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In desperation, Ye Xuan could only return all the magic weapons he had taken back to Hongjun.

However, after this battle, Hongjun can be regarded as losing face, and the original pride and arrogance when he was sanctified was all shattered by Ye Xuan, which made him no longer able to underestimate Ye Xuan, and soon the two returned to Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun sat on the futon with an indifferent face, his eyes were stunned for a moment, three of the six empty futons below had been occupied, it was the stupid girl brought by Ye Xuan, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, which made the corners of his eyes jump involuntarily, full of helpless feelings.

The holy position has long been determined, and even Hongjun cannot change it without authorization.

This is also the reason why Hongjun placed Zixiao Palace in chaos, in the chaos, he can guide those desolate powers casually, the so-called destined people are just the result of Hongjun's careful selection, and even did tricks and feet in the order, so as to ensure that Sanqing and Nuwa get the holy position.

Ye Xuan looked at the stupid girl with black lines on his head, he naturally understood what these six futons represented, and they were definitely not the existence of other people, otherwise he would offend Hongjun and Tiandao, and it would be a little tricky at that time.

Therefore, Ye Xuan coughed lightly and said, "Hongyun, get up, these six positions are not for you to sit on." After speaking, he also glanced at Hongjun, and there seemed to be mockery in his eyes.

Even if Ye Xuan saw through the purpose, Hongjun still didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, but with a wave of his hand, he conjured a brand-new futon beside him, and said with a pleasant face: "Fellow Daoists, please!" ”

This futon and Hongjun are connected side by side, which means that Hongjun completely recognizes Ye Xuan's identity and regards him as an equal status.

After hearing this, Hongyun and the others also consciously gave up their positions, and then stood in the back, as for the stupid girl, they naturally ran to Ye Xuan's side and sat on the ground, with a gentle smile on their faces.

In the huge Zixiao Palace, there was silence, and no one took the lead to speak.

It didn't take long for three figures to suddenly appear outside the door, it was Sanqing.

After Sanqing came to Zixiao Palace, he saw that the main seat above was actually sitting in Hongjun and Ye Xuan, as well as the stupid girl leaning on Ye Xuan's side, he was stunned at first, and was a little surprised in his heart, isn't this Hongjun's preaching, who is the other person, and the three of them don't know Ye Xuan's identity.

However, after all, the three of them are powerful and powerful, and they are Pangu authentic, although they can't see through Ye Xuan and Hongjun, but they know a thing or two about the stupid girl next to them, after all, they are all Pangu gods, and they can understand the identity of the other party after pinching their fingers, and they are the Houtu Ancestral Witches among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But it was precisely knowing the identity of the silly girl that the three of them were even more puzzled.

Why can the ancestral witch sit on it, and in addition to Houtu, there are also two people sitting in the main hall, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, is there anyone who arrived at Zixiao Palace before them Sanqing, this is really intriguing.

It's a pity that Zixiao Palace is the dojo of Daozu Hongjun, the place of saints, even Sanqing didn't dare to be presumptuous, but first bowed deeply to Hongjun above, and then took the first three of the six futons with his eyes, nose, nose and heart.

Among them, Taiqing Laozi is in the first place, Yuqing Yuan Shitian Zun is the second, and Shangqing Tongtian Sect Master is sitting in the third futon.

The three of them were honest and didn't speak, just closed their eyes and practiced silently, waiting for Hongjun to start preaching after a thousand years.

Time had no feeling for Ye Xuan's powers, and hundreds of years passed in an instant.

At this time, the second group of people who came to Zixiao Palace were the twelve ancestral witches, these ancestral witches did not enter after arriving at Zixiao Palace, they just wandered outside the door, in their eyes, the saint's preaching was sacred, except for them, who could listen to the sermon, not to mention that the thought of their twelve ancestral witches to sit with others and listen to the sermon, these fiery ancestral witches were full of anger, so they turned into ten thousand bodies, and the bodies of eleven ancestral witches stopped at the door of Zixiao Palace, ready to prevent others from entering.

For the picture at the door, Hongjun was silent, neither reprimanding nor speaking, as if he had not paid attention.

As for Ye Xuan, he didn't care about these things, but sat in Zixiao Palace with some fun and watched a good show, but the stupid girl took the initiative to go out and meet other ancestors.

"Brothers, what are you doing here?" The silly girl looked at the other ancestors a little speechlessly, and couldn't help but ask.

"Our ancestor is the Pangu Sect, so what qualifications do others have to listen to the sermon with us?" The character of the fire god Zhu Rong was really anxious, and he said irritablely, and the other ancestors also nodded, looking as a matter of course.

Hearing this, the silly girl opened her mouth, not knowing how to persuade.

From here, it can also be seen that the twelve ancestors are stubborn and self-serving, and they consider themselves superior, no wonder they will provoke the anger of the heavens and people in the future, and the Lich Tribulation will break out.

Seeing that the stupid girl still had to be persuaded to do so, Dijiang, who was the eldest brother, hurriedly waved his hand, laughed and said: "Houtu girl, you go in, there are our twelve ancestors here, no one can come in, when the time comes, we will listen to the Taoist ancestor alone, isn't it beautiful?" ”

Seeing that the other ancestral witches insisted on doing so, the stupid girl stomped her feet and had no choice but to retreat to Zixiao Palace.

Here, the ancestral witch turned into a door god and blocked the gate of Zixiao Palace, and it happened that at this time, two high cries sounded, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and two flames like the scorching sun flew in the distance, which happened to be blocked by the ancestral witch, and they could not enter an inch.

The flames faded, and two three-legged golden crows flew out from it, which were the two great powers of Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

"Why are you blocking the door, get out of the way and let us in, or don't blame us for being polite." A contemptuous voice came out, but it was Taiyi who looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, holding the Eastern Emperor Bell, and shouted with disdain.

"Huangkou Xiao'er, our twelve ancestors are transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu's father, and they are the authentic Pangu sect, you two flat-haired beasts can compare with us, it is better to retreat quickly, so as not to hurt your lives." The short-tempered Zhu Rong opened his mouth and scolded.

Hearing Zhu Rong's self-report, Di Jun and Taiyi's hearts jumped, they didn't expect that these twelve barbarians still had such a background, and then they saw that there were only two people on their side, but on the opposite side were all the Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm, if they fought together, it would be unfavorable to their side.

But to swallow this bad breath, Di Jun and they are a little unwilling.

At this moment, a few more rays of light flew in.

Two of them are Fuxi and Nuwa, the two of them have snake heads, but when they arrived at Zixiao Palace, they turned into human forms, and there was a voice that covered the sky and the sun, and there was a Dapeng that was millions of miles in size, and with a wave of its wings, it was 108,000 miles, and it flew to the gate of Zixiao Palace almost instantly, and finally turned into a monster with a human body and a bird's head, which was Kunpeng.

Seeing Nuwa Fuxi and Kunpeng appear, Dijun's eyes lit up.

Although they didn't know each other in advance, they all belonged to the demon clan, and now they were facing the twelve ancestral witches blocking the way, and they soon formed an alliance to fight against the ancestral witches.

It's just that everyone is worried that this is a saint's dojo, so they just talk about it and don't dare to make a move.

Seeing that the two sides were stuck, timid and timid, time passed little by little, because the twelve ancestral witches blocked the gate, everyone couldn't enter, and during this time, more and more great powers appeared outside the Zixiao Palace, and it didn't take long to gather more than two thousand nine hundred great powers, in the face of so many powerful masters, even the twelve ancestral witches had some pressure, which could represent more than two thousand Great Luo Jin Immortals, even if the twelve ancestral witches were conceited, they couldn't help but feel some pressure.

Just when everyone was tense, Hongjun, who was originally sitting in the Zixiao Palace, opened his eyes, and a voice came from inside.

"There is no noise in Zixiao Palace, fighting is strictly prohibited, everyone come in!"