Emperor Jiang, who had revealed the true body of the Ancestral Sorcerer, became extremely terrifying.
The surrounding space fluctuated, giving Zhunti a headache.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were equivalent to the incarnation of the Twelve Great Dao Laws, which were all inherited from the Pangu bloodline. As the boss, Emperor Jiang was the Ancestor of Sorcery of Space.
With the help of the power of the Law of Space, Emperor Jiang's attack was not only terrifying, but his speed was also astonishingly fast, which made Zhunti's head ache.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Great battles broke out continuously. Emperor Jiang and Zhunti fought fiercely.
The entire west was affected. After all, the west had become unstable because of the ancient war.
Compared to the east, it was very fragile. In addition, the west was not big, so if the battle was too intense, it would affect the west.
"The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery are blessed by the heavens. Their spatial laws are so powerful.”
Primitive felt an itch in his heart as he watched. He had the thought of carrying the Pangu Banner and charging down to fight.
For countless years, apart from being tortured by Li Tong and fighting with Zhunti outside the Purple Cloud Palace, Primitive had never fought with anyone else.
After so many years, he naturally wanted to find an opponent to fight.
As for fighting Li Tong, Primal didn't want such a battle.
Even if he had a treasure, he didn't want to fight Li Tong.
Facing Li Tong, he and Tongtian had long had a psychological trauma.
The Law was the main thing to comprehend and rely on after becoming a Saint. Before reaching the Saint Realm, it was somewhat difficult to comprehend the Law. However, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not have this restriction. Their power of the Law was inherited from Pangu and they were born with it.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be called the embodiment of laws.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had twelve different Maxims, which was enough to show how extraordinary they were.
"The three of us were transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit and received a lot of inheritance from the Great God Pangu. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were transformed from the Blood Essence of the Great God Pangu, so it's not strange that they inherited the Great Dao.”
"This battle still depends on the others.”
Zhunti and Emperor Jiang would at most fight to a draw. Even if they could gain some advantage, they would be very relaxed, just like Emperor Jun.
Don't underestimate Emperor Jun. Among the Sage-to-be, his strength was also very strong.
After the Witchcraft and Demon Cultivation Tribulation, there was a famous saying in the Untainted Land, that was, Kong Xuan was the best under the Sages.
It meant that apart from the Saints, Kong Xuan was the strongest, equivalent to the strongest Quasi-Sage.
In fact, if Kong Xuan were to encounter these Sage-to-be of this era, he would definitely be beaten to a pulp.
At that time, Ancestor Minghe was roped in by Buddhism, Zhenyuanzi didn't care, the Queen Mother of the West didn't dare to offend the West, and Kunpeng hid in the North Sea.
Otherwise, let Kong Xuan fight them.
I'll see if you're the strongest Quasi-Sage or not. I guarantee that I'll beat you until you doubt your life and ask you three classic questions.
It couldn't be helped. The old Sage-to-be didn't show up, and they didn't dare to offend Buddhism. In order to spread their sect, Buddhism naturally had to boast a little more.
Take Sun Wukong for example. Without the protection of Buddhism and the relationship with Nüwa, Sun Wukong's lawless personality would have died countless times.
Emperor Jiang and Zhunti could only draw at most. Before they actualized their Tao and became Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin really couldn't do anything to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. This was a fact, not an exaggeration.
He couldn't move Emperor Jiang, and neither could Zhunti. He couldn't get rid of Emperor Jiang, but the other Ancestors of Sorcery wouldn't be polite. Their goal was clear: to flatten the Spirited Mountain!!!
Even if we can't kill you, Zhunti, or Jieyin, we will flatten your Western Spirit Mountain.
Let's see if the two of you still dare to act rashly and scheme against our Sorcerer Tribe.
Looking at Emperor Jiang, who was astonishingly fast but rarely penetrated space, Li Tong felt pity.
"It's a pity that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery inherited the Divine Law from the Great God Pangu. If he had comprehended and cultivated it on his own, Zhunti would have been in deep trouble.”
Space was king, and time was king. This was the recognition of the two laws of time and space.
Just look at Great Immortal Yang Mei. Hongjun, who was covered in shen equipment, was defeated in one move. They both played with spatial laws, but Emperor Jiang was far inferior to Great Immortal Yang Mei.
"Unfortunately, the difficulty of comprehending such a law can be imagined.”
Primitive, Tongtian, and Nvywa sighed. Zhenyuanzi felt that he had no right to interrupt. Although he had some ideas, he couldn't say them out loud.
After all, the others were the Heavenly Sages, but he was not. There were many topics that he could not get involved in.
"It's not too difficult. If you have a corresponding supreme treasure, you can also use it to cultivate. Even if you haven't reached the Saint Realm and can't directly comprehend it, you can still use the power of the supreme treasure.”
Li Tong looked at Dijun with a smile and said,"
"For example, the Bell of Primal Chaos can suppress the primordial space and freeze time.”
“.......”
Saying it was equivalent to not saying anything. The Bell of Chaos was in Donghuang Taiyi's hands. Before this guy died, no one could touch the Bell of Chaos. Otherwise, they would be going against the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun.
Perhaps they had proven their Dao and become Saints, and he could quickly comprehend the laws. Donghuang Taiyi was not dead yet.
"Hahaha!"
Li Tong laughed loudly and said,
"Actually, there are other methods, such as the Primordial Purple Qi. After the Primordial Purple Qi completely fuses, your comprehension of the laws can also deepen.”
“.......”
For some reason, she was struck by another blow.
"How dare you!"
Zhunti and Emperor Jiang were engaged in a fierce battle. Neither of them could do anything to the other in a short period of time. Emperor Jiang was a Space Ancestor of Sorcery who could penetrate space at an astonishing speed.
Zhunti couldn't even shake off Emperor Jiang to intercept him. He could only watch helplessly as the other Ancestors of Sorcery headed toward Spirited Mountain, ready to flatten it.
Although his Senior Brother Jieyin was guarding the Spirited Mountain, Zhunti still felt uncertain. What if the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery went crazy?
Danger!
Zhunti shouted and wanted to stop him, but Emperor Jiang, who had turned into a lump of meat, stopped him.
Laughing loudly, he said,
"Taoist Cundi, where do you want to go if you can't defeat my Emperor Jiang?”
"Damn it! Get lost!"
Zhunti swung the Tree of Seven Wonders, and the River of Time swept over.
Emperor Jiang sneered. His huge body went through the River of Time and hit Zhunti. Zhunti was furious and could only lift the Tree of Seven Wonders to receive the attack.
Emperor Jiang was right. As long as Zhunti could not defeat Emperor Jiang, he would not be able to shake off the other Ancestors of Sorcery.
Even if they were intercepted, they wouldn't be able to defeat him.
Emperor Jiang alone was enough for him to enjoy. If the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery targeted him together, they would definitely beat him until he could only escape.
So what if he was the Heavenly Sage? He was not a Sage yet, so he would still be beaten up.
"Break!"
Arriving at the edge of the Spirited Mountain, Ancestral Sorcerer Zhurong's true form appeared and punched down at the Spirited Mountain with endless anger.
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