Chapter 193 Saint Killing Tribulation

I felt relieved. They used to become saints by establishing a religion and becoming saints by virtue.

But now they are going to follow the law to prove the truth, so the previous sect is not important. Just kill them.

On the contrary, they can practice with peace of mind.

The Taiqing Saint said slowly:

"Teacher, according to you, the final outcome between us and the Human King is still rooted in the Conferred God. Does that mean that one of Ji Fa and the Human King must die in the end?"

The other saints were also stunned, as if this was the truth.

I only saw Hongjun nodded and said:

"The cause of everything is the struggle between the kings of the human race. The Human King has most of the luck of the human race, but Ji Fa is not weak either. As long as one of them dies, the Conferred God will end, but if they don't die..."

The saints understood, and then this fight will continue.

"We must not let Ji Fa die."

At this moment, all the saints made up their minds that the current failure does not represent the final outcome.

As long as Ji Fa does not die, as long as we win the final victory.

Then the benefits to these saints will be huge.

"In that case, why not protect Jifa and send him to Zixiao Palace?"

However, Hongjun shook his head:

"No, the human race in the prehistoric world is the protagonist. Jifa is different from the human king. Once he leaves the prehistoric world, he will automatically cut off everything with the human race. I understand what you are thinking. Except for the human king, no creature can kill Jifa, not even Tongtian."

It was decisive, which confirmed that Jifa was the man of destiny and a man of great luck.

Only the human king can kill Jifa.

The saints nodded and understood.

"Teacher, then the second stage of the battle is..."

Yes, what will the second stage of the battle be?

In the first stage, the battle of the human king's turnaround was won.

The first stage of the battle was also an outbreak among the prehistoric creatures.

Now it is the second stage, what level will this battle be?

Hongjun glanced at Jieyin Zhunti and said unhappily:

"How stupid! You entered the calamity with the bodies of saints. The second stage is of course the saint killing calamity."

What the hell?

He took a breath of cold air.

The faces of the saints changed at once.

"Teacher, this saint killing calamity."

Jieyin Zhunti was scared.

Hongjun said:

"The saint killing calamity is second only to the three killing calamities in the prehistoric times. The fall of Nuwa has already told countless creatures that the first stage of the Conferred God Calamity has ended, and the second stage has begun, but it is still in the brewing stage."

Yes, a saint of the Heavenly Dao like Nuwa was completely killed.

How could it not be the saint killing calamity?

Suddenly, the saints felt creepy.

"Teacher, is it possible that the saints will really fall in this great calamity? Just like Sister Nuwa?"

All looked at Hongjun. This question was very important.

Hongjun sighed.

"What a sin, what a sin."

He was heartbroken. He wanted to train Nuwa as the next Taoist ancestor so that his plan of transcendence could be implemented smoothly.

But he was killed by the Human King with one sword.

Hongjun was so angry that he was about to go berserk.

It was impossible for Hongjun to wait until the infinite calamity was opened before he began to transcend. He had to leave the prehistoric world before the infinite calamity broke out.

This was also the reason why Hongjun would rather lose money than fight with the Human King.

Once the three killing calamities were triggered, Hongjun would be completely unable to transcend in advance.

But now it was disrupted by the Human King, and the prepared backhands were messed up.

A pair of eyes swept among the saints.

Hongjun thought of the new successor.

Then he said:

"The saint's killing calamity is of course a true fall, and the Heavenly Dao cannot be resurrected. You still have to practice well and prove the Dao as much as possible."

"Teacher, but will the Human King give me time?"

This is what is important.

Hongjun sneered and said:

"Zixiao Palace has taken over the chaos. As long as I don't want it, the human king will never be able to find you in his lifetime. If he can't find you, how can the saints' killing calamity continue?"

I understand. In this case, then practice well.

Hongjun looked at the disciples below, but his mind became serious.

The saints' killing calamity must be won no matter what, otherwise it is very likely to cause three killing calamities.

This is not what Hongjun wants to see.

From the depths of chaos, waves of mysterious laws and Tao rhymes came again.

Hongjun opened the altar and preached, all of which were the laws of proving the Tao.

The waves of Tao rhymes approached the prehistoric world.

However, it stopped at the thirty-three days.

At this moment, Nuwa Star also slowly burst out with a hotter light.

Faintly, it seemed to have life.

"Could it be that this, like the sun star, will give birth to a life?"

In the prehistoric world, Chaoge City, Emperor Xin looked at Nuwa Star above his head.

This made Emperor Xin feel bad.

"Could it be Nuwa's resurrection? It should be impossible. My sword killed Nuwa's soul, but why do I feel a faint breath of life?"

Is it really like the Sun Star in the past, giving birth to new life?

"No."

Suddenly, Emperor Xin looked again, and his two eyes turned into two lasers and shot straight at Nuwa Star.

But he still couldn't understand it for a long time.

But a bold guess came into Emperor Xin's mind.

"The Cauldron of Creation of the Universe is in this Nuwa Star? Just like the Chaos Bell turned into the East Emperor Bell?"

Emperor Xin was sure that the Qiankun Cauldron he had been searching for was on this Nuwa Star.

This really pissed off Emperor Xin.

Now he didn't dare to blow up Nuwa Star at all. Once it was blown up, the prehistoric world would lose its light.

Then Emperor Xin would be against the entire prehistoric world and would be rejected by it.

"Damn it, Hongjun, you really have a deep plan. Do you want to hold me back like this? It's impossible."

Looking at the sky, the scorching Nuwa Star was still emitting a fiery red light.

The hotter it was, the more irritated Emperor Xin felt.

"No, I will never let you succeed."

In a flash, Emperor Xin had an idea in his mind.

"Well, if that's the case, then I'll fulfill your wish."

A slight smile on his lips:

"Since you want to swallow it, then let you swallow it enough. Just don't regret it when the time comes."

Just when Emperor Xin made his decision.

Suddenly Wen Zhong hurried over.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Hmm? What's the matter?"

Emperor Xin sat on the dragon throne, and Wen Zhong said:

"Your Majesty, the Xiqi matter has been dealt with. All the saints' disciples have been killed. All the human races who have joined the saints' sect have been destroyed. Xiqi has all returned to the Shang Dynasty."

Emperor Xin did not change at all. All this was expected.

As early as the battle, the killing body had seen all this.

It can be said that most of the people of Xiqi were slaughtered, and there was really a river of blood.

For this, Emperor Xin also lost a lot of luck.

But even so, Emperor Xin did not regret it.

Some things should be done and must be done, and some things should be abandoned and must be abandoned.

"Well, you did a good job. You can make your own decisions on everything. Go down."

Waving his hand, Emperor Xin was ready to leave, but Wen Zhong did not move.

"Hmm? Is there anything else?"

I only heard Wen Zhong say:

"Your Majesty, there is indeed something, I hope Your Majesty will make a decision."

"Go ahead."

"Your Majesty, I don't know how to deal with Huang Feihu, Li Jing and others?"