The flood does not remember the year, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years have passed since the collection of many treasures from the sky.

On this day, the flood and famine reappeared, and all the great powers walked out of their respective dojos and rushed towards the Chaos Sea, just because the time for the second sermon of the Dao Ancestor of Zixiao Palace had arrived!

"Hahaha~"

In the vast East China Sea, a hearty laugh sounded, but the space trembled, and three figures suddenly appeared.

These three Taoists, one wearing a big red Taoist robe, one

Chapter 168 of "Hong Huangzhong Li" Zixiao Second Lecture, Ao Wu Then The soil is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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