Honghuang: I, Styx, start the reporting system

"Does anyone feel that the prehistoric world is getting more and more chaotic now? It seems that from time to time, there will be strong men at the Hunyuan level who have nothing to do and have a fight."

"Indeed, it was not long before the saints besieged Mingzhu, and now Yuanshi Saint and Mingzhu are fighting again."

"The major sects seem to be taking action again because of the fate of the human race. I feel like a storm is coming."

"Yes, and this feeling is completely different from the previous calamities."

The big facts in recent times are really eye-catching. In the past, saints and Hunyuan-level experts rarely took action in the prehistoric world, but recently, the frequency of their actions has become higher and higher, which has caused them to gradually fall from the altar in the hearts of other great powers in the prehistoric era. Return to the high and mighty position before.

Such discussions naturally fell into the ears of the saints, but they did not bother to take action against the living beings being discussed for such a trivial matter.

Talking back to the battle between Mingzhu and Yuanshi Tianzun, taking advantage of the opportunity of the two strong men to fight, Kong Xuan left this place with Yang Jian and his family.

No matter who wins or loses in the fight, they will inevitably be affected here.

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw them leaving, he immediately wanted to stop them. After all, his purpose here was to kill Kong Xuan and avenge Master Yuding.

But as soon as he took action, Mingzhu's attack came quietly.

Two completely different forces were intertwined, and when superimposed together, they actually exerted the effect of one plus one greater than two. Yuanshi Tianzun could not help but retract his hand and deal with it seriously.

The celestial clouds appeared above his head, and the boundless clear air hanging down blocked out all evil spirits.

However, the murderous aura intertwined with the aura of merit stirred up the pure aura of Qingyun in the heavens, causing Yuanshi Tianzun's defense to instantly become chaotic.

Upon seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun calmly clasped his hands together, and the Jade Pure Divine Thunder condensed in his hands.

"Yuqing Divine Thunder, fall!"

The Sanqing Divine Thunder is the innate magical power of Sanqing, and it is considered an extremely powerful divine thunder in the prehistoric times.

Thunder Punishment is the nemesis of evil spirits, and the Three Purities Divine Thunder can even wipe out evil in the world.

The Yuqing Divine Thunder fell quickly at the command of Yuanshi Tianzun, and even though it was surrounded by the aura of merit, the murderous aura released by Mingzhu was shot down.

The aura of merit was dispelled, and the remaining murderous aura was instantly swallowed up by the recovered Qingyun Qing Qi from the heavens.

Yuanshi Tianzun laughed and said: "Mingzhu, you are really going back as you live, how dare you use these methods to deal with me?"

Mingzhu's expression did not change, he clasped his hands together, recited a Buddha's name, and then said: "This, of course, is not that simple."

As his words fell, the murderous energy that he had just swallowed turned into black energy, directly polluting the heavens and the clouds.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened, and then he realized that the polluted Zhutian Qingyun was no longer able to protect him, so he took it back.

However, when a long stick made of blood-colored jointed bamboo was struck, he quickly avoided it and responded with the Pangu flag, pushing back the bloody jointed bamboo.

But with this retreat, he distanced himself from Zhutian Qingyun.

Mingzhu grabbed Zhutian Qingyun with quick eyes and hands. Yuanshi Tianzun was furious: "Mingzhu, how dare you!"

Although Zhutian Qingyun is only the best innate spiritual treasure, his defensive power is unparalleled. It is absolutely impossible for Yuanshi Tianzun to let him fall into the hands of Ming Zhu.

But Mingzhu's speed was obviously one step faster than Yuanshi Tianzun, and Yuanshi Tianzun was secretly anxious. Just when Mingzhu was about to capture Zhutian Qingyun, three thousand white silk threads came from nowhere and tightly bound Mingzhu's hands.

Mingzhu was unable to move for a while, but Yuanshi Tianzun was overjoyed and instantly overtook Zhutian Qingyun.

Then Baisi was taken back and Mingzhu regained his freedom.

"I!"

Mingzhu stepped back and distanced himself from Yuanshi Tianzun.

He was sure that the white silk just now definitely belonged to my Taiyi whisk. In other words, I have been waiting in the dark, so I was able to take action in such a timely manner.

Sure enough, within a moment, I slowly appeared.

Mingzhu immediately tried to break through the space with the blood-colored bone-jointed bamboo and escaped.

Yuanshi Tianzun immediately wanted to pursue him, but was stopped by me. He asked puzzledly: "Brother..."

Lao Tzu knew what he wanted to ask and said: "There is no need to pursue it. Buddhism is now a time when luck is prosperous, and luck will protect the body."

It is not easy for them to kill Ming Zhu, not to mention that if I take action, Ming He and others will also take action, and it will not make much sense if it turns into a battle between saints again.

Yuanshi Tianzun also knew this truth in his heart, but he was really not angry about Yuding's death. In the end, he could only hum: "When the sect war comes, we must make this Buddhism look good!"

Then he turned around and left with me.

Haotian, who left here early, hid in the heaven to recover from his injuries.

Yaochi looked at him distressedly: "Why are you doing this?"

What happened at the beginning was just a plan. Haotian could just let Yang Jian take away the Huashan Goddess, so why bother to take action himself and provoke Chanjiao again.

Haotian suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "If Yang Jian hadn't humiliated me in the name of teaching, I would have let them go. But Yang Jian... Huh!"

"But what can we do? It won't be a day or two that the All Saints Sect is above the heaven."

"It's okay if the sect is above the heaven, but how dare they, the mere disciples of the sect, be above me!"

Haotian is very concerned about his own face. He was already very annoyed that he, the Emperor of Heaven, was restricted everywhere, but now that Yang Jian saved his mother, he was even more embarrassed.

"In this case, it doesn't matter if the Emperor of Heaven doesn't do it!" Haotian originally said it in anger, but as soon as he said it, he suddenly thought of something, and his tone became more profound: "That's right! It doesn't matter if the Emperor of Heaven doesn't do it. , I’ll go find the master to make the decision for me!”

Before Yaochi could persuade him, Haotian ignored his injuries and flew away to Chaos.

Yaochi and Haotian had a deep love for each other. Seeing Haotian's behavior, she also guessed that he had his own thoughts, so in the end, all the words that were stuck in his mouth turned into a long sigh.

Haotian entered the chaos, and relied on his memories of living in Zixiao Palace for many years to find the original location of Zixiao Palace, but he only saw nothing in front of him, only a void.

But he is certain that Zixiao Palace is here.

He bowed heavily to the nothingness in front of him: "Boy Haotian, please see Mr. Hongjun!"

There was no response from the nothingness in front of him, and Haotian couldn't help but bow to him.

I don’t know how long time has passed. It may be a year or a hundred years, or it may be a thousand or ten thousand years.

Haotian only knew that his body was about to become stiff and numb, and then an old voice sounded in his ears: "Come in."