Wandering Movies

"Hongjun!"

Nuwa, who was dressed in plain silk clothes, had a dozen divine rings formed by the laws of creation appearing outside her body that kept spinning, making her look as if she was surrounded by the scorching sun.

"Nuwa!"

"I never thought that fellow Daoist Nuwa in this other world would have such a...novel way of using the Law of Creation."

Taoist Hongjun, who had white hair and beard, wore a jade crown and a purple Taoist robe, said with a smile.

"hehe!!!"

“I was also inspired by accident!”

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, shouldn't you be a Heavenly Dao Saint by now?"

“What are you doing…” Nuwa raised her eyebrows and looked at Hongjun, the Taoist who was now talking to her. The rich emotions on his face showed that he had obviously not yet become a saint of heaven.

"hehe!!!"

"Maybe the world is different!" Daozu Hongjun laughed dryly and ended the topic on his own initiative.

"I never thought that Luo Hou and you, Hongjun, who should have been rivals, have such a good relationship." Nuwa glanced at the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou who was standing behind the Taoist Ancestor Hongjun.

"Although Luo Hou's ideas are different from mine, we are from the same world after all. How can we not lend a helping hand at this critical moment?"

“In the face of the survival of the world, all past grudges should be put aside without hesitation.” Daozu Hongjun said with a righteous look on his face.

When Luo Hou behind him heard this, he couldn't help but grin. He believed that Hongjun would definitely save him, because at this critical moment, he had clearly asked Hongjun for help. If Hongjun didn't take action, the Heavenly Dao would more or less remember it.

"Will the world survive?"

"In that case, then we have nothing more to say. Take my Fist of Creation!" Nuwa of Journey to the West repeated a few words. After hearing the words of Taoist Hongjun, her expression immediately straightened up. Then the divine light outside her body became more and more dazzling, and she quickly rushed between Taoist Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohou.

just like,

In Journey to the West, Nuwa wants to fight two enemies alone.

This scene made Hongjun and Luohou stunned for a moment, and then they became angry and embarrassed. It was obvious that Nuwa did not take them seriously.

This caused great insult to the dignity of the two.

Daoist Patriarch Hongjun immediately picked up the [Innate Treasure - Pangu Banner] and started to strangle Nuwa from Journey to the West.

The sharp sword energy was overwhelming and dense, aiming to kill Nuwa completely.

After spending some time to successfully dissolve the energy of creation and the divine evil in his body, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou immediately manipulated the God-killing Spear in his hand and besieged Nuwa from Journey to the West together with Taoist Ancestor Hongjun.

The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou was indeed very angry at Nuwa's idea of ​​fighting one against two, but he essentially did not reject the idea of ​​fighting more against fewer, as he did not have such things as benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness.

Nuwa's fighting method is very fierce, and her combat skills are also extremely superb. She is a little afraid of Pangu Banner, but since it cannot hit her Pangu Banner, she is just afraid of it.

As for the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, the Saint Nuwa simply increased her strength, completely ignoring the sharpness of the [God-killing Spear], and violently hammered the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou.

[God-killing Spear] itself is also of the same level as an innate treasure, but its level can be reduced under the attack of the Axe of Creation.

Innate spiritual treasures can only be regarded as magic weapons at the saint level and cannot really cause any substantial harm.

Therefore, Nuwa in Journey to the West can rely on the ability of the law of creation to recover from injuries and directly withstand the attack of the [God-killing Spear].

For a time,

Nuwa in Journey to the West really held back the two most powerful saints in the prehistoric world. The scene was quite amazing and the results were quite fruitful.

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The Three Pure Ones of the Primordial Era were constantly retreating, the ground beneath their feet was cracking inch by inch, and the void was cracked into countless pieces by the aftermath of their battle, as if even the heaven and earth were wailing.

In Journey to the West, Laozi presented the Tai Chi diagram, in which black and white energies swirled like yin and yang interacting, evolving the principles of heaven and earth.

The Tai Chi diagram rolled across the sky, causing the Panlong Bianguai of Honghuang Taishang to buzz and almost fall out of his hand.

Honghuang Taishang's face turned pale. He tried to use his magic power to stabilize Bianguai, but he felt his mind shaking. He felt as if he was in a long river of time, and was washed away by the years thousands of times with every breath.

“The Tai Chi diagram… it truly is worthy of being an innate treasure.” Honghuang Taishang had a solemn expression. He had long known the power of the Tai Chi diagram, but only after personally confronting it did he realize that this treasure not only evolved Yin and Yang, but could also mobilize countless laws between heaven and earth, suppressing him to the point where he was almost unable to circulate his own power of the Dao.

On the other side, Yuanshi Tianzun of Journey to the West waved the Pangu Banner, and the sword energy of creation poured out continuously. When the banner fell, it almost broke the energy released by the three treasures of the jade ruyi of the prehistoric Yuanshi.

Honghuang Yuanshi's eyes were wide open with anger, and his body was shining with azure divine light, but he could only barely hold back. He had practiced hard for tens of thousands of years and condensed the avenue to the extreme. He should have looked down upon the world, but now, he was at a disadvantage in front of his opponent with the same name.

"Pangu Banner! It was split from the Axe of Creation. It was something that should have belonged to me, but now..." Honghuang Yuanshi murmured in a low voice, but he was clear in his heart that without a miracle, he would never be able to defeat his fellow opponent in front of him. At the same time, his eyes could not help but look at Daozu Hongjun who was fighting fiercely with Nuwa in the distance.

It was because Daozu Hongjun had obtained the innate treasure Pangu Banner in advance that his current battle position could not keep up.

However, the most brutal battle was between Honghuang Tongtian and Xiyou Tongtian.

Honghuang Tongtian summoned the Qingping Sword, cutting off endless sword light. The sky and the earth changed color, and sword energy spanned both worlds.

However, Xiyou Tongtian on the opposite side waved his hand and set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation!

Four divine swords were placed in four directions, and murderous aura rose into the sky. The battle formation diagram appeared in the sky, and turned into endless killing stars, firmly trapping Honghuang Tongtian. Honghuang Tongtian was shocked and angry: "You are crazy to set up a battle formation here."

Xiyou Tongtian sneered: "I have proved my Dao by beheading the three corpses, and I have also been taught by Hongjun himself. I have already refined the Zhuxian formation diagram to perfection. You haven't even mastered the complete formation diagram, how can you compete with me?"

"boom--!"

The Zhu Xian formation diagram was completely put down, and the four swords were displayed in four areas, forming the four centers of the formation diagram. These are the four most powerful points in the formation, but also the four most vulnerable points.

The three ancient saints were all suppressed and could only rely on the advantages of fighting on their home turf to remain undefeated.

"Don't be so arrogant."

Honghuang Taishang looked up at the sky, with a divine light shining between his brows: "This is our Honghuang, our heaven and earth!"

Before he finished speaking, the Three Pure Ones of Primordial Chaos formed seals at the same time, mobilizing the power of the Primordial Heavenly Dao.

The sky suddenly darkened, thunder rumbled above the nine-layer sky, billions of purple divine thunders gathered into one, as if the will of the ancient world had descended to suppress the outsiders in this world!
A saint in this world can call upon all the energy and matter of heaven and earth.
The faces of the Three Pure Ones of Journey to the West changed slightly, and they immediately deployed their magical powers to protect themselves. The three of them stood in a triangle, forming a small innate formation, ready to fight against the suppression of the Heavenly Dao later.

"It seems... we can't fight for long." Xiyou Taishang whispered, "Although the Honghuang Heavenly Dao is a new Heavenly Dao, it is still extremely powerful. It is hopeless that ordinary saints like us can contend with it."

"Just what I want!" Xiyou Yuanshi roared, took a step forward, and pounced directly on Xiyou Yuanshi, and the two fought again. The laws intertwined, and the divine light exploded, like the reappearance of an eternal myth. Xiyou Tongtian's murderous intent reappeared in his eyes, and the Qingping Sword flew back from the abyss, and the sword pointed to the place where the sword pointed, and he rekindled his fighting spirit: "So what if the formation is powerful? If you are really me, do you dare to compete with me in swordsmanship again?"

Honghuang Tongtian raised his sword eyebrow and responded coldly: "Who is afraid of who!"

The fighting spirit burned to the extreme. Under the protection of the world's laws, the Three Pure Ones of the Primordial World finally stabilized their position. Although they were still suppressed, they were no longer losing ground.

This holy war spanning time and space and featuring the same name has finally entered a white-hot stage.

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The battle between the two Buddhist saints of Journey to the West and the two Buddhist saints of Primordial Desolation was also going on simultaneously.

This is not just a simple contest between saints, but a comprehensive collision of faith and will.

between heaven and earth,

Buddha's light shines everywhere, Sanskrit sounds echo, golden arhats stand in the sky, and countless Buddhist disciples of Journey to the West stand on Mount Sumeru, chanting scriptures continuously to bless the two Buddhist saints of Journey to the West.

When the two saints of Journey to the West - Jie Yin and Zhunti - stepped into the primitive world from the world of Journey to the West, it was not an impulsive act.

Although they themselves possessed great strength, they also brought with them countless Buddhist disciples, such as Guanyin, Manjusri, Ksitigarbha, Samantabhadra, the Eight Heavenly Dragons, the Four Vajra Kings, and even thousands of monks and arhats, who came with the two saints in a mighty golden torrent. The Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats chanted endlessly in Sanskrit, evolving the Golden Lotus Pure Land, trying to suppress the two saints of the prehistoric Buddhism with the power of the Buddha Kingdom.

The golden light around Jie Yin and Zhunti became more and more dazzling, and the Buddha's power continued to rise, as if drawing infinite strength from the faith of all living beings.

Every chant is the result of countless years of hard practice, and every ray of Buddha light is a symbol of the return of all Buddhas. They hope to use the power of the Buddha Kingdom to suppress the two saints of the prehistoric Buddhism.

However, their calculations did not go as they wished.

Although the Buddhist sect in Journey to the West relied on the blessings of the Buddhist believers to make the two saints more powerful than before, the ancient heavenly way did not welcome external Buddhist power, especially such a large-scale invasion.

The most powerful ability of a saint is to mobilize the power of heaven and earth for his own use. At this time, they have entered the world of the two saints of prehistoric times, and the result is self-evident.

The Buddhas brought by the two saints in Journey to the West could only barely offset the oppression from heaven and earth.

Amidst the sounds of Sanskrit and Zen chanting, the four saints from the two worlds were fighting fiercely.

Buddha's staffs collided with each other, golden trees chopped each other down, Buddha's light exploded, and everything was destroyed.

The void was constantly torn apart, and terrifying cracks devoured time and space; the Buddha's voice turned into a sharp sound wave blade, cutting the sky into thousands of pieces; the karmic fire and the Brahma light intertwined like dragons and snakes, burning the sky and boiling the earth.

This holy war has no distinction between good and evil, it is just about preserving one's own will.

Golden blood spilled between heaven and earth, and every drop could corrode a world; the Buddha's bones shattered, turned into star fragments that fell into the prehistoric land, causing billions of demons to wail; countless Buddha shadows emerged in the void, like the whispers of gods, but all carried cracks and sorrow, as if heaven and earth were dimmed by this war.

By this time, the four saints had been injured, the Buddha's light dimmed, the body of the Tao was shaking, countless believers were killed and injured, and even the heaven and earth began to be disordered. The torrent of time went backwards and twisted, the rules of space were reorganized and collapsed, a corner of Mount Xumi in the sky collapsed, and the waves of the Underworld Sea underground rolled.

The battle still continues.
It is difficult to determine the winner among the four Buddhist saints.

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On the top of Mount Buzhou, a sea of ​​clouds rolls, and an ancient tea tree grows quietly, with wisps of spiritual light from heaven and earth shining through its swaying branches and leaves.

Under the tea tree, there is a stone table and a pot of tea.

Wang Ming stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm, and golden energy was flowing in his eyes.

He watched quietly the fierce collision between the primitive world and the world of Journey to the West.

In his eyes, the battle between the Three Pure Ones, the battle between the Two Saints, the battle between Buddha and demons, and the disputes between immortals and monsters are all like chess pieces falling on a chessboard.

He is a bystander, but also like a chess player, allowing thousands of creatures to fight and struggle in the chess game of fate.

He only needs to guide, not participate, and just watch the changing situation and the competition among the saints.

Since they won, Wang Ming would naturally get a share of the spoils.

Although the prehistoric world and the Journey to the West world are essentially of the same origin, they have different differentiations and evolutions of laws, and ultimately led to two completely different paths of cultivation.

Now, this war is not just about winning or losing, but also a competition for the ownership of the "Three Paths of Heaven, Earth and Man" - whoever controls the way of heaven, whoever controls the way of earth, and whoever controls the way of man, will be able to annex the other and truly achieve integration and transcendence.

Among these three paths, "humanity" should have been the most active force, but it is also the biggest shortcoming of the prehistoric world.

The saints in the world of Journey to the West all prove their truth with the method of "slaying the three corpses", and their individual combat power far exceeds that of the saints in the prehistoric times.

Therefore, in the battle of "humanity", the Journey to the West world was firmly defeated.

"The Way of Heaven" and "The Way of Earth" are just the opposite.

Journey to the West has existed for a long time, but its heritage has long been consumed by the gods, and its resources are almost incomparable to those of Primordial Chaos.

The vast land of prehistoric times was incarnated from the flesh body of Pangu who was at the realm of the Great Dao, and now it is guarded by the goddess Hou Tu who was incarnated from Hou Tu.

No matter what happens, the tunnel will never be lost.

In terms of Heaven,

The top-level strongman Honghuang is not as good as Journey to the West, but in terms of the next level Daluo, he is far superior to Journey to the West.

The Way of Heaven is the collection of the wills of all living beings, and it is obvious that the quality of the wills on the prehistoric side is much higher.

The Journey to the West has gone through several catastrophes, and only one in ten strong men are left.

Wang Ming saw it clearly and understood it clearly.

In this battle, the advantage has always been on Honghuang's side.

In the three competitions, as long as Honghuang can occupy two of them, he will have the momentum to crush the opponent.

But now that the two paths of “Heaven and Earth” are stable, the outcome of humanity is not important.

"Whether or not the Journey to the West world can be annexed does not depend on which saint kills which opponent, but on the final outcome of the Three Paths dispute."

He originally wanted to wait quietly for the outcome, but at this moment, Wang Ming frowned and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

He suddenly stood up, his consciousness exploding like thunder: "Not good!"

The tea spilled and fell to the ground silently, but the fragrance of the tea was instantly replaced by a fierce murderous intent. The sky suddenly darkened, and a dark crack tore through the sky, sweeping towards Buzhou Mountain with an indescribable terrifying aura.

Wang Ming stared at the black mark tearing the sky and earth with deep eyes, and whispered a few words: "It's coming for me." (End of this chapter)