap and catch up with the current Wumen.

For a moment, Sanqing was filled with anticipation and looked at Daozu for a moment.

"What a blood ancestral witch. I really thought he could be on par with me."

Hearing his disciple's words, Hongjun sneered, his eyes brightened, and he immediately showed a confident look, "Disciples, don't panic, when my ancestor's realm of heaven is stable, I can help you reach the top of the saints with a few casual moves. "

Hongjun sneered, his confidence reached the extreme.As for today's Wumen, they are just grasshoppers who have become a little more mature.No matter how many saints there are, they are only at the elementary level, like a child who has just learned to walk.

After hearing this, everyone below breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with joy:

"Teacher Shengming, what kind of bullshit ancestor witch dares to claim respect in front of Teacher Dao Ancestor."

"Jie Jie, the Wumen is doomed now. Our orthodoxy is such that even an ant or a grasshopper would dare to plot against us."

"If you dare to interrupt our brothers' inheritance, you will pay a heavy price."

With Hongjun's words, everyone's hesitation and anxiety disappeared a lot, and they all returned to Kunlun Mountain to wait for the opportunity.

No matter how powerful the Twelve Ancestral Witches are, if they don't know how to restrain themselves, they will only be a flash in the pan and cannot change the general trend of heaven at all.

What's more, in the eyes of everyone, Hongjun is the ceiling of the saint realm. Even if the twelve ancestral witches put together, they can't defeat him together.

"Hmph, the Wumen has bullied me like this, how can I let it go so easily?"

Zhunti snorted coldly, unable to swallow the bad breath.

Tongtian looked cold, nodded and said:

"We can't deal with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so why can't we deal with the three human sects and the dragon clan who have joined them?"

Sanqing's face was livid, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have the strength of saints and are not easy to offend. The first three sects are at their peak. However, the Dragon Clan below them has a lot of weight. They actually dare to despise them and run to be the bastards of the Ancestral Witches.

Not to mention collecting resources from all over the world, now there is a trend of drafting, just to please the bullshit Ancestral Witch of Blood, which is unbearable.

On Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing and Dongfang didn't hesitate to focus on the soft persimmon of the Dragon Clan.

(End of this chapter)