Looking at me, Yuanshi and Tongtian were both at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and everyone present was sweating fiercely.

After all, Dao Chen lost the face of Sanqing twice. If Sanqing couldn't help but find the place to fight with Dao Chen in front of Hongjun, the fun would be great.

Can Hongjun bear it once?

How can Hongjun bear it twice??

Just when everyone thought they were about to fight, Dao Chen's voice suddenly rang: "Three fellow Taoists, how are you doing lately?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fuxi and others almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

You have seriously injured me and Yuanshi, and you still ask me how good I have been recently?

Even if it's good?

Can it be really good?

"Thank you for your concern, I am fine."

When I heard this, my mouth twitched, and after replying, I stood up and walked into Zixiao Palace.

"snort!"

Seeing me go in, Yuanshi snorted coldly and walked in directly.

The inner demon has disappeared.

But Dao Chen's revenge that made him lose face twice in succession has never forgotten!

Tongtian smiled happily: "My fellow Taoist is outside the Sun Star and preaches to the prehistoric world. I am deeply impressed by it. If I have the opportunity to settle on the Sun Star in the future, I will discuss the Tao with my fellow Taoist."

"If fellow Taoist comes, I will sweep the bed to welcome you."

Daochen smiled politely.

He was not as disgusted as he was with Yuanshi and I, otherwise Buzhou Mountain would not have let Tongtian escape so easily.

That's it?

That's it??

Fuxi was stunned. He thought that the Three Pure Land had greatly increased his strength and wanted to find Daochen to find the place.

Unexpectedly, Sanqing actually endured it?

Still walking in without saying a word?

This made Fuxi almost doubt whether the Sanqing had changed his temperament?

Daochen didn't know what Fuxi was thinking, nor did he care.

After practicing the sixth turn of "Nine Turns of Mysterious Art", Dao Chen has never had a suitable opponent.

The hands are itchy!

I tried to practice with Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi, but these two guys didn't fight anything.

You can't be too arrogant!

There is no way to endure it.

Now that the Three Pure Ones have all broken through to the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal, Dao Chen also had a whim and wanted to find the Three Pure Ones to practice.

But unexpectedly, Sanqing would not accept him at all.

This made him feel uncomfortable.

"Oh, if I had known, I would have been less ruthless at the beginning."

Daochen muttered vaguely, then strode towards Zixiao Palace.

Looking at Daochen's expression of unsatisfactory expression, Fuxi also smiled bitterly.

Are you still unhappy if the Sanqing doesn’t fight you?

Who is this person?

But after thinking about it, Fuxi felt uncomfortable again.

Why do people like Daochen refuse to be the demon emperor of his demon clan?

No, if Dao Chen doesn’t become the demon king for a day, I, Fuxi, will fight to the end!!!

If Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who were originally in the prehistoric trajectory, knew what Fuxi was thinking now, they would probably be able to squat at the gate of Fuxi's house with a chaotic bell.

I saw Fuxi and hammered it once!

"Damn it, I'm a slut. I've asked you to come out again and again, but you're reluctant. Now people don't want to be the demon king, and you're still begging them for nothing, are you cheap?!!!

Of course, this is just the idea of ​​Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi in the original prehistoric trajectory. Now Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Junke have no idea about Fuxi.

Even if I have no idea about the position of the Demon King!!

More and more people have entered Zixiao Palace. In addition to the twelve ancestor witches who are still in seclusion in Pangu Palace, all the powerful powers of the prehistoric world have arrived, and the brothers of Yin Zhunti have also arrived when Zixiao Palace is about to be closed.

But when the two of them saw them sitting carelessly on the pudding, their heads shrank significantly, subconsciously avoiding Dao Chen's place and headed towards their own position.

"when!"

A sound of sound came out, and the gate of Zixiao Palace was closed.

Hongjun's figure also appeared on the Taoist platform, with a hazy Taoist rhyme all over his body. The jade butterflies of creation stacked with sounds of Taoism above his head, and three thousand great rivers of Taoism appeared and connected the heavens and all realms.

Countless innate Taoist patterns condense all things in the heavens and evolve into the fire, water and wind of the earth, as if they want to recreate the vast world.

At this moment, Hongjun seemed to be the incarnation of the way of heaven, dominating all things in the vast world.

A terrifying aura filled the Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, the many powerful people present seemed to have returned to the moment they had just transformed, as fragile as an ant looking up at the vastness of the heavens.

"Buzz!"

The vision disappeared, and everything in the Zixiao Palace returned to peace.

On the Taoist platform, Hongjun was wearing a plain-colored black shirt, closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged, as if the old man next door was calm and kind, but the occasionally slight emitting caused shock to the heavens.

"We welcome the Taoist ancestor, and the Taoist ancestor is safe!"

At this moment, all the powerful people present were crawling on the ground, looking at Hongjun with a yearning look.

Why be a saint?

Why be the ancestor of Tao?

Hongjun should be the ancestor of Taoism in this way.

Among the crowd, Dao Chen raised his head and looked at Hongjun with a hint of solemnity.

I’m afraid that Hongjun has already started to fit in the way of heaven at this moment!

Otherwise, this would never be possible!

However, it will take some time before the real way of fitting the heavenly way is true. At least three lectures can we fully fit the heavenly way!

It’s just that I don’t know if the number of days in the prehistoric world has changed now, so it’s unknown whether Hongjun can truly fit the way of heaven.

"The great way is moving, conspiring with the heaven and earth..."

Hongjun had no intention of being slow. After restraining his own breath, he began to preach, and did not even open Yan for a moment, and began to get to the topic.

The sermon begins!

Everyone present was shocked, and they quickly raised their minds and carefully realized Hongjun's great way. Even Daochen was the same, listening carefully to Hongjun's every word.

This time the preaching is different from the last time. The last time was the way of the Daluo Golden Immortal, but this time the preaching is the way of the quasi-saint.

But the last sermon was the way of the saints. Unfortunately, there were only a few saints in heaven. Most people were hazy when they listened, as if they were looking at the moon in the water, confused!

Only after Nuwa and the saint of Heavenly Destiny became enlightened did she realize what Hongjun was talking about.

"Um?"

“What’s the situation?”

Before Hongjun spoke for a long time, Dao Chen felt the Daluo Dao Fruit in his dantian, and felt a little ready to move, as if something was about to come out.

"How could it be so fast?"

"Is it related to that fusion of Pangu's essence and blood?"

Daochen was also shocked.

Every step of the path of cultivation is a Tianzhe, and even more so when Daluo Golden Immortal breaks through to the Quasi-Saint.

But not long after Hongjun preached, he actually showed signs of a corpse breaking through, which was simply too fast.

Even Dao Chen himself felt a little incredible when he had to break through the Daluo Golden Immortal to enter the quasi-saint realm.

Kill or not?

Daochen was confused.
Chapter completed!