With the treasures and famous flowers having masters, Hongjun flashed outside Zixiao Palace with a single jump.

Seeing this, everyone didn't care to check the newly arrived treasures, and they came out one after another, sending Hongjun Huadao.

"The way of heaven is incomplete, the flood is not stable, now I am Hongjun, sacrifice my life and join the way! Since then, the way of heaven is Hongjun, and Hongjun is not the way of heaven...... The general trend does not change, and the Hongjun is not obvious! ”

I only heard Hongjun's long roar, which resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths, and all the creatures of heaven and earth worshipped, saying: "Dao Ancestor is merciful!" ”

Within Zhou Tian, only Lin Feng's five clones stood proudly, quietly watching Hongjun Hedao.

But at the same time as Hongjun's words fell, a golden light appeared from the desolate world, enveloping his whole body.

"Huh!"

The next moment, Hongjun and the golden light disappeared together, and the heavens and the earth returned to peace. In the darkness, all beings in heaven and earth sensed that the laws of this world had become stable and perfect countless times.

From then on, those who have cultivated enough will be able to easily calculate the heavens before the great tribulation begins. All living beings who transform into forms or leap into the essence of life must survive the heavenly tribulation, and no one will help them, and those who help will also be tribulated by thunder......

All kinds of rules of the Heavenly Dao appear in the minds of all beings in heaven and earth like blessings to the heart.

Outside Zixiao Palace, Sanqing and the other six people watched Hongjun's figure disappear, but they also breathed a sigh of relief - from now on, there is no need to worry about a big mountain overhead that cannot be crossed.

However, when their eyes condensed to the Golden Horn Daoist who stood proudly not far away and had an indifferent face, his face became not very good-looking.

But it was only a matter of moments, and soon they regained their composure.

Because in their opinion, when they have the opportunity to be in the holy position, they will eventually uphold the will of heaven and achieve the supreme holy position, and then they will not have to be afraid of this mysterious powerhouse.

Even if the other party also has Hongmeng Purple Qi, at most, they can only prove an ordinary Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and there is still a big gap between them and their immortal and immortal holy position.

"Golden Horn Daoyou, farewell!"

Sanqing took the lead in saying hello and left.

The introduction of Zhun Ti was even more direct, and he didn't look at the Golden Horn Daoist, so he went to the west of the wilderness by himself.

Nuwa stepped forward with Fu Xi and saluted the Golden Horn Daoist: "If you are interested, you can return to the flood with your concubine." ”

She did this because she felt a little alone.

Sanqing is a brother who breaks bones and tendons, and it is unbreakable to help each other, and the same is true for Zhun Ti, and she is the only one among the six.

Even if there was Fu Xi on her side, Fu Xi did not get the holy position, nor did she get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which made her inevitably have a little desire to win over the Golden Horn Daoist.

In her opinion, even though the Golden Horn Daoist is powerful, he is now the target of everyone, and it is really unrealistic to want to fight everyone with his own strength, and he should not refuse the kindness he released.

But she was wrong.

But seeing that the Golden Horn Daoist smiled slightly, he shook his head and said: "Thank you for your kindness, but the poor Dao has its own plans, so please do your own thing." ”

When Nuwa and Fuxi heard this, they both raised their eyebrows, but they didn't expect this mysterious guy to see the situation so clearly, and they couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in their hearts. But since the other party had refused, they would not pull down their ropes to continue persuasion, so they just nodded and turned to leave.

At this time, the eyes of the three thousand powerhouses were all focused on the Golden Horn Dao people.

Among these 3,000 people, more than 2,800 people are all peak cultivators of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and more than 100 people are all quasi-saints!

Among the more than 100 quasi-saints, more than 80 are in the early stage of quasi-saints, and only more than 10 are in the middle stage of quasi-saints.

As for the late stage of the quasi-saint, there are only eight of them, namely Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun Daoren, Eastern Prince, Lishan Old Mother, Styx Old Ancestor, Emperor Jun, and Taiyi.

These seven are all people with great luck and great wisdom, and all of them broke through from the middle stage of the quasi-saint to the pinnacle in one fell swoop in the process of Hongjun's third sermon.

"Fellow Daoists, looking at you like this, it seems that you want the Hongmeng purple qi on the poor Dao?"

The Golden Horn Daoist's sleeve robe was slightly swinging, his face was calm and indifferent, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. Even in the face of a full three thousand powers, he did not change in the slightest.

"If that's the case, don't hesitate, please do it. Otherwise, if the poor road strikes first, you will have no chance. ”

His words were very domineering, and he regarded the three thousand powers as nothing.

"Daoist friends misunderstood, my brothers and I didn't mean that." Di Jun and Taiyi glanced at each other, feeling that this trip to the muddy water was not suitable for mixing.

After all, they all already have their own plans, and when they become the masters of the Flood Desolation, it shouldn't be too difficult to find Hongmeng Purple Qi, and there is no need to make twists and turns here.

However, their original plan to win over the Golden Horn Daoist after the sermon was over was also put down for the time being.

After all, although the Golden Horn Daoist was very strong, they still felt that he was carrying so many strong people alone, but they were afraid that it was still enough.

If they were to win over the Golden Horn Dao now, they would undoubtedly be standing against everyone else—it wasn't worth it in their eyes.

So they intend to sit on the sidelines and act on the opportune moments.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Dao are not belligerent people, and after the two of them glanced at each other, they also stepped back together, and said, "The two of us have no such intentions, so we will leave." ”

The two of them were even more crisp than Emperor Jun Taiyi, and they just ran away.

Kunpeng glanced at the departing Red Cloud Dao people, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, but he still stayed.

In his opinion, there are priorities, and after getting the Hongmeng Purple Qi of the Golden Horn Dao people, it is not too late to kill the Red Cloud Dao people.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi didn't interfere, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Dao people had retreated, and the eight quasi-saints were in the late stage, and suddenly only four were left.

Seeing this, five of the dozen or so mid-stage quasi-saint powerhouses immediately said, "We will take our leave!" ”

There are only ten left.

The monks in the early stage of the quasi-saint thought for a moment, and more people left, and there were only five left!

The remaining Da Luo Golden Immortal peak cultivators also retreated one after another, and in the end, there was not a single one left!

After all, everyone knew that Hongmeng Purple Qi had three thousand Dao, and in addition to the eight Dao that Hongjun had already obtained, there were as many as two thousand nine hundred and ninety-two Dao left, so there was no need for them to risk their lives to fight against the unfathomable existence of the Golden Horn Dao Man.

The gap between the quasi-saint and Da Luo is insurmountable, not to mention that the Golden Horn Dao people are obviously not ordinary quasi-saints. Those who can go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the lecture are not fools, and naturally they will not be sent to death in vain.

In just an instant, the outside of Zixiao Palace seemed empty.

Kunpeng, Styx Ancestor, Li Shan's Mother, and the Eastern Princes glanced at each other, none of them expected that the situation would suddenly become so delicate.

Obviously, everyone was still aggressive a moment ago, why is there only a few words of effort, and there are not a few people left?

"Ahem, it's time for Poor Dao to leave!"

"Poor Dao too!"

Seeing this situation, the only five remaining quasi-saints in the early stage actually ran away!

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