The flowers and rain fall, the golden crow is in the sky, the real phoenix dances, and the avenue and the sound of the sound resounded through the wilderness.

On the golden altar, an endless holy light emanated, as if cheering and welcoming the arrival of the saint!

However, the black-robed man who stood above the void, like a god and a demon, seemed to be indifferent to everything in front of him, and he did not react at all to the altar that kept sending invitations to invite him to the holy throne.

He stood so quietly in the void, neither leaving nor ascending to the Holy Throne, as if the Holy Throne, which had made countless creatures crazy in the wilderness, had no value in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Why doesn't this senior want to ascend to the throne when he has been sanctified?"

"Could it be that there are any restrictions on this holy position, so this senior is unwilling to accept the holy position?"

"Seniors, don't want it, I want it, that's the holy position, isn't it what we've been pursuing for hundreds of millions of years?"

As time went by, seeing that the black-robed saint had no intention of ascending to the holy throne at all, the desolate creatures who were originally full of awe and reverence were already full of doubts in their expressions at this time.

They don't understand, the holy throne is just around the corner, what is that senior waiting for?

"Take back the altar, this throne is not needed by this seat!"

Half an hour later, under the watchful eyes of countless living beings, the black-robed man, looking up at the void, said the first sentence that suddenly made the innate gods feel like they were kneeling.

This Nima, the holy throne is in front of you, you always say don't want it?

It doesn't matter if you don't, don't let Heavenly Dao take it back, just leave it to us!

The rain of flowers in the sky froze, and the avenue and the sound of the sound suddenly solidified, as if even the Heavenly Dao that had descended the Holy Throne did not expect to encounter such a situation.

The holy throne is in front of him, but the sanctified person does not accept it, which is simply a naked provocation to the way of heaven.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Dao did not give birth to self-consciousness, but there was no annoyance and anger, after the black-robed saint rejected the holy position, the altar in the void that was as bright as the sun and stars slowly disappeared, disappearing into the endless void.

"This seat Haotian, now has attained the Tao, three days later, in the thirty-three days outside the Haotian Palace to open the altar to preach, spread the law of my avenue, those who have fate, can come. Seeing that the altar disappeared, the black-robed saint slowly spoke, and a deep and indifferent voice suddenly resounded in the desolate land.

The words fell, and the black-robed saint took a step forward, stepping directly into the depths of the desolate starry sky, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

"Huh! The power of the saint is really terrifying, it is estimated that the other party can kill us with a single thought!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you know why the Haotian Saint is unwilling to accept the Holy Position? Isn't it good to become an immortal and immortal Heavenly Dao Saint?" Demon Master Kunpeng couldn't understand it, knowing their lifelong pursuit, that was sanctification.

"Perhaps, Haotian's predecessors are so powerful that they don't care about the saint's karma, right?" Fu Xi was dressed in a black and white robe, and in his eyes, a flash of light flashed.

"It's normal, if you accept the holy position, you have to accept the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, although you are immortal and immortal, but you also need to assume the duties of a saint, if you already have the strength of a saint, will you still accept the holy position that restricts you?" The person who spoke, dressed in a blood-colored robe, full of blood-colored long hair, exuding a bloodthirsty breath all over his body, is the famous Styx Ancestor in the Flood Continent, and his strength is not weaker than the three Qings.

"What the Styx Dao friends said makes sense, if I have the strength of a saint, I don't want to accept the constraints of the holy position, and I am free and unrestrained, wouldn't it be happy?!" The person who spoke, dressed in a dark blue robe, had a cyan fairy sword hanging from his waist, his appearance looked very young, and his eyebrows were filled with a rebellious color, it seemed that among the innate gods, few people could enter his magic eyes.

"What Tongtian Daoist said makes sense, but unfortunately, in this world, apart from Haotian's predecessors, who else can not accept the holy position and have the strength of a saint?" Fu Xi shook his head, and then laughed at himself a little, "Besides, our group of cultivators who have not even stepped into the quasi-saint are judging the holy position, isn't it a little too early?"

"It's not early, three days later, go to Haotian Palace, you can get the answer, if the predecessors are willing to pass on the method of sanctification such as us, then the poor Dao will worship him as a teacher, respect him as the Taoist ancestor, worship it from generation to generation, and never rebel!"

"Poor Dao Zhun Ti, from the barren land of the West, today I can see Haotian's predecessors preaching, it is really worth the trip!"

Sanqing and the others glanced at Zhun Ti, and found that this person was extremely ordinary among the innate gods, and he didn't see anything special at all, plus the other party was from the barren West, and everyone was too lazy to take care of him, and for a while, Zhun Ti stood in place, and no one answered his words.

Zhun Ti was a little embarrassed, but he was not annoyed, over the years, he had already been accustomed to the discrimination of these innate gods against the West, and after shaking his head slightly, he was ready to leave this place and go to the depths of the desolate starry sky to find the Haotian Palace that stood thirty-three days away!

Airplanes!

However, at this moment, just as the gods were about to leave, in the void, a mighty force suddenly descended from the sky, suppressing the innate gods in place again.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it possible that Haotian seniors are back again?"

"It's not like Haotian's predecessors, it seems... Someone has been sanctified again!"

Just when the gods were surprised, in the void, the rain of flowers fell again, the shadow of the golden crow god phoenix appeared out of thin air, endless golden lotus flowers spread all over the void, and the familiar rhythm of the sound of the Great Dao and Ming sounded again.

Airplanes!

The huge altar that was as vast as the sun and stars once again appeared above the endless void, and the familiar shadow of the altar made the gods swallow their saliva.

"Is it true that someone has been sanctified again?"

"What day is today, how can you be holy, and how can you be holy?

Looking at the old man in the green robe who was above the altar, the black question mark on the faces of Sanqing and the others, the predecessors who were sanctified today seemed to appear out of thin air, they had never seen it, wasn't it the first batch of innate gods born after the birth of the flood wilderness?

Especially Sanqing, at this time, I can't help but wonder in my heart, and I am quite dissatisfied, the three of us are incarnated by the Pangu Yuan God, and they have great merits to open the heavens, even we are not qualified to become saints, and others, what qualifications do they have to become saints?