Laozi, the Great Supreme Being

Chapter 983: The Battle of the Saints, a boring battle

"Someone will send all the disciples of the Western Sect who are unwilling to join the Western Demon Sect to the altar for training, so that they can exert their final value."

Demon Ancestor Wutian gave the order coldly.

"good!!"

An old man from the Western Demon Cult responded immediately, and then respectfully withdrew from the altar. Then the scene changed, and the altar began to shake and twist violently, and finally stabilized completely.

Taiqing Saint Tang Feng forced himself to stabilize his mind and not be influenced by external things. He secretly sensed that this altar was very strange.

The altar that appeared was very grand, and at the same time, a large number of ancient monks were thrown into the altar. The blood filled with powerful blood and soul power is moving.

"The Two Saints of the West are merciful. Please reveal your true form quickly and help your disciples."

Some monks who were frightened out of their courage began to shout loudly and struggled hard, but in the end it was in vain. It became a pool of blood. "Jie Jie Jie Jie, I once again feel the power of perfection beginning to rise. My cultivation level will once again increase so much that you and other ants can easily catch me."

Demon Ancestor Wutian looked at the bloody scene in front of him very calmly. He did not feel any discomfort but showed a trace of impatient and eagerness to try. He curled his bright red lips.

"I am the real master. Hongjun Daozu and Sanqing Daoist friends are nothing but ants. Come with powerful power."

With a loud shout, the blood and wronged souls in the altar began to violently turbulence, and then turned into a series of demonic runes that flashed with dim light, bloomed with a burst of cold light, and quickly left the altar and descended directly to Demon Ancestor Wutian. As if a burst of flying swords had hit his body, Demon Ancestor Wutian's body began to be riddled with holes. Blood began trickling out along the gaps, and his body began to dry up quickly.

However, a strange color bloomed in his pupils, which was very violent, and his momentum began to rise to its peak at a strange speed.

"It feels like Taoist Hongjun has arrived here."

"Could it be said that Demon Ancestor Wutian used such a karmic means to allow himself to touch the level of the realm of heaven in a short period of time?"

Seeing how powerful Demon Ancestor Wutian was at this time, the prehistoric saints present changed their expressions. For the first time, they felt that if they fought alone with Demon Ancestor Wutian at this time, they would definitely not be their opponents.

"Ah hahaha, today is the time for me to slaughter the saint."

At this time, the figure of Demon Ancestor Wu Tiandi grew unusually tall, and a voice full of bloody energy reverberated in the hearts of all the powerful men like thunder. Hearing the words of Demon Ancestor Wutian, the people present could not help but become restless. A look of pessimism and fear on his face.

"All of you great powers from the ancient world are facing a huge catastrophe now. If you don't unite, you will surely die and become the ghosts of Demon Ancestor Wutian."

"This Jade Emperor upholds the will of heaven and must unite to fight against the enemy."

The Lord of Heaven, Jade Emperor Haotian, suppressed his irritability and uneasiness and spoke in a deep voice with the majesty of a generation of emperors.

After hearing the words, the great masters gathered together responded one after another. The momentum is great.

"The Jade Emperor is right. If we don't unite, we will be defeated by Demon Ancestor Wutian one by one. By then it will be too late to regret."

"Today we have to put aside our past karma and personal grudges and make plans to confront the enemy together."

After some mobilization by Jade Emperor Haotian, all the powerful people who came this time took action almost with their thoughts. First, they formed a simple formation to prevent the violent Demon Ancestor Wutian from suddenly going crazy.

"It's really ridiculous. My current strength has jumped to the first level of the Heavenly Realm. Unless Taoist Hongjun comes here in person, no one can stop me. Just a puppet master of the Heavenly Court who only has the sub-sage realm. It’s really wishful thinking to try to ruin the major events of this game.”

"You are like moths flying into the flame because you don't know my strength, so I will let you see how powerful the strong men in the realm of heaven are and how they can make people feel despair. Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!!”

As the voice fell, a rain of lotus flowers fell between the heaven and the earth, all of which were blood-colored. Then Demon Ancestor Wutian flipped his palm, and all the rain of lotus flowers in the world gathered together, forming a bloody guillotine. It immediately turned into a blood shadow and quickly cut through the sky.

Wherever the blood shadow passed, the space began to turbulence violently, forming thin black lines. The blood-colored blade was too fast and sharp to split the space here with several traces.

At the same time, the protective formation built by many strong men in the prehistoric era was as crisp as a piece of tofu and was simply vulnerable.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you'd better give up as soon as possible. It's such a boring battle!!"

(End of this chapter)