Hong Huang: I repeatedly offered poisonous plans, but Hou Tu advised me to calm down

"Even saints can fall, Daoist friend Fuxi, is this true?"

Kunpeng felt the strange phenomenon in the sky, and he was as confused as Zhen Yuanzi.

In order to become a saint, Kunpeng also went to Zixiao Palace to listen to the teachings.

In order to become a saint, he and Donghuang Taiyi killed Hongyun and snatched Hongmeng purple air.

His goal was to become the supreme saint.

But now he knows a cruel fact, it turns out that saints can also fall from the sainthood

"Fellow Taoist Zhunti just fell from the holy position, not died"

"As long as he practices hard, he is more likely to become a saint than all the other quasi-saints."

Fuxi was very calm, as if he had always been so indifferent.

He was right. Zhunti already knew how to become a saint, and he had become a saint before.

As long as his luck and Taoism reached the level again, he could become a saint of the Heavenly Dao again.

Even though Zhunti has become a quasi-saint like them, his starting point is still higher than that of the quasi-saints.

"Daoist Fuxi reminded me that there was only one quota for Heavenly Dao Saints before, but now there are two!"

Kunpeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly realized this blind spot.

In the past, there were five saints in one day, and those quasi-saints who had not yet achieved sainthood were extremely anxious every day.

Kunpeng still remembers his anxiety during that period. As long as one more quasi-saint achieved sainthood, the rest of the quasi-saints would no longer have the opportunity to become saints.

Cultivating to quasi-sainthood is the end point of all quasi-saints. How could Kunpeng be willing?

So many years have passed, and I didn't expect that the last saint did not appear, and now there is another vacancy for a saint.

"Do I have a chance to become a saint, too?"

In the blessed places all over the prehistoric continent, the quasi-saints who were practicing in seclusion were also eager to make a move.

"The death of a saint? Is this the first time a saint has died in the prehistoric world?"

On the prehistoric continent, Zhou Chao briefly raised his head from the complicated work of reenacting the earth, wind, water and fire.

Thick dark clouds gathered in the sky, and endless blood rain fell from the sky.

This phenomenon was countless times greater than when Dong Wanggong died.

The death of a saint made a lot of noise, and even though they were hundreds of millions of miles apart, Zhou Chao could sense the fluctuations.

And because of the success of this strategy, Zhou Chao's magic power also went from just stepping into the threshold of quasi-saint to the intermediate level of quasi-saint.

This strategy helped Zhou Chao save countless Yuanhui of hard training. If Zhou Chao pulled down a few more saints, it would not be impossible for him to become a saint.

"That's a Heavenly Saint. Would a terrifying existence that can destroy even the prehistoric world fall from the 12th position of Saint?"

There are descriptions of saints in Dijiang's inheritance. He knows how terrifying saints are.

Saints can create the world and recreate the prehistoric world with ease.

Saints can predict all non-saint outcomes when there is no catastrophe and no interference from other saints.

When the witch clan and the demon clan fought, they released two Pangu phantoms, and the prehistoric land was smashed by Pangu's phantom with a punch, leaving a large crack that almost penetrated the prehistoric world.

Pangu, summoned by the Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Gods and Demons, is still an incomplete saint. He can do such a thing with only magic power and no Taoism, let alone a complete Heavenly Saint.

?Such a powerful being could actually fall from the status of a saint. This is the most outrageous thing that Dijiang has ever seen since his birth.

"There are too many restrictions on the Heavenly Dao Sage, only becoming a Hunyuan Sage is the right way!"

Xuan Ming's deep voice sounded.

All the creatures in the prehistoric world yearn to become Heavenly Dao Sages, but the ancient witches who inherited Pangu look down on Heavenly Dao Sages.

Heavenly Dao Sages must abide by the Heavenly Dao. If they forcibly go against the Heavenly Dao, they will be punished by Heaven.

Just like Zhunti now.

In order to make the Western religion flourish as soon as possible, he secretly changed the Heaven and Earth situation and forced the witch clan and the demon clan to go to war.

Now he has fallen from the position of Sage because of this cause and effect.

"Zhou Chao, it seems that the re-enactment of the Feng Shui Fire has a great effect on you. I feel that your aura has actually risen to the level of a quasi-saint."

Zhu Jiuyin just noticed Zhou Chao's surging aura. Although that aura was only a flash, he would not be wrong.

"I have gained a little bit."

Zhou Chao said modestly

"I also feel that my Taoism has improved a lot. Zhou Chao's method is very good!"

Zhu Rong also said.

When the ancient witches governed the prehistoric world, their understanding of the elements they belonged to had a huge improvement, which also brought them one step closer to becoming saints.

Those saints of the Heavenly Dao had said that the ancient witches were born with defects and they could not become saints.

But they never gave up. The Three Pure Ones had Hongjun to lead the way, and they could only explore on their own.

According to normal development, they might not find the way to become saints after experiencing countless disasters.

But after merging with Pangu with Zhou Chao, they found a shortcut to enlightenment.

The ancient witches consumed After their powers were mostly restored, they once again began to sort out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to re-establish the earth, wind, water and fire.

The entire prehistoric world was so concerned about Zhunti's fall from the saintly position, not to mention Di Jun who faced Zhunti directly.

Di Jun just wanted an explanation from the Western religion. If he really wanted to exterminate the Western religion, Di Jun could not afford the consequences.

Nuwa had no intention of fighting at this time. She just wanted to avenge the loss of luck caused by Zhunti's conspiracy. Now that Zhunti had fallen from the saintly position, Jie Yin and Zhunti must have hated Nuwa and the demon clan.

"Zhunti, since you have come down from the saintly position, the Hongmeng Purple Qi is useless. Give it to me!"

After a brief moment of unconsciousness, Donghuang Taiyi stretched out his hand to Zhunti.

Hongyun's Hongmeng Purple Qi disappeared that year. Perhaps Zhunti's Hongmeng Purple Qi was the last Hongmeng Purple Qi that had not been used in the prehistoric world.

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking. The Hongmeng Purple Qi is the foundation of my becoming a saint. How can I give it to you?���

Zhunti's tone was very calm. He was not angry at all because of Donghuang Taiyi's words.

"You won't give it up? Then I'll take it myself!"

Donghuang Taiyi threw the Donghuang Bell in his hand, and the Donghuang Bell glowed brightly, and even the patterns on the Donghuang Bell seemed to come alive.

Zhunti was once a saint, and even though he has fallen from the sainthood, Donghuang Taiyi did not dare to look down on him.

Zhunti raised the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, and a red light emanated from the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and the Donghuang Bell was actually fixed and could not move.

Donghuang Taiyi's face flushed, and his Donghuang Bell was motionless.

"How is it possible that my Donghuang Bell can be frozen?"

Donghuang Taiyi showed an incredible look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Donghuang, I just fell from the status of a saint, but that doesn't mean my magic power has decreased."

Zhunti swung the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand again, and the Donghuang Bell disappeared from everyone's sight.

"How is this possible?"

The demons were all stunned by this scene. The Donghuang Bell was Donghuang Taiyi's companion treasure, a top-level innate treasure, and Donghuang Taiyi's strength was also top-notch among the quasi-saints.

In front of Zhunti's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, he seemed to have no power to resist at all.

""Dong!"

A dull bell sounded, and the Donghuang Bell flew out from in front of Zhunti.

Just now, the Donghuang Bell entered an unknown space. Fortunately, the Donghuang Bell has the ability to suppress space. If it were any other innate spiritual treasure, it might have been taken away by Zhunti now.

The Donghuang Bell was hanging above Donghuang's head, and the protective aura of the Donghuang Bell protected Donghuang Taiyi.

Facing Zhunti, Donghuang Taiyi did not dare to release the Donghuang Bell again.

"Obviously he is not a saint, why is the quasi-saint so powerless in front of him?"

Di Jun frowned, he found that Zhunti's current state was very strange.

Obviously he was no longer a saint, but he could actually use some of the power of a saint.

This is why Donghuang Taiyi's Donghuang Bell was swept away by the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

However, the power of the saint that Zhunti borrowed was extremely limited.

Otherwise, even if the Donghuang Bell had the ability to suppress space, he would never be able to forcibly summon the Donghuang Bell back from Zhunti's hand.

Zhunti did not care about Donghuang Taiyi.

His Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree became as big as Mount Xumi.

As the light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree shone, Zhunti was very weak.

Zhunti was very weak, and he was very weak.

Zhunti was very weak, and he was very weak.

Zhunti was very strong, and he was very weak.

Zhunti was very strong, and he was very strong...

In a flash, the demon army that rushed into Mount Xumi appeared in front of Di Jun.

The situation of these troops is not good now. All their innate spiritual treasures have disappeared. If it were not for the magic power to protect them, they might have been running naked now.

His move attracted Nuwa's attention, and Nuwa and Jie Yin temporarily stopped fighting.

If Zhunti can stop Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi from joining forces, as well as the demon army behind them, then Nuwa can only retreat.

Now the key to victory is not Nuwa and Jie Yin, but Zhunti.

"Zhunti, what realm are you in now?"

Di Jun shouted at Zhunti.

"Realm? I don’t know what realm I am in now." (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network)

Zhunti said lightly

"Above the quasi-saint, but not yet the saint, Zhunti's realm is indeed unique in the prehistoric world."

"If I have to give this realm a name, I feel that the Supreme Saint might be more appropriate."

Nuwa sensed Zhunti's powerful aura and said to Zhunti:

"The most powerful among the quasi-saints?"[]

Di Jun was muttering the word"Sage" with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Thank you, Nuwa, for naming this realm. Perhaps in the future, quasi-saints will have to cultivate to the level of the supreme saint before they can cultivate to the level of the saint. There is a new realm of cultivation in the prehistoric world.

Zhunti felt that Nuwa's summary was very appropriate, and he said to Nuwa:

"Senior brother, you are too polite. As a disciple of the teacher, you can call me junior sister."

Nu Wa heard Zhunti's address and said to him.

Even though Zhunti has fallen from the holy position, Nu Wa did not despise him at all.

Now Zhunti is just temporarily behind, who knows if he will catch up in the end.

Zhunti did not say anything, he just smiled and bowed to Nu Wa.

"Supreme Saint? Let me see how big the difference is between the Supreme Saint and the Quasi Saint!"

The Great Sun Golden Flame burst out from Di Jun's body, and a large amount of the Great Sun Golden Flame burned directly towards Zhunti. Zhunti directly sacrificed the Thunder of Annihilation, and the area of one million miles instantly became a pool of thunder.

This was the result of Zhunti's intentional control. If he was allowed to release it with all his strength, perhaps the entire West would be covered by the Thunder of Annihilation.

The Great Sun Golden Flame that could burn everything was actually suppressed by the Thunder of Annihilation, which made Di Jun feel very embarrassed.

"I'll help you!"

Donghuang Taiyi roared, and he also released the golden flame of the sun to welcome Jieyin.

With the combined power of the two quasi-saints, they barely tied with Zhunti in the magic power competition.

"Is this the power of the Supreme Saint? Even if he falls from the position of a Saint, he is not comparable to other Quasi-Saints!"

In the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, Bai Ze looked at the difficult appearance of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and his heart was greatly shocked.

Originally, Bai Ze thought that after Zhunti fell from the position of a Saint of Heaven, his strength would be on par with Di Jun.

After all, Di Jun is known as the strongest Quasi-Saint under the Saint. Although this statement is very exaggerated, it is enough to illustrate Di Jun's strength.

Needless to say, Donghuang Taiyi's strength is not inferior to Di Jun.

The two strongest people in the Heavenly Court could not defeat Zhunti, which made Bai Ze deeply aware of the gap.

Zhunti was not lucky, because he was destined to become a Saint by Heaven, so he changed from a Quasi-Saint to a Saint.

He first changed himself to a Saint. One must cultivate his own magic power and Taoism to the extreme, and then have the opportunity to become a saint before he can become a saint.

For some reason, looking at the Zhunti in front of him, Bai Ze remembered the phantom of Pangu summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches who set up the Twelve Dutian Shensha Formation.

That Pangu only had the power of a saint, but not the Taoism of a saint, so he could kill indiscriminately when facing a quasi-saint, but he was no match for a true saint.

The Zhunti in front of him was the opposite of the Pangu summoned by the ancestral witches.

Zhunti only had the perception of a saint, but he did not have the magic power of a saint.

That's why he can suppress the quasi-saint in terms of realm, but he cannot kill the quasi-saint in seconds.

This is also the reason why Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi felt difficult.

"How can he be so strong? Is there still such a big gap between me and a saint?"

Di Jun's eyes were full of disbelief.

Compared with the suppression in front of him, what Di Jun could not accept the most was the impact on his belief in becoming a saint.

Di Jun always thought that he already had the Taoism and magic power to become a saint, and that he could not become a saint only because he was not a saint destined by the Heavenly Dao.

After today's battle, Di Jun knew the gap between himself and the Sage.

Whether it was Taoism or magic power, he was still far behind.

Even if he was given the Hongmeng Purple Qi now, Di Jun's magic power and Taoism were not enough to imprint the Heavenly Dao.

Donghuang Taiyi 420's face was distorted at this time, and his expression was full of madness.

He also realized the same problem as Di Jun, but he was not as rational as Di Jun.

"Calm down, don't let the demons invade you!"

Nuwa waved her sleeves, and the golden flames of the sun and the thunder of annihilation dissipated at the same time. Nuwa offset all their attacks.

A hazy spiritual light entered Donghuang Taiyi's body, and Donghuang Taiyi's somewhat crazy look suddenly calmed down.

"Thank you for helping me, my cultivation is not enough and I was almost taken advantage of by the inner demon."

Donghuang Taiyi thanked Nuwa.

Below the saint, no matter what realm the cultivators are in, they are most afraid of the inner demon.

If Nuwa was not here, once Donghuang Taiyi's mind was occupied by the inner demon, his cultivation plus the innate treasure Donghuang Bell, I am afraid that not only the Western Church will be severely damaged, but also the demons here will not be spared.

At that time, even Di Jun could not stop Donghuang Taiyi.

Di Jun also thanked Nuwa solemnly. Nuwa saved Donghuang Taiyi, and Di Jun had to accept Nuwa's kindness.

"Brother Jie Yin, I think the battle between the Western Religion and the demon race has ceased to exist. What do you think?"

Nuwa turned around and looked at Jie Yin and said to him.

Nuwa and Di Jun brought the demon army here to avenge the conspiracy against Zhunti.

Now Zhunti has fallen from the holy realm, which is much more serious than what Nuwa and Di Jun expected.

They have already got the result they wanted, and it is no good for them to continue fighting.

Jie Yin, however, did not think that his junior brother had fallen from the holy position, which would have a much greater consequence than the cause of his plotting against Xiao Jinwu.

If the demon race had not attacked the Western Religion, Zhunti would not have forcibly lowered his holy position and come out of retreat.

Although Zhunti was entangled with karma before, he could still purify his karma by retreating for a few Yuanhui.

But now, he is no longer a saint. Can he still become a saint?

Even if Jie Yin is an omniscient saint, he does not know the answer to this question.

"Brother Jieyin, this is my destiny."

"If you continue, it will only cause great suffering to the people of the West. Stop now!"

Zhunti advised Jieyin.

It's not that Zhunti is magnanimous, but the demon clan is stronger than the Western religion. They have no way to stop it.

��Brother Zhunti is merciful!"

Nuwa praised Zhunti.

"Taoist Zhunti, please be merciful!"

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi also echoed.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, I will remember this grudge!"

"When the Western religion flourishes in the future, I will repay the karma this time."

Jie Yin waved his sleeves and disappeared here.

Now that the Western religion is not as strong as others, Jie Yin can only speak harshly.

""Return to Heaven!"

Emperor Jun gave an order, and hundreds of millions of demons returned to Heaven.

Although a large number of innate spiritual treasures were lost in this expedition, it was nothing compared to the foundation of Heaven.

If a saint could lose his sainthood, the reputation of Heaven, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would be greatly known.