The fairy father

The second appearance of the Lingxiao Palace was very smooth. Almost in the blink of an eye, it was already lying on top of Hou Tuzhen's body. The boundless fairy light was scattered in it, directly piercing through and evaporating all the demonic energy.

The demonic energy, which was almost uncontrollable, actually became very 'docile' under this palace;

The six masters who presided over the exorcism formation took a deep breath.

The real person Jade Cauldron raised his left hand high, and a smaller green cauldron quickly condensed, and the exorcism array resumed operation. However, this real person resisted the damage to his soul, forced to use the secret method, and once again received boundless pure energy, pressed into the large array within!

Taoist Jiafeng, who was hiding in the dark and commanding the demons, almost wanted to vomit blood when he saw this.

It’s the Great Vision Method again!

Another great wish to borrow the power of heaven!

Li Ping'an is addicted to borrowing money from heaven, isn't he?

How can Taoist Jiafeng be so willing!

Obviously, the Second Master put aside his pride and the dignity of the leader and took action to break the exorcism formation himself, giving his side an advantage!

Their target is the ancestral witch essence and blood in Houtu's ancestral witch's body;

But now, that Li Ping'an once again used the law of heaven to make their Western religion's 70,000 to 80,000 years of hard work go to waste...

‘Why can’t the poor man get what he wants? ’

‘Why can’t I let the poor man get what he wants! ’

Taoist Jiafeng's nose was constantly trembling, and he was about to appear and hit the Lingxiao Palace. But just as he was about to make a move, a ray of golden light penetrated his forehead.

Taoist Jiafeng shivered several times.

A voice sounded from his heart: "Obsession, the evil barrier, must not overwhelm me, and I can only plan everything for the sake of authenticity."

Taoist Jiafeng's eyes quickly returned to clarity.

Master!

Master is already here!

Taoist Jiafeng was greatly invigorated, and then he held his breath and concentrated, and began to mobilize evil spirits everywhere to try to attack the palace.

suddenly!

Taoist Jiafeng's eyes were illuminated by thunder!

In this poisonous place in Beizhou, countless dazzling blue and white thunders enveloped the entire battle, accurately striking each evil demon's head.

There were bursts of howling sounds from everywhere in the forest.

After the blue and white thunder struck, a series of dark thunders as thick as a thumb fell from the sky. Dozens of vicious demons were beaten in an instant, making their whole bodies tremble and their spirits blurred.

This is the divine thunder of divine punishment triggered by the power of divine punishment!

How could a war witch fighting a vicious demon miss such an opportunity?

Bloody scenes of war witches tearing apart ferocious beasts began to be staged everywhere.

Taoist Jiafeng suddenly seemed to see the group of apex predators running and galloping on the ancient land again!

At the top of the treasure hall, Li Ping'an sat cross-legged and hanging, and Immortal Qingsu stood beside him. He held the Yuan in his hands and united. There seemed to be a thunder ball spinning inside, as if he was brewing the next wave of offensive.

Taoist Jiafeng looked to the left.

The battle situation there is actually one in which our side has the upper hand.

Guangchengzi's Fan Tianyin cannot fall for the time being, and Cangjie can only remain on the defensive at this moment when he is besieged by ferocious beasts;

Xuanming Ancestral Witch was covered in blood, and there were long and thin scars on her body. She was already crumbling under the siege of the evil demons;

The Six-Winged Cicada has shown today that it is several times more powerful than it was in ancient times. This has become a trump card in the hands of the Western Sect.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Taoist Jiafeng's eyes flashed with light, and he shouted angrily: "Retreat!"

The evil demons were relieved and shot towards the path they came from like flowing water.

Seven to eight hundred war witches rushed forward without any hesitation.

The Xuanming Ancestral Witch hissed and rushed towards the place where the evil demons had the most figures. The drizzle fell from the sky like a rain of arrows, and more than ten evil demons that had transformed into their own bodies were beaten into sieves.

Is this a win?

At the top of the palace, Li Pingan frowned tightly.

He smelled something unusual.

With the blessing of the power of heaven, Li Pingan's immortal consciousness swept across the entire battlefield in an instant.

The two Western sect masters who were fighting Guangchengzi were also retreating quickly. The Xuanming Ancestral Witch and the Wu clan war witches who were fighting with the ferocious beasts were already furious. Taiyi Zhenren still started to fight to protect the formation. Lord;

And as the Lingxiao Palace suppressed the remaining demonic energy, the exorcism array resumed operation under the mobilization of the real person Yuding. The power of heaven and the pure energy of heaven and earth worked together. The demonic energy of Houtu's real body has almost completely subsided, leaving only Finally exorcise the devil.

Under such circumstances, it seems reasonable for Western religions to retreat.

But... this is not the first time Li Ping'an has fought against the Western Cult.

In the eyes of Westerners, as long as they can achieve their goals, they can do whatever it takes and bear all kinds of costs.

And their purpose is...

"Don't chase the poor bandits!"

Li Pingan opened his eyes and shouted.

But it's too late!

Countless golden lights suddenly appeared in the forest ahead. The golden lights smashed into the forest like long whips. In an instant, they wrapped up all the war witches who were chasing them and dragged them into the air.

Dozens of golden lights hit Xuan Ming's body, turning into dozens of golden chains, wrapping around Xuan Ming's ancestral witch body.

Xuan Ming, who was already injured and at the end of his strength, could only struggle for a moment before he was directly pulled up by the chains. His figure continued to shrink, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a point of light and fell into a golden divine pillar.

Receive the divine banner!

Li Ping'an was so stunned that he almost couldn't help but swear.

The great leader of the Western religion directly robs people!

"Uncle Guangchengzi!"

Li Ping'an shouted anxiously, but Guang Chengzi frowned slightly and did not respond.

He had crushed the jade talisman before and asked the teacher to pay attention to this place. It was up to the teacher to decide when to take action next.

The Divine Reception Building was trembling continuously, and the Xuanming Ancestral Witch inside was struggling violently. Dozens of streams of light flew from the side and launched an offensive towards the Divine Reception Building.

But it was Yun Zhongzi who saw that the Yin Shen Zhuang had taken away the main combat power of the Wu clan. Li Ping'an's plan seemed to be in vain, so he didn't care too much, so he directly connected with the Yin Shen Zhuang and smashed out a lot of spiritual treasures.

What everyone here doesn’t know is;

Just above the nine heavens, in the corner where Zhunti's Dharmakaya and Nuwa's Dharmakaya collided, two figures were hidden in the void, facing each other in the distance.

The figure on the left is sitting on the cloud platform. He has black hair and a black beard and a majestic face. He must be the Yuanshi Tianzun.

The figure on the right is wearing a tattered robe, has long gray hair, is kind and easy-going, and is the great leader of the Western Sect.

The two have been confronting each other for a while, but neither of them has the intention to take action directly.

Yuanshi Tianzun said slowly: "My fellow Taoist is so scheming that he is too scheming."

"My Taoist friends, please take pity on my poverty in the West," the Taoist who led the way said with a smile, "The Wu clan is of great use to poor Taoists."

"The Wu clan is also of great use to poor people."

Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly:

"Since the Emperor of Heaven is my disciple, I cannot ignore him. I also ask fellow Taoists to refrain from killing."

"Fellow Taoist, please don't forget, we made an appointment in ancient times," he said.

"The Dao Immortal Tribulation returns to the Dao Immortal Tribulation, and the Heavenly Court is established to the Heavenly Court," Yuanshi Tianzun said slowly, "What's more, my Taoist friend wants to lure away the ancestral witch with only the sacred pillar. I'm afraid he underestimates the power of the ancestral witch."

"oh?"

The Taoist leader smiled and said, "In that case, why do fellow Taoists care about this matter? I, the Western Sect, will never hurt any disciples of the Chan Sect."

"Pindao just feels that it is not appropriate for the leader to act randomly, otherwise the order in the world will not exist, and Heaven's rejection of you and me will become stronger and stronger." Yuanshi Tianzun showed a slight smile, "Fellow Taoist should understand this truth."

"If I hadn't been forced to do anything today, Pindao wouldn't have taken action."

The Taoist leader nodded with a smile, sat on the twelve-grade golden lotus, and asked warmly:

"So what if my fellow Taoist doesn't let Pindao take back the sacred banner? The Emperor of Heaven is still young. If he can destroy Pindao's sacred banner now, this poor Taoist of the Wu clan will give it to him."

"Even if the Emperor of Heaven doesn't take action, your divine tower won't be able to cross a single witch clan today."

Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head with a smile and slowly closed his eyes.

"The witch is the blood of Pangu, the one who opens the sky, and his body and soul are unyielding."

An extremely thick Taoist rhyme suddenly appeared in the world below.

The Taoist's smile gradually faded. He picked up the orchid finger in his left hand and immediately started to flick it. Yuanshi Tianzun had a jade Ruyi in his palm, and the Taoist's movement could only be paused.

Under the miasma cloud.

A white shadow streaked across the treetops very quickly, and instantly appeared on the north side of the sacred building, striking the sacred building with a slap.

This white shadow is a bit ethereal and seems to have no entity;

Her long hair shawls her shoulders, her long skirt touches the floor, her gentle face is full of seriousness, and her cleft palms carry the power of thousands of earth elements.

The soul of Houtu!

The sacred pillar of the guide was turning slowly, and the shadow of the palm only made the divine pillar tremble, and the divine pillar shot out a beam of golden light, which almost made Houtu's spirit disappear.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu!"

Li Ping'an shouted loudly, and the soul of Houtu returned to the exorcism array in an instant, and escaped into the true form of the ancestral witch who was extremely weak after the demonic energy was drained away.

Houtu opened her eyes, her eyes full of prayer, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Li Ping'an turned around and shouted: "Please stop the sacred banner!"

Six figures left the exorcism formation and flew towards the sacred banner.

The God of Reception is still trembling, and the creatures that have been transferred into it are still not tamed.

The immortals did not know why the Taoist guide did not take back the sacred banner immediately;

But now, they have had this opportunity to try to open the divine pillar and bring back most of the main force of the Wu clan!

…

Within the sacred building, there is an illusion surrounded by golden light.

When they were first sucked into this divine building, seven to eight hundred war witches were standing or lying down, drowsy, and desperately fighting against this sleepiness.

A voice kept shouting in their ears.

If you sleep, you will lose yourself; if you give up the struggle, you will be transformed into a slave by this divine banner.

"Cheer up, everyone!"

The roar of the Xuanming Ancestral Witch sounded again, and the witches looked forward in confusion. Suddenly, blood-red raindrops fell, making the witches howl and scream. They who were about to fall asleep suddenly became energetic.

The witches looked up and saw that Xuanming Ancestral Witch was bound by golden chains, but now half of the chains had been broken free.

Xuan Ming scratched her own arm with her sharp claws, and used her own witch blood to use the magical power of the Avenue of Rain to wake up the witches.

Suddenly there was a blur of light flashing outside, but it was a piece of spiritual treasure and supernatural power beam that blasted away, causing the golden light in the divine building to flash randomly, and also clearly revealing the boundary of the golden illusion.

The slightly stronger wizard shouted:

"Hurry up and cut yourself with something!"

"No one should get sleepy!"

"Bump this sacred flag away! We, the witch clan, would rather die standing than become his puppet of the West!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Dozens of Wu clansmen jumped up in the air and rushed towards the boundary of the divine pillar.

Just like Gonggong's anger touching Mount Buzhou;

The worst case scenario is that everyone is screwed!

Xuan Ming's struggle became more and more intense, and the huge true body of the ancestral witch disappeared and appeared.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed outside the sacred building, and the familiar rhythm of the great avenue invaded the sacred building.

Xuan Ming was stunned for a moment...

Hou Tu is the soul of Hou Tu!

Xuanming Ancestral Witch didn't know what was wrong with him. He seemed to have suddenly become extremely tired, as if he had suddenly lost the motivation to continue struggling.

But in the next moment, Xuan Ming's phoenix eyes burst into purple flames.

Because the divine banner shot out a beam of golden light, knocking the white shadow away directly!

"Get it! You dare!"

Xuan Ming screamed, two drops of blood and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Her body expanded rapidly, and her long hair continued to flutter.

The sacred building continued to tremble, and the chains shattered one after another, but more chains whipped and wrapped around Xuan Ming's body.

A flash of golden light flashed, and bursts of chanting resounded in the sacred building. The eyes of the witch clan below were once again misty.

The Wu clan does not attach much importance to the cultivation of the soul. Under the power of the divine banner, they cannot resist for too long.

Xuan Ming suddenly calmed down.

She looked at the Wu clan below, with endless reluctance and deep nostalgia in her eyes.

She is not a qualified ancestor.

He listened to the persuasion and bet the fate of the Wu clan on Chi You, which exhausted the last luck of the Wu clan.

She is also an incompetent ancestor.

He could only watch helplessly as his tribe members starved to death, but because they were unable to withstand a powerful enemy, they were trapped in the bitter cold of Beizhou.

Xuan Ming slowly closed her eyes, and ten shadows seemed to appear behind her. Each of these shadows sighed and returned to Xuan Ming's true body.

Sudden;

Xuan Ming's body was broken into two parts from the waist, and streams of blood fell downwards. The surging blood condensed and did not disperse. It actually condensed into the shape of Father God Pangu, swinging the bloody giant ax forward.

The ancestral witch Xuan Ming killed himself!

He used his last effort to gather a trace of Pangu's true body, and opened a gap in this splendid and magnificent fantasy realm!

If the power of heaven is opened;

It seems to tear the world apart.

A gap suddenly opened on the outside of the sacred building, golden light fell on it, and an obscure Taoist rhyme almost disappeared.

Those chains exploded, and the two parts of the Xuanming Ancestral Witch's body fell down, landing next to the witches who had begun to fall asleep, and pushed out a palm suddenly.

All these witches flew towards the gap and quickly moved away in Xuan Ming's eyes.

The obscure Taoist rhyme quickly condensed, and the gap leading to the divine pillar was about to close immediately. The stream of light bombarded from outside was swept away by the sudden colorful rays of light, which was the divine power of the Seven Treasures Tree.

He led the divine banner to escape high into the sky at high speed.

The Wu clan that had been ferried away before fell down in pieces from mid-air.

"Zu!"

"Save Zu quickly!"

"You guys go quickly..."

Xuan Ming's hoarse voice floated out from the gap, and the sacred banner had been closed. The few great witches who were the first to regain consciousness and chased towards the sacred banner were knocked away by the golden light.

In the place where golden light lingers, Xuan Ming's two bodies float quietly.

Many phantoms seemed to appear in front of her eyes. It was an endless wilderness, and their twelve brothers and sisters were running through the wilderness, free and unrestrained.

There were bursts of chanting sounds all around, and golden light flashed, and Xuan Ming's two bodies seemed to be stitched together again by the golden light.

This is the healing function of the divine banner.

Xuan Ming sighed softly and murmured: "Why do you always underestimate my clan?"

A pale white flame lit up her forehead.

Children's songs suddenly rang out from heaven to earth, and they seemed to be singing the hymns of the witch tribe.

Xuan Ming suddenly remembered that this was the ballad she had prepared for Hou Tu. Hou Tu should be carrying out the final step of exorcism... She should be fine.

The white flames suddenly swept across Xuan Ming's body, and streams of rich spiritual energy filled the Divine Guide Pillar.

"Ah, it hurts..."