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Chapter 72: Can’t see through the witch sect, Daozu is confused
Di Jun and Taiyi's faces were filled with confusion and shock, as if they had seen a ghost. They were extremely unbelievable and even opened their eyes crazily.

It's too crazy and evil. This must be fake. A group of reckless men with no spiritual cultivation, their understanding is actually stronger than all of them put together!
Even Sanqing and Nuwa are completely incomparable in front of him. They are not on the same level at all, and they even rub against the ground.

Even they, Hongjun's direct disciples and registered disciples, didn't realize why the twelve ancestral witches' soaring cultivation caused such a terrifying vision!

In an instant, there was deathly silence in the Zixiao Palace. All the immortals were dumbfounded and turned to stone. Their eyes fell to the ground and a shiver ran down their backs.

The ancestral witch's cultivation is unparalleled in combat power, and his body is extremely strong. Now he has such an amazing understanding. If he can obtain the foundation of sainthood, what a scene of horror and destruction it will be!
Just thinking of this made everyone horrified, and their eyes were filled with emotion and shock.

"Hiss, what's fake must be fake. Even I haven't made a breakthrough. How can a mere fool realize the way of heaven!"

Di Jun shook his head wildly, muttering in disbelief, his eyes bloodshot, "It's so ridiculous, a bunch of ant creatures, don't really think they can understand Master Daozu's Hunyuan method!"

Donghuang Taiyi also nodded repeatedly and sneered coldly: "Hmph, that's right. You losers who don't even have a soul are worthy of competing with us for opportunities. You really ruined the teacher's supreme method. Logically speaking, the witch sect should be expelled. , driven out of the wilderness."

The demons are so powerful that they are beyond recognition with jealousy and envy. They absolutely cannot sit back and watch the Wu Clan develop.

According to the momentum of the twelve ancestral witches, who else will be their opponent in the witch sect in a while? I am afraid that all the powerful people from all over the world will be vulnerable to a single blow.

And Sanqing was dumbfounded, with his mouth open as big as an eggshell. He was so surprised that he even collapsed. He had lost all his previous arrogance.

"Oh my god, am I reading that right? I can actually fully master Master Daozu's Zixiao Taoism. How did these reckless men do it?"

"It's so crazy. It even attracted the Purple Sky Divine Thunder. This is the understanding of the Wu Clan. Why can't even our Pangu Yuanshen compare with it?"

"Hey, if these evil and defiant people are reckless men, then who are we!"

Sanqing Dao's heart was trembling, his face was pale, he shook his head and sighed wildly, as if he had been greatly shocked.

They were originally extremely swollen, and their proud understanding and soul cultivation were completely crushed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In comparison, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were more like Pangu Zongzong, which made Sanqing lose all his energy and his heart fell to the bottom.

For a moment, Zixiao's three thousand guests looked at each other, all dumbfounded.

Are you crazy? You call this a reckless man?

After casually taking a nap, the enlightenment was many times more powerful than those of them who had listened to all three lectures of Zixiao Palace.

The corners of the immortals' mouths twitched slightly, and they collapsed completely.

On the Taoist platform, Taoist Hongjun was not at all as shocked as anyone else, and even caused a storm!

He even felt palpitations and threats from the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Wumen.

This has never been seen since he attained Hunyuan, after the Demon Ancestor Rahu!

A group of reckless ants actually made him, the strongest man in the world, feel threatened. No one would believe him if he told him!
Daozu breathed in wildly, his face completely moved.

What surprised him the most and was difficult to understand was that behind these twelve ancestral witches, there was an extremely mysterious Lord of Ten Thousand Witches!The witch master of the witch clan!

What an extremely destructive person it would be to be able to make the ancestral witch bow his head in worship. Could he be more powerful than Luo Hu and Yangmei Immortal? He was also a saint, right?
In an instant, Hongjun was dumbfounded and couldn't see through the Witch Clan at all!

The foundation of the Wumen is simply unfathomable to the extreme!
And behind these twelve ancestral witches, how could there be such a heaven-defying figure as the Witch Lord? There is such a monster in Buzhou Mountain!

If you can't make good friends with the witch master, then he must be eradicated, Hongjun's heart skipped a beat!
To know how profound and mysterious his method of killing three corpses is, only he knows how profound it is. Even with the talent of Sanqing, it will take hundreds of millions of years of hard work before he has a chance to go one step further!
And now, right in front of Hongjun, as soon as he finished speaking, the twelve ancestral witches broke through, as relaxed and comfortable as drinking water and sleeping!
This left Hongjun speechless and collapsed. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to believe it. He would even think that some good apprentice was joking on him.

Regarding the current existence of Wumen, Hongjun looked solemn and fearful.

At this time, what made everyone even more surprised and angry was that the Twelve Ancestral Witches burst into laughter, extremely arrogant and swollen.

"Oh? It turns out that this is the so-called method of killing three corpses to become a saint. It's just mediocre, less than one ten thousandth of our witch master's heritage!"

Di Jiang sneered, looked around, and finally landed coldly on Hongjun.

Gonggong and Zhu Rong also waved their hands, releasing the terrifying power of law and bounding the boundless purple sky thunder.

chi chi-

The divine light of law flashed, and just a aftermath was able to push back countless Zixiao disciples around him. The weaker Daluo Jinxian even retreated with bloodshed, completely vulnerable to a single blow.

hiss!
Seeing this scene, the immortals took a breath and their eyes were full of shock. They really couldn't understand why the practice of the Wu Clan was far behind everyone, even beyond the imagination of Heaven!
Compared with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they are like ants to the giant dragon!

And Zhu Jiuyin was in need of a beating. Chao Hongjun cupped his hand and said, "Fellow Taoist, what you're talking about is too simple. I'll learn it soon. I hope you don't have to hide your secrets. Why don't you talk about something practical."

They imitated Lin Xuan's usual tone, their faces full of ridicule, but Hongjun's face suddenly turned into the bottom of a pot, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

Sanqing was also furious and scolded: "Hmph, I advise you not to go too far. You really regard Zixiao Palace as the home of the Witch Clan!"

Di Jun was also angry: "Yes, Teacher Dao Zu is so high up. Who dares to disrespect him? He is a personal acquaintance of your witch sect. I advise you and others not to be ignorant of good and evil!"

At this time, all the immortals share the same hatred and want to trample on the Wumen, so they need to ask the Taoist Patriarch to surrender.

There is absolutely no need to continue with a cancerous existence like the Wu Clan. If they survive for just one more day, it will be like a nail piercing their hearts.

Ping nodded with a sneer, and glanced at Hongjun, "Fellow Taoist, I wonder if what I have understood is wrong, and if there is any difference in my cultivation?"

The ancestral witches are extremely arrogant and confident: "Hmph, if our witch sect practices the three-corpse-killing method, it won't be considered as burying the Taoist method of your Zixiao Palace. Fellow Taoists, just enjoy it secretly."

"..."

Hongjun's face flashed with black lines. He was completely shocked by the shamelessness of the witch clan. He nodded repeatedly, "Shan, you are very good. All disciples should follow the example of the ancestral witch and go down and study the way to become a saint."

(End of this chapter)