My Three Realms Red Envelope Group

Chapter 1162 Sage shot
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"Eight Thunder Gods!"

"Male and female double whips!"

Wen Zhong yelled loudly, and the eight gods of thunder under his command unleashed their strength together, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, roaring to the sky.

The male and female double whips turned into two flood dragons, flew into the air, roared and fought against the peerless and terrifying magic knife.

But all of these are useless!

Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, and several Daluo Jinxians, were easily destroyed like rotten wood under the demonic power of the Demon Emperor.

This magic power alone overwhelmed all the heavenly soldiers, and the weak ones exploded on the spot, leaving no bones left.

The heavenly generals with a slightly stronger cultivation base were also eroded by the magic book, their souls were shaken, and they lost the power to resist, so they could only be slaughtered by others.

Before the magic knife really fell, the army of the heavenly court had already collapsed, and it was useless.

"not good!"

In the prehistoric world, Patriarch Hongjun was meditating with his eyes closed, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he took a step forward and appeared near the chaotic crack.

Then, with one palm emptying, an invisible mighty force was generated out of thin air, sweeping across the sky mightily, and the monstrous devilish energy was blown away by the wind.

He is in harmony with the sky, and the entire prehistoric world is within his monitoring range.

When the Demon Emperor came in person, it would naturally attract his attention.

The prehistoric world is boundless, but he fits the Dao with his body, and he can reach all places in the prehistoric world in an instant.

A big hand appeared, facing the magic knife.

On the big hand, one after another ancient lines are clearly visible, with the power of the prehistoric, mighty, surging, and powerful.

In an instant, resist the magic knife so that it cannot fall.

The magic knife is sharp and sharp, but it is difficult to fall, but it is gradually raised.

At the same time, with a wave of Ancestor Hongjun's sleeve, an invisible mighty force spread out, like a wall of iron and steel, covering the heavenly soldiers and generals.

"Magic Emperor?"

Ancestor Hongjun's face was gloomy, and he stared at the magic knife. From the magic knife, he saw the monstrous magic power, which is definitely not something ordinary demons can do.

"Haha, as long as you know!"

The Demon King laughed, and changed back to the Demon King, "You heavenly soldiers and generals are really weak. Tens of thousands of the Demon King's magic sword have died before it falls. If it falls, they won't be completely wiped out!"

Ancestor Hongjun snorted coldly: "What kind of skill is it to bully the small with the big?"

As he said that, he suddenly stretched out a finger and pressed it towards the place where the demons gathered outside the sky.

"Since we're here, we can't go back empty-handed, so let's use you to appease the wrath of this sage!"

hum!
With a single finger, it was as if a piece of sky was pressed down, the incomparably powerful body of the demon collapsed like glass, and the flesh and blood exploded in an instant.

"Ancestor Hongjun, are you competing to kill people?"

The Demon King was furious, "If that's the case, let's see who kills faster!"

"The Wrath of the Demon Emperor! Destroy!"

The Demon King made a bold move, and a claw crushed down like a dark cloud cover, covering the territory of thousands of miles in an instant, and he wanted to completely destroy this prehistoric world.

"Master Demon Emperor!"

The voice of the surviving Heavenly Demon trembled, terrified to the extreme.

This action of defeating the Demon Emperor is completely an indiscriminate attack. Does it disregard their life and death?
"Ancestor help!"

The heavenly soldiers and generals were even more terrified, and the shadow of death completely occupied their hearts.

The majesty of the Demon Emperor was too terrifying, making them feel like ants.

Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, Tota Heavenly King, Nezha, Wen Zhong and other Daluo Jinxians also changed their complexions drastically, feeling that death is so close.

"My world, how can you wait for the Demon Emperor to be presumptuous!"

Ancestor Hongjun looked solemn, and shouted in a deep voice:
"The universe is prehistoric, Dao travels in all directions, with the power of the prehistoric, suppress!"

A wind suddenly blew up in the prehistoric world, and a tornado appeared out of thin air in front of Ancestor Hongjun's eyes, and then, like a mixer, it spun and swept towards the dark cloud.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, visible to the naked eye, forming an incomparably powerful wind column, and the power of the prehistoric floods in.

This tornado possesses the power to destroy humanity. Wherever it passes, all blocking forces will be destroyed.

The Demon King failed to get what he wanted, so he was furious, "You can't stop me!"

"Magic book, help me!"

The Demon King of the Demon Book smiled and said, "That's natural, killing a saint is an extraordinary feat."

As he spoke, he turned into a magic book, releasing endless magic patterns while spinning, full of murderous aura,
Patriarch Hongjun shouted:

"Wait back."

With a wave of his sleeve, Sun Wukong and Nezha and other gods and heavenly soldiers and generals were all moved one hundred thousand miles away, so they were temporarily safe.

"Come on, let me see how powerful the Demon Emperor is."

Ancestor Hongjun snorted coldly, in this prehistoric world, he was invincible, he seemed to be alone, but in fact the whole prehistoric world was fighting with him.

war!
war!
war!
The sky is dim and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark, and all directions are trembling. This is the power of a saint.

The battle between the saints is definitely not a short-term victory or defeat. The power is too powerful, resulting in no one within ten thousand miles near the chaotic rift.

I dare not stay here any longer.

The prestige of a saint, the prestige of a demon emperor, even if they don't do it themselves, just the remaining prestige leaked is enough to wipe out most of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

However, when the three saints and demon emperors were fighting fiercely, a small number of surviving demons from the outer space took advantage of the chaos to escape, and there were many demons among them.

Although Hongjun Patriarch was strong, he had no time to take care of one against two, so he had to let them go.

Not to mention the fierce battle between the ancestor Hongjun and the two demon kings, but the gods such as Sun Wukong and Tota Tianwang Wenzhong were moved by the ancestor Hongjun one hundred thousand miles away.

"I didn't expect that the other party would directly dispatch the Demon Emperor. If the ancestor hadn't come in person, I'm afraid the whole army would be wiped out!"

Wen Zhong's face was gloomy, and he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

"Is there any problem for the ancestor to fight one against two?"

King Tota asked.

"It should be... not good! After all, the ancestor is a holy man of the right way. He is invincible. Who can do anything to him?"

Wen Zhong analyzed.

Sun Wukong was very discouraged.

"Old grandson, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, can't imagine that there is such a big gap with the real saint. He is not the enemy of the Demon Emperor. How can he face himself in the Three Realms in the future?!"

The Bull Demon King smiled wryly and said, "I'm not as good as you, I'm about to vomit all my blood!"

Nezha suddenly said: "I don't know what state the group leader's father is in now, can he catch up with the final battle?"

All the gods were silent.

The Chosen One!
It is said that he is the ultimate hope of the Three Realms, but what the specific realm is, they who have never been to the mortal world, cannot know for the time being.

"Let's not talk about this, please report the situation here to the Jade Emperor, and ask the Jade Emperor and the saints to make a decision."

Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, looked at the Linglong Pagoda in his hand, feeling distressed.

The innate magic weapon presented by Yuanshi Tianzun can't withstand the power of the Demon Emperor. Is the magic weapon too weak, or the Demon Emperor too terrifying?
"Who will report back?"

Wen Zhong asked.

"I!"

"I!"

Monkey King and Nezha spoke in unison.

Sun Wukong: "I do somersaults one hundred and eight thousand miles away. I am fast. I can go and go back quickly. Don't rob me, Nezha!"

Nezha: "I just want to go back and grab a red envelope, can't I?"

(End of this chapter)