Chapter 194 Method
chaos.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun returned to the Taoist temple with a gloomy face, which scared Haotian and Yaochi, who were chatting at the door, so much that they turned pale and quickly stood up to salute respectfully.

"Disciple pays homage to the master!"

"Disciple pays homage to the master!"

Hongjun didn't hear anything and went straight back to the back hall.

Haotian and Yaochi looked at each other, their expressions full of confusion.

Ever since I became a saint, I have never seen him so angry!
In the retreat hall.

Hongjun sat high on the cushion.
He looked at the bloodline on his right hand. The remaining Tao rhyme on it made him involuntarily think of the scene when Pangu killed him with an axe.

that time.

Pangu was so powerful that it made people despair. People originally thought that 'he' had completely fallen.

Who would have thought that the Twelve Ancestral Witches formed the 'Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation' and summoned 'His' phantom true form, which once again inflicted heavy damage on themselves.

"This change is too big. Was it caused by Huang Long telling Hou Tudi? Or was it Pangu..."

"Pangu has made too many plans in the prehistoric world. Huanglong, Zuwu..."

Hongjun's eyes are constantly bright and dim.

He was a little confused before, but now he has discovered it for sure.

Pangu's will still remains in this ancient world, and it is an extremely strong will, which was not obvious during the period of the great calamity of ferocious beasts.

But with the birth of these innate divine beings, and to the present day, as the creatures of the ancient times have become increasingly powerful, Pangu's will has also become increasingly powerful.

"It seems that we need to find a way to break Mount Buzhou. Without the pillar of heaven to carry Pangu's will, he won't be able to survive for too long.

At that time, he will only have two choices: disappear or come out from behind the scenes completely."

Hongjun thought about it and let out a sigh. Although he was now entangled by the way of heaven, it was extremely difficult for him to do anything, and he might even do something harmful to the prehistoric world.

Both the erosion of the Heavenly Dao and the difficulty of conforming to the Dao will increase greatly.

Therefore, he could hardly interfere with the development of events in the prehistoric world. According to his original plan, after he finished preaching three times, he would be able to interfere in the prehistoric world with the authority of heaven to a limited extent.

He even made Honghuang a platform for him to figure out Pangu's Dao Fruit.

Let the entire world become his nourishment.

But he didn't know when it started, and it was completely beyond his imagination.

"Huanglong..."

This name flashed through Hongjun's mind. Everything started after Huanglong appeared and began to fight for the power of heaven, earth and man by unknown means.

Now he has even broken through to the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

"Since we can't deal with Huang Long, let's start with Long Ting and Di Xian Fu."

……

In the wilderness.

The witch clan returned to Pangu Temple.

The twelve witch ancestors sat in the Pangu Temple. The leader, Di Jiang, exhaled and could not help but whispered, "Is this the power of a saint? Even if we summon the true body of the Father God,

No one can compete with it.”

"We have all reached the eighth level, and the Father God's true body we summoned has already reached the Primordial Realm, but why can't we beat that old man?"

Ju Mang frowned, and the other witch ancestors were also confused.

They are all Hunyuan, and in their opinion, saints are just Hunyuan realm with a different title. Their ancient witches prefer to call it Hunyuan, or the ninth turn.

After the last ancestor witch, Shebishi, entered the eighth level, that is, the level of Hunyuan Jinxian.

They felt that their Wu clan was already invincible in the world. After all, they had comprehended the 'Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation' from their blood.

But he can summon the true body of God the Father.

Even if it is only a part of the power of God the Father, in their opinion.

It has already been able to suppress all the forces of the ancient world.

So when Emperor Jiang ordered them to kill the people in Heaven, they had no objection.

Because even if Hongjun was there, they felt that they could deal with it with their own clan's formation.

Not to mention those two mixed-feathered birds.

But after Hongjun broke their formation just now, they realized that they had taken it for granted.

"Second brother, our practice of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art has reached a limit. We don't know how far we will have to go to reach the ninth revolution."

"Is there any other way to increase the power of our formation?"

Di Jiang knocked on the armrest, making a sound like thunder, and looked at Zhu Jiuyin, who was their think tank.

Now that he had a problem, he naturally asked Zhu Jiuyin for advice.

"Don't worry."

There were countless veins of time flowing in Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, as if he wanted to see the future of the Wu Clan, but he found that the future that originally belonged to their Wu Clan ruling the earth had already been rewritten.

Instead, there are countless underground immortals who control the earth's veins, as well as many beasts, and the traces of their witch clan have disappeared.

Zhu Jiuyin's mind instantly stepped on the long river of time, overlooking the countless future directions and finding the one that was most suitable for the witch clan.

But he had been searching for a long time, and the pressure of the long river of time on him was getting greater and greater. If he couldn't find it, even if he was the ancestor of time, he would be backfired by the long river of time.

Just when he thought he had failed this time, suddenly a figure flashed across the long river of time. It was Di Jiang.

His mind quickly chased after it. Since his elder brother's figure appeared, it meant that the future witch clan was not destroyed.

soon.

Zhu Jiuyin watched as the Witch Clan slaughtered the Demon Clan and poured the demon clan's blood onto the earth veins, polluting the earth veins with the demon clan's blood, or in other words, transforming the earth veins into earth evil veins that were more suitable for their Witch Clan.

The power of their ancestor witch's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation also greatly increased.

Just when Zhu Jiuyin wanted to continue exploring.

The future scene in front of him shattered in an instant, and the long river of time that was entangled around him also quietly disappeared, and the scene in Pangu Temple reappeared in front of him.

Many ancient witches also knew what Zhu Jiuyin looked like when he used his magical powers. Now it seems that he has used his own great way to spy on the future of the witch clan.

soon.

Di Jiang saw Zhu Jiuyin fell into deep thought. Often this was because Zhu Jiuyin had actually seen a solution, but was hesitating whether to use it.

In the past, Di Jiang would wait until the gathering was over, then he would go and ask Zhu Jiuyin about the situation in private and then discuss the matter again.

After the two of them have discussed the result, they will gather the other ancestor witches to discuss it.

But Di Jiang thought that his formation couldn't even deal with those two mixed-haired birds, and was even broken by Hongjun easily.

He was angry and couldn't wait until then, so he said, "If my second brother can come up with a solution, please tell us so that we can discuss it."

Zhu Jiuyin's thoughts were interrupted by Di Jiang. He looked at Di Jiang in surprise, but the other ancestor witches had already turned their eyes to Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin could only say: "You can use the blood evil of the demon race to pollute the ground veins and transform them into ground evil veins.

Although blood evil is an extremely low-end evil spirit, as long as there are enough of them, it will help us increase our power, and its turbid air and evil spirit are also the source of power for our formation. "

(End of this chapter)