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Chapter 242 Refining the Witch-Slaying Sword starts with blocking the door

For a moment, everyone in the Demon Court was shocked and horrified, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Sanqing also nodded at this time and said sadly:
"Yes, Your Majesty, that witch sect is really abominable. They did not say anything about our orthodoxy, but now they even rob me and other disciples. They want to cut off the future of our saintly orthodoxy. It is simply the biggest cancer in the world."

Sanqing was extremely sad and angry, burning with anger, causing the hundreds of millions of monsters below to tremble and be trapped on the spot.

The shock on the faces of Di Jun and Taiyi became more and more intense, their scalps were numb, and they were all stunned:

"What? Even Senior Brother Taiqing's apprentice was taken away. How is this possible?"

Di Jun and Di Jun looked at each other and saw incomprehensible expressions on each other's faces.

You must know that the strength of the Sanqing Saints is not like the half-full bucket of water like the Western Second Saints, who can become saints by borrowing the merits of heaven.

No one would dare to underestimate the strength of the Taiqing leader.However, despite this, the disciples of the Ninja Sect were also snatched away, which is really incomprehensible.

Tongtian gritted his teeth and said:
"Sooner or later, I will ask for this account book back. Even if you rob my senior brother's elite disciples, you can even rob the overseas casual cultivators that I value. It is really too much."

For a moment, Di Jun and others felt extremely unbelievable, and they were so shocked that the place cracked:
"What? Even the mountain spirit and sea monster disciples of Saint Tongtian are robbed. The witch sect is too rampant and doesn't give them any way to survive at all."

Everyone's faces were full of surprise and dumbfounded.

The dignified saint leader was forced by the witch sect to even establish a sect. He went out to recruit a few disciples and was disappointed, but he couldn't do anything to them. He was so angry that he vomited blood.

Di Jun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"This is unreasonable. Don't worry, all the leaders. After I become enlightened, I will definitely lead the demon army to suppress the territory, first destroy the witch clan, and then kill the witch master, so as to rectify the name of our demon court."

The faces of Di Jun and Di Jun were full of determination and indignation.

The hundreds of millions of monsters below are all excited and excited:

"The Demon Court is victorious, Your Majesty is invincible!"

"That ancestral witch with ant blood should have died a long time ago. Relying on the protection of the ancestral witch brothers, he actually poisoned the world and caused endless harm."

"Hmph, what kind of bullshit ancestral witch master is not worth mentioning in front of the real saint leader."

The demonic mountains roared with tsunamis, and their fighting spirit surged into the sky.

Bai Ze reported at this time: "Your Majesty, the matter of refining the Witch-Slaying Sword is still important now. Since the ancestral witch is blocking it, the saints can temporarily put aside the matter of recruiting disciples."

At this moment, everyone looked away completely. In front of the huge strength of the Wumen, they seemed too small. If they really tried to act recklessly, they would definitely lose miserably.

In this case, this invincible witch-slaying sword becomes crucial.

Just after hearing this, Di Jun's face felt a little depressed, and he said sadly:
"Hmph, I never knew the importance of this matter. It's just that Senior Sister Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the human race after all. With her here, this sword is not easy to refine."

Everyone nodded, a little worried about Nuwa's majesty.After all, this person is also the first person to become a saint, and his strength is unfathomable.

If the Di Jun brothers were both in the realm of saints, they probably wouldn't be afraid of each other, but now their strength is too far apart, and they are not on the same level at all.

If you really want to go and have an affair with Nuwa, you will undoubtedly be courting death.

Taiqing sneered and said proudly:
"It's just a trivial matter, why should you worry about it. I founded this Ninja Cult, and I just happened to go to meet the senior sister to ask him about his crime of favoring the witch clan."

Yuanshi Tianzun also nodded and said: "Don't worry, everyone, our brothers are blocking the door and telling you to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword to your heart's content."

The Second Saint of the West did not hesitate and said ferociously: "It's just a few years since I first achieved Taoism. What's so impressive about it? We, the leader, will endure through all the calamities, so we may not be afraid of her." If it had been the quasi-sage period before, maybe she would have been afraid of her. Give up.But now that he has become a saint, he is not afraid at all. All the saint leaders are eager to try.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jun was overjoyed and extremely excited:
"With these words from you senior brothers, I feel relieved. I hope you can help me on this trip."

"Don't worry, Demon Emperor. The senior sister refused to help me wait for the enlightenment and allowed the witch sect to wreak havoc. This revenge must be avenged. Please wait for me to wait for the good news."

The leader of all saints turned around and begged, his face full of confidence, swollen to the extreme.

However, they didn't want to rush into the reckless man. They planned to complete the inheritance of the Chaos Demon God first, and then block the door to cause trouble for Nuwa.

Looking at the departing figures of the saints, everyone in the Demon Court was filled with anticipation and eager to give it a try.

"Jie Jie, with the help of all the saint leaders, the Witch Slaying Sword will be successfully refined this time."

"I want to see who else will help the human race this time."

"Hmph, Saint Nuwa has repeatedly favored the witchcraft. She is really confused. She brought all this on herself."

The faces of the demons were full of ridicule and contempt, feeling that the Wumen and the human race would not escape death.

With five saints working together to block the door, no matter how powerful she is, it will probably be useless.

The prehistoric era does not remember years, and there are no years of cultivation. Sanqing is extremely confident, tempering his Taoism to the pinnacle, proudly leaving seclusion, and heading towards Nuwa Palace.

Swah——

For a moment, the color of the sky changed, and the sun and moon lost all light.

The secluded casual cultivators around him were also extremely surprised, trembling all over, looking up to the sky and murmuring.

I saw the Five Saints walking in chaos, with extremely strong laws and rhythms lingering all over their bodies. The brilliance of the heavenly path resonated along the path, creating a magnificent vision.

Seeing this scene, the creatures below were completely shocked, and cold sweat broke out on their backs:
"What, it turns out that the Saints of Demon Court are all out of seclusion. Is this direction going to Nuwa Palace?"

"Oh my God, a saint war is going to break out today. It's so crazy."

"No matter how powerful Saint Nuwa is, she is still alone. How can she deal with the five leaders? I'm afraid she is in danger now."

Everyone felt extremely unbelievable and murmured in shock.

On the other side of the main hall, Nuwa frowned slightly on a whim:
"Hmph, a group of ants are really looking for death. They dare to block the door of my Nuwa Palace with the support of Dao Ancestor."

Saint Nuwa was also furious. She didn't expect that the other party would be so frantic in order to refine the witch-slaying sword.

Before, maybe she would have given in and had no choice but to do it.

But things are different now. Sanqing has a backing, and her Nuwa Palace also has people backing her, and they are no weaker than Daozu Hongjun.

Nuwa did not hesitate and asked the Ancestral Witch of Blood for help.With Lin Xuan's help, let alone the Sanqing, even with ten times the power, I'm afraid they won't even be able to break through the palace door.

On the Waxuan River, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged indifferently. He suddenly opened his eyes and felt slightly startled. People like Sanqing had just become saints and were not honest. They dared to block Miss Xiaowa's door.

If you just sit back and do nothing, you, the backer of the Wu clan, will have one less visiting friend and will look a lot deserted.

"Ding, it's detected that the demon tribe is refining the Witch-Slaying Sword, please host to make a choice."

(End of this chapter)