It was said that happiness lasted for only three seconds.
A few seconds ago, Jieyin and Zhunti were glad that many people had come to watch the show and attracted the attention of the Real Entity of Pangu.
However, as those who were watching the show ran away or died, they no longer attracted the attention of the True Body of Pangu after they went beyond a certain range.
So the Real Entity of Pangu turned its attention back to Jieyin and Zhunti. It stared at Jieyin and Zhunti with its bloodshot eyes like a ferocious beast, and slowly raised the Pangu Axe in its hand.
Ma Mai Pi!
What the hell do you want?
You've vented your anger, and the Spirit Mountain has been broken. What else do you want?
Do you want to kill us?
"Gulp ~~~"
Jieyin and Zhunti both heard each other swallowing nervously.
If they were in the Pangu True Body, this axe would definitely be enough for them to enjoy.
"Jieyin and Zhunti are in a bad situation. The Spirited Mountain is destroyed.”
Tongtian sighed.
Fortunately, the Three Pure Ones were not weak. Among the three of them, Li Tong was even stronger and was not afraid of the Pangu True Body.
Otherwise, if this scene had happened in Mount Kunlun, it would have been a huge joke.
He didn't know whether Jie Yin and Xi Ti would get into trouble because of this.
Don't make a scene where the Tianding Saint was killed before he became a Saint. That would be fun.
"I won't."
Li Tong clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the Pangu True Body from afar.
Aren't you afraid of death?
So many people have died, yet you still dare to stay behind.
Li Tong was speechless. Those people who were watching the show panicked and ran to a distance similar to the Three Pure Ones. They stopped again and continued watching the show…
Even Donghuang Taiyi, who had been severely injured by the axe, did not leave.
His expression was ugly, but he still stared at the Pangu True Body, wanting to know the final result.
One had to know that without the Bell of Chaos, it would be difficult for Donghuang Taiyi to survive. The demon race would definitely suffer heavy losses because of this.
When the Pangu Axe fell on the two Demon Emperors, the group of great demons was enveloped.
If no one blocked this attack, the consequences could be imagined.
“？？？”
Li Tong's words confused Primordial, Tongtian, Nuwa, and Zhenyuanzi. How could something like this happen?
If the axe of the Real Body of Pangu fell, Spirited Mountain, Jieyin, and Zhunti would definitely suffer again.
"Roar!"
The Real Body of Pangu didn't care whether Jieyin and Zhunti would feel despair or not. He raised the Pangu Axe and slashed at them.
The entire Spirited Mountain was enveloped by the terrifying aura of the Pangu Axe.
Jieyin forced a smile and took out the damaged Golden Lotus of Merit again. Zhunti flew up with a roar and attacked the Real Body of Pangu.
This axe must not fall, or the Spirit Mountain would really be finished.
This is their foundation, but it can't be solved.
Would there be any problems with Jieyin and Zhunti?
He didn't need to guess to know that it definitely wasn't.
At most, they would be injured and lose face. Then, the losses of the Spirit Mountain would be relatively large.
Unless you could get rid of Hongjun, it was impossible to kill Jieyin and Zhunti.
"Why are you Shamans so stubborn?”
Just as the Pangu Axe was about to land on Zhunti, Hongjun's voice came from the sky.
It almost enveloped the entire Wilderness.
The True Body of Pangu, which had been surging with arrogance just a moment ago, became weak under the pressure of the saint.
When he appeared in Untainted Land, Hongjun was right between Zhunti and the Real Entity of Pangu.
He raised his hand and pointed at the Pan Gu axe that was about to fall. The space was opened, and the vast power of heaven and earth enveloped the real body of Pan Gu that was like a ferocious beast.
It caused the Pangu True Body to collapse in an instant.
Twelve figures flew out and landed on the ground. They were the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
However, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's current situation was not very optimistic. Not only were their auras weak, but they were also injured.
It was obvious that Hongjun had taught the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery a small lesson after breaking the Real Body of Pangu.
This scene made everyone realize that no matter how powerful the Pangu True Body was, it was only condensed and not the real Pangu.
In front of a Saint, it was nothing. One finger could kill you.
"Puff!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery spurted out blood at the same time and looked at Hongjun in the sky in horror.
Although they did not respect saints and only respected Pangu, it did not mean that they were stupid.
He still dared to act rashly in the face of an almost invincible Saint.
If something like this really happened, it would not just be a matter of trouble. It would be foolish and suicidal.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were reckless, but they were not stupid.
They also knew that they could not match Hongjun.
In addition, they were weak at this moment. How could they compare with Hongjun?
"All of you Shamans are not allowed to step into the western region in the future.”
Hongjun warned the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He raised his hand and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery disappeared in the west, thrown out of the Pangu Divine Hall.
F * ck!
The people of the Sorcerer Tribe were looking at the west curiously. They felt that a terrible battle had broken out in the west. Perhaps it had something to do with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. As they watched, twelve huge bodies fell and smashed at the entrance of the tribe, scaring the people of the Sorcerer Tribe.
"Quick, quick, quick! Send the Ancestral Magi to the Pangu Divine Hall to recuperate!!!”
Seeing that their leaders were all weak and injured, the Wu Tribe members panicked. They could not care less about anything else and hurriedly sent the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery into the Divine Hall of Pangu. The Evil Qi in the Divine Hall of Pangu was the densest, and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could recover as soon as possible.
As expected, the means of a Saint could not be underestimated. After merging his body with the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun's strength became even stronger.
Now, those who were curious about how powerful the Sage's supernatural powers were and how strong the Sage's strength was finally understood. In the past, everyone only knew that the Sage was very powerful. If he did not become a Sage, he would eventually be an ant. However, Hongjun had never made a move. How strong he was had always been a question mark.
Now, Hongjun finally made his move.
With a simple tap, the terrifying Real Body of Pangu was broken effortlessly. Then, he threw the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery to Mount Buzhou and warned them not to step into the west.
Was this the strength of a Saint?
For a moment, everyone looked at Hongjun in the sky and was shocked speechless. Primordial, Tongtian, Goddess Nvywa, Jieyin, and Zhunti were also stimulated. They wished that they could actualize the Way and become a Sage at this moment. Only then would they be high and mighty and not be regarded as pitiful ants.
Those who couldn't actualize the Way and become Sages began to think about it again, especially Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun and others. Although they didn't have the chance to actualize the Way, Hongyun did. They just had to keep an eye on Hongyun. If he dared to take half a step out of the Fifth Manor, they would kill him directly and then snatch the Hong Meng Immortal Qi for their own Fated Chance of actualization.
Not everyone could compete for this Hong Meng Immortal Qi. Without a certain strength, it was simply courting death if you wanted to compete for this Hong Meng Immortal Qi. Even if Hongyun couldn't do anything to you, other competitors could kill you.
One should know that Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had been eyeing this thing. Whoever dared to fight for it would be their enemy.
"Follow me to the Purple Cloud Palace.”
After saying that, Hongjun left first.
The Three Pure Ones and Goddess Nvywa, who were looking at each other in dismay, were left behind, as well as Jieyin and Zhunti, whose hearts were bleeding from heartache.
"Fellow Daoist, let's meet again if there's a chance.”
Hongjun asked the Tianding Sages to go to the Zixiao Palace, but not all of them. After parting ways with Zhenyuanzi, the four of them passed through the 33 Heavens Beyond and headed for the Zixiao Palace.
On the way, Tongtian was a little worried."Big Brother, Teacher won't blame us for this, right?”
Hongjun came forward to solve the problem of the Real Entity of Pangu and asked them to go to Zixiao Palace. In fact, Primordial, Tongtian, and Goddess Nvywa were still a little guilty. As for Jieyin and Zhunti, they were eager to go and report Li Tong and the others.
"Probably not." It was true that Hongjun wanted everyone to go to the Zixiao Palace, but Li Tong did not think that Hongjun would blame them for this. Everyone schemed against each other and relied on their own abilities. It was your own fault that Jieyin and Zhunti's Spirited Mountain was broken. It was your own fault.
Hongjun could not be bothered with such a trivial matter.
It was the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery who broke the Spirited Mountain, not the Three Pure Ones and Goddess Nvywa. Although they were related to them, if they did not tell on them, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would not have been so angry that they would have directly killed their way to the Western Spirited Mountain, and all this would not have happened.
Look at how scared you are.
Li Tong was speechless."Don't worry. Teacher won't punish us because of these things. Otherwise, who would dare to scheme against others and fight for opportunities in the future?”
You said that you wouldn't interfere, but in the end, you, Hongjun, have to jump out and interfere in everything. You're slapping yourself in the face!!!
Moreover, are you so free?
He had to take care of all the trivial matters.
That made sense.
Primitive, Tongtian, and Nuwa, who were originally somewhat uneasy, were relieved. They followed Li Tong to the Purple Cloud Palace.
The four of them entered the Zixiao Palace and sat in their respective seats. Hongjun sat on the high platform with his eyes closed, waiting for Jieyin and Zhunti to arrive.
Compared to them, Jieyin and Zhunti had to deal with the trivial matters of Spirited Mountain. In addition, they were injured and had consumed a lot of energy. Therefore, their speed was slower and they came a little slower.
After a long time, Jieyin and Zhunti came hand in hand, looking a little embarrassed.
As expected, he came with the intention of complaining?
You don't even tidy up your appearance. That's enough.
It's fine if the bloodstains represent your hands, but can't you re-materialize your tattered clothes?
Did he have to make it as interesting as the Beggar's Sect disciples?
"Disciple greets teacher. I implore teacher to seek justice for the west!!”
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