Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 150: The Collapse of Heaven and Earth and the Chaos Bell (Please Subscribe)
"Kunpeng!" A golden cloud of light flashed under Li Xuanyang's feet, and he followed Kunpeng closely.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, turned into two rays of light and flew towards the North Sea.

Li Xuanyang gathered his own magical power to the extreme, and his whole body turned into a faint golden light, flashing away in the void.

In a moment, the two of them were away from the battlefield of the two tribes of Lich and Warlock.

At this time, Kunpeng wanted to return to the North Sea and erase the imprint of his soul on the Zhoutian Star Banner and the River Map and Luoshu.

Set up the Zhoutian Star Array in the North Sea, and no matter what the outcome of the war between the Lich and the Warcraft will be.

He and the remaining demon clans of the North Sea can all protect themselves by relying on the might of the Zhoutian Star Array.

Unexpectedly, just as he was away from the battlefield of the two tribes of Lich and Warlock, Kunpeng faintly felt an extremely obscure breath, which seemed to be following him.

He subconsciously turned around and saw Li Xuanyang transformed into golden light. He was shocked and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Seeing that Kunpeng had discovered his whereabouts, Li Xuanyang simply let out a golden cloud of light from under his feet, and an extremely mighty aura emerged from his body and headed towards Kunpeng.

Seeing the golden cloud light that Li Xuanyang showed, Kunpeng's face changed slightly. He turned around and asked Li Xuanyang coldly, "Daoyou, why are you following me instead of cultivating in Xuanyang Mountain?"

Obviously he recognized Li Xuanyang's identity.

Seeing that Kunpeng asked questions even though he knew the answer, and that he didn't look panicked when he saw him, it seemed that he had something to rely on.

Li Xuanyang couldn't help but chuckle and praised him, saying, "Daoyou, you really have a good method. Not only did you sweep away the Zhoutian Xingchen Banner, but even Di Jun's companion spirit treasure, the River Map and Luoshu, is now in your hands. I think even without the Chaos Bell to suppress the formation, you can still set up the Zhoutian Xingchen formation."

After hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Kunpeng's eyes narrowed and he said to Li Xuanyang coldly: "This matter does not require your concern!"

"Instead, you followed me here. I think you must have come here for the Zhoutian Star Array!"

Having said that, Kunpeng suddenly had an idea and remembered something.

Could it be that the great master who stole the origin of the stars in the star field and collected the essence of the stars to refine the star treasures was the Li Xuanyang in front of him.

"Li Xuanyang's Xiantian Xuanyang True Fire and Xiantian Liangyi True Fire can both reach the Xiantian level, and his Chaos Indestructible Body can gather the Chaos Qi."

Kunpeng felt more and more that this matter must be related to Li Xuanyang in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, you have truly put a lot of effort into the Great Zhoutian Star Array!"

"Hahaha..." After hearing Kunpeng's words, Li Xuanyang suddenly laughed, "Compared to you, fellow Daoist, I can't be considered to have put in too much effort."

After saying this, Li Xuanyang looked towards the Zhoutian Xingchen Banner and the Hetu Luoshu, and said to Kunpeng calmly, "I don't want to embarrass you today. As long as you hand over these two items, I will let you go. I wonder if you are willing to give them up?"

I originally wanted to delay it for a while, but I didn't expect Li Xuanyang to be so shameless and ask for the Zhoutian Xingchen Banner and the Hetu Luoshu right away.

Kunpeng was so angry that his face turned ashen, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. He didn't know how much effort he had put into the Zhoutian Star Array. He had just narrowly escaped from the battle between the Lich and the Warlocks, and had become enemies with the demons such as Di Jun and Tai Yi, and even had a cause and effect with Fuxi.

Now, Li Xuanyang only said a few words and asked Kunpeng to hand over the Zhoutian Star Banner and the River Map and Luoshu. How could Kunpeng agree to it?

"You're going too far, fellow Daoist!"

Kunpeng's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He stared at Li Xuanyang and said, "Although you are a Taoist with great spiritual power, I am not someone who can be bullied."

"I hope you will think twice before you act, and don't make mistakes!"

"Kunpeng, if it weren't for Nuwa's plea last time, I'm afraid you would have perished under my innate Five Elements Five Directions Formation, and your soul would have been shattered."

"You are quite arrogant now." After hearing Kunpeng's words, Li Xuanyang couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm on his face. Murderous intent appeared faintly around him, and he evolved the chaotic divine light, which covered the void.

Since he couldn't get the better of him with kind words, Li Xuanyang naturally wouldn't waste any more words with him. He just took the opportunity to kill him here and completely put an end to the cause and effect of Fellow Daoist Hongyun.

Li Xuanyang saw a flash of divine light in his hand, and he took out the Moon-Devouring Soul Sword, which combined with the chaotic divine light around his body, and turned into a chaotic sword light that was swallowing and spitting out.

The sound of the sword shook the sky, and the sword light was hidden but not revealed, turning into a gray light and hitting Kunpeng.

Wherever it passed, space was shattered and corroded and assimilated by the chaotic sword light.

Kunpeng felt a mighty divine power coming from Li Xuanyang's sword light, which was faintly similar to the true body of Pangu condensed from the Wu Clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Li Xuanyang!" Kunpeng roared angrily, and immediately transformed the Zhoutian Xingchen Banner into streaks of starlight, scattering them in all directions. "I want to see how you can set up the Zhoutian Xingchen formation!"

Before he could finish his words, Kunpeng spread his wings and actually broke through the space and flew away.

"Kunpeng!" Li Xuanyang's face changed slightly, and he quickly controlled the Chaos Sword Light, turning it into a ray of light, and rolled towards the Zhoutian Star Banners.

However, when Li Xuanyang collected them all, there was no trace of Kunpeng in the void.

"This Kunpeng is very decisive." Li Xuanyang sighed in his heart. Compared with the Zhoutian Star Banner, the River Map and Luoshu are not only top-grade innate spiritual treasures, but also mysterious and extraordinary, and contain various formations.

Even without the Zhoutian Star Banner, you can use it to set up the Luohe Formation, or even the Hunyuan Heluo Formation.

This formation is also extremely powerful.

"The River Map and the Luo Shu are related to the future enlightenment of the Human Emperor, so how can you, Kunpeng, keep them?" Looking towards the direction of the North Sea, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Li Xuanyang's mouth.

One of the Three Emperors of Heaven, Earth and Man, the day the Emperor was born was the day when disputes arose in the North Sea.

In the battlefield between the Lich and the Warlock, both sides lost their supreme formations and fell into a melee.

Taiyi controlled the innate treasure Chaos Bell. The bell sounded mighty and resounded throughout the ancient world, once again showing the supreme power of the innate treasure and stopping several ancestor witches such as Dijiang, Zhurong, and Tianwu.

The sound of bells, carrying the supreme power that could imprison time and suppress space, swept towards the Ancestral Witch.

Just one strike was enough to make Di Jiang, the ancestor of space witch, shake his real body, leaving huge wounds and countless blood spilling onto the ground.

Di Jun held the precious Witch-Slaying Sword in his hand and also stopped several Ancestral Witches. Every time the sword light fell, it left huge sword marks on the real bodies of Ancestral Witches such as Qiang Liang and Xuan Ming, and their bodies were covered in blood.

Xihe and Fuxi also fought continuously with several ancient witches, breaking the space and cracking the earth.

When Li Xuanyang returned to Buzhou Mountain, the battlefield where the Lich and Lich tribes were fighting had gradually come to the area of ​​Buzhou Mountain.

Then, one after another, quasi-saints with great supernatural powers were seen fighting for their lives. The area within billions of miles of Mount Buzhou was filled with the true fire of the sun, sweeping across the heaven and earth.

Except for the ten great demon saints and a few great witches of the witch clan.

The rest of the armies of the two tribes, including the Great Wizards and Demon Saints and Demon Gods, were all affected by the might of the battle between the two sides as soon as they set foot in the range of battle. They were instantly turned into ashes, and their true spirits were gone.

It can be said that up to now, no matter whether it is the demon tribe such as Di Jun and Tai Yi, or the witch tribe ancestors such as Di Jiang, they have all been caught in a life-and-death struggle. They have completely ignored the outside world and have used all their Taoist skills and supernatural powers to fight to the death.

The sky above Mount Buzhou was completely shattered, countless space fragments flew out, and the earth, wind, water, and fire filled the air, forming a huge space storm that enveloped the entire battlefield.

However, the mighty divine powers of both sides fell on Mount Buzhou, causing the peaks in the mountain range to collapse and turn into dust.

This Buzhou Mountain was formed from the backbone of the great god Pangu. It is not only the first paradise in the prehistoric world, but also like a pillar, supporting the Heaven Palace and the thirty-six heavens.

At this time, Mount Buzhou seemed unable to withstand the battle between the two sides and gradually began to shake.

Even the entire Buzhou Mountain was already filled with the corpses of the two tribes of warlocks and liches. There were rivers of blood everywhere, and incomplete souls everywhere, as if one was in a sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

As time went on, Di Jun and Tai Yi became extremely powerful with the Witch-Slaying Sword and the Chaos Bell, forcing Di Jiang, Zhu Rong and other ancient witches to avoid their attacks.

However, Xihe and Fuxi felt more and more exhausted, and their injuries became more and more serious. They could only barely use their own spiritual treasures to protect themselves, and they were already in danger.

Several of the other ten demon saints have already fallen.

"Xihe!"

Seeing Xihe's situation, Di Jun was extremely anxious. Despite being seriously injured by Di Jiang, the sun god light around him combined with the Tuwu Sword, and he and the sword became one, turning into a sword light. He rushed forward and split the unprepared Shebi corpse into two, ending up with his death.

The witch clan has no soul. Once they die, even the ancestor witch cannot reincarnate and can only dissipate between heaven and earth.

Speaking of which, this matter is somewhat ridiculous.

Hou Tu used the true body of the ancestor witch to transform into the underworld and the land of reincarnation, allowing the souls of all living beings in the prehistoric world to reincarnate after death, except for the witch clan.

"Your Majesty is mighty!" Seeing Shebi Shi being killed by Di Jun, the numerous demon armies all shouted in unison with great momentum.

The numerous witch tribe armies all had expressions of grief and indignation on their faces, fighting without regard for their own lives. Even many great witches and witches from the Shebisi tribe had expressions of death on their faces, and rushed into the demon tribe army, dying together with the demon saints and gods.

"My little boy Di Jun, even if all of us ancestor witches die today, you demons will never have an easy life!" Seeing his brothers, whom he had known for billions of years, die, Rushou was filled with grief and anger. He rushed towards Xihe and Di Jun fiercely, and even chose to detonate his true body as an ancestor witch, wanting to die with them.

With a resounding bang, Rushou's massive ancestor witch form vanished. His immense divine might enveloped Xihe and Dijun, nearly reducing the entire world to ash. "Xihe!" Dijun's golden armor shattered, his hair disheveled, and he spat out golden blood. His eyes bulged as he gazed upon the now-dead Xihe.

"Di Jiang, I want you, the witch clan, to pay for your blood debt with blood!" Two golden tears of blood flowed from Di Jun's eyes. He waved the witch-killing sword in his hand and rushed towards Di Jiang, Zhu Rong and other ancestor witches.

Where the two sides were fighting, a white lotus flew over at some point in time. It first collected the Dutian Shensha flag left by Shebisi and Rushu, and then fell on Xihe. A white divine light flashed, and vaguely gathered a trace of true spirit and took it away.

Di Jun was severely injured by Rushou's self-explosion, and was now under siege by several ancestor witches. Even with the protection of the Witch-Slaying Sword, he was already in a desperate situation.

At this moment, he seemed to see the scene of his wedding with Xihe. Thousands of great masters from the ancient times came to congratulate him. The scene was so lively.

Thinking of this, he suddenly chose to ignite his soul's Dharma image, risking his own soul to pieces, and killed Zhu Jiuyin with the Tuwu Sword.

Finally, he rushed to the sides of Zhurong, Qiangliang, Gonggong and other ancestor witches, and exploded his physical body and soul, severely injuring several ancestor witches in an instant.

Emperor Jun and Xihe died, and the thirteenth ancestor of witches, Rushou, Shebisi, and Zhu Jiuyin died. Both sides suffered extremely tragic deaths.

"Brother!" Taiyi was filled with grief and anger, and completely ignored the magical power of Ju Mang. He sprayed a mouthful of golden blood onto the Chaos Bell, which fell towards Qiang Liang. The sound of the bell resounded throughout the world, and the true body of Qiang Liang's ancestor witch was reduced to ashes.

"Qiangliang!" Ju Mang was also filled with grief, and he forcefully knocked Taiyi down to the bottom of Mount Buzhou.
"We of the Wu clan have no reason to fear death. Today we will return to the embrace of our Father God." Ju Mang shouted angrily, determined to die, and rushed towards Taiyi.

"Chaos Bell!" Taiyi also shouted angrily, summoned the Chaos Bell back, blocked it in front of himself and collided with Ju Mang, causing a loud bang.

The Chaos Bell was directly shattered, and the true body of Ju Mang's ancestor witch disappeared completely. Only a Dutian Shensha Banner was left, which fell into the Buzhou Mountain and was taken away by a white lotus.

Taiyi's entire body was like a rag, covered with scars, his face was pale, and he was only barely alive. The last bit of life had not yet dissipated, but he was already at the end of his life.

Fuxi, who was not far away, also let out a loud bang and died together with the ancestor witch Xizi. Only a trace of his true spirit was left, which was taken away by a black and white picture book.

Mount Buzhou, which supported the Heavenly Palace and the Thirty-Six Heavens, could finally not withstand the continuous self-explosions from both sides. It collapsed with a loud bang.

The mountain, which was originally thousands of feet high, suddenly broke into several sections and fell down, smashing the earth into dust. Many of the surrounding wizards and liches were unable to dodge and were smashed to pieces.

At this time, there were only a few of the armies of the two tribes of wizards and liches left. Most of the demon saints and demon gods were killed or injured. Only a dozen or so seriously injured demon saints and demon gods were left. Di Jun, Xihe, and Fuxi were all dead, and Taiyi was about to fall.

The witch clan also suffered heavy losses. Originally, there were twelve ancestor witches, but now Rushou, Shebisi, Jumang, Qiangliang, Xizi, Zhu Jiuyin and other ancestor witches have died one after another.

Only five ancestor witches, Dijiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, Tianwu and Xuanming, are still alive. Each of them has been seriously injured and their strength is less than one tenth of what it was before.

"Haha, Mount Buzhou has collapsed, the wilderness is shattered, the Lich and the Wu clans are gone, and all of you creatures in the wilderness will also perish!"

The only two remaining tribes of Lich and Warlock were all filled with grief and indignation. They never expected that after such a great battle, the two tribes that were the overlords of the ancient world would end up like this.

However, Mount Buzhou is related to the destiny of the ancient world. Once an unexpected event occurs, it will inevitably cause a catastrophic disaster.

The next moment, thunder and lightning raged in the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, thunders sounded, and heavy rain poured down.

At this time, the sky collapsed and the earth sank in the Buzhou Mountain. The surging water of the Heavenly River poured down from the void with a mighty force, causing huge waves. Countless living beings and cultivators were swept into the flood and died.

The water of Tianhe is called Tianhe Ruoshui. As long as a drop of it falls into the primeval world, it will turn into rivers and lakes. Anyone who touches it will die.

Now that countless rivers and weak waters have fallen into the vast land, it is likely that it will not take long before the entire vast land will become a vast ocean, and there will be no land anymore.

Just after collecting Fuxi's true spirit, Li Xuanyang saw Mount Buzhou collapse. Without caring about anything else, he immediately sacrificed the innate Yin and Yang divine diagram to block the gap in the void.

At the same time, he sacrificed the Five Flags of the Innate World and dropped them into the atlas, evolving the laws of the Great Dao of Chaos. He refined the gushing weak water of the Milky Way into chaos, and thus collected it into the twenty-four chaotic heavens.

Seeing that only a few pieces of Tianhe Ruoshui were left, Li Xuanyang glanced at the two tribes of witches and liches below, nodded to Taoist Bailian, and with a flash of golden divine light around him, he collected large sections of Mount Buzhou.

But the next moment, Li Xuanyang suddenly frowned. Even with his Taoist supernatural powers, facing the endless water of the Tianhe River, he still felt a little bit of effort, and the magic power in his body poured out.

"Twenty-Four Chaos Heavens!" Li Xuanyang shouted softly, and the Twenty-Four Chaos Heavens manifested in his body, refining the endless chaotic energy into spiritual power.

In addition to Li Xuanyang, all the quasi-saints with great supernatural powers who were watching the battle also offered up their spiritual treasures or divine lights, which fell into the void, making Li Xuanyang feel relieved immediately.

In addition, in many sacred mountains and blessed places, spiritual treasures and divine lights burst out to block the raging Tianhe Ruoshui.

In the East China Sea, the innate five elements, five-colored divine light and the sun and moon essence wheels also appeared, protecting many human tribes.

Suddenly, bursts of Buddhist chants were heard in the western part of the wilderness, and lotus bodhisattvas emerged. It was the two Taoist saints from the West, Jie Yin and Zhunti, who appeared.

"My fellow Taoists have done immeasurable merits. The two of us are here to help!" The Jie Yin Taoist and Li Xuanyang and other quasi-saints with great supernatural powers bowed slightly, and then sacrificed the innate twelve-grade golden lotus of merit, which also fell into the void, making many quasi-saints with great supernatural powers breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your help, Saint!" Seeing Jie Yin and Zhunti coming, Li Xuanyang's eyes flashed with a strange color. It seemed that Jie Yin and Zhunti had not gone to the Wahuang Heaven above the Thirty-three Outer Heavens.

"So, this time, the Three Pure Ones must have gone to the Wahuang Heaven as guests and stopped Nuwa."

"But..." Li Xuanyang subconsciously looked at Taiyi.

Suddenly, a colorful light appeared out of nowhere and brushed towards the innate treasure Chaos Bell.

"Zhunti!" Taiyi never expected that Zhunti, as a saint, would not block the gap in the void and stop the Tianhe Ruoshui from wreaking havoc on the prehistoric land, but instead covet his innate treasure, the Chaos Bell.

He had no time to dodge and could only take the Chaos Bell into his soul, letting the colorful divine light fall around him. He was knocked away and fell into the Weak Water of Tianhe River.

"Zhunti, you are such a shameless saint, don't you?"

"Haha, Your Majesty, why are you so angry?" Zhunti Taoist smiled and bowed slightly to Taiyi, saying, "Emperor Jun and Xihe are dead. Both the demon and witch tribes have suffered heavy losses. Only a few members remain. They can no longer rule the Heavenly Court."

"Your Majesty, how about handing over the Chaos Bell, your innate treasure, and bringing the remaining demons to join our Western Religion?"

If Taiyi joins the Western Religion, he will not only be able to obtain an innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, but also gather the remnants of the demon clan, strengthen the power of the Western Religion, and even surpass the three religions of Human, Chan, and Jie.

Why worry about not being able to repay the Dahongyuan you have given?

"Zhunti!" Tai Zhou's body flashed with a faint solar divine light, barely isolating the Tianhe Weak Water. He glared at Zhunti and shouted, "I am the Eastern Emperor of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court. Even if I die, I will never join your Western sect."

"Your Majesty, why are you so obsessed with the Demon Clan Heavenly Court?" Zhunti Taoist remained calm, still smiling as he invited Taiyi, saying, "As long as Your Majesty agrees, I will not only return the Primal Chaos Bell to Your Majesty, but I will even give up my position as the leader of the Western Religion and let Your Majesty take charge of the Western Religion."

As soon as these words were spoken, many of the remaining demons felt a hint of movement.

In this way, not only can the demon clan become disciples of the saint, with the support of the two saints of the West, they will also have a place to stay.

Moreover, as Zhunti said just now, with the current strength of the demon clan, they are no longer able to continue to rule the Heavenly Court.

"Zhunti is so courageous!" Although Li Xuanyang knew that Zhunti was after the innate treasure Chaos Bell, he still had to admire his courage.

Not only did he allow Taiyi to continue to control the Chaos Bell, he even became the leader of the Western Religion and took charge of the entire Western Religion.

"I wonder what Your Majesty thinks?" Zhunti Taoist asked Taiyi again.

Although Taiyi is about to fall, as long as his true spirit still exists, he can be sent to reincarnation and led to the Western religion at the same time.

What's more, Meng Po, who guards the place of reincarnation, is the incarnation of Nuwa, the saint of the demon clan. We can also take the opportunity to make friends with her and prepare for the future disciples of the Western religion to practice reincarnation.

However, in the face of Zhunti Taoist's repeated invitations, Taiyi laughed loudly, "Zunti boy, you Westerners, even if you have achieved enlightenment and become saints, are still extremely shameless."

"As the Eastern Emperor of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, how could I associate with you people from the West!" As he spoke, Taiyi showed his determination and mobilized the little magic power left in his body. With a flash of the sun's divine light around him, he headed towards the Wahuangtian above the thirty-three outer heavens.

Although his brothers Di Jun, Xihe and Fuxi died, and hundreds of millions of demon troops fell, his reputation as the overlord of the prehistoric world was no longer there.

But the demon tribe still has the saint Nuwa in charge, as long as they reach the Nuwa Heaven.

Even if he dies, he can still send the Chaos Bell to Nuwa, so that she can continue to suppress the luck of the demon clan with this innate treasure. As long as the luck is not lost, there may be opportunities for the demon clan to prosper in the future.

"You don't know what's good for you!" Upon seeing this, the Taoist Zhunti became furious. If Taiyi really went to the Nuwa Heaven, not to mention the innate treasure Chaos Bell, he would probably offend Nuwa.

"It seems that I can't keep you here!" The Taoist Zhunti angrily sacrificed the blessed divine pestle, which turned into a sky full of golden light and fell towards Taiyi.

Regarding this, both Li Xuanyang and the other quasi-saints with great supernatural powers showed horror on their faces.

Unexpectedly, Taiyi did not die in the war between the two races of wizards and liches, but fell at the hands of Zhunti Taoist, one of the two saints in the West.

"Since Zhunti is acting like this, I wonder what Jie Yin is planning?" Thinking of this, Li Xuanyang couldn't help but turn around and look at Jie Yin.

He put his hands together with a compassionate look on his face. Not only did he ignore all this, he even pointed at the innate twelve-grade golden lotus of merit in the void, which emitted countless golden lights.

Freeze the spiritual treasures and divine light of Li Xuanyang and other quasi-saints with great supernatural powers, making it impossible for them to take them back for a while.

(End of this chapter)