There was going to be a good show.
The people who had not left stopped in their tracks and looked at the two groups of people in the center who smelled like gunpowder barrels.
On one side was the group of four newly established disciples of the Saints, and on the other side was the demon faction.
The Heavenly Court had yet to be established, but it had already gathered a force that could not be underestimated in the Primordial World. Kunpeng, Donghuang, Emperor Jun, and Big Luo of the Demon Tribe.
Among the Zenith Heaven who came to participate in Hongjun's Dao lecture, the number of demons was definitely the highest.
In the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon Clans, a single Sorcerer could clearly push more than ten Demon Clans of the same cultivation level to the ground, but the outcome of the battle between the two sides was never obvious.
This was because there were too many demons, so much so that during a war, each witch would have to share several demons of the same cultivation level.
Moreover, Emperor Jun was also good at playing with the mind of the emperor, and his ability to form alliances was first-class.
Although Ancestor Netherworld did not join the Demon Tribe, he was close to them.
Otherwise, why would the Kunpeng and the Demon Tribe invite Ancestor Minghe and the twelfth-grade Red Lotus of Fire to eliminate Karma when they besieged Hongyun in the future?
Seeing both sides at daggers drawn, more and more people stayed.
Minghe's words were not aimed at Xuan Qing, but at Zhunti and Jieyin. Xuan Qing's status was not to be underestimated. In the entire East, there were many people who were more powerful than Zhunti and Jieyin. How could they become the honorary disciples of the Taoist Ancestor?
Not only Minghe, but the others also had the same idea, but they did not say it out loud.
Zhunti and Jieyin were a little embarrassed.
The two of them had been in the East for too long, and naturally, they had angered many people. Moreover, they were not strong enough to fight Minghe and the Demon Tribe. They were so scared that they wanted to cower.
Anyway, Minghe was scolding the disciples of the Sages. What did the Sages 'disciples have to do with their nominal disciples?
Right?
He pretended not to hear her.
They were extremely thick-skinned and did not care about being insulted by others. Even if the other party stepped on their faces, Zhunti could still laugh and chat with them.
However, Xuan Qing stared at Minghe and said,"
"What did you just say?"
Perhaps Zhunti and Jieyin were thick-skinned, so they didn't care.
However, Xuan Qing was different. Not to mention that he was Hongjun's first disciple, others had already taken advantage of him. How could he still be friendly and chat with others? He would be looked down upon by others.
If anyone could insult the disciple of a Saint, would Hongjun still have any face? As the eldest disciple of the Purple Cloud Palace, did he still have any face?
At that time, wouldn't the disciples of the Saints become a plaque that everyone would laugh at?
A dangerous aura spread out. Xuan Qing's originally amiable and relaxed temperament instantly became fierce.
Ancestor Netherworld was stunned.
He had only wanted to mock Zhunti and Jieyin, who were two useless people. He did not expect that he would open a large-scale AOE and even scold Xuan Qing and Nuwa.
As Xuan Qing's anger surged, the Heaven and Earth Black Yellow Exquisite Pagoda floated above Xuan Qing's head, and the Twenty-fourth Grade Green Lotus of Creation appeared under her feet.
He let out his aura and thunder rumbled.
Minghe believed that he was not afraid of Xuan Qing because he had formed an alliance with the Demon Tribe. However, when he saw Xuan Qing's domineering look, he softened his stance.
He didn't dare to think too much about it and immediately took out his twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus, as well as the Yuantu and Abi swords.
This sword was nurtured by the Netherworld Blood Sea and Ancestor Minghe. One sheath had two swords, one green and one white. The weapon was extremely sharp and could even break the physical body of the Ancestral Sorcerer. The Sword Qi attached to the Primordial Spirit continued to corrode and was difficult to remove.
If Minghe had to fight an Ancestor of Sorcery alone, it would not be a problem at all.
Xuanqing's supernatural power surged like an abyss, pressing down on Ancestor Netherworld River until his blood pressure soared.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
He quickly spun the twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus like an umbrella in the rain, pushing away Xuan Qing's mana.
This treasure was one of the top ten supreme-grade primordial spirit treasures. It was a lotus throne with amazing defense. It burned karma to turn into red lotus fire, both offensive and defensive.
What cultivators feared the most was karma. Once they were infected, it would be difficult to escape.
The reason why not even saints dared to touch the Witchcraft Catastrophe was because of the monstrous karma. Even saints would need a lot of merit to wash away the karma.
Although the Red Lotus of Fire's defense was not as good as the Golden Lotus of Merit, the endless karmic fire within it was far more lethal than the Golden Lotus.
This was also the reason why Ancestor Netherworld River was always successful in his battles with others.
As long as one experienced slaughter and hatred, after being burned by endless karmic fire, all karma and karma would be ignited, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
After resisting Xuan Qing's terrifying power, Ancestor Minghe changed his attack. The Hellfire was like a tide that broke through the dam, covering the sky and covering the earth, sweeping in all directions and pressing down on Xuan Qing.
No one dared to touch such vast karmic sinflames.
Many spectators fled as far as they could, afraid that their karma would burn and they would be finished.
Xuan Qing smiled coldly.
The Green Lotus of Creation under his feet has the power to purify the world and is indestructible. Its defense is much higher than your Red Karmic Fire Lotus.
The green lotus spun, and the karmic fire swept through the sky. The entire sky was as clean as a wash.
Everyone present could not help but be stunned.
"Ancestor Netherworld River's Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus has been broken!”
"That is the power of karmic sinflames. It can magnify one's karma infinitely. If one is overly contaminated, one can forget about cultivating properly for a few Yuanhui.”
"Could it be that Xuan Qing's magic treasure is also a supreme-grade Numinous treasure?”
There were very few supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasures. If he could have one, he would die without regrets.
Ancestor Netherworld's face was ashen.
What kind of magic treasure was this? Why was it not afraid of his endless karmic sinflames?
Without the karmic sinflames, Patriarch Netherworld River's strength was reduced by half.
"Not good, Ancestor Netherworld River is no match for Xuan Qing. Let's help him!”
Among the Demon Tribe, Gui Che, Shang Yang, Bai Ze, and the other Great Demons with the cultivation of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals all planned to help Minghe.
However, when the countless mana attacks landed on the light curtain that fell on Xuan Qing's body, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. There was not even a ripple.
Everyone wanted to curse. What kind of magic treasure could be so hard?
Seeing these flies and mosquitoes attacking, Xuan Qing pressed Minghe down with supernatural power and warned him coldly,""I will only beat up Minghe. Whoever dares to attack me again will be my enemy!”
As soon as he finished speaking, all the demon race mighty figures fell silent.
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