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Chapter 118 The Sense of Sanctification, the No. 1 Hole Card in the West

Bai Ze said expressionlessly, his voice was cold, as if there was no hope.

"No way, is it really as serious as you said?" Ji Meng asked uneasily, already believing it in his heart.

The current situation is like this. The entire demon clan has been scattered and scattered. Even Kunpeng, who is as powerful as Nuwa, is missing and is in pieces.

"Don't worry about it for now, you can't give up anyway!" Bai Ze said sonorously and forcefully.

Then, he took a step into the air and fled into the distance, with Ji Meng following closely behind.



In a mountain range in the southern part of the prehistoric times, a woman in royal attire sat on the mountainside, her beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled, as pale as the distant mountains, and her slender hands as round as white onions.

She pinched the magic formula, the heavenly secrets moved, and the Taoist secrets were manifested.

"Where is my chance of becoming a saint?" Nuwa was anxious in her heart. She speculated day and night to find her chance of becoming a saint.

The current crisis of the demon clan can only be resolved by becoming a saint. Even killing three corpses is not enough. Facing the formation of the ancestral witch, there is still no chance of winning.

Since the defeat of the demon clan, she has been wandering around the wild world and came to the south unknowingly.

The mountain range where she retreats belongs to the Nanming Volcano. It has been constantly exposed to fire for many years and ordinary creatures are not allowed to approach it. It is the place where Yuan Feng, the former leader of the Phoenix Clan, fell.

There seems to be a snake-shaped shadow lingering around the Qingyun on the top of Nuwa's head. The rhyme of the Tao is either there or not, and it has the appearance of Hunyuan, but it is not rounded.

"The Wu clan has begun to attack the west and south!"

Nuwa muttered something in her mouth, waved her white jade arms in the air, sketched the divine inscriptions, aroused spiritual energy, and deduced the secrets of heaven. She already knew about the battle taking place in Mount Sumeru in the west.

Although Jie Yin Zhunti is not weak, it will never be able to withstand the attack of the Wu clan, and its fall will be a matter of time.

She was a little anxious. If this situation continued, the demon clan would have no chance of making a comeback.

Nuwa was anxious and angry. She had already sensed it, but she couldn't figure out the final puzzle.

Thinking of this, Nuwa stood up, stepped out of the mountains, and visited the world. Her inner irritability calmed down a lot.

She walked on the earth step by step, feeling the temperature and natural fragrance of the earth.

Along the way, jade rabbits jumped, turtles exhaled, and golden scales leaped into the water. You could see auspicious steaming, hazy clouds, and purple qi flowing through the rainbow everywhere.

Seeing this, Nuwa's mind gradually became empty, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi in her body became more and more integrated with her soul.

"I seem to feel the opportunity for sanctification..."

Nuwa looked at the endless vast land and suddenly realized that her chance to become a saint seemed not far away.



Yujing Mountain.

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian have awakened from their injuries. The Taoist injuries suffered from the last battle with the ancestral witches have not been fully recovered to this day.

"The ancestral shaman went to Mount Sumeru!" I looked towards the west with profound eyes and said calmly.

"The Wu Clan is becoming more and more unscrupulous. Aren't they afraid of offending the great power of the entire prehistoric world?"

"It's a pity that the teacher is still in harmony, otherwise, how would the Wu clan dare to be so arrogant!" Yuan Shi said coldly, and now he has temporarily given up the idea of ​​revenge.

After seeing the power of Pangu's shadow, Yuanshi realized the reality. They were indeed no match for the Wu clan at present.

"Let the Witch Clan do what they want first. We will kill the three corpses as soon as possible and even become saints!" I glanced at them and then looked away.

Over the years, he has looked at himself and found that too many thoughts were focused on competing with the ancestral witches. Little did he know that becoming a saint was their ultimate goal.

As long as he becomes a saint, his reputation as an ancestral witch or Pangu's authentic sect will all be in vain.

"Brother is right, strength is the most important thing." Tongtian agreed.

It is no exaggeration to say that if he had not often started fights with his brother, he would have killed three corpses.

"Well... countless thousands of years have passed since we became disciples of Tao Ancestor, and it's almost time to become a saint."

Yuan Shi nodded lightly and said calmly, quite casually, that they Sanqing were the beings appointed by the Taoist ancestors and could become saints in the future.

For them, sanctification should not be difficult.



Wuzhuang Temple.

"Zhenyuan, the ancestral witch has invaded the West. You should move out of the West quickly!"

"It's still too late to take action now, but if it's too late, it'll be too late!"

When Hongyun learned that the ancestral witches were surrounding Mount Xumi, he immediately said to Zhen Yuanzi.

"Move? Where to move? If this continues, the entire prehistoric world will be invaded by the Wu Clan, unless it is moved to the sky!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a solemn expression.

"Heaven, do you mean to move to the sun?" Hongyun asked with sudden realization.

As soon as he said this, Zhen Yuanzi immediately shouted angrily: "Get out! If the ginseng fruit tree is moved to Sun Star, can it still survive?"

"Then what do you think we should do? Wait for the ancestral witch to come and uproot your ginseng fruit?" Hongyun said with a frown. He also eats a lot of ginseng fruit, so naturally he doesn't want to see the fruit trees suffer.

"Just wait and see what happens. The wilderness is boundless. I don't believe that the Wu Clan can go to any corner!" Zhen Yuanzi said without belief, with a resolute face and his own ideas.

"Okay, I listen to you. If the Wu clan dares to touch the ginseng fruit tree, they will have to step over us." Hongyun said in a deep voice, seeming to have made a lot of determination.

"I stepped over you, but I won't lose my life for a tree!" Zhen Yuanzi struck ruthlessly and said calmly.

"Let's see what happens to Jie Yin Zhunti first." Hongyun didn't argue, looking in the direction of Mount Sumeru.



In the west, Mount Sumeru is shining, the boundless power of faith is overwhelming, and a huge sound of Taoism is emitting from inside the mountain.

The Dharma appears and the twelve-color precious light blooms, illuminating the entire sky and benefiting all living beings.

The huge Dharma body sits cross-legged on the top of the mountain, with the eternal blue sky above its head, a round light above it, manifesting three thousand kingdoms, immeasurable divine power added to it, hand seals made, and brilliant light protecting it.

"Huh! On Mount Sumeru, all authority in heaven and on earth belongs to me!" Jie Yindao shouted coldly.

Over these countless years, Mount Sumeru has almost been transformed into a part of his body, accepting the worship and kowtow of all beings in the West, and has been blessed by countless powers of faith.

This greatly increased his magic power and gave him confidence. In the Mount Sumeru area, he was the master and invincible.

"Haha, you are out of your mind, how dare you say such arrogant words to us?" Zhu Jiuyin laughed, and the law of time was added, changing the order of the world in Mount Xumi.

Immediately, the remaining ancestral witches also launched their most violent force. Suddenly, the entire Sumeru Mountain was shaking, as if it was about to collapse under the heavy pressure!

"The power of faith, bless me!"

After a long roar, the sound of the Tao spread and resounded in the hearts of countless living beings in the West.

At this moment, the golden rain of light converged from all corners of the ancient west towards Mount Sumeru, and fell down, turning this place into a supreme pure land, extremely peaceful, with billions of auspiciousness, extremely astonishing.

"You dare to come to my west and run wild. Do you really think you are invincible?"
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