Honghuang: Deceiving the Heavenly Demon Lotus, starting with deceiving the Western Church

Chapter 147 Ling Xiao comes out of retreat and leads people to Wahuang Heaven

After doing these things, Ling Xiao transformed himself into a white-bearded old man and led everyone out of the western land.

It's all about deception!!

Only through deception and trickery can one improve one’s understanding of the two avenues and become stronger!
Ling Xiao decided that he could only temporarily put up with Jie Yin, Zhunti, Nuwa who liked him, Hou Tu and Xuan Ming.

"Letting everyone know that I'm dead is also a deception."

"And how much can you gain in the end by deceiving so many people?"

Ling Xiao felt the pressure on his shoulders was particularly great. He was not responsible for just one person's life or death, but the three innate tribes, the two lich tribes, and all the people who followed him.

This overwhelming pressure made him extremely eager to become stronger!

Because Hongjun and Tiandao are too terrifying...

Even though his follower was the Heaven-Defying Demon Lotus, he still found it difficult to move forward.

This is to change the fate of all the sentient beings who follow him, as well as himself!

This is something that goes against the will of heaven!!

When Ling Xiao transformed into a white-bearded old man and descended to the Nuwa Heaven, the army assembled by Nuwa was already ready.

Ling Xiao stood in the void and looked down.

The two races of wizards and liches are now as close as brothers.

The three innate tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn are also among the army.

With the arrival of Ling Xiao, everyone looked over and saw behind him, a thousand Sub-Saint Tenth Level cultivators, all of them were filled with shock.

One thousand sub-saints of the tenth level?

Everyone was shocked!!

Many innate divine beings were speechless.

Each of those one thousand figures was infinitely close to a Heavenly Saint.

horrible! !

In the ancient times, when did such a terrifying force appear?

For a moment, everyone's heart was shaken and their eyes were filled with anxiety.

Nuwa was nervous and said, "Everyone be careful, it must be sent by Hongjun."

Countless people were shocked again.

Think about it carefully, who can mobilize a thousand monks at the tenth level of sub-sainthood?

Taoist Hongjun...

He is still the Taoist Patriarch after all!!
They haven't even reached Zixiao Palace yet, and everyone feels an extreme sense of oppression and despair!
Nuwa, Houtu, and Xuanming, the three goddesses who were most fanatically in love with Lingxiao, did not retreat despite the endless pressure.

And Jie Yin Zhunti also did not show any fear.

The two of them are already great saints.

But no one expected that Hongjun could mobilize so many powerful people to appear together.

Hongjun, you are unfathomable!

"What about Daozu's trump card?" Di Jiang took a step forward, shredded the space, and said domineeringly: "My Wu clan is fearless!"

Suddenly, the eleven ancient witches behind him came forward together.

The witch clan doesn’t know how to write the word “fear”.

As for the demon clan, the word arrogance was written all over their faces, and they never showed any fear.

However, even so, everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

After all, the strength of these mysterious people is obvious.

In the chaos outside the domain, in the Yangmei Taoist Palace, Yangmei and Luohu opened their Dharma eyes at the same time and stared at everything that happened in Wahuangtian.

They also couldn't see through that the white-bearded old man was transformed by Ling Xiao.

The two were extremely surprised.

There are so many powerful beings in the world?

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, Laozi, Yuanshi, Randeng, Kunpeng and others were all waiting for the alliance army to invade the chaos, and were also paying attention to the movements of Wahuangtian.

The scene of the white-bearded old man and a thousand strong men arriving at Wahuangtian was seen clearly by everyone.

"Who are they?" Hongjun sat cross-legged with his pupils contracted.

Taiqing and Yuanshi shook their heads without saying anything. They inexplicably felt a sense of worry in their hearts, which was extremely bad.

Kunpeng and Randeng have now joined Taiqing and Yuanshi, so they followed them to Zixiao Palace.

Haotian and Yaochi have now been forcibly promoted to the tenth level of sub-saint realm by Hongjun, and their strength has also greatly increased.

"Humph!"

"Whoever provokes me deserves death."

Hongjun sneered, then closed his eyes and waited for his good disciple Nuwa to come with the army.

He is a cultivator at the sixth level of the Hedao realm. It can be said that he is invincible regardless of the prehistoric times or the chaos.

And with the blessing of the will of heaven, his fighting power is even more terrifying.

at the same time.

Wa Huangtian.

In front of the palace gate, a white-bearded old man slowly landed from the sky, walked straight to the coffin made of the Fusang tree, and looked at the figure inside.

Nuwa and many other people with great supernatural powers, as if facing a formidable enemy, transformed themselves into lights and surrounded Lingxiao.

The one thousand quasi-saint monks stood in the square in front of the Queen Wa Palace, waiting for Ling Xiao's orders.

Ling Xiao was looking at himself lying in the coffin at this moment. He felt this scene was extremely weird.

The body that was shattered by Hongjun's two punches that year was all a false appearance. He was the incarnation of the Heavenly Demon Lotus, which could deceive heaven and earth.

And the body in the coffin is just a replica of himself using the divine soil.

"My fellow Taoist, who are you?"

Nuwa looked unfriendly at the old man in front of her with white hair and beard, and a fairy-like temperament.

Ling Xiao turned around and looked at her. He had already raised the power of his own realm to the tenth level of sub-saint, but this was just an illusion.

"Who killed my young master?"

The moment the words fell, overwhelming rage filled the Wahuangtian, surging endlessly.

As Ling Xiao finished speaking, everyone was stunned.

Nuwa looked at the person in the coffin, her eyes filled with more and more surprise, and she thought to herself, "Who... are you?"

For a moment, Hou Tu, Xuan Ming, Di Jiang, and many other powerful people all looked at Ling Xiao in the coffin with expressions filled with surprise.

"What, the young master was killed?"

One thousand sub-saint realm figures, including the Willow God and the Emperor Huang Tian, ​​walked out with anger in their eyes, came to the coffin and stared at the person in the coffin.

Immediately, the pressure from the two of them spread in all directions.

Swish!
The cries of grief and indignation echoed throughout the Heaven of Wa.

Many powerful people, led by Nuwa, were at a loss. Then they saw thousands of powerful people kneeling in front of the coffin, crying loudly.

Everyone was confused!

In the chaos, Luo Hou and Yang Mei also opened their mouths wide. Yang Mei looked at Luo Hou and asked, "What is the background of that kid?"

Luo Hou felt his mouth dry and said, "I can't imagine how so many sub-saint peak monks could be so angry and sad!"

In Zixiao Palace, everyone, led by Hongjun, looked increasingly gloomy.

Things were developing in a way that was not favorable to them.

However, Hongjun was just surprised. He comforted everyone and said, "It's not a big problem. The advantage is mine."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Daozu said that it is not a big problem, so it is definitely not a big problem.

In the Wa Palace.

At this moment, the attention of all living beings is focused on him.

"May I ask, fellow Taoist, who is this person?"

Nuwa clasped her hands together and saluted the old man in front of her who looked like an immortal.

The next moment, Emperor Huang Tian was seen kneeling in front of the coffin, kowtowed solemnly, then stood up and said: "It doesn't matter who it is. What matters is that if the young master's parents knew about this, Honghuang would no longer exist."

(End of this chapter)