Chapter 595: Hongjun preaches Zixiao's changes

It takes a long time to fuse the world, or a world beyond its own strength, and in a blink of an eye, a billion years have passed, and when Chen Mo is still slowly fusing this huge power, at the edge of chaos, Hongjun Movement Yuan Divine Power, who has cultivated to the peak of the Chaos Yuan Sage, shouted loudly:

"I have already preached that in three thousand years, I will preach in the Chaos Zixiao Palace, and those who are destined can come here."

This roar spread all over the wilderness, in Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Taishang, Yuan Shi, and Tongtian looked at each other and smiled and went to the sky, in the sea of blood, Styx looked at Yuan Tu, who had reached the innate holy soldier in his hand, and muttered a few words, and his body turned into red light and left.

In a pitch-black cave in the west, three bald heads with dark faces walked out of the cave, six eyes flashed with blood-red light, and a burly man led by him said in a deep voice:

"Pick up and mention the two brothers, this Hongjun preaching, we will also go and join in the fun, maybe the next saint will be among our brothers."

"That must be Brother Rahu." He laughed.

Zhun Ti glanced at the two of them, and the corners of his mouth provoked a wicked smile and said:

"Why one, wouldn't it be better for us all to be sanctified?"

"Hahaha...... Brother is right, if the three of us are sanctified, the flood will be our hunting ground. Rahu said with a wild laugh.

The three black charcoal heads turned into three black lights and flew towards the starry sky, and on the sun star, Di Jun and Taiyi said urgently:

"What a chance, what a chance, this Hongjun is preaching in Chaos, you and I are the closest to him, how can we hear what he says first."

The two guys who were neither human nor beast jumped out of the sun, and behind them turned into three-legged golden black wings, forming two lines of fire and flying in the direction of chaos with one beat.

On the top of a mountain near Buzhou Mountain, two cultivators with snake heads and bodies were swallowing spiritual energy, and when they heard Hongjun's words, they hurriedly transformed into human forms and headed towards the sky, and in the depths of a huge canyon near them. The ten men and two women looked at each other and shook their heads.

A beautiful woman in a yellow robe looked at a man led by her and said:

"Brother, that person said back then, if we don't listen to the way of Hongjun, we can become a saint by diligently cultivating our own Nine Turns Xuangong, it seems that we still cultivate honestly."

The man nodded and said:

"What Sister Houtu said is extremely true, that person removed the impurities in our blood back then. It also purified the surrounding evil qi, and set up a large array for us to block the observation of outsiders, and then Tianyan Dao Jue, we also perfected the Nine Turns Xuangong, and now the twelve of us have become quasi-saints, and it is not far from the sage, why listen to Hongjun's refining divine martial arts. ”

These twelve people are the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan, in fact, they are the same bloodline as the other Honghuang Pangu clans. However, they were deliberately thrown into the evil qi by the calculations of the Heavenly Dao, but fortunately, Chen Mo helped them, these twelve Wu Clan ancestors did not have a brave and ruthless character.

The Wu clan did not come out, and in the northern underworld, a huge fish like a mountain jumped out of the sea, turned into a big bird in an instant, and flew towards the firmament from a million miles away with a flash of wings.

On the desolate land, some cultivators who were not even Golden Immortals were flying high in the sky, and they didn't think that it would take tens of thousands of years for them to fly to the starry sky. Where can we catch up with the great cause of preaching?

At the end of the three thousand years, a huge stone platform rolled at the edge of chaos. The masters who had been searching in the chaos for a long time hurriedly rushed to the stone platform.

There is a small courtyard on the stone platform that is not big, the courtyard gate can only pass by one person, Sanqing cultivation is the highest, and it is the first to fall on the stone platform, the fastest speed in Sanqing is not too high but Tongtian, he flashed into the small courtyard. Seeing that there were six futons at the front of the courtyard, he smiled and rushed to the first one to sit down.

Yuan Shi saw that Tongtian actually grabbed the first seat, and said coldly:

"Tongtian, what kind of system are you, don't you know how to let the eldest brother sit first?"

"There are six futons here, but it's not for everyone to be polite. Whoever sits in front has the providence of God. Tongtian glanced at Yuan Shi and said.

Yuan Shi was still about to speak, Taishang had already sat on the second futon, and with a pull of his hand, Yuan Shi sat in the third position, he glared at Yuan Shi and said:

"If you talk about it any longer, there will be no seats."

Taishang was fortunate to be fast, if it was half a beat slower, the next red shadow would have to grab the second seat, but now the person who came landed on the fourth futon, and his eyes closed after a cold glance at the three people in front of him.

This sat in the fourth seat is Chen Mo's future but has become a fact of the old father-in-law Styx, because of the Yuan Tu Sword, his cultivation is much faster than the original development, not to mention that the Four Elephant Array set up by Chen Mo also accelerated the purification of the blood sea vitality to him, when most people are not yet quasi-saint, he is already a big master in the middle stage of quasi-saint at this moment.

Originally, the fourth place should have been Nuwa's, but unfortunately the changes set by Chen Mo were not so easy to develop along the normal path, just when Fu Xi was about to let Nuwa enter Zixiao Palace first, a black shadow whistled past and fell to the fifth position, Fu Xi was stunned and hurriedly pushed Nuwa to sit in the sixth position, at this time, two black shadows came one after another, and Fu Xi fell to the ground on a big horse.

Seeing that there was no place and he was knocked down by two black charcoal heads, Fu Xi flipped his palm, and the innate spirit soldier with a strange rune appeared in his hand shouted:

"What are you doing?"

The two black charcoal heads are the lead and Zhun Ti, and the one who rushed in before was the stronger Rahu, they didn't grab the seat and were on fire, this Fu Xi looked like he was going to fight, Zhun Ti's eyes were full of fierce and shouted:

"What are you doing, grab a seat, Nima blocked the door and didn't go in, I want to fight and wait to return to the flood wilderness, Grandpa Zhun Ti will play with you."

As soon as the murderous intent appeared in Fu Xi's eyes, he snorted coldly and rushed into Zixiao Palace to sit behind Nuwa, while Jieyin and Zhun Ti were already enchanted, although their faces were equally thick, they no longer did anything, they glared at the others sitting on the futon and sat behind Luo Hu.

At this time, there were already many masters on the stone platform, and a fat man with a kind face probed into Zixiao Palace, and when he saw that so many people had already sat down, he walked in with a smile and said:

"Oh, fellow Daoists will be fortunate to meet, in the Lower Fire Cloud Cave Red Cloud, everyone can come to my place to drink after learning the Tao, the Fire Cloud Burning I refined can be regarded as the first wine in the wilderness."

Hongyun's enthusiasm did not respond, and he was not annoyed and sat behind Tongtian, and then a fish-belly-eyed man came in and sat behind Taishang, at this time, two men with their heads still on fire muttered and walked in, it turned out that these two guys were close to each other, although they were close to here, they had not found the location of Zixiao Palace for thousands of years.

Di Jun glanced at the people present, and he sat behind Yuan Shi with tears and said:

"Brother Taiyi, we are on the edge of chaos, and we can't even mix a futon, what is this called." (To be continued.) )