With the explosion of the Western Ancestral Lineage, the phantom of the Zhuxian Sword Formation hanging in the sky was also shattered, and the entire prehistoric era fell into trembling!

"The Tao disappears and the demon rises, the Tao rises and the demon disappears, the Taoist gate is immortal, the demon gate will last forever..."

Ancestor Hongjun stood above the heavenly clouds, his white robe stained with blood. It was obvious that he was not having a good time under the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. The vicious curse of the Great Dao was still in his ears. He did not expect that Rahu would be like this.

Jue, before dying, he even sacrificed his body to show off himself.

"Rahu's Curse has been recognized by the Great Dao. Is this the Great Dao's punishment for me falling into heaven?"

Ancestor Hongjun showed a wry smile. The Demon Ancestor Luohu had perished, but Xuanmen also paid a heavy price. The two Taoist friends Qiankun and Yinyang who had fought side by side since the Great Catastrophe of the Evil Beast were killed by the Killing Immortal Sword Formation.

The Sanqing brothers had no worries about their lives because of their Kaitian merits and virtues, but they also fell into a coma.

"I thought I couldn't persuade fellow Taoist Yangmei, so I asked you three juniors to take my place. I really hurt you..."

Ancestor Hongjun lowered his head to look at the unconscious Sanqing brothers above the Qingyun in the sky, and sighed helplessly. Fortunately, Ancestor Yangmei appeared at the last moment and replaced the Sanqing brothers' formation. Otherwise, the outcome would have been uncertain.

Looking at Mount Sumeru of the Western Ancestral Vein filled with evil spirits in front of him, Ancestor Hongjun felt a little unmotivated, and the victory in the battle with Luo Hu was also wiped out by the impact.

In the battle between Tao and demons, all living beings suffer!

The outskirts of Mount Sumeru are already crowded with Eastern monks.

The spiritual veins of Mount Sumeru were detonated by Rahu. The Xuanmen elite who rushed at the front were affected by the explosion and suffered all casualties. However, the Eastern monks were superior in numbers. They were still like a wave, carrying an unstoppable force towards the Western ancestral veins.

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Among these many Eastern monks, in addition to the true disciples of Xuanmen, there are also the forces of the Witch Clan and the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. When they first attacked the enemy, the two tribes of Liches and Demons did not go to the appointment at Fumo Mountain. Now they are about to harvest the fruits of victory, but they

appeared, which naturally caused dissatisfaction among the Xuanmen disciples!

Seeing that the Demon Sect was first destroyed, the Eastern monks wanted to fight again. Patriarch Hongjun, who was already frustrated, suddenly felt a little angry. He then lay down on the ninth level of the heavens and asked: "Destroy the Demon Sect."

, the two tribes of Lich and Demon have contributed a lot! The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons determines the east of the Great Desolate, and the Wu Clan has conquered the Great Wasteland. However, it is most difficult for the disciples of Xuanmen to conquer the West of the Great Desolate. The hardships in it are all living beings in the Great Desolate, and they are as careful as a mirror. I wonder if the leaders of the two tribes can survive.

Just to save face by being a poor Taoist, let my Xuanmen descendants enter Mount Sumeru first?"

At this time, Patriarch Hongjun, with the power of encircling and killing the Demon Ancestor, was undoubtedly the most sacred in the world. The Xuanmen he created was also rising, and he climbed to the top of the world by stepping on the bones of the Demon Sect.

Ancestor Hongjun’s voice was still as warm as the spring breeze. He affirmed the contributions of the Lich and the Demon in the battle between Tao and Demon, and asked in a consultative tone to let the Xuanmen disciples enter Mount Sumeru first. However, these words were passed on to the Lich and the Demon.

In my ears, it was like a bolt from the blue!

"Let my Xuanmen disciples enter first..."

This statement obviously excluded the Ten Thousand Demons Palace and the Wu Clan from Xuanmen.

The twelfth ancestor of the Wu Clan, who has always been fearless of heaven and earth, lowered his proud head of the Pangu bloodline at this moment. The progress of the Wu Clan was stopped for the first time by a sacred word!

The two palace masters of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace immediately restrained their subordinates and retreated thousands of miles to give way to Xuanmen!

"I will obey my ancestor's decree!" The voices of Di Jun and Di Jiang resounded throughout the world.

At this moment, the two protagonists of the prehistoric catastrophe are bowing their heads to the Son of Heaven!

The voices of Emperor Jun and Emperor Jiang did not elicit any response. Ancestor Hongjun nodded to Duke Dong and Queen Mother of the West and left in the clouds.

The battle with Demon Ancestor Luohu has helped Patriarch Hongjun truly break through the barriers of Daluo, and his cultivation has reached a higher level. He is eager to practice in seclusion, so that he can work hard and prove Hunyuan!

"Congratulations on sending the master back to the mountain!"

"Congratulations on sending the master back to the mountain!"

The disciples of Xuanmen burst out with endless enthusiasm to send ancestor Hongjun off. How could they not know that the ancestor's words brought great opportunities to everyone.

After all, the spiritual veins of Mount Xumi are where the ancestral veins of the West are located. They can be found in ancient mountains and rivers. They are only as majestic as Bu Zhou and under Kunlun. Although its spiritual veins have been detonated, most of the mountain remains. There are caves opened by the powerful demon gates on it.

The secret realm is still there, these are all treasures!

Although the ancestor Hongjun has left, Duke Dong has straightened his back. He believes that he has fallen into the eyes of the ancestor by arguing for the disciples of Xuanmen. He also knows that what the ancestor just said, Wan Yao

The temple and the monks of the Wu clan no longer dare to be arrogant.

Prince Dong looked away from the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons and the Witch Clan. He looked proud and said impassionedly: "With the gift of the Master, the Demon-Destroying Sect will step into Sumeru today. All disciples of the Xuanmen, enter the mountain!"

The Xuanmen camp immediately burst into endless cheers. After countless battles, they finally came to the moment of harvesting the fruits of victory.

With the leader's words still ringing in their ears, they no longer had any worries, and they all took up the light and poured into Mount Sumeru like a torrent.

Zhan Yu was now in the torrent of Xuanmen disciples, and his heart was already undulating like the stormy sea.

Although Patriarch Hongjun passed away, his light-like sacred figure left an indelible mark on his heart.

After all kinds of calculations and plans, the moment of harvest finally came. After the Dongwang Gong gave the order, Zhan Yuyi waved his arms, led the two servants and three demons who had been following him, and howled towards Mount Sumeru.

Rush!

Seeing the East Prince and the Queen Mother of the West leading the Xuanmen army into Mount Sumeru with great satisfaction, the top officials of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace and the Witch Clan turned pale, and the soldiers under their command cast extremely envious glances.

The Wu clan is its own clan and is not the same as him.

However, the Ten Thousand Demons Palace does not have such strong cohesion. Its power is like a big alliance. There are many mountains under its command, including all the major races in the ancient world. There was some commotion immediately.

There are many cunning people who are unwilling to let go of the great opportunity in front of them and want to break away from the army of Ten Thousand Demons Hall and sneak into the Xuanmen monks!

"Boom!"

A loud bell sounded, and the heaven and earth came to a standstill. Those cunning people who wanted to repeatedly jump between the Ten Thousand Demons Hall and the Xuanmen monks immediately stopped, and then their bodies began to melt little by little like stones that had been eroded by the ages.

For fly ashes!

The Chaos Bell emits five-colored light that illuminates the heavens. The master of the second hall of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace is too evil-faced. Ancestor Hongjun cut off the great opportunity of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace with just one sentence. He dares to be angry but dare not say anything, but compared to the Wu Clan

It was the strict discipline of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall that really made him feel shameless.

The Chaos Bell is one of the three innate treasures. It has infinite mysteries and endless creations. It has the power to suppress the Hongmeng, the power to reverse time and space, and the power to refine the earth, fire, water, and wind. It is the companion treasure of the Golden Crow Taiyi. This bell has always been used only to fight enemies. Today,

But it hit one of his own, Taiyi's anger is evident!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not expect that Taiyi of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall would be so ruthless and would not even spare his own people. They were even shocked by the power of the Chaos Bell. At the moment the bell rang, they actually felt a powerful force pressing down on them.

My body, mind and body were all stunned.

This meal was extremely short, even less than one ten thousandth of a moment. For ordinary monks, this brief setback may not be felt at all, but for the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were born to fight, this extremely short meal

A ten thousandth of a second is enough to expose a huge flaw!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches sensed danger and were inexplicably irritable, but unfortunately Taiyi rang the Chaos Bell not at the Witch Clan, but at the Ten Thousand Demons Hall itself. This was confusing.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, Zhu Rong had the hottest temper, and he couldn't control much of it. He felt an unknown fire in his heart, and immediately shouted: "Tana Taiyi, please hold on to your broken bell, or you will disturb Grandpa Zhu Rong's ears!"

Against the background of the Chaos Clock, Taiyi's body was extremely majestic. He said coldly: "This palace is in charge of managing the affairs of the family, so there is no need for my children and grandchildren to interfere."

The ancestral wizard Zhurong took off the fire snake hanging from his ear, turned it into a fire whip, and said angrily: "Old Bianmao, who are you scolding?"

Taiyi laughed and said: "The master of this palace does not want to have a verbal dispute with you, a reckless man, but you have no choice but to come up and get scolded yourself, but you think this chaos bell is not loud enough?"

Taiyi and Zhurong fought fiercely, but neither the Ten Thousand Demons Palace nor the Wu Clan's camp made any move. The leaders of the two sides looked at each other and made a tacit understanding to pull their brothers back.

Everyone knows that there should never be a fight at the foot of Mount Sumeru, otherwise Patriarch Hongjun will definitely not be happy, and any quarrel is nothing more than testing each other.

The Wu clan is resolute by nature, and since they don't want to completely hate the ancestor Hongjun, they just don't eat the leftovers on Mount Xumi, and then turn around and go back home.
Chapter completed!