Chapter 24: The Great Power is Angry, Hongjun Arrives

Chapter 24: The Great Power is Angry, Hongjun Arrives

Chapter 24: The Great Power is Angry, Hongjun Arrives
Ling Xiao had no time to deal with the doubts and suspicions in the eyes of many powerful people. He was immersed in the joy of breakthrough.

Feeling the incomparable and terrifying divine power all over his body, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

Compared to who I am now, I am just like an ant.

And now, it is truly powerful!
The horror of the physical body has advanced to the point where it can compete with top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

That was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure! But under his fists, he was defeated.

Why?

This is the power of the Way of Hunyuan. Once you break through to the level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, both your body and your soul will be elevated.

And his magical power is far beyond that of ordinary quasi-saints. It is too easy for him to defeat ten quasi-saints by himself.

"There are ten levels of Primordial Golden Immortal, and each level is qualitatively different."

Ling Xiao knew that although he was very strong now, the gap between the lower realm and the higher realm could not be covered by combat power.

His becoming stronger today is just the first step on the road to invincibility.

Compared to spiritual treasures, immortal materials, magical powers, spells, and techniques...

Breaking through the realm is the ultimate reward!

at the same time.

In the center of chaos, in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun was sitting cross-legged with a gloomy face and a dark expression.

He had previously felt that the will of heaven had descended upon the edge of chaos, scattering endless golden clouds of merit.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Hongjun enveloped the chaos with his divine consciousness, and everyone was shocked beyond words.

The cause and effect line of the prehistoric world has shifted! !
The general trend is actually changing!

He resisted the urge to explore the edge of chaos and immediately used the Jade Disc of Creation to deduce, but he was unable to deduce the person behind the scenes.

At this moment, he was completely unable to bear it anymore. He stood up suddenly, and spread his endless magic power to every corner of the chaos.

The power of the saint is vast and mighty.

Endless chaotic creatures lowered their heads and wailed, making sounds of fear.

"who is it?"

The power of this voice was so terrifying that it seemed able to shatter the sky, evaporate the four seas, condense the heaven and earth into a point, and annihilate both spirit and matter together.

Hongjun took a step forward and was already out of Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, at the edge of chaos, Ling Xiao, who heard this voice, was shocked. He knew that he was exposed and could not stay here for long.

However, even if the Taoist came in person, he had the Chaos Magic Lotus to shield the secrets of heaven, so he would be able to leave with ease.

You are the ancestor of Taoism, what can you do to me?

Speaking of which, now that this crop of leeks has been harvested, it's time to leave.

If you want to cut them again, you have to wait for them to grow for a few more years...

Before leaving, Ling Xiao stood on the platform, with his hands behind his back, looking at the Three Thousand Mighty Ones, and said with emotion: "Children, once a teacher, always a father. Remember, if you get into trouble in the future, don't tell anyone about your teacher."

"The mountains are high and the road is long. We'll meet again in Jianghu."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and put Shi Hao and Huo Linger into his sleeves.

Then he collected the Heaven-deceiving Formation condensed by the Chaos Demon Lotus, and with a flicker of his body, he disappeared into thin air.

The three thousand powerful men stared at the empty palace in amazement: "..."

The next moment, something unexpected happened.

The Xiao Palace, which was originally filled with fairy air, disappeared in an instant.

Many powerful people were shocked!

They were not in the Qinxiao Palace at all, they were actually on a cliff at the edge of chaos...

As far as the eye can see, the place is overgrown with weeds and looks desolate.

Looking more closely, the cushions that were originally used by the six disciples of the saint to sit on were actually made entirely of woven wild grasses.

For a moment, the three thousand powerful men on the cliff were as quiet as virgins and did not utter a word.

You can hear a pin drop here. Only the thunderous sound of everyone's heartbeats reminds everyone, deafening.

Hongyun, who was born to be cheerful, also fell silent.

In the end what happened?
What is the Saint playing at?

At this moment, a beam of purple light fell from the sky into the cliff in the distance.

He was an old Taoist in white clothes with white hair and beard, and he looked like an immortal. He was none other than Saint Hongjun.

Everyone's eyes shifted to him.

Everyone present had no idea what level of cultivation this person was at.

However, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not help but tremble all over after feeling that terrifying pressure.

It’s just that the old Taoist in white didn’t look very well. His beard wasn’t a beard, his eyes weren’t eyes, and he looked angry and mad.

It seems that it will turn into a ferocious tiger at any time and devour anyone it chooses!

Hongjun's eyes shifted towards the three thousand powerful men. The power of the saint was sweeping across them. The pressure was so terrifying that even the heaven and earth changed color.

"I am Saint Hongjun. Who is disturbing the secrets of heaven? Where is he?"

Hearing this, a group of powerful people suddenly became energetic. Many of them had already developed spiritual intelligence as early as the first catastrophe of Longhan, and even transformed into human form, but almost no one had actually seen the ancestor Hongjun.

Even if there was, it was just a glimpse, so we don't know his true appearance, but the power of a saint cannot be faked.

If the person in front of him is the real ancestor Hongjun, then who was the one not long ago?
The three thousand powerful men looked at each other in confusion, looking at the gloomy and terrifying expression of Saint Hongjun, and then they realized belatedly that they might have been deceived!

In an instant, every powerful person became angry and embarrassed.

Thinking that the person they were kneeling and expressing their gratitude to was actually a liar, blood suddenly rushed to his head.

"Ah! My spiritual treasure, the immortal material that I have treasured for millions of years, damn liar!!"

"Little sister, is that man really a liar? We gave him twelve drops of our heart's blood!"

A group of powerful people wailed one after another.

This time I really vomited blood!!
Seeing them so miserable, Hongjun sighed and asked, "Tell me in detail what happened from beginning to end."

An hour later.

Many powerful people criticized Ling Xiao at once and told Hongjun all his words and deeds clearly.

Hongjun was both shocked and angry.

That person actually used his name to defraud people! !
He called himself the ancestor of Hongjun, and deceived all the innate saints in the prehistoric world, and almost took away all their resources.

hateful! !
That guy seemed to have a special magic weapon that could shield his spiritual perception and even avoid the direction deduced by the Jade Disc of Creation.

Hongjun thought about it and found that he was completely helpless against him.

No!

How can I swallow this anger?
If this matter is left unresolved, how can he regard himself as the ancestor of Taoism in the future? I am afraid that the abuse in the hearts of all living beings will cause the will of heaven to abandon him.

"You guys go back. When I catch that guy, I will cut him into pieces and burn his soul to ashes."

Hongjun said coldly.

He would keep deducing the man's location and refused to believe that he would not be able to find him.

At this moment, all the powerful men, covered in dust, bowed to Hongjun, then returned to the prehistoric world with sad faces.

at the same time.

The coast of the East China Sea.

Penglai Fairy Island.

Jie Yin and Zhunti came out of retreat today. At this moment, they were standing at the gate of the fairy island, looking into the distance from time to time.

"When will big brother come back? Where did he go?"

Zhunti looked at Jie Yin curiously.

At this moment, a divine rainbow swept over from the distant sky and landed on the ground with a whoosh. It was Ling Xiao who had returned from the chaos.

(End of this chapter)