Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Zixiao Palace, the Three Qings, the Two Western Sages, Nuwa, Chen Hua and Qinglian Daojun each sat cross-legged and meditated.

On the purple cloud bed above, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who was dressed in a purple robe, sat quietly like a statue, without a trace of breath emanating from his body, as if he could sit down forever.

"Huh?" At the moment when the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation changed, except for Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Chen Hua, the other seven saints all suddenly opened their eyes, looked at each other with surprise on their faces, and then couldn't help but fall on Hongjun.

"Teacher!" Qinglian Daojun first looked at Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and then turned his head sideways to look at Chen Hua on the side.

Chen Hua, who opened his eyes lightly, did not immediately respond to Qinglian Daojun, but looked up at Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who was still sitting like a sculpture with his eyes closed and without a trace of breath fluctuations, and said indifferently: "Hongjun, so far, do you want to ignore it?" I'm afraid you know the truth of the matter best, right? ”

"Creation, in fact, I envy you! It's a pity, no matter how good you are, you can't help the fate of heaven after all," Hearing Chen Hua's words, Hongjun finally opened his eyes with a shake of his eyelids, looked at Chen Hua with a somewhat complicated gaze, and said with a sigh after a moment of silence.

Chen Hua was noncommittal, and still asked calmly: "Do you believe in fate, so you choose to obey?" Even if the entire flood is going to be ruined, you don't care? ”

"Creation Tianzun, you don't bewitch the people here. How can the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation be destroyed? Yuan Shi Tianzun shouted unceremoniously.

Chen Hua didn't pay attention to Yuan Shi Tianzun, just looked at Hongjun and said indifferently: "Open Zixiao Palace!" ”

"Creation Heavenly Venerable! Zixiao Palace is not opened. Dao Ancestor has his own plans, where can you say that you can open it? Seeing this, Yuan Shi Tianzun couldn't help but shout angrily in his heart.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the aging of Yuan Shi Tianzun, and his breath was surging. The substantive-like gaze exudes a cold majesty. In an instant, Yuan Shi Tianzun, who bore the brunt of the attack, only felt a dull pain in his chest, and the next moment he was spitting blood from his mouth trembling, his face was slightly pale, and he couldn't sit on the futon, and he retreated several meters after wiping the ground.

"This breath?" The other saints also looked moved, and looked at Chen Hua with some horror. Aging at this time. The feeling that they were not facing a level of existence at all, and the faint surging breath alone made their hearts tremble.

"Impossible!" Yuan Shi Tianzun was stunned, and even looked at Chen Hua with some hysteria. Gritting his teeth in disbelief, he said: "You are just a saint, even if you are more advanced than me, it is impossible for the gap to be so big!" ”

Several other saints reacted and listened to Yuan Shi Tianzun's words. I couldn't help but feel a tremor and helplessness. They never thought of it. Aging has not done much for so many years, but the Tao has advanced by leaps and bounds. Looking at Chen Hua, a trace of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and on the surface, he said calmly: "Creation, as a saint, why bother with the disputes in the fairy world?" Cultivate quietly here, so as not to lose the heart of our generation's pure cultivation. As the saying goes, the way of heaven is the most fair. Avenue inaction. ”

"The avenue may be inactive, but if it is said that the way of heaven is fair. It's a little ridiculous," Chen Hua shook his head and sneered: "Hongjun, to put it bluntly, we are here as if we are sitting in a prison cell prepared for us by Heavenly Dao. And you're just a jailer under the Heavenly Dao. ”

As soon as Chen Hua's words came out, all the saints couldn't help but be a little in an uproar, and then looked at Hongjun with a slightly changed expression.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of unnatural color appeared on his indifferent face.

"Teacher, there is a big mess in the flood wilderness, and I can't wait for the saints to ignore it!" Lao Tzu stood up first and saluted Hongjun respectfully: "Please let the disciple go back!" ”

The Tongtian Sect Master also got up hurriedly and said, "Teacher, the disciple is not worried about Jinao Island, and wants to go back first." ”

"Teacher, the Western Tribulation has reached a critical time, and I want to go back as much as I can!" The two of them looked at each other and got up.

looked at them calmly, but Hongjun was silent and didn't respond.

In such an atmosphere, Nuwa couldn't help but get up and said, "Teacher"

"Let's go! Qinglian! As a teacher, I want to see if this Zixiao Palace can stop me! Chen Hua, who had a sneer on his face, got up first and turned to walk towards the palace gate of Zixiao Palace, and with a wave of his hand, a gray and fierce sword qi sank into the gap between the palace gates.

With a bang, the entire Zixiao Palace trembled suddenly, and the palace door trembled and was about to open.

At this moment, the Zixiao Palace trembled even more violently, and a palpitating aura emanated, and the walls and ground in the Zixiao Palace were purple and dazzling.

"Zixiao Palace!" The footsteps of the aging couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

"Creation, stay!" Hongjun sighed, and his breath was surging, vaguely echoing the breath of Zixiao Palace, even more terrifying than the aura emanating from Chen Hua's body.

Chen Hua turned to look at Hongjun and sneered, "What if you leave me as an incarnation?" ”

"Avatar?" Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi and others all looked at Chen Hua in surprise. When you reach the level of a saint, even if you leave behind any incarnation, you can be considered top with quasi-saint cultivation, how can you have an incarnation comparable to that of a saint? The strength shown by Chen Hua before is not just as simple as the saint level!

Hongjun was noncommittal, but there was a taste of envy and admiration in his tone: "Even one of your incarnations has good combat power!" ”

"Do you really want to help the abuse?" Chen Hua looked at Hongjun, his eyes were slightly cold.

Hongjun was also indifferent: "What I am helping is the way of heaven!" If you go against the sky, you will only end up destroying yourself! ”

"Heavenly Dao?" Chen Hua sneered: "Playing with living beings and malfunctioning, causing floods and disasters to continue, and all living beings are panicked, even immortals and even saints are not at peace. The way of heaven is so wide and manages so much! Now, the Dao of Heaven wants to destroy the entire Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation, Hongjun, as a Dao Ancestor, you can turn a blind eye, I didn't say that you are a lackey of the Dao of Heaven, which is polite enough. If we have such a way of heaven, why should we respect it, and even if we go against it, what should we do? ”

Hongjun's face changed slightly when he was Chen Hua's words. But he was still silent.

"Creation Heavenly Venerable, you are too presumptuous! This is Zixiao Palace, and you can't be wild! Yuan Shi Tianzun pointed at Chen Hua and shouted.

Qinglian Daojun heard a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Yuan Shi." If you dare to be disrespectful to your teacher again, don't blame me for being unkind to you! ”

"Just you?" Yuan Shi Tianzun sneered. He was afraid of aging, but he didn't care much about Qinglian Daojun, a rising saint.

As for Yuan Shi's words, Chen Hua looked at Hongjun with a silent gaze.

"Teacher, what do you want?" The Tongtian Sect Master asked Hongjun with a frown.

Lao Tzu also frowned slightly and bowed respectfully: "Teacher, please also think of the beings of the Three Realms." Let us leave Zixiao Palace and go to resolve the catastrophe of the Three Realms! ”

"Dao Ancestor, my Buddhism has changed. Zhun Ti and I will never go back, I am afraid of a catastrophe for Buddhism! The guide suddenly said urgently.

Chen Hua's expression was very calm, but the words he said made people tremble: "In the midst of the flood, there are ten thousand and eighty black hole whirlpools. Echoing each other is like a huge formation. Even if one of them is destroyed by force, it will quickly recover. Now, the immortal qi in the entire flood desolation has been absorbed by those black hole vortices for nearly two percent. If this continues, as the black hole expands, the absorption power will become stronger, and the absorption will become faster and faster, and I don't know how many monks and creatures will die in it. Out of one's wits. If this continues, the whole flood will be ruined. ”

"Hongjun! The guy who hides in the whole source of the desolation. What exactly is a deposit? Are you really so afraid of him? As soon as Chen Hua's words fell, Hongjun trembled when he heard it.

Suddenly, he looked at Chen Hua with sharp eyes, and there was a hint of hoarseness and trilling in Hongjun's voice: "You know? ”

"If we don't know anything until now, then wouldn't we sit back and wait for death?" Chen Hua looked at Hongjun with electric eyes and said coldly.

Listening to the somewhat brainless conversation between the two, Yuan Shi Tianzun's eyes flickered, while the other saints all looked at the two of them in a bit of a daze, confused for a while.

"Waiting to die?" Hongjun, who whispered in a low voice, flashed a bitter taste in his eyes, and then took a deep breath with his eyes slightly closed and nodded: "Okay, since you have the heart to save the Three Realms, then I will fulfill you and let you leave Zixiao Palace." ”

After speaking, Hongjun pinched the seal in his hand, and a purple streamer shot on the palace gate of Zixiao Palace. In an instant, the entire Zixiao Palace trembled slightly, and the palace door slowly opened.

At this moment, a huge black hole vortex suddenly appeared outside the palace gate of Zixiao Palace, and the terrifying suction force swept out, and the darkness filled into Zixiao Palace. The rich black air flow escaped, and it soon made the aura of Zixiao Palace gloomy and suppressive.

"What is this?" The saints only felt that the mana in their bodies was restless, as if they had encountered some mortal enemy, and they were completely unable to function as they wished, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

The rich black mist condensed, turning into a handsome and evil perfect face, and an incomparably indifferent laugh sounded: "Haha Hongjun, this time, if you want to regret it, do you think it's too late?" Don't forget, the Three Tribulations of the Dragon and Han, the Lich Rebellion, and even the Raised Eyebrows, Yin and Yang Ancestors, and Five Elements Ancestors who died when Rahu appeared, none of them have nothing to do with you. Even the death of Naxi and Chang Xi was also arranged by you! ”

What the? The Tongtian Sect Master and the others, who were wondering about the identity of this guy, couldn't help but suddenly change their color when they heard what he said, and turned to look at Hongjun with an ugly face in disbelief.

"Hongjun!" The cold voice of gritting teeth sounded, and Chen Hua, whose face was gloomy, looked at Hongjun's reddened eyes as if he was about to erupt fire: "Sure enough, it's you!" ”

Hongjun shook his head slightly when he heard this, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face: "Creation, you are lucky, and you are also unlucky." The avenue is ruthless, how can a qiē be perfect? I did a lot of things wrong and didn't know anything about it at first, thinking that it was the fortune of the Heavenly Dao. In the end, I understood, but it was too late. I'm sorry for you, and I'm even more sorry for the desolate beings, and I'm sorry for the word Dao Ancestor! ”

"Hongjun, at this point, don't talk so much nonsense! When I get out of trouble and destroy this desolation, you will be free. When the time comes, the vastness of the chaotic universe will be at your disposal! The handsome and evil Black Mist smiled and said, "As for these useless guys, let them die in this Zixiao Palace, so as not to affect our plans." ”

Listen to him. Tongtian Sect Master and Nuwa dodged first, and after Chen Hua, they stood with Qinglian Daojun, looking at the black mist face and Hongjun vigilantly.

Looking at Hongjun, who was silent, Lao Tzu, whose face changed, and Zhun Ti, who looked at each other, were all busy dodging behind Chen Hua. A look of looking at the head of an aged horse.

"Teacher!" Yuan Shi Tianzun, whose eyes flickered, shouted at Hongjun with a little anxiety.

Hongjun, whose eyes were slightly closed, ignored this as if it were in vain, and saw that Yuan Shi Tianzun gritted his teeth slightly and stood behind Chen Hua.

"You little guys, you really don't have Hongjun's eyes! In that case, let's all die! As the Black Mist face spoke, two pure dazzling black rays shot out from its eyes, sweeping towards the aging first. Everywhere he passed, the void twisted and chaotic.

Seeing this, his eyes shrank, and for a moment his eyes were restrained and old. A terrifying fluctuation in the body that made people palpitate quietly emerged.

"Huh?" The face of the black mist who seemed to be aware of it changed slightly, and before he had time to think about it, the Zixiao Palace under his feet suddenly trembled violently.

The energy in his body was quietly hidden, and Chen Hua also frowned, and turned his head to look at the thin old Dao Hongjun Dao Ancestor in a purple robe on the purple cloud bed.

Hongjun Daozu at this time. With an inexplicable smile on his face. It seems to be liberated, like crazy, the whole person is dazzling, the breath is terrifying, and in an instant, it seems to have turned into the whole heaven and earth, and a momentum of the desolate world and the solitary dignity makes Chen Hua feel that his chest is stagnant, and the other saints have a kind of breathless urge to kneel down.

Feeling the fluctuation of the aura on Hongjun Dao Ancestor's body, Chen Hua's eyes were burning and shining. The whole person was slightly stunned, and the light in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

"Hedo?" Lao Tzu was amazed. Then his face changed and he lost his voice: "Could it be that the teacher didn't really agree with the Tao before, but now he is?" ”

The black mist face that stared at him reacted a little angrily: "Damn! Hongjun, you dare to sacrifice yourself to control the origin power of the desolate world to deal with me, you are too self-conscious. ”

"How could I really make mistakes again and again, ignoring the survival of the entire flood and disregarding it? Hongjun was born from the flood famine, if he can't keep the three realms of the flood and famine, even if the achievement is high in the future, what's the point? Besides, do you think I'm going to believe that you'll save my life when you get out? Hongjun sneered and spoke, and then his tone became fierce: "The hateful realm beast, you forced me." Since I have to destroy miè no matter what, then I might as well fight with you. ”

Feeling the light of the entire Zixiao Palace dazzling again, the terrifying coercion made the black mist tremble and collapse, and the face of the black mist who was about to collapse couldn't help but nod hideously: "Okay!" Good! Hongjun, you have a kind! When I destroy the Three Realms, even if you hide in the origin of the desolate world, I will let you die a good death. ”

The violent energy storm in the Boom Zixiao Palace swept away, frightening all the saints in it to defend with all their might.

After a moment of calmness, in the silent Zixiao Palace, except for Chen Hua and other saints, there was no longer the black mist face and the breath of Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

Looking at the empty purple cloud bed, Chen Hua and the others all changed their faces for a while.

With a low squeak, the doors of Zixiao Palace opened some doors and slowly opened.

"Hurry up and leave Zixiao Palace!" Hongjun's ethereal voice suddenly sounded, and he paused slightly before continuing: "Creation, the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation, this time it's up to you." The source of the calamity of Qiē is in the Realm Beast, and even I suspect that even Pangu was killed by it. Otherwise, how could the cultivation of sanctification in Pangu's physical body fall so easily? ”

Listening to Hongjun's voice, his expression was still cold, but there was a chilling chill in his eyes, and he turned into a streamer and flew out of Zixiao Palace without saying a word.

Qinglian Daojun hurriedly followed. The other saints looked at each other, and they all followed.

After they left, the illusory figure of Hongjun on the purple cloud bed in Zixiao Palace reappeared, vaguely with a majestic and vast aura, and sighed with a complicated expression: "Creation, the survival of the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation depends on you!" ”

The door of the Zixiao Palace trembled, and then it closed with a bang.

In the chaotic turbulence outside the thirty-three heavens, Chen Hua and the others turned into eight streamers and rushed towards the Earth Immortal Realm. After a short time, he passed through the Gangfeng layer of the Nine Heavens and came to the desolate starry sky of the Earth Immortal Realm.

Looking at the huge black hole vortex that spread all over the earth immortal realm, connecting the heavens and the earth, making the entire desolate world like a sieve constantly leaking fairy qi, all the saints couldn't help but change their expressions greatly, and then their faces became a little ugly. The immortal qi is the source of energy that the entire desolate creatures rely on to survive and the monks to cultivate! It can be said that it is these immortal qi that nurtures and nurtures the sentient beings in the wilderness.

"Creation Tianzun, the last calamity of my Buddhism Tribulation has changed in the Heavenly Court, and the two of us have to take the first step. The desolate beings have Lao Tianzun and a few Taoist friends! Zhun Ti arched his hand and said, without waiting for Chen Hua to respond, he pulled the lead and took a step into the twisted void and left.

Seeing this, Qinglian Daojun couldn't help frowning and said dissatisfied: "These two guys, when it is critical, only care about their own subordinates!" ”

"The creation sect is all in the creation chaos world, so naturally there is no need to worry," Yuan Shi Tianzun said with a slight sneer.

"Yuan Shi, do you really dare not do anything to you?" Qinglian Daojun couldn't help but turn cold when he heard this. This Yuan Shi Tianzun, at this time, did not forget to take advantage of his mouth.

"That's it!" With a cold snort in a low tone, the aging of the aura that caused the surrounding void to distort suddenly turned to look at Sanqing, Qinglian Daojun and Nuwa, and his eyes paused on Yuan Shi Tianzun's face: "Yuan Shi, you can still laugh at this time, you are really calm enough, don't worry at all, admire!" (To be continued......)