At this moment, Hongjun Daozu descended to the three realms, not for anything else, but for Jiang Chen.

However, his appearance unexpectedly attracted the attention of the Demon Ancestor Luohu.

In an instant, Luohu was furious, and his sanity was covered with anger.

The magic spear condensed in his hand was originally about to attack Jiang Chen, but the spear head of the spear was turned around the moment Hongjun Daozu appeared.

"Old thief Hongjun, you dare to appear in front of me, I want you to die!"

The Demon Ancestor Luohu shouted violently, and the Mie Tian attack exploded and shot towards Hongjun Daozu.

A spear is like a dragon, destroying the world.

This blow is enough to destroy any strong person in the three realms.

Even ordinary saints must be careful when facing this move.

However, the target of this shot is one of the strongest people between heaven and earth, the saint of heaven and Hongjun Daozu!

The moment the spear shot, Hongjun's eyes turned and looked at this magic secret technique.

The spear is like a dragon, and it drives straight in.

However, when the spear arrived in front of Hongjun Daozu's eyes, it was less than ten feet away, it suddenly stopped.

At this moment, it seems that time and space are still.

"Rahu?"

As soon as Hongjun opened his mouth, the sound was like a bell and rolling thunder, sweeping towards all directions.

Almost in an instant, the spear of infinite power was quietly annihilated in the stillness, without any slight wave.

To do all this, Hongjun Daozu only needs one look.

The next moment, Hongjun's eyes narrowed and locked on the demon ancestor Luohu.

In an instant, Luohu felt an invisible hand imprisoning it, and his body and limbs were as if they were injected with lead, making it difficult to move at all.

And, a depressing suffocation came.

"In the early disaster period of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the moment you lose to me, you are destined to never turn over."

"No matter whether you set up a demon clan outside the heaven, wait for a few disasters, and make a plan that you think is perfect, all of this is like a naughty boy playing house in my eyes."

"I see your every move, and the reason why I don't move you is that I don't want to attack you."

"Rahu, do you know that the gap between you and me is so big now?"

Hongjun Daozu's voice was loud and resounded throughout the sky.

Although these words were true, they were a complete provocation to Luohu.

He looked at Hongjun Daozu coldly, his eyes becoming more and more ferocious.

"You old thief, you won me by luck. What qualifications are you qualified to preach here now!"

"Old thief, if you have the ability, it is best to kill me. If you don't kill me, you will never let you go until the day when I kill myself to prove the truth!"

The demon ancestor Luohu shouted angrily.

Hearing this, Hongjun Daozu's eyes narrowed.

"In my eyes, you are not an opponent at all. Even if you want to achieve enlightenment by killing, as long as you are within the laws of heaven, it is understandable. Now you are disrespectful to the laws of heaven and the laws of heaven are difficult to tolerate, so you should kill!"

Hongjun had a expressionless face and fell a palm at the demon ancestor Luohu.

At that moment, the world was turbulent and the sun and the moon were gone.

The entire three realms were shaking and trembling under this palm.

Facing this palm, a strong man as strong as Luohu who was transcending the three realms was helpless and destroyed.

Indeed, Luohu was annihilated.

Whether it is the power of the devil or the law of killing, it is ultimately impossible to resist the palm condensed by Hongjun's will of the heavenly way.

The ancestor of the Demonic Taoism, the famous Demonic Taoism, Luohu, was a powerful man who almost brought disaster to the three realms. In front of the Taoism of the Hongjun, he was quietly annihilated.

This is the weight of the saint of the Heavenly Way. Killing Luohu is like crushing an ant to death.

Poor Luohu, he carefully arranged a plan for revival for several disasters. He hated his enemies for billions of years and never even took him seriously.

This is the irony for him.

The Demon Ancestor Luohu was defeated, and a generation of heroes was not defeated tragic, but was silent and even a bit ridiculous.

The moment Luohu died, on the Lingshan battlefield, millions of demon puppets lost their vitality and fell to the ground without moving.

The Liu'er Mihou, who was fighting with Sun Wukong, suddenly trembled, and the rolling waves of demons dissipated from his body. He fell directly to the ground as if he had been taken away.

In such a huge battlefield, the only one who was left in the entire demon clan was Mo Luo Wutian.

Faced with this situation, Wutian knew that he was unable to turn the world back, so he had to explode and die and follow Luohu.

With the fall of Moluo Wutian, the demons outside the sky came to an end and officially withdrew from the stage of heaven and earth.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the legendary saint of heaven.

Hongjun Daozu personally descended to the three realms and took action to deal with the demon ancestor Luohu. Such actions made everyone puzzled.

This approach is by no means the style of Hongjun Daozu.

And Hongjun Daozu did not seem to be coming for Luohu, but Luohu was killed and solved by Hongjun.

"The goal of Taoist Ancestor is Jiang Chen!"

"Jiang Chen seems to be using the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Array, and cooperate with the Chaos Bell to prove the Tao with force and achieve the realm of a saint."

"The Taoist Ancestor just said that even if Luohu wants to achieve enlightenment by killing, as long as he is within the heavenly way, he will not interfere more. But why did Jiang Chen use his strength to achieve enlightenment, but the Taoist Ancestor should stop him?"

At this moment, everyone was nervously looking at this scene.

Facing this saint who represents the way of heaven, no one dares to stop him.

"The abnormal numbers of heaven should not exist."

Hongjun Daozu's eyes sank, and he slapped his palm in the direction of the Twelve Du Tian Shenxian Formation.

A seemingly casual palm is the condensation of the will of the Heavenly Way.

The demon ancestor Luohu fell under this palm.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Chen was about to end up with Luohu, a figure wearing a green Taoist robe appeared out of thin air.

Hongjun's palm fell in front of the man, and it was like a rock sinking into the sea without any sensation.

"Hongjun, if you do this, you will break the rules of the game between you and me."

The Taoist in Qingyi said calmly.

Seeing this, Hongjun's eyes narrowed.

"Yangmei Zhenren, you should know the reason why I did this. If this abnormal number is not eliminated, it will cause chaos in the world!"

"At this time, I should follow the will of the heavenly way and kill extraordinary numbers to prevent the chaotic gods and demons from coming to the world!"

Hongjun Daozu said coldly.

His words just now also revealed the identity of this Taoist in Qingyi. He was one of the great saints of the prehistoric world. During the first tribulation of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, he fought against Luohu with Hongjun, and was a survivor under the Zhuxian Sword Formation - Yangmei Zhenren.

When Yangmei Zhenren heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.

"The will of heaven? Haha, the demon ancestor Luohu wants to prove the truth by killing, which is extremely cruel. You don't care about it and claim to be in the way of heaven. Jiang Chen's ancient path is warm and has saved the people from water and fire many times, and proved the truth with strength. One does not harm the harmony of heaven, and the other does not violate morality, but you say that the will of heaven will destroy Jiang Chen."

"The way of heaven is so unfair, what's the use of it!"

The true man Yangmei's eyes were firm, and he was still neither humble nor arrogant when facing Hongjun Daozu.

"Yan Mei Zhenren, are you going to be an enemy of the way of heaven?"

Hongjun Daozu said in a deep voice.

The real person raised an eyebrow and smiled indifferently.

"You are the only one I want to stop you!"

After saying that, the palm of the Yangmei Zhenren flipped, and a white lotus platform emitting a faint light appeared.

The Taoist Dharma is clear and delicate, and the flowers bloom in the twenty-fourth grade.

This is exactly what Hongjun Daozu dreamed of, the twenty-fourth grade Qingwei White Lotus!

At the moment when the Qingwei White Lotus emerged, a trace of firmness flashed in the eyes of the real person Yangmei.

"Hongjun, tell me, will Tiandao... be defeated?"
Chapter completed!