"When the Great Awakening Golden Immortal is the same, the Western wonderful Dharma Ancestor Bodhi, who is neither born nor destroyed, has three or three actions, has all the energy, all the spirit and all the compassion..."

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, two monks came from a distance to write songs.

"The Two Saints of the West!"

The ancestor witches frowned, and the two people who suddenly arrived were the two saints of Western Buddhism.

"The Three Purities are here too!"

After the arrival of the two Western saints, the three puritans also came together.

"My fellow Taoists, you are polite."

The chaotic air rippled, separated by invisible power, revealing a golden avenue, and the three clears came along the avenue.

"Congratulations to all brothers, for achieving the Hunyuan Avenue!"

A crack broke into the void, and a figure stepped out from it. It was Houtu Ancestor Witch.

Houtu naturally knew about Qingyang leading the ancestor witches to conquer other worlds.

But hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but there is no news at all. How could Houtu not be worried?

Now that Qingyang and others have returned, all the ancestor witches have attained Hunyuan, and the stones pressed on Houtu’s heart have finally been put down.

"Miss Houtu, please step aside first."

Nodding slightly at Houtu, Dijiang walked forward and looked at the saints of the prehistoric world.

"What do you mean?"

With the current strength of the Witch Clan, it is enough to suppress the entire prehistoric world, and there is nothing to worry about.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Qing was born in response to the number of days, and he started to commit suicide. He also got Pangu's head. He claimed to be authentic Pangu and called him the leader of Pangu. It seems that nothing is wrong. Why should all the ancestor witches be aggressive?"

Taoist Zhunti said lightly.

"My witch clan is Pangu's bloodline. She respects Pangu's father god, but Zhou Qing calls himself Pangu. Where does my witch clan place?"

Zhou Qing called himself the leader of Pangu, which was too arrogant and even violated the taboos of the witch clan.

"It is absolutely impossible to change the name!"

Seeing that all the saints were standing on his side, Zhou Qing suddenly became confident and his attitude became firm.

When he attained the Hunyuan, his name had spread throughout the prehistoric world. If he was forced to change his name by the witch clan, wouldn’t it be a laughing stock in the prehistoric world?

Although he had just attained enlightenment, he was the eighth saint of the prehistoric world, so he also wanted to be shameless!

"court death!"

The murderous intentions in the eyes of the ancestor witches are very strong. If Zhou Qing did not change his name today, they would never give up.

The saint of heavenly way is entrusted to the heavenly way, do you really think that it will be immortal?

They really have no choice, but Qingyang is the supreme realm of Taoism, and it is not difficult to erase Zhou Qing's primordial spirit in the way of heaven.

"Lying high in the nine-level clouds, the cushion is the Taoist true, the heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, I am the leader of the sect. Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, two rituals and four symbols, one Tao passed on three friends, two sects and excerpts, the leader of the Xuanmen City, and one Qi turned into Hongjun..."

When the two sides were about to start a war, a Taoist sang, whether it was Taoist ancestral Hongjun or anyone else.

"Fellow Daoist has watched enough of the show, but he has come out!"

Qingyang, who had been silent, walked out of the crowd after Hongjun appeared.

"Meet the teacher..."

Seeing Hongjun coming, the lords came forward to greet him and fell down to bow.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist for attaining the supreme realm of Taoism!"

Hongjun ignored the saint and walked straight to Qingyang.

"Happy together!"

A strange color flashed in Qingyang's eyes. Hongjun in front of him was not a clone, but Hongjun's true body, and had already broken through the supreme Taoist realm.

Over the past few hundred thousand years, Hongjun has not been idle. Not only has he broken through the supreme realm of Taoism, but he has also completely controlled the prehistoric heavenly way.

To comprehend the three thousand great laws of the Tao and integrate them into one’s own Tao fruit is equivalent to forming one’s own heavenly way.

Not only did Hongjun break through to the supreme Taoist realm, he also completely controlled the prehistoric heavenly way at this time, and his strength was probably far beyond that of the ordinary supreme Taoist realm!

"Zhou Qing, you have now attained Hunyuan, are you willing to join the old Taoist sect?"

Hongjun looked at Zhou Qing and asked.

"Disciple, please pay homage to the teacher!"

Zhou Qing naturally would not refuse. He was appointed as a backer under Hongjun's disciple.

"It's really inappropriate for you to call yourself the leader of Pangu. You'd better change your name!"

Hongjun pondered.

"Disciple obeys the order!"

Zhou Qing also breathed a sigh of relief. With Hongjun's words, he had at least a step to go down.

"Fellow Daoist, are you still satisfied?"

Hongjun asked Zhou Qing to change his name, not to worry about the witch clan, but to give Qingyang an explanation.

"Since fellow Taoist has spoken, let's give up this matter!"

Qingyang nodded slightly and did not continue to get involved in this matter.

"I am going to lead the witch clan to evacuate from the prehistoric world. I hope fellow Taoists can do it for convenience!"

Now the way of heaven in the prehistoric world has been completely controlled by Hongjun, and the witch clan will only be controlled by others when it continues to remain in the prehistoric world.

However, if the witch tribe wants to evacuate from the prehistoric world, Hongjun is willing to release others. After all, the soul of Houtu ancestor witch is still placed in the way of heaven.

If Hongjun is unwilling to let go, Houtu’s soul will find it difficult to escape, and life and death will also be with Hongjun’s thoughts.

Although Qingyang is in the supreme realm of Taoism, the prehistoric heavenly way is completely controlled by Hongjun, and he has no way to help Houtu regain his soul.

"Things beyond chaos..."

Hongjun did not agree, but did not refuse, but instead mentioned something outside of chaos.

"It's ten thousand years later!"

Qingyang pondered for a moment and gave Hongjun a certain time.

"good!"

Hongjun nodded with satisfaction, and the two sides reached an agreement.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch!"

Qingyang looked at Houtu and signaled Houtu to take back the soul entrusted to the heavenly way.

Houtu understood the spirit and communicated with the soul that was entrusted to the heavenly way. Without Hongjun's stop, Houtu successfully took back the soul.

"Thank you!"

After retracting his soul, Houtu suddenly felt relaxed, and no one wanted to be controlled by others, and Houtu was no exception.

Seeing Houtu withdraw his soul and restore his free body, a hint of envy flashed in the eyes of all the saints.

Don’t they want to be free? But Hongjun won’t agree.

To become a saint of the Heavenly Way, although the Heavenly Way is not destroyed, it is immortal, but it also has restrictions.

Hongjun has already controlled the way of heaven, and the saints are entrusted to the way of heaven, and life and death are all in Hongjun's thoughts.

If Hongjun did not completely control the way of heaven and the saints still had the possibility of getting rid of control, then there was no hope now.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I will send someone to notify you ten thousand years later!"

Qingyang said.

"Then the old Taoist wait for the good news!"

Hongjun nodded slightly.

"Ancestral Witches, go and take all the tribe members over!"

Qingyang did not mean to enter the prehistoric world. Hongjun's true body broke through the supreme realm and controlled the prehistoric heavenly realm, which was equivalent to two supreme realms. Hongjun's strength in the prehistoric world was by no means as simple as one plus one equals two.

Although Hongjun seems to be easy to talk to, who knows what he thinks? If Hongjun enters the prehistoric world and Hongjun suddenly turns his back, Qingyang may not be Hongjun's opponent.

"clear!"

The ancestor witches understood Qingyang's meaning, and after entering the prehistoric world, they headed straight to the underworld.

"pity……"

Qingyang glanced at Hongjun and thought to himself that it was a pity. It seemed that there was no hope of plundering the origin of the prehistoric heavenly way.

Qingyang originally thought that Hongjun would not break through the supreme Taoist realm so quickly, and thought that this time he returned to the prehistoric world would be able to suppress Hongjun.
Chapter completed!