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

"We can stop the witch clan from defeating the demon clan, but we cannot stop the quasi-saints from pursuing the ultimate sainthood and their greed for enlightenment."

In the Wahuang Heaven, the saints of the Heavenly Dao gathered together, and the Great Purity Saint Laozi spoke first.

Laozi adheres to the way of"non-action". He believes that the quasi-saints' chaos in the prehistoric world is also a part of the catastrophe.

The Heavenly Dao will respond according to the behavior of the quasi-saints, and as saints, they should not interfere excessively.

"Brother Laozi, we are saints of the Heavenly Dao. The actions of those quasi-saints will bring disaster to the prehistoric world. Once all living things wither, the Heavenly Dao will also be affected, right?"

"We are not interfering with the way of heaven, but protecting this world and the way of heaven."

Nuwa said to Laozi.

Ever since Zhou Chao spread the method of becoming a saint, those quasi-saints have gone crazy. The ancient witches had already plundered a batch of natural treasures in the prehistoric world, and there were not many resources left for them to exploit. The monsters in the prehistoric world were in trouble.

Every day, several monsters were exterminated. Not only were their treasure houses plundered, but even they themselves were refined into life essence.

In order to achieve the great way, many quasi-saints have begun to practice magic methods.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, you are too serious. The actions of these quasi-saints are far worse than the methods used by the demon clan to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword back then!"

"Senior Brother Sanqing and Junior Sister Nuwa didn't say anything back then. How come the witches slaughtering humans to refine the witch-killing sword is part of the Heavenly Dao, but the quasi-saints killing the demons is not part of the Heavenly Dao?" Jie

Yin said to Nuwa with a fake smile.

Anyway, this catastrophe will not mess up the West, so Jie Yin naturally doesn't care.

The more chaotic the prehistoric world is, the more benefits it will bring to the Western religion.

Jie Yin does not agree with the saints of the Heavenly Dao taking action against those quasi-saints.

In order to prevent those quasi-saints from taking action against the Western religion, his junior brother Zhunti did not leave Mount Xumi.

As long as the West is not chaotic, a large number of creatures will come to the West every day to avoid the turmoil. This is the opportunity for the West.

Obviously, the Western religion has such a great benefit without doing anything, so how could Jie Yin stop it?

So after Lao Tzu proposed the proposal of inaction, Jie Yin was the first to agree.

"Brother Jieyin, I hope you can maintain this attitude when those quasi-saints plunder the West."

After being scolded by Jieyin, Nuwa was angry.

"It doesn't matter, Junior Brother Zhunti will help."

Jie Yin's words blocked all the remaining words of Nuwa.

Zhunti has fallen from the Heavenly Dao Saint, so he naturally does not need to abide by the rules and regulations between Heavenly Dao Saints.

Those quasi-saints who slaughtered the creatures of the West were killed by Zhunti. Zhunti would not be contaminated by karma, but he would gain a lot of merits for protecting the West.

"Why is there only one saint in my demon clan?"

Nuwa suddenly felt lonely.

Xuanmen has three saints of heaven: Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian. Shamen also has two saints, although one of them has fallen from the saint realm.

But there has always been only one of them in the demon clan. If she wants to promote a suggestion among the saints of heaven, she must convince both factions, but they don't need to do so.

The reason is very simple, that is, Nuwa's camp is the only one.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, Senior Brother Laozi is right. We only need to separate those ancient witches from Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to end the war between witches and liches."

"But how can we stop those quasi-saints? Kill them all or seal them all?"

Yuanshi Tianzun asked Nuwa.

The battle between the two tribes of witches and liches is a battle of destiny. As long as they are separated, the two tribes can be stable for a long time.

But what about those quasi-saints?

After they have obtained the method of cultivating to become a saint, if they are asked to forget this method and continue to be an ordinary quasi-saint, will they be willing?

Cultivation is to cultivate the mind. If the mind is not smooth, how can cultivation be smooth?

Those quasi-saints will not and cannot stop.

"If you want to avoid this chaos, the best way is to kill them all."

"There are so many quasi-saints, who is willing to bear such a terrible cause and effect? "

Tongtian flicked the Qingping Sword and asked the other Heavenly Dao Saints

"Apart from these, is there no other way?"

Nuwa's tone was full of reluctance.

""I wonder what Junior Sister Nuwa thinks?"

Laozi asked politely.

Nuwa was speechless for a moment, and she didn't know what to say.

She had no other choice but to ask Laozi and other saints to discuss countermeasures. If she had a way to break the deadlock, she would not let these saints come.

Zhou Chao's method was an open conspiracy, an unsolvable open conspiracy.

On the prehistoric land, because of the birth of this method of the witch clan, those quasi-saints went crazy.

There is no fool who can cultivate to the level of a quasi-saint, and they can naturally tell that this method is true.

In order to become the supreme saint before other quasi-saints, those quasi-saints became extremely rampant.

"Heaven, Goddess Nuwa, please save the demon race."

On the broken earth, a demon with horns and a half-broken head was crawling hard on the wild land.

Behind him, his parents, brothers, and even his childhood sweetheart who grew up with him had all died in the attack just now.

"There are still ants that have escaped the net. Their vitality is really tenacious."

The shadow of a huge monster was projected onto the ground. As the giant shadow flew past, the bodies of the young demon and the demons who were lucky enough to survive exploded. His blood and everything else turned into life essence and were sucked away.

This scene was not an isolated case. Such scenes were everywhere in the prehistoric land.

The trees were withered and yellow, and the earth was tortoise-bearing. Those quasi-saints had sucked away all the vitality between heaven and earth and the spiritual veins of the earth.

The demons realized that compared to the witch clan, the great enemy of their race, these quasi-saints in front of them were their real enemies.

The method created by the witch clan to become the supreme did not plunder the vitality of the earth, nor did it refine ordinary creatures into life essence.

Those quasi-saints committed monstrous killings. The karma lingering on them looked extremely shocking, like a thick black fog.

"This damned group of quasi-saints!"

Seeing the change of those creatures, the six-eared macaque transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long giant ape and fought with a quasi-saint shrouded in black mist.

Five-colored light crossed the sky, and the innate spiritual treasure in the hand of the quasi-saint shrouded in black mist was swept away by Kong Xuan. The iron rod of the six-eared macaque hit the quasi-saint's body, causing him to groan. The next moment, the quasi-saint turned into a light and disappeared beyond the 80,000-li Dongting Lake.

"The quasi-saints who attacked the Huai River have also left. Only one in ten of the water creatures in the Huai River survived."

Wuzhiqi and Jiuling Yuansheng returned with blood all over their bodies. Judging from their injuries, they were not lightly injured.

""Cry!"

The golden-winged roc cried loudly, and the next moment his huge body smashed straight into the sleeping body of Dongting Lake. The golden feathers that used to be like gold were dim, and golden blood flowed from his mouth.

There were many creatures on his back, and those creatures also turned into colorful lights and appeared around Dongting Lake.

"Fellow Daoist, Golden Winged Dapeng, I will never forget your kindness in rescuing my Tushan clan today!"

Tushan Qingqing lifted up the Golden Winged Dapeng, who had transformed into a Taoist body, and she solemnly assured the Golden Winged Dapeng.

Before the turmoil began, Tushan Qingqing was afraid that the Tushan clan would be purged by those quasi-saints, so she asked the fastest Golden Winged Dapeng to help her rescue the Tushan clan.

When they arrived at Tushan, they saw the quasi-saints attacking the Tushan clan, and the Golden Winged Dapeng immediately killed them.

But the quasi-saint was too strong, and the Golden Winged Dapeng had just become a quasi-saint by relying on the luck obtained from the Demon Alliance. He was no match for the quasi-saint at all. The Golden Winged Dapeng was bleeding in the sky. If he had not used his extreme speed to carry Tushan and escape in the end, he might have died in Tushan.

"These quasi-saints have gone crazy. This is the greatest catastrophe in the prehistoric world."

Kong Xuan sighed as he looked at the distant sky where even the stars had dimmed.

With the help of the luck of the demon race, they became quasi-saints. If they were still Daluo Jinxian, I'm afraid this Dongting Lake would be the same as the prehistoric land.

""Ah!"

A Daluo Jinxian screamed in the vast world. He wanted to escape from that world.

But a giant hand grabbed him. All his magic power and Taoism began to burn, and finally all were refined by this quasi-saint.

Daluo Jinxian was already a strong man in the prehistoric world, but now he is just a stronger ant.

"Ding!"

The heavy sound of the Donghuang Bell resounded throughout the ancient world, and a golden bell emitting a magnificent light enveloped the quasi-sage.

The next moment, a golden light fell from the Sun Star to here, and his hand pressed on the Donghuang Bell to transmit the magic.���The quasi-saint who was so arrogant just now was actually refined by him.

"It's Donghuang Taiyi, Donghuang Taiyi has come out of retreat!"

Liuer Mihou looked at Donghuang Taiyi's domineering posture, his face full of solemnity.

This is the tyranny of the strongest person in the heaven. The quasi-sage was refined by him without any resistance.

All the life essence that the quasi-sage had just refined became Donghuang Taiyi's trophies, and even he himself was refined by Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi also discovered Liuer Mihou and Kong Xuan and other monsters. He just glanced at them and turned into a long rainbow and disappeared.

In the west, the loud Zen chanting made the entire west shrouded in the golden light of telekinesis. The quasi-sage who came to the west had not yet made a move, and a red light enveloped him.

"Zhunti, is this the power of the Supreme Saint?"

After an unknown amount of time, the quasi-saint only had time to say this before his entire body exploded in the void.

"Did Zhunti also take action?"

In the Heavenly Palace, Di Jun used the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Array to trap two quasi-saints, while he was distracted to check the situation in the prehistoric world.

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The whole prehistoric world fell into chaos.

In the past, there were many creatures and countless races in the Heavenly Palace, which was the advantage of the demon race. Now it has become the biggest disadvantage of the demon race.

Kunpeng, Fuxi and other quasi-saints have been rescued from all sides of the prehistoric world. Compared with the number of creatures they rescued, it is obvious that there are more creatures who died.

There are too many quasi-saints who took action this time, and the quasi-saints in the Heavenly Palace can't run away at all.

""Kunpeng, don't you want the method to become a saint? I'll give it to you!"

A quasi-saint covered with scales coughed up blood and laughed. With his great magic power, he projected the method that the ancient witches used to become saints directly into the prehistoric sky.

Instantly, the sky was filled with calamity clouds, and endless nine-sky divine thunders struck his body.

The Heavenly Dao also sensed his behavior, which was a divine punishment from the Heavenly Dao.

But long before the calamity thunder struck, the quasi-saint had already turned into ashes.

He violated the Dao oath he made with Zhou Chao. His magic power, his soul, everything about him turned into chaotic energy.

"Is this the way to become a saint?"

Liu Er Mihou looked at the technique in the sky and felt as if he had seen the great Dao.

"No wonder these quasi-saints have to obtain the essence of living beings in the wilderness. It turns out that a huge amount of life essence is needed to open up the inner world!"

Kong Xuan was also shocked by this technique.

This technique was created by the ancient witches to imitate Pangu's creation of the world. Through the perception of the creation of the world, their Taoism and magic power have a qualitative improvement.

"Don't even look at it. We have just become quasi-saints. Our cultivation, magic power, and physical strength do not meet the requirements for practicing this method."

The six-eared macaque woke up with great willpower, and his voice, which contained magic power, awakened the rest of his companions.

"What a close call! I almost started the creation of the world!"

The golden-winged Peng's eyes flashed with fear. He was the most seriously injured and his Dao heart was also���The most unstable.

If the six-eared macaque hadn't reminded him earlier, he would have already started preparing to open up the inner world.[]

Kong Xuan flicked his sleeves, and a colorful magic shield covered the sky outside.

No matter they or the nine-tailed foxes of the Tushan clan, they could not see the magic formula.

The best among the quasi-saints such as the six-eared macaque were like this, not to mention those secluded quasi-saints who had not yet made a move.

It was because of their weak strength that they did not go to the witch clan to ask for this method.

Now that they saw this method, they seemed to see their own path.

Most of the quasi-saints began to sit on the ground uncontrollably and began to open up their inner space.

As the inner world opened up, their bodies began to shrivel, and finally all turned into nutrients for the inner world.

Their cultivation was different, and the world they opened up was also different.

Some were only small worlds, some were middle worlds, and some were large worlds.

These worlds were not fully opened up, and their internal laws were incomplete. In the future, they could only be the caves of those great masters or the secret realms for honing their descendants. During this period, there were constant deaths of quasi-saints, and the blood rain in the sky never stopped.

The blood rain in the sky mixed with the blood water underground, and no one could tell whether it was blood water or blood rain.

"The prehistoric world is more chaotic than I imagined!"

"This is simply the end of the quasi-saints!"

Zhou Chao looked at the blood that almost submerged the earth, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He underestimated the quasi-saints' greed for enlightenment, and he also overestimated the integrity of those quasi-saints.

There were wailing and crying everywhere in the prehistoric world, and the calamity between heaven and earth had never been as strong as it is now.

Even if those creatures prayed again and again, none of those saints made a move to save these creatures.

Zhou Chao was not surprised by this, he had long seen through the ruthlessness of those saints. (Li Qian's)

Suddenly, Zhou Chao's expression turned cold. He saw that the net of heaven and earth on the coast of the East China Sea had revived. There was actually a quasi-saint who dared to take his territory.

""Looking for death!"

Zhou Chao took a step forward, and the next moment he appeared in the sky above the East China Sea.

When the figure surrounded by black mist noticed Zhou Chao's arrival, he decisively fled.

The next moment, five of them launched their strongest attacks towards Pangu Palace.

"Are they trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain? They are actually cooperating with each other?"

Zhou Chao saw this scene, but he didn't feel panicked. Instead, he showed a hint of sarcasm.

These quasi-saints are smarter than other quasi-saints. They know that the Pangu Palace of the Wu Clan is now full of natural treasures that can strengthen and restore the body.

It is no secret that the ancient witches collected these natural treasures everywhere.

But they miscalculated the time. If they had come earlier, Zhou Chao might have felt a headache.

But now, it can only be said that they came at a coincidence.

""Boom!"

An extremely terrifying aura emanated from the Pangu Palace, and all the attacks of the quasi-saints came to a standstill.

"This, this is the breath of holiness!"

"Zhu Jiuyin has become a supreme saint!"

The quasi-saints looked at each other, and they all felt a sense of life and death crisis.

""Escape!"

Someone shouted, and the Quasi Saints fled to the outside of the Wu Clan at the fastest speed.

Two of them even burned their own blood to speed up.

But the next moment, they returned to the starting point again.

"Is this an illusion?"

The quasi-saints looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't know what was going on.

"It's not an illusion, we really escaped just now!"

Another quasi-saint denied it.

"That's right, you have already escaped, but your past self is still here. I directly exchanged your past self for your escaped self."

Zhu Jiuyin said in a gloomy voice.

"You, you actually woke up a long time ago?"