Chapter 214 Sun Wukong: Eight Rings, what is the ancestral witch?

Thinking of this, Guanyin couldn't express her pain. She originally wanted to take Emperor Zixuan away, but now it seems that not to mention taking her away, whether she can still live is one thing.

Guanyin doesn't think Ran Deng can protect herself.

After all, Guanyin knew best who Ran Deng was. It was Ran Deng who had tricked them into defecting to the Western religion.

"Randeng." Xuan Ming looked at Randeng, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, and a terrifying aura blooming on his body, overwhelming the nine heavens and ten earths.

Cracks appeared on the golden body of the burning lamp.

Ran Deng's pupils shrank, looking at the cracks appearing on his body, he looked at Xuan Ming with horror in his eyes.

He didn't expect Xuan Ming to be so strong. He could make his golden body crack with just his own aura. To be fair, Ran Deng thought that Xuan Ming would be at the peak of a saint at best.

But now it seems that Xuan Ming has stepped out of the realm of quasi-sage.

"You've taken that step." Ran Deng said with some shock.

"Not yet." Xuan Ming said lightly, looking at Ran Deng.

Although Xuan Ming has not yet stepped into the Hunyuan realm, he has half a foot in that realm.

It belongs to the sub-sage realm, a special realm above the standard and below the saint.

If I have to make a generalization, it is also the realm of quasi-sage, but it is beyond the scope of quasi-sage.

Ran Deng looked at Xuan Ming with a complicated expression.

Taking that step means that there is hope to achieve Hunyuan, unlike them, who will never be able to take that step.

Unless Hongmeng Purple Qi is found, it is basically impossible.

Who is the strongest person below the saints among those who follow the path of cultivating immortals? Some may say it is Zhen Yuanzi, some may say it is Kunpeng, or even Haotian and Tathagata.

But the older generation all know that there is no single strongest person among saints, and that is Styx! !

Minghe is the strongest person among the saints on the path to immortality. There is no one, not even Zhen Yuanzi.

Although Zhen Yuanzi is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, he is still inferior compared to Styx.

As for why?

When Styx created the Asura clan and established the Asura Sect, he is now the master of the Asura Path among the Six Paths. Although he is not a sub-sage, he is better than a sub-sage.

Without the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Styx has reached the limit of the realm of immortal cultivation.

The next step is to become a saint.

It's a pity that without Hongmeng Purple Qi, even Styx cannot break through.

Therefore, on the path of cultivating immortality, Styx can be said to be one of the strongest beings among the well-deserved saints.

Ran Deng knew that Xuan Ming did not follow the path of cultivating immortals.

Originally, the Witch Clan had no path. They relied entirely on their own bloodline training to understand the laws of magical powers. This was the path of the Witch Clan.

But later the saint Di Fang was born, and the Wu Clan had a specific training system.

Now that Xuan Ming has already bought half of his foot into the realm of Hunyuan, how could this not frighten Ran Deng.

"Let's forget about this matter this time." Xuan Ming said lightly.

Ran Deng nodded without saying too many words. It was very clear that Guanyin's actions, if applied in the past, would have been dead.

But now, although Guanyin has injured her origin, she is still alive, which is already a good thing. If it had been in the past, Guanyin would have died now.

Xuan Ming looked at Emperor Zixuan.

Di Zixuan thought of Xuan Ming a little naively and said, "Mother!!!"

"Come on, I usually tell you to practice hard, but you don't believe it. You are better now." Xuan Ming lifted Di Zixuan's ears angrily.

Then Emperor Zixuan and all of Emperor Zixuan's subordinates were taken away.

Ran Deng glanced at Guanyin, and then sighed: "Go back and practice hard, and you can still cultivate your true nature."

Guanyin's face looked a little ugly as she said this. But how long does this take?

We must know whether this is the origin of Da Luo, or whether it was injured by a sub-sage. Although it was only caused by the murderous intention of this sub-sage, it is not easy to repair it.

But it was a good thing that he didn't die, so although Guanyin looked ugly, he didn't say anything.

Chaos Island.

Di Fang looked at Guanyin who suffered a loss with a smile on his face, but the matter ended there, even though Guanyin was greedy and wanted to catch Di Zixuan.

But wasn't the cause of this incident because Emperor Zixuan went to arrest the four masters and disciples of Tang Seng first?

Therefore, the Emperor has no intention of continuing to pursue this matter.

Xuan Ming's side.

Di Zixuan curiously followed Xuan Ming to the ancestral land of the Wu clan.

"Mother, where are we?" Di Zixuan looked around curiously. The ancient bronze hall had a wild atmosphere.

"This is the underworld where my mother used to live." Xuan Ming looked at the bronze hall with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, where the twelve ancestral witches of the past and present gathered together.

Today, only Xuan Ming is left among the twelve ancestral witches. It is not known when the remaining ancestral witches will be revived.

Emperor Zixuan looked at Pangu Palace curiously.

In the Pangu Palace, everything around me seemed so novel, but also felt a little familiar.

Xuan Ming looked at Emperor Zixuan with a slightly different expression in his eyes.

Divine light gradually appeared on Di Zixuan's body.

"Mom, what's wrong with me? Why am I a little sleepy." Di Zixuan yawned and came to Xuan Ming's side, with a hazy look in her eyes, and she leaned into Xuan Ming's arms.

Xuan Ming looked at the sleeping Emperor Zixuan and couldn't help but shook his head.

Looking at Emperor Zixuan, Xuan Ming couldn't help but smile. Emperor Zixuan fell asleep because the blood in her body began to awaken.

As the heir conceived by Xuan Ming.

Emperor Zixuan not only has the blood of the emperor in her body, but also the blood of the Wu clan, and now she has arrived in the Pangu Hall.

Under the guidance of the Qi of the main hall, the blood in Emperor Zixuan's body began to revive and awaken.

That's why he fell into a deep sleep. Emperor Zixuan's bloodline was not extraordinary. She had the bloodline of the emperor's saint and the bloodline of the ancestral witch.

Don't think that the blood of a saint will definitely be stronger than the blood of an ancestral witch.

Although the realm is different, the bloodline of the ancestral witch has never been weak.

The witch blood in Di Zixuan's body was not stimulated before she truly awakened. You must know that she was conceived by Xuan Ming himself.

Now he has perfectly inherited the bloodline of the ancestral witch, who evolved from the essence and blood of Pangu.

In terms of bloodline, no one in the entire prehistoric era can be higher than the Witch Clan.

Now that Emperor Zixuan's own bloodline has recovered, it is also a good thing for Emperor Zixuan.

There are two flowers blooming, one on each side, on the side of Tang Monk and his disciples.

After Tang Seng and his disciples left the barren mountain, they continued on the road.

Night falls.

When Sun Wukong was watching the night, he looked at the stars in the sky with a hint of heaviness in his eyes. Guanyin's performance during the day made Sun Wukong know something at a higher level.

The enemy's killing thoughts can be shattered. In Sun Wukong's view, Guanyin's physical body is almost an enemy, and even its origin has been severely damaged.

This is something Sun Wukong can't imagine. He can't imagine why this kind of thing happens to Guanyin.

Looking at his hands, Sun Wukong became more and more confused.

I originally thought that I had touched the ceiling of this world, but now it seems that it is still too early for him to touch the ceiling of this world?

At least it's not within his reach now.

Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Bajie.

He remembered that Zhu Bajie had always said that he was a general in heaven. This guy could be considered a second-generation man with a well-established talent, and he must know a lot.

Sun Wukong woke up Zhu Bajie and put up a sound barrier.

"Bajie, Bajie, wake up!!" Sun Wukong said, thinking of Zhu Bajie.

"Brother Monkey, what's the matter?" Zhu Bajie said, thinking about Sun Wukong in a daze.

"Why don't you sleep at this late hour?" Zhu Bajie sat up reluctantly.

"Bajie, I, Old Sun, want to know something." Sun Wukong said, thinking about Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie looked at Sun Wukong with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Sun Wukong continued: "What is the ancestral witch today? Who is it?"

After hearing Sun Wukong's words, Zhu Bajie suddenly woke up.