Chapter 219

There are twelve more saints who become saints with their strength. At that time, we don't say what they will develop into. The aura in the famine alone is not enough to support the more than a dozen saints.

Where will other saints exist then?

Houtu looked at Hongjun with bright eyes, looked firm and said to Hongjun, "why, can't you?"

Hong Jun pondered and said:

"Also, if you want to force the right way, that is to directly prove the chaos saint, you can first strive for the permission of the heaven and go outside the chaos to break through."

"Daozu, why did the monkey king break through in the flood and famine before, and the lead!"

Candle nine Yin asked with some doubt.

The zuwu behind him nodded at this moment, very puzzled.

Why can the little generation of Monkey King break through in the wilderness, but they can't?

"The two of them do not belong to the living creatures in the famine. After a series of transformation and changes in the cast holy palace, they have become another kind of living creatures, congenital demons and gods."

Hong Jun paused, looked at the people who still didn't understand, and then said:

"Moreover, if you break through in the famine, you will attract the attention of Da Dao. You will break through twelve at a time. This has never happened. Moreover, if you break through in the famine, the aura in the three realms will be evacuated by you in an instant."

Houtu frowned: "that is to say, we will not be protected by heaven and earth?"

"Yes!"

"But I can show you a clear way!"

"Daozu, please say!" the sage of the later earth turned into a God. He himself is almost the same as Hongjun's identity, but he is not as powerful as Hongjun now.

Naturally speaking, he has more confidence than other saints, and he didn't pay a visit to Hongjun before he became a saint. Naturally, he doesn't need much respect.

"Well, do you remember the location of Pangu temple?"

"Of course, Daozu, you mean?"

Houtu looked sure, and seemed to think of something, and his eyelids lifted slightly.

"Well, integrating Pangu's heart can increase the probability of success."

The rest of the zuwu looked at Dijiang excitedly. In the war with the demon family, Dijiang sank the Pangu temple under before the decisive battle. Although they all knew the approximate location, only Dijiang knew the exact location.

"Dijiang, do you know where the father temple is?"

Emperor Jiang pondered for a while and said, "the flood land has broken up. Now it has split into four continents and three boundaries. The landform is not what it was in those days. This is the only way to find out the location of the temple!"

He forced out a drop of red blood and said, "it's good to be guided by our blood essence!"

"OK, let's go!"

Houtu nodded to Hongjun and said, "thank you, Daozu!"

Hongjun nodded and said, "seize the opportunity!"

Twelve zuwu of quasi holy peak walked through the nether world and appeared in the human world.

Hongjun sighed: "as a descendant of Pangu, the flood still depends on you to have a glimmer of vitality."

He looked at the dark yellow sea, which was the dark sea.

Among them, countless ghosts are roaring, and it is the heroes from ancient to modern times who lead the army.

The underworld sea is divided into the forgetful River and the yellow spring, which flow to the city where the ten halls of hell are located.

At the end of the dark sea, the six reincarnations float and sink. At this moment, it has almost stopped working. No one can reincarnate or reincarnate.

The power of yin and hell should not be underestimated. Every life should start over. It's better to let them practice from the ghost directly.

After all, there is such an adverse thing as the active dust tripod. As long as you consume the mark of the three realms, you can become other races. You can have power without erasing your memory. This is something that the six reincarnations can't do.

Hongjun looked to the heaven. Ye Fan was standing thirty-three days away. His energy was as vast as an abyss. The energy of the whole flood was the largest in the heaven.

"Taoist friend, should I wait here? Why not take the lead?"

Hongjun felt a little oppressed.

Just wait for you to attack my famine, but I can't attack the famine on the contrary?

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "what you said is not no good, but all our saints don't have as many as their Legion!"

When he came back from Yangmei world just now, he glanced at it in a hurry. On that day, all the heavenly demons of the demon Legion started with saints, and none of them was inferior to saints.

Although the attack means of these demons are relatively weak with reference to the last invasion, their defense is outrageous.

The attacks of the original Heavenly Master using the law of the wilderness are all invalid. Only the immortal sword of the leader of Tongtian cult can kill him.

Hong Jun was surprised at the speech and immediately looked out of the sky.

This look immediately made his scalp numb!

"Hiss, how can there be so many? When I went to the demon world before, there were not so many legions!"

"The demons in the world of heavenly demons are carved out of the same mold. Have you forgotten?"

Ye Fan thought about the demons with the same faces he had seen before.

This speed of producing demons, let alone conquering a wasteland, is to devour all the worlds in chaos, which is no problem.

The reason why the demons swallowed up the famine that day must be that there was no living space for other demons in the world of demons.

Is that the root cause of their aggression?

"Now we have resurrected so many quasi saints, let alone Da Luo Jinxian. Those demon gods are at the level of Da Luo Jinxian. If they are more lucky, they may find an opportunity to become quasi saints in the Taixu roulette. For example, the fragments of law and Hongmeng purple Qi can make them quasi Saints!"

"After becoming a quasi saint, and then thoroughly understand the law and collect the complete Hongmeng purple gas, they can be instantly promoted to heaven saints or chaotic saints. Although we are not as many as them, the saints in the flood and famine are the strong among the strong!"

"It's not impossible for one person to sweep a hundred people!"

Hongjun looked at Ye Fan suspiciously: "Taoist friend, don't laugh!"

It is possible that a chaotic saint can fight hundreds of heavenly saints, but how can a heavenly Saint fight with saints of the same level sweep hundreds of people alone.

Better than the sky can't do that.

Ye Fan said with certainty on his face: "the Buddhist magic power is specially used to restrain the demons. A moderate magic power can melt the demons!"

"Even if the Buddha is not a saint, his own power of moderation can make the demons disappear. This is the truth of mutual generation and mutual restraint."

"Hope is like what Taoist friends said!" Hong Jun looked back and waited for the news of the twelve ancestral witches.

At this time, Ye Fan looked at the skeleton with bone wings on his back and said, "how do you feel?"

"Your honor, I feel very good. I just suddenly become a skeleton. I'm not used to it."

Inside the white bones of his whole body, there is a thread of gold running through his whole body.

That is his own Dharma, which has completely coincided with the power of skeleton spirit and demon God.