Chapter 228 Win? Lose? The Future of the Chan Sect Is in Ruins

Cold and lonely!

In the pitch-black void without any light, the extremely huge sky-supporting black turtle true form of the turtle spirit was quietly suspended in the void.

The surrounding void is all fragments of the broken world, no, the powder of the broken world.

Not far from Guiling, Yuanshi Tianzun stood in the void, the broken Pangu flag in his hand moving automatically without wind, making a hunting sound.

And on Yuanshi Tianzun's body, the injuries that should have been indelible are being restored to their original state under the infusion of the power of heaven.

The battle was over, and no miracle occurred. It was Yuanshi Tianzun who won.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun's victory was obviously not easy. This can be seen from the Pangu flag he has taken out and the blessing of the power of heaven.

The thousand worlds on this side of the battlefield have been destroyed and turned into powder, if it weren't for Fuxi outside the world who maintained the integrity of this world.

I am afraid that as early as the moment the battle begins, the world will have collapsed and destroyed, and this battlefield will also be transferred to the wilderness.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... After five full breaths, all the injuries of Yuanshi Tianzun were restored to their original state under the continuous infusion of the power of heaven.

The broken armor of the body was already intact. At first glance, it seemed as if there was no battle at all.

only...

The tired look in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes cannot be faked.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, since you are here, please show up!"

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly spoke.

The moment the words fell.

Fuxi's figure quietly appeared on the side of the mysterious turtle.

Without remembering to pay attention to Yuanshi Tianzun, Fuxi stretched out his hand and put it on the tortoise shell of the Xuantian Tortoise.

The huge body of the Sky-supporting Black Turtle suddenly collapsed and transformed into the seven top-quality innate spiritual treasures again.

The turtle spirit, which fell into a coma, was held in Fuxi's arms.

Looking at Guiling, whose brows were still furrowed even though he was unconscious, a smile appeared on Fuxi's face.

"Junior sister, you have done it, take a good rest!"

Fuxi said, reaching out to smooth Gui Ling's frown, and then Gui Ling's figure disappeared into Fuxi's arms.

At this time, Fuxi turned around and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, showing a faint smile: "Fuxi has met fellow Taoist Yuanshi."

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't have a good expression at this time.

When he discovered Fuxi's figure, he understood that whether it was the Golden Spirit at the beginning or the Turtle Spirit later, Yuanshi Tianzun was being plotted to death.

Jin Ling's plot against him was that he had obviously asked for help in advance, but kept stalling with him for time.

After receiving Jin Ling's request for help, Gui Ling did not plan to go to Jin'ao Island to find Yuanshi Tianzun.

Instead, he directly found his senior brother, the Human Race Holy Emperor Fuxi.

And then he even pretended that no reinforcements had been brought in, and pretended to fight him, treating Yuanshi Tianzun as a whetstone.

When he was in the middle of the game, even Yuanshi Tianzun still couldn't escape the blindness. No, it should be said that his arrogance as a saint and his failure to look down on the mere quasi-sages made him fall into the trap frequently.

With Jin Ling's various calculations and her decisive temper, even Yuanshi Tianzun could not fault her in his heart.

Gui Ling's statement was full of loopholes. It was just that the situation at the time did not allow him to think deeply, coupled with Jin Ling's hoarse performance and the information in Jin Ling's memory.

This was an omission because as Guiling, there were two saints standing behind him, so there was no need to go to his junior brother Tongtian Cult Master.

But... Although Gui Ling's argument was full of loopholes, Gui Ling's hard power was more shocking and... extremely unhappy than Jin Ling's calculations.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun didn't show it on his face, Fuxi could clearly see the dissatisfaction in Yuanshi Tianzun's heart.

I couldn't help but smile in my heart.

He naturally cleared up Yuanshi Tianzun's mentality at this time.

After all, even if it were him, he would be dissatisfied if he had to deal with a quasi-jihadist who was so inextricable that he almost had to use all his cards to win.

but...

As the quasi-sage's senior brother, Fuxi could only feel proud of his junior sister.

Although he did not win against a saint in the quasi-sage realm, he was able to fight like this. Even the Taoist ancestor Hongjun back then was probably like this!

Fuxi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi shouldn't be planning to have sex with me anymore!"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Fuxi and said softly.

While saying this, Yuanshi Tianzun had already put away the Pangu flag. It was obvious that he had decided that Fuxi could not fight with him.

"Of course... Pindao has no reason to fight with fellow Taoist Yuanshi." Fuxi said with a chuckle.

Although it was Guiling who failed in the end this time, no matter how you look at it, it was Yuanshi Tianzun who suffered the big loss this time.

Being plotted one after another by a quasi-sage.

After that, he even fought with a quasi-sage.

It can be said that Yuanshi Tianzun's face was greatly humiliated today.

and...

Although the turtle spirit lost this battle, the experience of the holy war was extraordinary. After this battle, the turtle spirit's realm and combat power will probably make another leap forward.

And in this way, even as a senior brother, Fuxi obviously had no reason to bully Yuanshi and give Guiling revenge.

"In that case, I'll take my leave first."

Yuanshi Tianzun obviously had no intention of staying to communicate with Fuxi and deepen their feelings, and he was ready to leave immediately.

"Daoyou, please!"

Fuxi did not stop him.

Or rather, Fuxi was also ready to leave.

After all, he had already sent Gui Ling away, so why did he stay in this broken world.

After Yuanshi Tianzun left, Fuxi's figure also disappeared quietly.

And with Fuxi's departure, the world that had already reached its limit collapsed directly after losing its last support.

But...

In the fierce battle between Gui Ling and Yuanshi Tianzun, the world that had already been beaten to pieces, even if it was destroyed, could not burst out any terrifying power.

It just quietly collapsed, and countless world fragments that were turned into pieces quietly spread in the depths of the void.

...

East China Sea!

Changsheng Daochang.

"Really... I actually fought with someone like this!"

Ao Changsheng looked at the unconscious Gui Ling and sighed helplessly.

Although he did not personally watch the battle, after Fuxi sent the turtle spirit to him, he looked at the state of the unconscious turtle spirit.

Ao Changsheng could roughly guess the situation of the battle.

Even without watching, Ao Changsheng guessed who the turtle spirit's opponent was.

He was unscathed, his mana was exhausted, and there were traces of the power of reincarnation in his soul.

In addition, the world sent to the turtle spirit by Ao Changsheng was touched not long ago.

There is no doubt.

The turtle spirit used the power of reincarnation to bless the realm, aroused the powerful power of the world, and then sacrificed the shell of the sky-supporting black turtle to fight crazily, and exhausted himself.

And the only one who could make the turtle spirit use such a method against him in the prehistoric world was the saint.

Among the saints, Daozu Hongjun was high above, and Nuwa Saint, Taishang Laozi, and Jieyin Taoist would not fight against a junior like the turtle spirit.

When the Pingxin Saint fought with the turtle spirit, the turtle spirit could not use the power of reincarnation at all.

It is even more impossible for Jiejiao Tongtian to fight with Guiling, who is on good terms with his own disciple Jinling Shengmu.

Therefore, it can only be Yuanshi Tianzun of Chanjiao and Zhunti Taoist of Xifangjiao.

Combined with the upcoming killing disaster of immortals.

I really want only one!

"Yuanshi, that old guy, deserves to be beaten again!" Ao Changsheng cursed and brought Guiling to the place with the richest innate spiritual energy in the Taoist temple.

Then he lightly tapped with one hand.

Ao Changsheng broke the restriction that Fuxi had placed on Guiling, and then the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth instantly swarmed into Guiling's body.

There was no need to bother refining at all.

The inner world that was emptied by Guiling seemed to turn into a glutton at this moment, accepting everyone who came, and all the innate spiritual energy absorbed was swallowed up.

The originally weak breath of Guiling began to gradually recover.

"Really, even the innate spiritual energy in the spiritual energy beads I gave you has been used up. How long have you been fighting with Yuanshi!"

Ao Changsheng sighed as he looked at the spiritual energy beads that had snatched a trace of innate spiritual energy from the swarming innate spiritual energy.

"Originally, I was going to ignore external affairs during the Conferred God Tribulation, but in the end..."

Just as Ao Changsheng said, except for the final battle of the saints, there was no need for Ao Changsheng to watch the other events in the Conferred God Tribulation.

The scale was far different from the previous several battles of the Tribulation.

And...

It happened in the human race's nine states, so the battle looked even more meaningless, but...

Looking at the unconscious turtle spirit, Ao Changsheng couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm really scared of you!"

As Ao Changsheng said, he began to calculate the whole story of this incident. At the same time, because of the great tribulation at this time, the secrets of heaven were in chaos.

Ao Changsheng also cast his eyes into the prehistoric world from time to time to check it out in person.

Moreover, when he noticed that there were people who had not yet achieved Daluo involved in this incident, he also took advantage of the long river of time to personally read it.

Generally speaking.

Ao Changsheng had figured out the whole story.

Then...

Ao Changsheng's original intention to help Gui Ling with revenge was extinguished immediately.

There was no room for him, the master, to take action!

The problems between the younger generation of the Chan Sect had been dealt with by the Jin Ling of the Jie Sect, and the problems of the older generation of the Chan Sect had been dealt with by his disciple Gui Ling.

Although Gui Ling looked a little miserable now.

But...

Yuanshi Tianzun was even more miserable!

His good calculations were messed up by the Jin Ling Gui Ling, and he also provoked a little ancestor who could not be killed.

In the end, the calculations were messed up, and he didn't get anything good, and even had a fight out of frustration.

This...

It was just too miserable.

Ao Changsheng compared the original Yuanshi Tianzun at this time, and then... Ao Changsheng silently mourned for the current Yuanshi Tianzun in his heart.

At the same time, Ao Changsheng was also surprised that the Turtle Spirit and the Golden Spirit were so capable of causing trouble.

Although it seemed that.

This time, the Golden Spirit only disrupted the calculations of the Xianjiao against Nezha, and also discovered in advance that Yuanshi Tianzun had joined forces with other saints to target Tongtian Jiaozhu.

But in fact...

The Golden Spirit's actions almost disrupted all the arrangements of the Xianjiao Yuanshi Tianzun.

Without the luck of the 'Lingzhuzi', although Taiyi Zhenren still had extraordinary qualifications, his future achievements were destined to be impossible to become the Dongji Taiyi Emperor.

To put it mildly, this ruined the future of Taiyi Zhenren.

To put it more broadly, this directly weakened the power of the Chanjiao in the future heaven.

A single move affects the whole body.

This principle also applies to the prehistoric world, which has been plotted by the prehistoric saints.

And it is almost impossible for Yuanshi Tianzun to put things right and put his original arrangement back to its original position.

What kind of consequences will this lead to.

What kind of trend will this battle of conferred gods go.

How will the subsequent battle of saints unfold.

Even Ao Changsheng is a little concerned!

Ao Changsheng grinned with a very bright smile and looked up at the sky.

"You said so! Fellow Daoist Hongjun——"