Honghuang: I am the Chaos Pearl, and Hongjun is nothing.

When Hongjun saw a figure, his eyes lit up.

He felt that even the sky was helping him.

Take it into consideration now.

……

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Temple.

I once again put down my hand in failure and slowly opened my eyes.

At this time, Yuan Shi looked over.

"Brother, our Hongmeng Purple Qi has been completely refined, but why can't we trigger the vision of sanctification? Are we wrong?"

Yuanshi's voice was a bit sad.

After all, they had tried many times, and every time they felt just a little bit off, they all ended in failure.

It’s not that they didn’t work hard, and it’s not that they didn’t do research, but in the end they were still confused.

Why can the three corpses of the ancestral dragon be combined into one?

Why can Kunpeng become a saint immediately after refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi?

However, their three corpses could not be united into one, and even after the Hongmeng Purple Qi was refined, it did not trigger the vision of becoming a saint, as if something was blocking them.

Why is that?

The two brothers were puzzled!

However, Hongjun had already joined forces, and they went to Zixiao Palace several times to look for Hongjun, but were turned away.

With no one to guide them in front of them and no one to help them in the future, the two seemed to be stuck in a dead end.

"Second brother, do you think it has something to do with establishing a religion? Can you and I each establish a religion and become saints?"

"Master once said that he wants us to teach the people on his behalf. Does this mean that we need to establish a sect before we can achieve the status of saints?"

"But Kunpeng and Zulong didn't establish a religion, only Tongtian, or Jiejie, established a religion after becoming a saint. So what do you mean?"

Facing Yuanshi's question, I fell into deep thought.

After a while, he suddenly stood up and said seriously.

"I want to go to heaven!"

"Heaven? What are you doing there?"

Yuan Shi stood up in shock and asked doubtfully.

"I'm going to the heavenly world to see those monsters and try to teach them. If this can trigger the opportunity to become a saint, then I will establish a religion. How can we know where our way is without trying?"

"Looking at the entire prehistoric world, even those people who are covered with hair and horns and transformed from wet eggs have already achieved enlightenment. As extremely noble beings transformed by Pangu Yuan Shen, we are still struggling. You and I Where is your face?"

When Yuan Shi heard this, his face suddenly showed a thoughtful look.

But soon, he said resolutely.

"Brother, you go to the Heavenly Court, and I will go to the Immortal Court. We two brothers will act separately. No matter who touches the opportunity to become a saint, it will be a breakthrough!"

"That's it!"

At the same time, the western land, Mount Sumeru.

In a large hall, Zhunti and Jieyin were preaching to thousands of creatures.

And the Taoism they taught was the essence of Buddhism that became famous in later generations.

The reason why they did not understand Taoism but preached it was that the two brothers suddenly realized one thing, that is, even if they refined the Hongmeng Purple Qi, they still could not attain Taoism.

In the end, the two brothers decided to establish a religion!

But what exactly is the teaching? The senior brother is in trouble.

In the hands of brothers, there are three ways.

Hunyuan Ziziwuji Kung Fu, three-corpse-killing method, and their self-created Buddhist method.

As the saying goes, Buddhism has no bounds and can only be restored!

The two brothers traveled to every corner of the West and finally understood their unique Taoism, 'Buddha'!

The appearance of Buddhism made Zhunti and Yingyin's eyes brighten.

Immediately, he went into retreat at Mount Sumeru for a period of time, and finally studied the Buddhist teachings thoroughly.

As soon as he came out, he couldn't wait to preach to the demon kings and various creatures nearby.

Thousands of years passed quickly.

Zhunti and Jieyin finally finished teaching the Dharma.

Looking at the creatures below who were immersed in it, still unfinished, and whose cultivation levels had improved at the same time, Zhunti's old face finally showed a bright smile.

They finally succeeded!

Because their Buddhism actually cultivated three great golden immortals!

The three people sitting at the front of the team, in ten thousand years, their cultivation levels have been directly promoted from Taiyi Golden Immortal to Daluo Golden Immortal!

"Brother, let's get ready and start preaching!"

"That's how it should be!"

At the same time, Buzhoushanqian.

The tens of millions of troops brought by Dongwanggong, Zulong, and Kunpeng have already set up their formation!

The first two majestic and powerful men!

They are the Ancestral Dragon and the Second Sage Kunpeng!

One of these two people became a saint by killing three corpses, and the other was the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian who unexpectedly advanced.

At this moment, waves of holy power filled the air, overwhelmingly pressing toward the Wu Clan army on the opposite side.

And on the side of the Wu Clan's army.

The five great ancestral witches, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Qiang Liang, and Tian Wu, lined up in a row, staring coldly at the army of the Immortal Court, with disdain flashing in their eyes.

And behind them are the twelve great witches!

All of them are in the early stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal cultivation!

Behind them, there was a dense darkness, and the wizards and men of the Wu Clan all appeared as Wu Clan!

One by one, with overwhelming momentum, they released the powerful power of the Law of Power and moved together, blocking the terrifying holy power away!

"Zhu Jiuyin, surrender or die!"

Buzhou Mountain, as the backbone of Pangu, supported the ancient sky.

As the patron saint of Buzhou Mountain, the Wu Clan is the largest race in the ancient world!

They occupy the center of Buzhou Mountain and thrive!

However, this peaceful life was broken again by the army of Xianting on this day.

Facing Duke Dongwang's question, Zhu Jiuyin took a step forward and sneered.

"Dong Wanggong, I feel shameless for you. You were sentenced to leave the Immortal Court and took refuge in the Jiejiao. Then, you were sentenced to the Jiejiao and returned to the Immortal Court. Your feelings are not innately sacred. You are shameless!"

"Ha ha……"

The explosive sneer spread across the land of the Wu Clan in an instant, making Prince Dong extremely furious.

"Zhu Jiuyin, don't talk nonsense. Today, you have only two ways!"

At this time, Kunpeng took a step forward and shouted coldly.

"First, surrender and become a dog in our hands!"

"Second, let us destroy your Witch Clan and remove the Witch Clan from the prehistoric world!"

"Choose one of the two, it's your choice!"

The contempt in Kunpeng's eyes made Zhu Rong so angry that he planned to take action directly.

"It turns out that he is still a traitor!"

Zhu Jiuyin stood in front of Zhu Rong and said coldly.

"Kunpeng, do you know how you became a saint? You used Daozu's skills to achieve the state of a saint, but you turned around and attacked Daozu. What are you not a traitor?"

"And you, Zulong, aren't you also a traitor? The three of you are really in the same boat, a bunch of traitors!"

Zhu Jiuyin's voice was mean, cold, and disdainful.

Before the three of them could react, they shouted violently.

"Now, I will give the three of you a chance. Get out of here quickly. Remember, get out. Get out one by one. I, this ancestral witch, just act as if nothing happened!"

"Haha...Prince Dong, Zulong, Kunpeng, get out of here, get out of here quickly!"

"Immortal? I think you're just a wallflower. Now you surrender to this, and now you surrender to that. What is it?"

"Emperor Donghua? What the hell, what kind of ghost army? I think he is a traitor!"

Hearing Kunpeng's impudent words, the Wu Clan army suddenly became unhappy.

When it comes to having a loud voice, who can compare to the Wu Clan!

They are born with supernatural powers, each of them is tall and tall, and those two or three meters tall can only be regarded as dwarfs. Their voices are not generally loud.

All of a sudden, they shouted in unison, and the sound echoed throughout Buzhou Mountain, turning into huge energy sound waves, and bombarded the people in the Immortal Court opposite.

Wherever it passed, even the void began to tremble.

hiss……

Along with the fluctuations of another battle in Buzhou Mountain, countless powerful spiritual thoughts extended here, wanting to see how the Wu Clan could break this fatal battle.

But facing the powerful Immortal Court with two saints, the Wu Clan was still extremely powerful, and they all took a breath!

They didn't expect that the Wu clan would be so arrogant and even tell the saint to get out!

These are words that blaspheme the dignity of a saint. Aren't they afraid of the punishment of heaven?

However, what is surprising is that the ancient Heavenly Dao seemed to be asleep and did not impose any punishment at all. It seemed that the Wu clan was right in scolding him and scolding him loudly.