Chapter 144 The farce ends, Muchen breaks through!
Pangu's true body is tall and vast, standing between heaven and earth.

The majestic sound of Tao spread and spread throughout the entire ancient world.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun remained calm and said calmly, "It's like meeting an old friend! But since the creation of the world, I have severed all causes and effects and erased everything in the past."

"The leader of Xuanmen, one Qi transformed into Hongjun! Now I have united myself with the Tao, and rule the prehistoric world. I am revered as the ancestor of Tao by the world, which is what everyone expects!"

The words are powerful and cannot be questioned.

The innate qi is the basis of Hongjun Daozu.

Of course, this was announced to all living beings on the day he attained enlightenment and became a saint. No one knew whether it was true or not. They just felt grateful that he preached to the three thousand innate gods, so they worshipped him as the ancestor of Taoism.

Hongjun is the Way of Heaven, but the Way of Heaven is not Hongjun.

By aligning his body with the Tao, Daoist Patriarch Hongjun took charge of the ancient world on behalf of Heaven and taught all races and living beings.

At this time, Pangu's true body spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, don't panic!"

"Everything in the Great Tribulation has nothing to do with me. After all, I have already passed away. The intelligence I can show now is just a collection of regrets!"

"Today, you allow Zhu Jiuyin to attain the Dao of Hun Yuan, and my regret will completely disappear! Then you don't have to worry about whether I can be resurrected and reborn!"

Pangu said meaningfully.

As an almighty being who controls the Dao of Power and has stepped into the realm of Half-Step Hunyuan Dao, he naturally saw through the purpose of Hongjun Daozu at a glance, but he did not reveal it.

It's a pity, it's just a pity after all. Why bother to influence the overall trend of the prehistoric world?

Besides, even if he recovered a bit of his spiritual charm, Pangu would not be able to use his true body condensed by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to have an impact on the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun Daozu.

After merging his body with the Tao, Daozu Hongjun had already transcended the realm of a Heavenly Saint!

"So good!"

Daozu Hongjun had a complicated look in his eyes and said lightly.

When he heard from Pangu with his own ears that he had already died without a burial place, his worries disappeared.

Next, the two of them faced each other and exchanged glances.

Sentient beings do not know what they are talking about.

However, Pangu displayed his divine charm and personally stood up for Zhu Jiuyin, which still shocked all the powerful people.

"Damn it!"

"Daozu Hongjun actually agreed to Pangu's request! Now it is a foregone conclusion that Zhu Jiuyin will become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. If he rules the Wu Clan, he will be the biggest threat to my Demon Court."

"Could it be that Heavenly Dao and Hongjun Daozu really intend to hand over the Three Realms to the Wu Clan?"

Di Jun frowned and said indignantly.

His expression was ferocious and he was filled with anger.

Originally, the Twelve Ancestral Witches disobeyed the Way of Heaven and attacked Daozu Hongjun. Emperor Jun thought that they were seeking their own death and would be suppressed and wiped out by Daozu Hongjun.

But what happened next was beyond his expectations.

Pangu displayed his divine charm and negotiated personally with Daoist Ancestor Hongjun, helping the Twelve Ancestral Witches escape the crisis.

Emperor Jun was unwilling to accept this!

"Disrespecting the Way of Heaven and respecting Pangu alone! Daoist Ancestor Hongjun will never choose the Wu Clan to become the common ruler of heaven and earth. Only my Demon Court follows the Way of Heaven and respects the Way of Heaven by beheading corpses. This is the only orthodoxy in the prehistoric world."

"My demon court has Nuwa in charge. Although she is confined to the Wahuang Heaven, as long as Hongjun Daozu agrees, she can attack the Wu clan at any time!"

"Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven need not worry!"

The Demon Saint Bai Ze said to Di Jun.

At this moment, he had a new understanding of the situation, so he was so confident.

"I hope so!"

Di Jun looked at Bai Ze deeply, sighed and said.

the other side.

After a long time.

The discussion between Hongjun Daozu and Pangu ended. "Fellow Daoist Pangu, have a safe journey!"

Daozu Hongjun killed people and destroyed their hearts, he said lightly.

"Fellow Taoist, take care of yourself!"

Pangu's voice was deep and powerful, and the boundless rhyme of Tao stirred the entire ancient world. The heaven and earth were shaking at this moment.

then!

Along with the flash of golden light, all regrets were reduced to ashes.

Pangu's real body collapsed with a loud bang, and the evil energy of heaven and earth turned into a torrent and dispersed in all directions. The twelve ancestor witches looked pale, and they supported their bodies and stood on the ground.

The Avenue of Time wrapped around Zhu Jiuyin's body, and the next moment he recovered his vitality. In front of everyone, he stepped into the realm of Hunyuan and achieved the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"Congratulations to fellow student Zhu Jiuyin for achieving the Dao of Hun Yuan!"

Ancestor Hongyun and Ancestor Kunpeng stepped forward, bowed to Zhu Jiuyin and spoke with kind smiles on their faces.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Zhu Jiuyin nodded in response and said with a smile.

Then, without any hesitation, he activated the Avenue of Time, drew upon the evil spirits of heaven and earth, and healed the injuries of the remaining ancestor witches. In just a moment, all the ancestor witches recovered their vitality.

"In the prehistoric world, no matter if it is a Heavenly Dao Saint or a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, they must not easily interfere in the struggle for hegemony among various forces. If a war is to be started, they must go to the outer chaos and must not harm the lives of all races!"

“Twelve Ancestral Witches, remember this: Pangu’s last remaining thoughts have been wiped out! If you disobey the Way of Heaven and contradict me next time, you will die.”

"The saints of the Heavenly Dao are immortal, but the Golden Immortal of the Great Primordial Realm has only one life."

The voice of Hongjun Daozu resounded across the sky.

The golden wheel of heaven spun, the cloud platform flashed with mysterious light, and soon his figure disappeared without a trace.

"Threatening us, haha"

Zhu Jiuyin curled his lips and said contemptuously.

The avenue of time is vast and profound, stirring up turbulent waves.

"Return to Pangu Palace!"

Dijiang restrained his breath, and the true body of the Ancestral Witch disappeared, transforming into an innate Taoist body.

The door of space opened, and everyone stepped in.

The creatures of the witch clan also returned to their tribes, waiting for the orders from the twelve witch ancestors.

"This farce has come to an end!"

Taiqing Laozi spoke in a calm tone and walked towards Kunlun Mountain with a flick of his sleeves.

The rest of the powerful men also fell silent.

Zhu Jiuyin has attained the state of Hun Yuan and needs to find a way to deal with it.

Kunlun Mountains.

Muchen was lying on the rattan chair, the Chaos Black Qilin sleeping soundly in his arms, rubbing its head against his hand from time to time.

"It seems that the great god Pangu is really dead! I wonder if he was plotted against by the Great Dao, or if his origin was really destroyed and he died of exhaustion?"

"But these are not the main points!"

“Originally, it would take me a thousand years to break through to the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm. However, after observing the majestic figure and divine charm of the great god Pangu, my law of power was completely perfected, and my Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Skill also improved a lot!”

As Muchen finished his words, he broke through the shackles of his realm and became the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The great way is invisible and opportunity is mysterious.

Mu Chen had great luck and boundless fortune, and coupled with his comprehension of the twenty-four levels of the Three Flowers of Daluo, he naturally understood things quickly, and his cultivation of realms came naturally.

Touching the Primal Black Qilin, Muchen's mind wandered in the void, his temperament extraordinary and otherworldly.

"Who will be the next destined person?"

"There are still a few Xuanmen disciples."

(End of this chapter)