Chapter 1729: Laws become holy, Chaos captures Kunpeng
Blessed by the power of many laws.
The power of these curses has been amplified to the extreme.
Not long after.
The two demon emperors were lying on the ground, trembling like chaff, their faces were blue, their eyelids were white, but they were cursed and were unable to survive or die!
Compared with these curses, the so-called life and death talisman in the mortal world can only be regarded as a firefly compared to a bright moon! The two are not at the same level at all!
The Demon Emperor's cultivation level is far inferior to that of Ding Ling.
Another curse erodes.
after a while.
It's completely submissive.
Under Ding Ling's use of various curse powers and the troubles of the law, the two of them unconsciously used various secrets and essences about the law of fire.
Ding Ling could see clearly from the sidelines.
The progress of the Law of Fire began to increase again.
99,9%
99.91%
99.92%
…
The higher it goes up.
It rises more slowly.
But every time it jumps 0.01 points, the increase in Ding Ling's cultivation is huge!
When you reach the stage of attaining the Great Consummation of Quasi-Sainthood, you will become a saint.
Therefore, every small step taken is a huge increase, which is extremely terrifying for the increase in strength and cultivation.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches used the Pangu Temple to form a divine formation, summoned the spiritual energy of the Eight Desolations for Ding Ling, and poured it into Ding Ling's body.
Ding Ling's cultivation level skyrocketed.
99,99%
With a thorough insight into the principles of fire practiced by Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
Ding Ling's cultivation level finally crossed the chasm-like threshold and reached 100%.
boom!
The sky shook and the earth shook, and the entire Pangu Temple trembled.
An incomparable aura emanated from Ding Ling's body and spread in all directions. The Twelve Ancestral Witches couldn't resist it and fell to their knees.
They looked at Ding Ling in surprise and joy. They couldn't believe it, and felt both shocked and happy:
"Could it be that Ding Ling, he, he has really reached the legendary realm of a saint?!"
After Taoist Hongjun became a saint, he announced to the world that people would go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon and practice more advanced techniques.
They will hesitate to go, and they don't know whether Taoist Hongjun will really teach them the secret to advance to become saints.
In their opinion.
The two parties are not related to each other, and the method taught to them by Taoist Hongjun to advance to sainthood is somewhat unrealistic. Pies in the sky will not fall, showing courtesy for nothing, and either committing adultery or stealing. They are still very clear about this kind of thing.
Therefore, they are very cautious about it.
Furthermore, they have Ding Ling!
If Ding Ling became a saint, he would definitely not leave them alone. Therefore, when they saw Ding Ling become a saint, they were mostly happy and less shocked.
However, Ding Ling advanced to become a saint in a very short period of time.
It still made them a little nervous.
They have worked hard to cultivate to this point.
Not to mention becoming a saint, even becoming a quasi-sage is extremely difficult. If it weren't for Ding Ling's teaching, at this stage, except for a very few people such as Di Jiang who are quasi-sages, most of them are only at the Daluo Immortal level. For quasi-sages , still confused.
It can be said.
Ding Ling's appearance was like a ray of light coming over their heads, breaking the haze that shrouded their hearts and allowing them to see infinite hope!
"It's really great."
Pangu Temple blocked the pressure of the saint that was constantly attacking the outside world.
Therefore, the witches and monsters outside did not know that a saint was born in Pangu Temple!
Zhu Rong and the Twelve Ancestral Witches of Dijiang waited for the pressure to dissipate and jumped up one by one. Zhu Rong even walked up to Ding Ling, grabbed Ding Ling's arm, and said loudly and excitedly:
"Brother Ding Ling, are you a saint of the Law of Fire?"
"Yes."
Ding Ling chuckled, 'This time I completed the task smoothly. I would also like to thank you for taking me into the core of Pangu Temple and understanding various principles. Otherwise, my progress would not have been so fast! ’
"Eh"
Zhu Rong said hurriedly, 'Brother Ding Ling, if you treat us as brothers, don't say such polite words to us again! This is our home, and it is also your home. When you go back to your own home, what else do you need to say thank you for? ’
Ru Zhurong said so. It can be seen that he now has great admiration for Ding Ling and worships him fervently.
He is still like this.
Xuanming Ancestral Witch, Jiufeng, Houtu Ancestral Witch and other beautiful and fragrant women looked at Ding Ling with eyes that seemed to be dripping with tears. The reverence and admiration in his eyes are barely concealed!
Emperor Jiang Zuwu and others also respected Ding Ling very much, and each of his words were more enthusiastic than before:
"Zhu Rong is right. Brother Ding Ling, if you don't dislike this place, this will be your home from now on! If you don't dislike us, we are willing to be your brothers and your friends!"
Ding Ling became a saint.
The pressure alone made it difficult for them to raise their heads, and they couldn't help but fall to their knees and kowtow.
This kind of strength makes them extremely jealous!
If they could become saints, wouldn't they be crushing to the demon clan? Why do they, the Wu Clan, need to rely on others to breathe?
Especially the sanctification of Taoist Hongjun brought them great stimulation.
But now that Ding Ling has become a saint, they are relieved.
Let them see a real road to heaven, and the road to sanctification of laws can be taken!
Before they couldn't make it, it was because they were not talented enough, but what about Ding Ling? How long has it been? Three months?
He has directly achieved sainthood!
Too scary!
…
Ding Ling responded to Zhu Rong and others' enthusiasm with a smile, and said:
"The path of sainthood through the law of fire is only suitable for Zhu Rong, I will find a way to achieve sainthood through other paths."
After Ding Ling finished speaking, he pointed at Zhu Rong's eyebrows and shared with him all the mysteries of sainthood through the law.
But even if Zhu Rong really got these essences, he couldn't completely understand them without millions of years of perception and accumulation.
Wait for millions of years?
Ding Ling didn't know how far he had come.
"Thank you, brother Ding Ling."
Zhu Rong hugged Ding Ling tightly, his lips trembling with excitement, 'You are really my brother, whoever dares to touch you or slander you in the future will be my enemy! ’
Gonggong and other ancestor witches were watching with green eyes.
They also wanted to follow the path of becoming a saint through the law.
So, they all began to give Ding Ling advice:
‘I know that Kunpeng, the demon saint of the heaven, is good at the way of water and wind. ’
‘The blood sea and the river of the underworld are good at killing and the way of water. ’
‘Zhen Yuanzi is good at the law of wood. ’
‘Hongyun is good at space, wind and cloud. ’
…
They were even eager to help Ding Ling catch these people.
After Ding Ling said that he didn’t need it, they felt sorry.
But they didn’t know that Ding Ling had an idea.
He was going to go to Zixiao Palace to take a look.
At that time, he could catch all these people on the way.
He asked the ancestor witches to guard the Pangu Temple and go to the outer world by himself.
After becoming a saint through the law of fire.
Ding Ling took a step and could easily cross the entire prehistoric world, cross the infinite universe, and reach the outer world and chaos!
To his current state.
Every move can easily make the entire prehistoric world tremble.
Especially when the law is sanctified, it is even more powerful.
Ding Ling can now be said to be a sacred fire. With a casual finger, he can condense an overwhelming sea of nine-flavor true fire.
Nine-flavor true fire, a wisp can burn and kill a quasi-saint.
The vast ocean of nine-flavor true fire is enough to burn the entire prehistoric world!
This is the power of a saint.
With a wave of his hand, he can easily destroy the world of the universe.
He can even easily hold up the heavens and the world.
Especially Ding Ling, who is also proficient in other laws, martial arts, great immortals, etc.
He is even a strong man among saints.
At this moment, he stood in the chaos, while throwing various Taoist methods into the immortal furnace, and at the same time, he grabbed strong men one by one into the ancient star map.
After the ancient star map smelted several Qiankun treasure trees, the ancient star map is now much stronger and wider than before. Even quasi-saints find it difficult to reach the end, unless they have extremely powerful treasures like Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and can reach the end with the help of magic weapons.
Ordinary celestial beings and golden immortals cannot reach the end of the ancient star map in their lifetime.
This is the ancient map now.
Compared with the past, there is a world of difference.
Swish!
Kunpeng, who looks ancient and crude with a bit of sinister and heroic appearance, just stepped into the chaos and was grabbed by a hand in the air before he went deep.
He wanted to scream, but as an unknown substance entered his mouth, he soon couldn't make any sound.
Not only could he not make any sound, he couldn't even move.
He didn't understand why, and his eyes widened in horror.
As he was captured into the ancient starry sky map and became neighbors with Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others, he suddenly realized that he was captured by an unknown peerless strongman.
‘Is it the Saint Hongjun? ’
He screamed in his heart.
He couldn’t speak, and couldn’t move.
And soon after.
A feeling worse than death rose from his bones and soul, making him burn with pain.
This feeling was like countless ants all over his soul and body, and his whole body seemed to be eaten by them! It was painful, numb and itchy! Even he, a Daluo Immortal, couldn’t stand it! If a mortal was poisoned by this ‘poison’, Kunpeng felt that the mortal might die in an instant.
It was too uncomfortable!
It was so uncomfortable that I wanted to die!
“Who has such strength to capture me from a distance and make me lose my fighting power in an instant?”
Except for the saint.
Kunpeng couldn’t think of anyone else.
Only the saint who had pressured countless sentient beings in the prehistoric world to bow their heads could put him in such a situation.
‘What does this saint Hongjun want to do? ’
Kunpeng was puzzled, ‘He tricked us here just to capture us and torture us? ! ! ’
Not only him.
Not long after.
Kunpeng met Minghe, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Taotie, Bifang, Ji Meng and other characters.
These people, without exception, are the elite and outstanding people in the prehistoric world.
Now they have all landed here and become his neighbors. They are also unable to speak, unable to move, and are tortured to roll their eyes and foam at the mouth.
In the end, like him, they all evolved a method without knowing it.
Wait.
They were also put on golden hoops. From then on, they became part of the ancient star map and were ordered not to leave this place for the time being or move rashly.
How dare they act rashly?
Instantly suppressed them, tortured them to the point of wanting to live but not to die.
They didn't want to feel that way again.
'Is this the method of a saint? '
The Styx Patriarch took a deep breath, a flash of fear in his eyes, 'In front of him, I have no power to fight back! Too scary! '
'All below the saint are ants! '
Donghuang Taiyi is very powerful. With top treasures, he commands many monsters, looks down on all living beings, and overlooks all races!
How proud he was in the past, how embarrassed and helpless he is now.
'This is a saint! '
Bifang, Taotie, Ji Meng, Bai Ze and other demon gods, a flash of awe from the heart flashed in their eyes.
Compared with the saints, they are too weak, so weak that they can't bear a single blow, and they were defeated in the blink of an eye.
'Almost all the elites of the prehistoric world have been captured here. Except for the saint Hongjun, I can't think of anyone else who would attack us. ’
Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes flashed with sadness, ‘If I had known this, I would not have left the chaos and come here to seek the Tao. ’
The original intention was to seek the Tao and to make further progress.
Unexpectedly, he fell into a bottomless abyss and could never get up again!
‘Saint, spare my life. ’
Some people started shouting for mercy after they found that they could speak.
Although they didn’t know what they had done wrong, they still instinctively wanted to survive.
How to survive?
Facing such a saint who could hold them at will? They could only beg for mercy.
…
Ding Ling ignored them. At this moment, he was observing various Tao rules and great methods.
These Tao rules and great methods were all learned and transformed by Minghe, Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun and others.
As a saint, Ding Ling’s cultivation progress soared under the influence of the full-level plug-in. In just a moment, these elite methods of the prehistoric world were all cultivated to perfection by him.
To this point. Ding Ling's water law has also improved to 99.7%. Wood law has improved to 99.8%. Earth law has improved to 99%...
Except for the time law, most of the laws practiced by the twelve witch ancestors have improved to more than 99%.
To this point.
It is extremely difficult for Ding Ling to go further.
He almost caught all the elites of the prehistoric world.
Want to improve further?
Ding Ling looked at the direction of Zixiao Palace.
He thought about it, took a step forward, and the next moment, he had reached the gate of Zixiao Palace.
There were several people who reached the gate at the same time as him.
Ding Ling only took a look at these people and knew who they were.
Sanqing, Nuwa, Fuxi, Xihe, Changxi...
These people slipped through the net, and Ding Ling did not catch them.
If he wanted to catch them, he could only wait until the class in Zixiao Palace was over.
Tongtian was a tall and handsome young man. He took the initiative to greet Ding Ling and asked where Ding Ling practiced Taoism. Why have you never seen it before?
Ding Ling just smiled, said what he could say, and kept silent about what he couldn't say.
Tongtian was also a sensible person, so he didn't ask any questions.
During this period, Nuwa, Xihe and others looked at Ding Ling sideways.
It was because Ding Ling's charm became stronger after he became a saint.
