It's a pity that Hongjun suffered two big losses in Zhang Qian's hands. He lost the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth and the Four Swords of Zhuxian. How could he be unprepared? Before he sacrificed the Chaos Hengtian Instrument, he gave his half of the treasure rock. Hiding in the dark, secretly capturing this Chaos Spiritual Treasure is to prevent Zhang Qian from suddenly breaking out of his own treasure rock and snatching his own treasure.
The only person who can deal with Fen Baoyan is Fen Baoyan. The originally complete Fen Baoyan was broken into two halves and fell into the hands of Hongjun and Zhang Qian respectively. The two of them could take away the other's treasure at any time.
Previously, Hongjun had spoken out to provoke Zhang Qian and wanted Zhang Qian to use the Chaos Pearl, and he had the idea of repairing the other person with his own way.
Unfortunately, Zhang Qian was not fooled at all, and the Chaos Bead was rapidly approaching the connection point between the trunk and the root of Tongtian Jianmu. How could he reveal it?
After the three corpse clones were blessed by the Chaos Hengtian Yi, their strength increased to the same level as that of everyone joining forces, they no longer changed, and they perfectly complied with the balance of strength.
However, this balance is an overall balance. If Wanwu joins the battle group, the strength of everyone on Zhang Qian's side will increase, and the three corpse clones will also increase their strength again until they are in balance with everyone.
Such a rogue treasure made everyone's scalp numb. They didn't know how to crack it, and they couldn't even think about it.
How could it be easily cracked by Hongjun as his trump card? Zhang Qian, blessed by the Taoist God of One Billion Rules, was fighting with the three corpse clones while quickly figuring out how to crack it.
Under the blessing of billions of Taoist gods with almost omniscience and omnipotence, he vaguely discovered the treasure rock that protected the Chaos Hengtian Instrument.
"You were so vigilant that you used your treasure rock to protect this treasure in advance. How can I snatch it away?"
Every time he meets Hongjun, all he thinks about is snatching the treasure from the other party, and the rest is for other purposes. However, one can only do one but not the other. Hongjun is not a fool. How could he succeed for the first time? three times?
"Wuyi, how long are you going to delay? Hurry up and deal with Di Jun. We won't be able to stop him!"
Zhang Gan suddenly shouted and glanced towards Wan Wuyi, and saw Wan Wuyi beating Di Jun with great pleasure.
Even if 500,000 demonic shadows merge into his own body and gain 500,000 times the blessing, Dijun is not a foolproof opponent. If Wanwuyi doesn’t fuse those fragments of transcendent strong wills, Dijun’s first Demonic power is indeed the nemesis of heretics. It can introduce the indestructible thought of immortality into the demonic path, thereby easily defeating the opponent.
However, after perfectly integrating the will fragments of those transcendent and powerful men, the indestructible thought of immortality transformed again, and there was a faint aura of transcendence. Although this aura is extremely inconspicuous, it is also very remarkable.
This is a power originating from a transcendent strong man and from outside the universe, overpowering all the mighty forces in this great universe!
"Hahahaha, don't worry, neither Di Jun nor Hongjun will be fine today!"
Wan Wuyi laughed wildly, still going his own way, with no intention of turning around to deal with Hongjun.
"hateful!"
Zhulong shouted low and transformed directly into the body of a billion-mile true dragon. The dark dragon scales flashed. He was temporarily deprived of the power of the law of time by Hongjun, and could only use his dragon bloodline magical powers. But these magical powers faced The power of others is indeed terrifying, but it is of little use against Hongjun's three corpse clones.
He had no choice but to use his true dragon body and his own brute strength to fight.
"Zhang Qian, Panzu! I know that you still have many trump cards, what are you still hiding? If we lose this battle, the prehistoric situation will change drastically, Hongjun's luck will skyrocket, and his reputation will be boundless. Maybe you will become a saint through this, are you willing to do this?"
Zhulong, who transformed into his true form, shouted loudly. Although it was somewhat alarmist, the eagerness in his tone was irresistible.
"Defeat? Hahahaha, don't worry, we can't lose this battle. Don't you feel that the fate of the entire prehistoric era is converging on us?"
At this moment, Panzu burst into laughter.
"This luck?"
As soon as Panzu's words came out, Zhulong immediately sensed it. He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but after fighting for so long, everyone present felt that almost infinite luck gathered from the entire prehistoric world and blessed them.
This luck is a temporary blessing, and it is not permanently available to everyone. But even so, under the blessing of the magnificent power of luck, the situation that everyone was in danger at the beginning suddenly improved, and they gradually became more comfortable.
"How could this happen? Where does such magnificent luck come from?"
Feng Zu was a little confused and asked.
"Where else could it come from?" Zhang Qian split a beam of destructive divine light with his sword and said in a concentrated voice: "The entire prehistoric people know about our battle, and all the powerful people in the prehistoric era, who wants us to fail? Once we If it fails, Hongjun will completely rise, and no one can stop the road to sainthood! In this battle, we bear the hope of countless powerful people, their ambitions, and their ambitions. How many people are unable to do so? Measuring, with such a huge amount of power placing hope on us, we will naturally be blessed by immeasurable luck!"
"That's right. This battle is no longer a battle to rescue Zulong, but a battle to determine the fate of the future and the general trend of the future!"
Pan Zu smiled boldly, but he could see clearly.
At this time, Fengzu finally understood the true meaning of this battle. Indeed, from the moment everyone faced Hongjun, this battle was no longer as simple as rescuing Zulong, but became a battle that determined the future of the prehistoric times. .
If Zhang Qian and others lose, no one can stop Hongjun's future path, and becoming a saint is almost 100% certain. On the contrary, if Hongjun loses this battle, his prestige will plummet and his luck will plummet. If he surrenders, he may even lose part of the favor of heaven, and his path to sainthood will become uncertain.
At this moment, countless great powers throughout the prehistoric era were at odds with Hongjun. With the help of Zhang Qian and others, they let out a silent cry, because the outcome of this battle would determine the ambitions of countless people!
You cannot lose on the road to sainthood. As long as you lose once, the chance of becoming a saint will drop by half, and there may even be no chance of becoming a saint again. If you want to become a saint, there is only one way, and that is to win all the way until everyone Admire and surrender willingly.
Hongjun naturally understood the importance of this battle. In fact, after he failed to recruit Pangu Sanqing as his disciple again, he understood that his road to becoming a saint could only be fought all the way, and there was no other way.
So he wanted to fight. He came to the land of the East Pole and under the tall trees in the sky, just to let the whole world see clearly his own strength and his power to overwhelm everything!
No one can lose!
The price of failure is too heavy, even beyond the imagination of both parties!
"They are all ants!" Hongjun said calmly, "It is useless for you to prevent me from becoming a Taoist. My sainthood is destined by heaven and is part of the general trend. No one can change it. All the efforts you have made
It’s all in vain!”
There was no hint of anger in his words, as if he was describing something destined to happen, full of unrivaled confidence.