Rewriting the Gods

With one finger, he broke the saint's magic power and killed the quasi-saint immortal!
An illusory spirit emerged from the body of the White Lotus Boy, flew towards Jiang Ziya, flew into the List of Gods which had not yet been opened, and disappeared.

For a moment, the entire prehistoric world was stunned, and everyone's eyes shifted from the saint Zhunti to Jiang Haofeng. If they were not mistaken, that human Haofeng had broken the saint's magic power and killed the White Lotus Boy?
All the immortals were astonished. They could kill a quasi-saint under the protection of the saint's magic power, and in front of the saint. Whether in terms of strength or courage, they were the top existences in the prehistoric world.

Of course, only the immortals with weaker cultivation had such thoughts. As for the quasi-saints and more powerful beings, their attention was no longer on the White Lotus Boy.

Everyone looked at Jiang Haofeng in front of them with surprise and doubt. The aura he exuded just now was totally unlike the aura that a quasi-saint could unleash.

Zhunti, who had just appeared, was also stunned. The smile on his face that seemed to be in control of everything froze, and he looked at Jiang Haofeng in front of him with shock and anger.

Why is this person's aura so powerful? His magical powers are not much weaker than mine.

Could it be that this human Haofeng has become a saint?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, it was rejected by Zhunti. It was impossible. If he really became a saint, how could his magic power be so weak?

What's more, Haofeng does not have the aura of a saint, only his magic power barely reaches the level of a saint.

At this time, Zhunti also came back to his senses from his previous surprise, even his anger was suppressed, and he returned to his previous calmness.

Looking at the Avenue of Time and Space that was vaguely visible on Jiang Haofeng's body, a gleam of light flashed in Zhunti's eyes. It was related to the Avenue of Time and Space, but the Avenue of Time and Space had not been broken through. It should be some kind of trick, not becoming a saint.

Thinking of this, Zhunti felt relieved immediately. After all, taking advantage is just taking advantage. It's okay to bully a quasi-saint, but it's not enough in front of a saint.

It's a pity for his well-behaved boy, but it's also good. With the boy's ability as a quasi-saint, he should be able to get a good position as a god, which gives him and his senior brother the opportunity to interfere in the Heavenly Court.

The teacher has spoken personally that the Three Realms in the future will definitely be ruled by Heaven, so being able to get a hand in Heaven in advance is considered good.

Blessings depend on disasters, and misfortunes depend on blessings.

It's okay to die, that's just right. If there are only those dozen Daluo demon gods and hundreds of Taiyi demon kings, it would be a bit difficult to suppress Haofeng.

Now that the boy has died here, the reason is sufficient, and even Nuwa can't say anything.

Hao Feng killed my boy and beheaded more than a hundred of my Western Religion's prospective disciples. I suppressed them for a kalpa, which was already an act of mercy.

Thinking of this, Zhunti smiled even more. Looking at Jiang Haofeng, whose aura was comparable to that of a saint, he said to himself:

It is a tricky thing for a quasi-saint to possess the magical powers of a saint, but it is also mysterious. If I can get it, my Western world will have one more magical method to reach the sky. This way, I can kill two birds with one stone!

"Haofeng, my boy came here with good intentions to capture the monsters and prevent them from killing people. It would be fine if you didn't show any gratitude, but why did you kill my boy?"

"How is such behavior different from that of a demon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the already mighty pressure from the saint surged like a tide, endless golden light illuminated the void, the entire world turned golden, and overwhelming pressure pressed down on Jiang Haofeng!

However, at this time, with the fusion of Jiang Haofeng's three bodies and nine corpses, the magic power in his body has truly reached the saint level. With the increase of magic power, the power of the Chaos Bell has also been strengthened.

Rays of mysterious yellow light shone on the Chaos Bell, blocking the overwhelming pressure from the saint in the void!
Looking at Zhunti who showed a different expression again in the void, Jiang Haofeng sneered:
"I've heard that the Western Saint Zhunti is the most shameless and is the best at making things up out of nothing and confusing right and wrong. He does evil things in the name of compassion!"

"When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation!"

"Western saints really have no shame!"

With the blessing of magic power, Jiang Haofeng's voice resounded throughout the three realms and was clearly heard by every immortal!

Although the voice was peaceful, the information contained in it exploded like thunder in the minds of the immortals in the three realms, and everyone's eyes were focused on the figure with the Chaos Bell above his head.

Cursing a saint in front of him is the first time such a thing has happened since saints existed in the ancient times.

Although this human Haofeng had extraordinary abilities and was known as the number one person under the saint, and he first defeated four quasi-saints and then killed a quasi-saint at the hands of a saint, but compared with what was happening in front of him, all the previous things were nothing.

There is always a reason for killing someone, but if you are disrespectful to a saint and bring shame upon him, there is only one way out, and that is death.

Saints and quasi-saints are people from completely different worlds. If you don’t become a saint, you will always be an ant.

As for what the human Haofeng did today, even if Saint Zhunti killed him, Saint Nuwa could not say anything.

As expected, upon hearing this, Zhunti's face in the void suddenly turned gloomy. As Zhunti's face changed, the situation in the Three Realms suddenly changed. Thunderbolts streaked across the sky and deafening thunder roared throughout the Three Realms. An indescribable atmosphere of oppression swept across the Three Realms, and the hearts of countless creatures in the Three Realms suddenly sank.

The world changes with one rage; this is the majesty of a saint!
For a moment, all the creatures in the prehistoric world showed shock on their faces, and this scene was deeply imprinted in the hearts of all creatures.

At the same time, when everyone was impressed by the saint's power, they couldn't help but feel pity for Haofeng of the human race, the first quasi-saint in the Three Realms.

What a pity, he should have become a famous master with great supernatural powers in the three realms. What a pity, what a pity!
"What an ignorant boy!"

Zhunti's mighty voice resounded through the void. There was no obvious anger in the voice, but it was filled with a heart-pounding cold murderous intent!
"I have relied on a little chance and do not know what the power of a saint is. Today, I will cut off the three flowers on your head, disperse the five energies in your chest, and suppress you under Mount Xumi for you to reflect on your mistakes!"

In the Wahuang Heaven, Nuwa looked down calmly with a hint of shock in her eyes. This was such a stimulation to Zhunti, it might not be resolved peacefully this time. Even if you had the method of the past and the future, it would be difficult for you to escape today.

But the next moment, Nuwa seemed to remember something and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. However, with your personality, you wouldn’t be so reckless.

Haofeng, you should have a new trump card.

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Shouyang Mountain, Palace of Morality!
A hint of surprise flashed across the calm eyes of Saint Taiqing, but that was all. After a moment, he returned to normal, looked at the departing Xuandu expressionlessly, and then slowly closed his eyes without any unnecessary movements!
No matter how the world turns upside down, it has nothing to do with me!

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Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly when he heard the words, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He is indeed a person who does not respect saints!

In any case, Zhunti is also a saint and a senior. He has no manners at all in front of his senior. Such a person, who is ignorant of destiny and etiquette, was suppressed under Mount Sumeru. It is his own fault!

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Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace!
Tongtian looked at the figure standing like a spear with the Chaos Bell on his head, his eyes full of admiration. Such a person should join our Jie Religion!
Unfortunately, his cultivation has reached a high level and he has already achieved the great path.

Tongtian Patriarch's face was full of regret. Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. No matter what, the cultivation has been completed. If you want to join my Jiejiao, you don't necessarily need to take me as your master.

In my Jiejiao sect, there is still no deputy leader.

I saved your life, and you come to my Jiejiao to be the deputy leader, you won't suffer any loss! As his thoughts fell, a faint sword intent emerged, and a green sword shadow appeared behind Tongtian Sect Leader. The long sword kept trembling, faintly revealing a look of expectation.

So what if the Two Saints of the West are in trouble? With the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, even the Three Saints are no match for them, let alone the Two Saints!
At the same time, on earth, above Mount Qishan!

As soon as Zhunti finished speaking, a golden divine pestle suddenly appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and waved it, and the divine pestle in his hand directly crossed the endless void and came to the top of Jiang Haofeng's head. The speed was so fast that even Jiang Haofeng didn't have time to react.

One could only vaguely sense a mysterious rhythm of Taoism, which turned out to be the law of cause and effect practiced by Zhunti!
Zhunti himself was cautious enough, and he didn't care about the opponent's skin. Although it was a saint fighting a quasi-saint, Zhunti was aware of the vast magic power in Jiang Haofeng's body, so he was on guard and attacked with all his strength.

Not only did he use all his strength to activate the saint's magic power, he also used the saint's Tao rhyme, and even activated the magic weapon in his hand.

The divine pestle that broke through the air was actually the blessed divine pestle, one of the three magic weapons in Zhunti's hand. It was originally the treasure that enabled Tongtian Sect Master to knock Kuiniu off the throne in time and space.

Although Tongtian alone took over the power of four saints and was taken advantage of by Zhunti, it is enough to illustrate the power of this magic weapon.

Fortunately, Jiang Haofeng remained alert the whole time. The moment he was about to make a move, he used all his strength to activate the Chaos Bell above his head!

At this moment, the original power of the innate treasure, the Book of All Things, completely erupted. Normally, even if Jiang Haofeng used the Book of All Things, he would not fully activate its origin. It would usually remain at the level of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure and would not exceed this limit.

After all, this level is enough. If it is stronger, it will be a bit eye-catching. Even if he had monopolized four quasi-saints before, Jiang Haofeng did not fully activate the origin of the Book of All Things.

But facing the saint at this time, it is naturally impossible to hold back again. Even though he only imitated two points of the Chaos Bell's Dao rhyme, but with the blessing of sufficient original power, the Chaos Bell above his head already has half the power of the real Chaos Bell!
when!
The Chaos Bell vibrated, the universe between heaven and earth changed, time and space stagnated, and under the Chaos Bell, it seemed as if it had become an absolute pure land, completely isolated from the primitive world.

Both in terms of time and space, it is isolated from the primitive world.

In an instant, the terrifying holy power that had been overwhelming in the void completely disappeared. The golden light in the distance was still captivating, but there seemed to be a dimension between the two, and it was impossible for it to hit him.

This is one of the abilities of the Chaos Clock. The Chaos Clock can control time and space, so it can naturally do all this easily.

However, in the void, Zhunti, who was watching all this, sneered, "You are indeed an ignorant child. You want to use this fake Chaos Bell to stop me. You underestimate me too much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious rhyme of cause and effect arose, and a sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart, and Jiang Haofeng's face darkened slightly.

The next moment, the blessed divine pestle jumped along the line of cause and effect from the ancient time and space to the time and space cut out by Jiang Haofeng, and the mighty pressure of the saint swept over again!

The blessed divine pestle smashed heavily on the Chaos Bell, causing the entire Chaos Bell to vibrate violently and the mysterious yellow light flowing on it shattered instantly.

At the same time, as the Chaos Bell vibrated, a tremendous force swept out, once again offsetting part of the power on the Blessing Divine Pestle and barely blocking the Blessing Divine Pestle.

This is the mystery of the Chaos Bell, and also one of the benefits of all magical bells. If the Chaos Bell cannot be smashed in one blow, the vibration of the bell will return the power in the form of sound waves.

Obviously, with some of the Chaos Bell's rhyme and the support of the complete innate treasure's original power, the current Chaos Bell cannot be broken by the blessed divine pestle.

Even if the person using this top-grade innate spiritual treasure is a saint!

Jiang Haofeng breathed a sigh of relief. The Twelve Heavenly Evil God Formation was not deployed immediately. His three bodies and nine corpses were within his body, and the formation could be formed with just a thought.

However, it is not easy to meet a saint, so it would be nice to try out the power of the Book of All Things.

It was just as he thought. He could block the attack of the saint, but it was very difficult.

After taking a strong blow from Zhunti, the Chaos Bell did not break, but the spiritual light on it dimmed to the extreme and could no longer maintain this independent space and time. Jiang Haofeng returned to the primitive world again.

Seeing this, Zhunti showed a trace of disdain on his face, "Taking shortcuts is always taking shortcuts, and if you don't become a saint, you will always be an ant!"

"Haofeng, follow me back to Mount Xumi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a colorful light rose behind Zhunti, and a colorful sacred tree bathed in endless golden light stood in the void.

It is the treasure of the Taoist Cundi’s enlightenment - the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree!
Although this is still a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, as a treasure for proving the Tao, the power of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in the hands of Zhunti is far stronger than the blessed divine pestle!

As Zhunti's mind moved, a colorful light streaked across the void and enveloped Jiang Haofeng.

In the original time and space, Zhunti subdued Kong Xuan in this way, but Jiang Haofeng is not Kong Xuan!

As the mighty colorful light fell, there was no fear or worry in Jiang Haofeng's eyes, only expectation!
After deducing for so long, I can finally give it a try today!

The next moment, eleven streams of light poured out from Jiang Haofeng's body. They were Jiang Haofeng's two bodies and nine corpses. Together with his original body, a total of twelve people formed a circle.

Seeing this scene, all the immortals in the prehistoric world were stunned. What is this, the Three Corpses?
No, aren’t there only three Three Corpses? Why are there so many?

In the Biyou Palace, Tongtian, who was just about to take action, was stunned and sat back down again.

Above Mount Qishan, Jiang Haofeng’s three bodies and nine corpses appeared in the prehistoric world for the first time, appearing in the eyes of the immortals of the three realms.

The next moment, the auras of the twelve people, twelve completely different but common avenues of power, rose up!

The moment they saw this scene, the eyes of countless immortals in the Three Realms widened instantly, and a horrifying thought arose in everyone's mind.

Even the saints' faces changed drastically!
Deep in the reincarnation of the underworld, a figure stared blankly at the void, two lines of tears silently flowing across his face.

As expected, under the attention of everyone, the twelve great ways of power rose up and merged into one in the void. As the twelve great ways merged, a brand new rhythm of power rose up.

Compared to before, this new avenue of power has completely undergone a qualitative change!
The moment this Dao rhyme appeared, the entire world shook instantly, and a powerful Dao rhyme of force rose up, even overwhelming Zhunti's cause and effect path.

In the void, Jiang Haofeng's three bodies and nine corpses had long disappeared without a trace, and instead, a burly figure stood in the void!

It was Pangu's Dharma body, but this Pangu Dharma God was somewhat different from the Pangu Dharma God summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches. His face vaguely resembled Jiang Haofeng.

It doesn't look like Pangu's Dharmakaya, but more like the fusion Dharmakaya of Pangu and Jiang Haofeng.

At the same time, as Jiang Haofeng changed, the Chaos Bell in the void flashed and turned into a large axe, falling into the hands of the Dharmakaya! (End of this chapter)