Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

"where is it?"

Within the Great Realm of Mingxin, the Divine Lord of Mingxin sat on the divine seat, his eyes seemed to see the prehistoric heaven at this moment.

With his left hand resting on his lower jaw, he seemed to be in deep thought, but his right hand was shaking the wine glass casually.

At the moment when the ripples appeared, the space in front of him also reflected the scene of the battle in the prehistoric world.

Looking at the two sides in the battle, watching the countless creatures fighting, the saints belonging to the two worlds are fighting the chaos and ups and downs
"Look, it's a little bit of a joke."

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Mingxin Shenjun's mouth.

"Slightly boring."

Accompanied by the sound of these words, Mingxin Shenjun drank the strong wine in his right hand the moment he raised his head.

The prehistoric calendar, hell.

"Go away!"

Looking at the hundreds of millions of government soldiers, the Red Sun Holy Envoy punched them away in anger.

Boom!

Endless flames swept out at this moment, and wherever they passed, the sky blocked by the power of the six samsara began to collapse at this moment.

bang, bang, bang
The billions of ghosts and gods that spread in all directions and filled the universe disappeared one after another under the sweep of these flames.

"Pfft!"

At the same time, the face of Di Jiang who presided over the formation changed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

However, just after the blood appeared, it turned into nothingness in the burning flames of the Red Sun Holy Envoy.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the other ancestral witches changed drastically.

However, before they could transfer to the big formation, they were blasted out in the crimson heat wave one after another.

In just one breath, the entire underworld formation was broken, and hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods were wiped out.

Even Jizo, who came to support the underworld, disappeared in the crimson flames with the sound of Amitabha.

"Walk."

Seeing that the formation of hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods was broken, and the underworld no longer had any spare power to suppress a group of enlightened saints headed by the Chiri envoy, Di Jiang immediately broke the space and was about to lead a group of ancestor witches away.

However, just as the space was shattered, it strangely healed again.

"Go, where do you want to go?"

When Di Jiang looked back, he saw the Holy Envoy of Red Sun stretching out his right hand to hold it in the air.

In his gradually closed palm, the power of the entire underworld was gathering towards the Red Sun Holy Envoy at this very moment.

once
Their twelve ancestor witches control the underworld, and wherever the six realms of reincarnation touch, they are like ducks in water.

But now, with the destruction of the formation, even though they are still in the underworld, the traces they have imprinted in the underworld seem to have been wiped away.

At this moment, they, who created the six realms of reincarnation and the underworld, were like strangers who came from outside the sky, and could only be ruthlessly suppressed by the envoy of the red sun.

"Do you think that you can really delay me by relying on those ghosts and gods?"

Facing the shocked eyes of Di Jiang and other ancestral witches, the Holy Envoy of the Red Sun showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"The reason why I stay here is just to seize the power that represents 'earth' in this prehistoric world.

Now that you have known this, you may also rest in peace. "...

Having said that, the Holy Envoy of Red Sun shook his right hand violently.

Bang!
At this moment, Di Jiang and other eleven ancestor witches Qiqi felt a force from all directions that wanted to suppress them to death.

However, the imagined scene where the body exploded into blood mist did not happen.

On the contrary, above everyone's heads, there are wisps of golden Buddha's light, gathering at this moment.

In the gentle golden light, a figure gradually condensed into shape, which was obviously the Ksitigarbha that should have been completely lost before.

"Amitabha, if the hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha. Now that the hell is empty, I have nowhere to hide. I should become holy!"

Following these words, under the eyes of Di Jiang and others, Jizo slapped the space above his head with his palm.

Bang!
In an instant, a gate leading to the prehistoric world appeared in front of the Holy Envoy of the Red Sun at this moment.

"interesting."

Watching Dizang lead eleven ancestral witches across the gate of space to leave the underworld completely occupied by him, the Red Sun envoy did not stop him, but followed closely behind with a smile.

In just a blink of an eye, the Red Sun envoy brought the saints who had invaded the underworld to the center of the prehistoric world war.

Glancing at the eleven ancestral witches and dizang who joined Houtu, the Holy Envoy of Red Sun came to the place where the Holy Envoy of Qingming was located in one step after instructing the saint behind him.

"This is the authority representing the underworld."

Following these words, the Holy Envoy of Red Sun spread out his palm, and a black book immediately appeared in his palm.

"The power of the emperor represented by the heaven can make us no longer be suppressed by this world.

The power of the underworld created by Houtu allows us to control the cycle of reincarnation in this world, so that life and death are all in our hands. "

Looking at the black book in front of him, the Qingming envoy brought the black book into the palm of his hand while speaking calmly.

"From now on, we have already mastered half of the prehistoric world, as long as we have this half, we are not afraid of them destroying the prehistoric world.

As for the power of reincarnation in the later soil, it is no longer a problem at this time.

Because, from this moment on, when they die, they are really dead. "

Following these words, the Holy Envoy of Qingming suddenly moved towards the way of heaven that was fused with the power of the underworld in his palm.

hum!
In an instant, a ripple visible to the naked eye rippled from it and swept away in all directions.

"not good."

Almost at the moment when the ripples swept across, Hou Tu's face changed suddenly.

At the same time, Haotian, who was fighting with the power of Zhou Tian and stars in the Mingxin Great Realm, felt even more palpitations, which suddenly emerged from his heart.

"Kill them all."

In the midst of this palpitation, the cold words of the Qingming envoy came from the sky.

"Waiting for this moment."

Upon hearing this sentence, the envoy of Mo Yuan let out a hearty laugh, and the World Tree in his palm just swept across, causing Houtu's power of reincarnation to shatter.

bang, bang, bang
In just a blink of an eye, under the erosion of the world tree, one after another, the prehistoric creatures that stood in the way of the earth turned into ashes. …

Among them, the newly sanctified Ksitigarbha was directly pierced by the roots of the World Tree, and the huge power of the saint began to be lost crazily.

"Oh!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, Di Zang chose to explode himself at the last moment.

With the power of the sage who blew himself up, Houtu got the opportunity to reorganize the six realms of reincarnation.

"This seat wants to see how many saints you can have to die calmly."

Seeing this scene, the envoy Mo Yuan just sneered and waved the World Tree again.

Boom!

Seeing the coming of the World Tree again, the blood of Houtu spilled into the sky, and a giant stick descended from the sky, smashing the roots spreading from the World Tree.

"Yu Tian, ​​you finally appeared."

Seeing the monkey-headed figure, the envoy Mo Yuan said sarcastically.

"This time, you have nowhere to escape. If that's the case, why don't you just reveal your true nature, but continue to put on airs."

Even though he said so, the seemingly arrogant envoy of Mo Yuan, not only did not have the slightest carelessness, but became extremely cautious.

After all, when the Zixiao Palace was smashed back then, what Hongjun did almost killed the Chiri Holy Envoy.

"What about the real face, and what about the monkey face?"

Hearing this, the monkey head laughed and continued.

"Whether to escape or not is a matter for the future, at least my grandson knows, now it's your turn to escape, what do you think this is?"

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Hearing this, the envoy Mo Yuan sneered.

However, just as he was about to completely kill this false monkey head, he saw the space in front of him suddenly shatter.

In the shattered space, a corpse that made his pupils shrink suddenly fell down.

That corpse turned out to be the corpse of the Holy Envoy of the Earth Element.