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Hearing this, Kunpeng opened his eyes and looked at Zhun Ti, this guy even wanted him to sacrifice his seat!

Aren't you satisfied with getting a seat?!

You need to know that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants!

Therefore, Kunpeng ignored Zhun Ti, closed his eyes again, and said whatever you say, I just ignore it.

Seeing this, Zhun Ti was a little angry, this Kunpeng didn't give him face, so there was no need for him to keep "face"!

"This fellow Daoist is so rude, why don't you learn from that Red Cloud Daoist and take the initiative to sacrifice your position!" Quasi-hair issuance.

If you want someone to give you a seat, it's rude to don't let you go, so why don't you go to heaven?

However, everyone was holding the expression of watching the play, and they didn't speak, watching Zhun Ti play freely.

Kunpeng said...... How could there be such brazen people in this desolation!

Why is this person so cheap?

"My senior brother and I are from the far west, what's wrong with you giving up a seat?" Zhun Ti continued.

However, this time Kunpeng has not spoken, but Hongyun, who is huddled with Zhen Yuanzi, has spoken.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, these two Daoists are from so far away in the west, you can give them a seat!" Red Cloud Road.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi was almost not angry with Hongyun, and he is now a little skeptical about how Hongyun survived until now.

I'm afraid that if Hongyun didn't have the strength of Da Luo's peak, he would have been ruined long ago!

However, Hongyun's words have already been said, and he has nothing to do, if he doesn't say it, what else can he do!

Kunpeng, on the other hand, looked at Hongyun with disdain, you just let him go, and he wanted to give his seat to someone else.

Why are I giving you my seat?!

"What qualifications do flat-haired animals with wool and armor have to sit here?" Kunpeng hadn't spoken yet, but Yuan Shi had spoken first.

Yuan Shi said that he was not happy with the demon clan!

Hearing Yuan Shi's words, Kunpeng looked at Sanqing, Sanqing is the authentic Pangu sect, with great luck, he can't afford to offend Sanqing.

Then he looked at Zhun Ti, and then he also focused his eyes on him, as well as Hongyun's gaze......

"Hmph" Kunpeng snorted coldly, and then left his seat directly.

After Kunpeng left, he immediately took Kunpeng's position.

"Thank you for your generosity!" He thanked him.

However, Kunpeng doesn't have a good face, you forcibly "take" my position, and you want me to give you a good face, who do you think you are?

If it weren't for Kunpeng's feeling that he was not the opponent of Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, he would have already planned to ambush them in the chaos after leaving Zixiao Palace.

However, both of them are the pinnacle of Da Luo, and he alone can't help them.

Then, Kunpeng put his hatred on Hongyun, I don't know why, Kunpeng always felt that Hongyun was targeting himself.

And when I look at Hongyun, I always feel that this guy is very hateful!

If there is a chance in the future, I must kill this guy, he Kunpeng is not a good stubble.

……

When everyone was quiet, a light appeared on the throne.

Immediately afterwards, a Taoist appeared on the first seat, and next to him, there were two boys.

Those two boys were Haotian and Yaochi who greeted them outside the door.

Then, the identity of that Taoist is about to come out.

It is the Lord of Zixiao Palace, the second saint in heaven and earth, Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

"See Dao Ancestor!"

After Hongjun appeared, everyone stood up and saluted respectfully.

This is a saint, even if he is as proud as the beginning, he obediently stands up and salutes, not to mention others.

"No need to be polite!" Hongjun said, with a wave of his big hand, an invisible force helped everyone present to pick up.

"Sit down!"

As soon as Hongjun's words fell, everyone sat down quietly.

Then, Hongjun looked at the people in Zixiao Palace, and wherever his eyes passed, no one dared to look at Hongjun.

Because, when they look at Shang Hongjun, they only feel that if they continue to watch, they will be addicted to it.

If it is light, it will fall into the realm, and if it is heavy, it will die!

So, one by one, they bowed their noble heads.

After taking a look, Hongjun retracted his gaze and said nonchalantly, "The seat in the future, sit like this, and you can't change it!" ”

The six saints appointed by heaven have already been decided, so naturally they can't be changed!

"There are three sermons, one for three thousand years, and each sermon is three thousand years apart!" Hongjun said.

After that, Hongjun didn't care about anything else, and directly began to preach.

Hongjun preached, for a while, in Zixiao Palace, the sky was falling, and the ground was surging with golden lotus......

Every time Hongjun speaks a word, a big golden character will appear.

Starting from the weakest Earth Fairyland, and continuing to talk about it, everyone present felt that the things they didn't understand before suddenly understood.

Everyone benefited a lot, and Hongjun preached to them, just like they had been thirsty for a long time in the desert, and suddenly, someone brought them a bottle of mineral water from the Immortal Barrier.

It's so sour, it's the kind that can't be expressed in words!

However, there is one person who doesn't understand, and that is the ancestral witch Houtu.

Ancestral witches don't cultivate souls, only powerful bodies, so in the eyes of others, it is like a sound of heaven, but in the eyes of Houtu, no, in the eyes of the entire Wu clan, it is like noise.

Everyone listened attentively, and felt Hongjun's avenue with their eyes closed, but Houtu was with her eyes wide open.

If it's a grumpy ancestral witch, you've left right now, and you don't care who you are at all?

You're making noise here, are you justified?

If it is a co-worker, Zhu Rong's kind of acute child, I am afraid that he has already started to do it.

However, Houtu is the one with the best temper among the twelve ancestral witches, and the one with the most kindness.

Therefore, even if Hongjun's avenue was an unpleasant noise to her, she was there to listen.

She also understands the strength of the saint, what if she leaves like this and provokes a great enemy for the Wu clan?!

……

Time passed unconsciously, and fifteen hundred years passed.

However, the time for Hongjun's sermon this time is still 1,500 years old.

However, at this moment, Hongjun stopped preaching.

After Hongjun stopped, everyone came to their senses, and their faces were not good-looking.

Hongjun's sermon is like mineral water in the desert, but after he stops, it is as if someone has forcibly taken the water from your hands.

At this time, you just took a sip of water, or a small sip, and you were very annoyed if it was you.

However, this is Hongjun's dojo, even if they are dissatisfied, they can only hold back.

At this time, Hongjun's face showed a puzzled expression, which was puzzling!

(End of chapter)