Hongjun proves the truth!!!

For others, they may not know the meaning of this, but Ye Fan knew very well that after Hongjun preached three times, he would be in line with the way of heaven.

Then, the era of saints begins!

If you want to gain huge benefits in this wave, then realizing the Hunyuan has become what Ye Fan must do now.

As soon as he thought of this, he no longer hesitated and quickly activated the technique of transforming rainbows and rushed towards Zixiao Palace, which was thirty-three days away.

At the same time, the waves caused by Hongjun's enlightenment in various parts of the prehistoric continent caused many practitioners to respond in a different way.

Kunlun.

As the incarnation of Pangu's primordial spirit, there is no need to say much about the talent of the Three Pure Ones.

Kunlun Mountain is a rare place for immortals. It not only contains countless spiritual veins, but also countless rare beasts.

At this time, the Three Pure Land had not yet parted ways due to the dispute over the Taoist dynasty. They all lived in the Yuxu Palace on the top of Kunlun Mountain and devoted themselves to practicing.

After the pressure generated by Hongjun's enlightenment disappeared, Tongtian couldn't wait to say, "Brother, Hongjun has actually attained the realm of a saint and is going to preach in Zixiao Palace. Do we want to...?"

"Hmph, we are the authentic Pangu, and we are also carrying the inheritance of Pangu's great god. Why bother to listen to others' preaching!" Yuan Shi snorted coldly.

"Yuanshi, what do you mean? Taoist Hongjun, since he can achieve Hunyuan before we wait, there must be something good to be gained. Going to see the truth is also a good thing," Tongtian refuted.

"Tongtian, you are..."

"alright!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, I was sitting in meditation with my eyes closed and suddenly opened my eyes, which was quite a matter of decisiveness, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay to go and take a look for it for only a hundred years."

As the leader of the Three Pure Land, I not only have the highest cultivation level, but also have much higher understanding of the great way than the two of them.

Therefore, Yuanshi no longer objected.

The three of them looked at each other, and together they controlled the escape light and flew towards Zixiao Palace.

Wuzhuang Temple.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, that Taoist Hongjun... seems to be the saint that Taoist Xuantian mentioned before. Why don't we go to the Zixiao Palace and listen to the Taoist Hongjun preaching?"

"This is very good."

Sun star.

As transformed by Pangu's eyes, the sun star is hot all year round, and the ever-extinguishing sun fire is burning.

However, even in this place, there are two powerful auras, bathing in the true fire of the sun, constantly meditating and practicing.

Hearing Hongjun's enlightenment, Di Jun couldn't help but say, "Second brother, that Taoist Hongjun has proved the enlightenment, let's go and have a look, maybe your cultivation level can be broken."

"What my brother said is very true."

Seeing Di Jun say this, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but disobey his elder brother's intentions.

Thinking of the humiliation suffered on the Great Zhou Mountain a hundred years ago, Donghuang Taiyi looked cold and murmured: "Dao Ren Xuantian, my emperor's cultivation has improved greatly, and he has even refined the Donghuang Bell Sacrifice to the point of being at will. It depends on whether you can still be rampant in front of me this time!"

"Why."

Di Jun, who was standing beside him, heard this, but he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

How could he not know about Donghuang Taiyi’s thoughts?

However, when he thought of the Taoist Qing-styled he met a hundred years ago, Di Jun felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

Western world.

At this time, the West was still an extremely desolate and ruined place. Not only was the spiritual energy thin, but even various treasures of heaven and earth were rare.

This scene is in sharp contrast with the scene where spiritual veins are everywhere in the east.

And now, in front of a Bodhi tree.

Two Taoist men with pale faces and a sad face sighed heavily.

"I'm sorry for my West, and I'm so poor. Is there really no way to change it?"

"boom--!"

A huge pressure sounded, and when he heard the sound in the void, the two people who were originally sad and looked excited.

"Zixiao Palace...the saint...it seems that heaven will not destroy my west."

As they said that, the two of them set up auspicious clouds and ran towards Zixiao Palace.

…………

"Touch, touch, touch!"

A dull sound kept echoing in an unknown cave.

I saw an extremely huge heart beating in the cave, and the previous sound was exactly what this heart did.

Around this heart, a small pool of blood is gathered.

There was a powerful force in the blood pool. If Ye Fan were here, he would find that whether it was this huge heart or this blood pool, it was similar to the breath of Pangu's spinal cord in the Dazhou Mountain.

In other words, this heart is also a matter left over from Pangu!

"Bump, bump."

The heart beat faster and faster, the sound became louder and louder, almost connected.

As the heart beats to a certain extreme, a figure slowly emerges in the blood pool, followed by the second and third...

One after another, there were figures of different figures, including men and women.

However, these figures have one characteristic.

They were all born in this blood pool, and their bodies were extremely powerful, and each reached the early stage of the quasi-saint.

Finally, the twelfth figure was born from the blood pool.

Twelve figures surrounded this heart, closing their eyes and not speaking, as if they were receiving some kind of inheritance.

Suddenly, a mouth was cracked somewhere above the heart.

Twelve drops of golden blood flew out of the heart and were thrown into the twelve figures.

"Boom, boom, boom--!"

The powerful aura spreads in the cave.

The twelve figures opened their eyes at the same time.

"We are born with the essence and blood of Pangu's great spirit. From now on, we will be descendants of Pangu, witch..."

"Witch Clan, stand!"

After inheriting a drop of essence and blood from Pangu's heart, these twelve ancestor witches have their own names, and even their images are different.

They are:

The Emperor River is like a yellow sac, red like a elixir fire, six legs and four wings, dun and faceless, and the ancestor of space speed.

Jumang, as green as green bamboo, with birds and human faces, riding on two dragons, the ancestor witch of Eastern wood.

Zhu Rong, with a beast-headed and human body, wearing red scales, ears piercing the fire snake, foot piercing the fire dragon, and the ancestor witch of the south fire.

Rushou, with a human face and a tiger body, wearing golden scales, wings of the scapula, a snake with its left ear, and a two dragons, a ancestral witch in the West.

Gonggong, a python head and human body, wearing black scales, pedaling black dragons, and a blue python in his hands, and an ancestor witch of the northern water.

Xuanming is a hideous giant beast with bone spurs all over his body, and the ancestor witch of rain.

Houtu, with a human body and snake tail, seven hands behind his back, both hands on his chest, and holding the Tengshe Snake in both hands, and the ancestor of the Central Earth.

Qiangliang, holding a snake in his mouth, holding a snake in his hand, a tiger head and a human body, four hooves and feet, long elbows, and the ancestor of thunder.

Zhun Jiuyin, with a human face and a snake body, and a red body all over, the ancestor of time.

Tianwu, eight human faces, ten tiger body, and ten tails, and the ancestor witch of the wind.

Xizi, with a human face and a bird body, a green snake hanging on his ears, a red snake in his hand, and an ancestor of the electric witch.
Chapter completed!