Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Chen Zhan also sighed: "The depth of Jiejiao is really hard to imagine!"

The Talented Empress asked doubtfully: "This power is enough to overturn any world, but... why can't I see Ye Qin?"

Empress Pingxin teased, "Haha! Empress, why are you so obsessed with Ye Qin?"

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It must be said that when the disciples of Jiejiao came out in full force, they really shocked the powerful people who were watching the battle in the heavens and the worlds. Jiejiao, this transcendent force is really terrifying! There is not a single weak person in it, and each one is extremely powerful. Among them are the most powerful Daluo Jinxian who are the top fighting forces in the heavens and the worlds, not to mention the 25 terrifying Quasi-Saints!

In fact, it was not just the strong men in the heavens and all worlds who were shocked by the powerful lineup of Jiejiao.

Deep in the vast chaos of the ancient world, stands an ancient and mysterious palace, on which are engraved the three large characters "Zixiao Palace". The strokes are as vigorous and powerful as dragons, containing the mysterious power of the origin of the Great Dao, and the rhyme of the Dao is ethereal and mysterious.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed across the Daoist platform in Zixiao Palace. It was the head of Xuanmen, Hongjun Daozu. He was usually indifferent and emotionless, with no ripples on his face, as if nothing in the world could touch his state of mind. However, when millions of Jiejiao disciples from Jin'ao Island came out in droves, his usually calm old face revealed a touch of astonishment, and shock flashed in his chaotic eyes.

"Twenty-five quasi-saint disciples, tens of thousands of Daluo Jinxian, and millions of disciples at least in the early stage of Taiyi Jinxian..." He murmured to himself, "Tongtian, what secrets are you hiding in Jiejiao? Or Ye Qin, you are the variable, why don't you show up? But variables are just variables after all. They can change small trends, but they can't reverse big trends."

After saying this, his figure slowly merged into the void again, as if he had never appeared. Only the ethereal voice echoed in the palace for a long time.

Outside Jin'ao Island, the huge lineup of Jiejiao disciples not only shocked Hongjun Daozu, but also made the faces of the Heavenly Dao saints present extremely gloomy. Yuanshi Tianzun, Laozi, Jieyin, and Zhunti all looked extremely ugly. They never expected that Jiejiao had such a profound foundation, which was completely beyond their imagination and cognition.

Twenty-five quasi-saints, this is simply unbelievable. You know, in the current prehistoric world, there are not even ten quasi-saints alive, and the Jiejiao sect alone has twenty-five? This is simply like a joke!

Faced with such a background, their original plan to lead their disciples to destroy Jiejiao now seemed like wishful thinking. Unless they could suppress Tongtian Sect Master first and then take action themselves, it would be futile for them to send more disciples.

At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun and others even felt that the death of Randeng Daoist, the disciples of the Chan Sect, and the great master Xuandu did not seem to be unjust. The strength of the Jie Sect disciples was so terrifying that almost any one of them could beat most of the disciples of the Chan Sect. With such a huge difference in combat power, how could the Chan Sect win the victory in the Conferred God Tribulation?

Yuanshi Tianzun's Dao heart even showed a little disorder, and he began to doubt whether he was deceived by the secrets of the Heavenly Dao. What is the great catastrophe of Jiejiao, and what is the prosperity of Chanjiao? The Conferred God Catastrophe did come, but Jiejiao was unscathed, while Chanjiao was completely annihilated! This is completely contrary to the secrets of Heaven.

"No matter what, the way I practice is to follow the way of heaven! Jiejiao must be destroyed!" Yuanshi Tianzun gritted his teeth and said firmly.

Although Jie Yin and Zhunti were shocked by Jiejiao's lineup at first, they soon began to plan secretly. Jiejiao has many disciples, and each of them is gifted. If they can seize the opportunity to convert some of them during the war, it will be a huge gain for the Western Sect.

"Junior brother," Jie Yin lowered his voice and transmitted to Zhunti, "Although Zhen Yuanzi is a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who has proved his Dao through strength, he is only a first-level one after all, and there is a huge gap in strength between you and him. When the war breaks out, you can seize the opportunity to recruit some Jiejiao disciples. I will conceal the secret and help you in secret."

"Haha! Senior brother's idea coincides with mine!" Zhunti laughed secretly in his heart and looked at the disciples of Jiejiao as if he was looking at piles of treasures.

Not far away, the old ancestor Kunpeng stood in the void, trembling all over, his originally sinister eyes filled with panic. He felt the divine thoughts of millions of Jiejiao disciples sweeping over from time to time, and his face was almost as black as charcoal. Recalling what he said to Jieyin before, he just felt like a clown.

Twenty-five Quasi-Saint disciples... During the Lich Tribulation, the two tribes combined did not have so many Quasi-Saints! He almost died in that Tribulation, not to mention that this time his opponent was twenty-five Quasi-Saints.

The ancestor Kunpeng finally understood that the quantitative calamity was a catastrophe that could not be easily touched. Once touched, it was often a nine out of ten chance of death. At this moment, he was already deeply trapped in the cause and effect of the quantitative calamity, and he could not escape even if he wanted to. Because his aura had been firmly locked by a series of terrifying and brutal auras, including that of Zhen Yuanzi who had already achieved the Hun Yuan Dao.

“Damn you Jie Yin, Zhunti, Laozi, Yuanshi!” Ancestor Kunpeng roared in his heart, “I really want to skin you alive!”

Outside the Jin'ao Island, millions of Jiejiao disciples stood tall, with energy surging around them like the tide, as if demon gods had descended, with their momentum soaring into the sky.

"Jie Yin, you've really made me suffer this time!" Ancestor Kunpeng said to Jie Yin with gritted teeth, his face gloomy. At this moment, he had been firmly locked by the breath of the Jiejiao disciples, and escape was almost a luxury. Naturally, all the resentment in his heart was poured on Jie Yin, Yuanshi Tianzun and the other four heavenly saints. If he had known that the Jiejiao disciples were so powerful, how could he have waded into this muddy water and been involved in the Conferred God Tribulation? At this moment, Ancestor Kunpeng was not only shocked, but also full of regret.

Jie Yin's face became even more distressed, and he said seriously: "Daoyou Kunpeng, once the war begins, you only need to set up a formation to delay the Jiejiao disciples, and I will let Junior Brother Zhunti go to help you."

After hearing this, Kunpeng Patriarch snorted coldly and reluctantly accepted it. Afterwards, they continued to discuss how to deal with the Jiejiao army.

On the other side, Master Tongtian stood proudly, surrounded by the Four Swords of Zhuxian, with a fighting spirit like a tide, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, with its edge exposed. He looked indifferently at the densely packed monster kings in the ancient starry sky, and said in a deep voice: "Disciples of Jiejiao, listen to my order! If Kunpeng dares to lead the monsters to attack, he must be killed! All disciples of Jiejiao, go all out, no mercy, kill! Kill to stop killing, fight to the end!"

With the roar of Tongtian Sect Master, the sound reverberated like thunder in the void of billions of miles. A shocking momentum swept across the heaven and earth, making the heaven and earth pale, the sea water flow backwards, and the yin and yang and the five elements reversed.

"Kill!" The disciples of Jiejiao shouted in unison, and their voices echoed throughout the ancient world.

Then, millions of Jiejiao disciples turned into streams of light and rushed towards the ancient starry sky, like a meteor against the sky, surrounded by colorful power. This scene was extremely gorgeous, but it concealed endless murderous intent.

Soon, the Jiejiao disciples and the great demon kings collided fiercely, like two torrents meeting, and a deafening roar broke out. Although the great demon kings were shocked by the Jiejiao disciples' cultivation, they did not retreat. They had experienced the witch and demon calamity and were full of desire for battle. They were bloodthirsty, murderous, and belligerent. This was their innate instinct.

As the Jiejiao disciples killed some of the big demons at lightning speed, the fighting spirit of the big demon kings of the demon clan was completely aroused, their eyes turned red, and they launched a fierce counterattack. In the ancient starry sky, the sounds of fighting between the Jiejiao disciples and the big demon kings came one after another, various magical powers, magic weapons intertwined and collided, colorful energy raged, roared continuously, and the world was dimmed.

At the same time, outside Jin'ao Island, the ten Heavenly Lords smiled at each other, their minds connected. "Master, let's go and kill the demon enemies!" Before they finished speaking, they had already turned into streams of light, rushed into the ancient starry sky, and joined the battle. As powerful warriors in the early stage of Quasi-Saints, their magical powers were amazing, and every attack could take away a group of demons.

On the other side, the burly Duobao Taoist stared at the Kunpeng Patriarch, with a meaningful smile on his face. "Old thief Kunpeng, you have underestimated me before, today I will let you see my skills!" After saying that, he instantly tore through the void and attacked the Kunpeng Patriarch. Although he was a late quasi-sage, he did not feel that there was a big gap between him and the Kunpeng Patriarch.

"Big Brother, let me help you!" Zhao Gongming said with a smile, "My fellow disciples always say that Kunpeng is too big to be stewed in one pot. Today we will pluck its feathers and see if we can grill it directly!" Duobao Taoist nodded in agreement.

The old man Kunpeng looked at Duobao and Zhao Gongming, who were full of murderous intent, with a cunning light in his eyes. "If there were only two quasi-saints, I might have a chance to escape in the chaos." He secretly calculated, and he had long lost the determination to fight to the death. He planned to imitate the practice during the witch and demon calamity and slip away during the war. After all, the current situation is more serious than the witch and demon calamity, and he doesn't want to wait for death here. What's more, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Zhenyuanzi is staring at him covetously, wishing that he would disappear immediately.

Thinking of this, the figure of Kunpeng Patriarch flashed, and he instantly flew up to the ancient starry sky billions of miles away. He believed that as long as he suppressed Duobao and Zhao Gongming, he would be able to escape smoothly. As for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, there would always be other opportunities to get it.

"You old thief Kunpeng, don't even think about escaping!" Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming chased after him relentlessly.

At this time, a clear and pleasant voice sounded: "Big Brother, those big monsters are too weak, and it's meaningless to fight them. We are here to help you!" Three graceful figures turned into long rainbows and flew over. They were the three disciples of Jiejiao, namely the Golden Spirit Mother, the Turtle Spirit Mother and the Wu Dang Mother.

"Great! Kunpeng is very cunning. With the help of three junior sisters, we will definitely be able to suppress him!" Duobao Taoist laughed. They tore through the void, accelerated to catch up with the ancestor Kunpeng, and surrounded him in the center.

Seeing this, the old ancestor Kunpeng's face turned pale and he almost vomited blood. He never expected that in order to suppress him, Jiejiao actually sent out five quasi-saints! And these five were not ordinary quasi-saints. Duobao Taoist and Jinling Shengmu were both in the late stage of quasi-saints, and their cultivation was almost the same as his!

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Zhao Gongming, Guiling Holy Mother, and Wudang Holy Mother have all reached the peak of the middle stage of quasi-saint, and are only one step away from the late stage of quasi-saint. Their strength is immeasurable.

The Kunpeng Patriarch was full of confidence, thinking that he was strong enough to deal with the combination of Duobao Taoist and the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island. However, he also knew that although the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island were strong, they were still far behind Zhao Gongming. In the realm of quasi-saints, every time one ascends to a small realm, the combat power will have a qualitative leap. What's more, there are now three more quasi-saints with the same strength as Zhao Gongming! Does he really have a chance to escape in the chaos?

The more Patriarch Kunpeng thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, as if he was plagued by bad luck and could not get rid of it.

"Kill!" Taoist Duobao shouted angrily and took the lead in launching a fierce attack on Patriarch Kunpeng. Zhao Gongming, Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, Wudang Holy Mother, and Golden Spirit Holy Mother followed closely behind, and the five of them joined forces to besiege Patriarch Kunpeng.

At this time, Wuyunxian and other six of the seven attendants also expressed their intention to go to the battlefield to help their junior brothers and sisters. They did not directly participate in the battle, but observed every move on the battlefield in the ancient starry sky. Once the disciples of Jiejiao were in danger, they would use thunder and lightning to defeat the enemy in an instant. Their strength was enough to do this.

As the Seven Immortals followed them, the morale of millions of Jiejiao disciples increased, and their fighting spirit was like a rainbow. They fought bravely, fearless of life and death, and for a time, the battlefield was littered with corpses of demon kings, like meteorites falling from the sky, smashing huge pits in the prehistoric land, and the remaining power shocked all directions.

At the same time, seeing that the war had broken out, the saints also took action and started a fierce battle with their opponents. They tacitly chose the top of the sky as the battlefield to prevent the battle from affecting the primitive land and causing chaos in the world.

In a certain area at the top of the sky, the three sisters of Sanxiao joined forces to besiege Yuanshi Tianzun. They stood in three directions, implying the way of the three talents, and trapped Yuanshi Tianzun tightly.

"Old villain, today is the day you will die!" Bixiao shouted. Although there was a hint of playfulness in her words, the murderous intent in her eyes was not concealed at all.

Qiong Xiao's face was as cold as frost, staring coldly at Yuanshi Tianzun: "The saints of heaven will also bleed!"

Yun Xiao's tone was even colder: "Today, let's verify whether the Heavenly Dao Saint is really immortal!"

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but sneer. Fallen saint? Coughing up blood? How dare these arrogant people look down on him like this? He is a saint of the Heavenly Dao, and his soul is in the Heavenly Dao. As long as the Heavenly Dao is not destroyed, he will not die. Even Hongjun Daozu can't make him fall.

"The Ten Heavenly Lords massacred the disciples of the Chan Sect. I will kill you first and then let the Ten Heavenly Lords be buried with you!" Yuanshi Tianzun said angrily.

"Just you? You are worthy!" Bixiao curled his lips in disdain.

"Sister, don't waste time talking to him, just do it!" Yunxiao said in a deep voice.

The three sisters looked at each other and understood. They each used their magic weapons. Yunxiao used the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, which shone brightly; Qiongxiao used the Golden Jiaoscissors, which made the water and fire dragons tumble; and Bixiao used the Dragon Binding Rope, which was like a spirit snake. However, they did not want to use these magic weapons to fight Yuanshi Tianzun head-on, but had other plans.

The three sisters of Sanxiao used their magic weapons to carefully arrange an ancient and mysterious formation. They were skilled in their techniques, pinching their fingers and chanting spells, injecting profound spells into the magic weapons, and at the same time, they used their divine thoughts to outline complex and varied formation patterns in the void.

In an instant, the ancient formation was fully activated, and the formation patterns spread out like dragons and snakes, covering billions of miles in radius, and even included a chaotic area. Yuanshi Tianzun was naturally trapped in the formation.