And the ancestor of Kunpeng, who is the main master, was even more angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, pointed at himself, and said with a strange smile:

"Quasi-Ti Daoist friend wants me to give up my seat?"

Zhun Ti's breath was surging all around, the golden light was surging, and he nodded lightly:

"Daoist friends have many lives and killings during their lifetimes, and they are riddled with karma, so if you take this opportunity to accumulate more merits, you will not be at peace after you die."

After hearing this shameless sentence, Kunpeng laughed angrily:

"So, is it for my sake to be a fellow Daoist? Today, let the ancestor and I learn how to teach you this six golden body. ”

Seeing that the two sides had a big fight when they didn't agree with each other, at this time, Sanqing Yimai, who had not opened his mouth, spoke.

It was the middle-aged Yuan Shi, he glanced at Kunpeng Ancestor with cold eyes, and said angrily:

"You are a man who wears hair and horns, and you are wet and egg-born, and the Taoist ancestor does not jealous of your humble feet, and allows you to listen to the sermon here, but you have no mercy.

Dare to make a loud noise here, it is really ignorant of education. ”

With that, he waved his sleeves, and the divine light surged, turning into a storm of spiritual power and rolling towards the Kunpeng Ancestor.

Kunpeng Ancestor didn't expect Yuan Shi to attack him, so he was caught off guard and hurriedly resisted, when Zhun Ti suddenly attacked him, and the Bodhi Tree brushed towards his back heart.

This blow was extremely accurate, and immediately knocked Kunpeng out of the position of the futon, and then the lead instantly rushed to sit on the fifth futon.

"You~You~"

Kunpeng Ancestor was so angry that his face turned blue, and he wanted to sacrifice the Demon Master Palace to fight to the death with these three people.

However, he did not lose his mind at this time, and understood that he was alone and an opponent of the two in the West, not to mention that there was a Yuan Shi.

Suddenly snorted coldly and walked towards the futon at the rear.

At the same time, he glared fiercely at the Red Cloud Ancestor beside him.

If it weren't for the good old man's thoughts, how would he lose this futon position.

Hongyun was a little confused, this Kunpeng himself didn't recruit him or provoke him, it was the lead and Zhun Ti who robbed him of the futon, and Yuan Shi was an accomplice.

Why can't he be in turn!

How did the pure-minded Hongyun know what Kunpeng Ancestor was thinking at this time.

At this time, a magnificent and vast coercion emerged, the light of the fairy spirit was dense, and the two long rivers of time and space emerged, slowly condensing into a figure.

An ethereal voice spread from the platform:

"From now on, the order of the seats will be determined and cannot be changed."

Seeing the arrival of the Dao Ancestor, everyone was holding their breath, extremely serious, and saluted respectfully.

Then Hongjun's chaotic eyes containing endless vicissitudes looked at Bai Ye and said:

"Fellow Daoist of the White Night, you sit here."

The mist of immortals appeared, and a purple futon appeared next to Sanqing Nuwa, juxtaposed with Zhun Ti.

The three thousand Hongchen guests in the audience were all shocked.

Looking at Bai Ye incredulously, even Sanqing Nuwa was surprised.

This person is the power of the Dao Ancestor.

In the middle of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, can you point out the Dao Ancestor?

Bai Ye was also honest and unkind, and sat down straight.

Hongjun didn't say much and began to preach.

"Before the beginning of heaven and earth, there are things mixed, born congenitally, lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not destroyed, can be the mother of heaven and earth......"

Hongjun tongue fights the golden lotus, the Taoist sound is beautiful, and the golden lotus blooms for a while, the sky is falling, and the endless vision is manifested.

The people sitting in front of them were fascinated by what they heard, and many people suddenly felt that their mouths were suddenly opened, and their comprehension of the avenue had risen to a higher level.

And Kunpeng can be miserable, these three thousand futons can help people realize the miracle effect, he sat at the end, although he could also hear Qing Hongjun's preaching, but sometimes frowned, very distressed.

Coupled with the chaotic divine wind whistling outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, sitting at the door, made his mind chaotic.

That's it, Kunpeng's vicious gaze once again stared at the enlightened Hongyun next to him, and wrote down the account fiercely.

Just when everyone was fascinated, three thousand years had passed in a trance.

Just as everyone was fascinated, the Dao sound vision in Zixiao Palace suddenly disappeared.

The voice of the vicissitudes of life sounded again.

Three thousand years have passed, and this is the end of the first sermon of the Poor Word.

You are a guest of Zixiao Palace, and you will be my Xuanmen disciple in the future.

After a thousand years, you can come again, and then the poor road will start to talk about the next realm after Daluo. ”

Everyone was amazed! There is joy and urgency in my heart.

Another realm after Da Luo is the realm of the legendary saint.

At this time, most of the great powers were gearing up, and they couldn't wait for Hongjun to start speaking immediately.

Only a few people such as Taiqing Laozi took the opportunity of this retreat to touch the realm of the late stage and even the peak of Daluo.

Fang Cai faintly felt that there was still a great realm between Da Luo Jin Immortal and the saint that was difficult to erase.

Just as everyone was about to leave, they found that in front of the futon in the white night, there was a bronze tripod with three legs and two ears, haunting with chaotic qi.

Innate treasure - Qiankun Ding!

The powerful eyes of the desolate people looked at the white night with burning eyes, and their eyes were red.

This is an innate treasure, the legendary enlightenment weapon of the ancestor of Qiankun.

Dao Ancestor actually gave this kid like this.

What a virtue he can!

At this time, even top powerhouses such as Sanqing and Donghuang Taiyi looked at Bai Ye with unkind eyes.

It seems to be snatched at any time.

In the face of so many naked eyes, Bai Ye was also a big head.

The purple futon is just that, this Hongjun even wants to give him Qiankun Ding, what does it mean?

Could it be that Hongjun has discovered his true identity.

Before he had time to think about it, Bai Ye took the lead in tearing the space and disappeared in place.

"Chase!"

A group of Zixiao Palace guests reacted, and each of them used their magic powers, chasing after them with the aura that disappeared in the white night.

"Brother Xian, let's chase it too!"

At this time, Di Jun, who was dressed in a golden robe and had begun to have the atmosphere of an emperor, suggested to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi beside him.

The power of the innate treasure is that he is also enthusiastic.

What's more, this Qiankun Ding is still a supreme refining magic weapon.

Taiyi just wanted to agree, but suddenly frowned, and subconsciously refused:

"Big brother, I sensed that there was an opportunity that was born with me."

Di Jun was stunned, what chance could be more important than the innate treasure, but it didn't stop Taiyi.

At the same time, there were also Sanqing Nuwa and others who were sensitive, and they all controlled the light and went towards Buzhou Immortal Mountain.

……

Deep in Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun lies high in the nine heavens, the way of heaven is derived around him, the jade disc of creation falls, and the chain of order lingers in the void, and there are many visions.

A moment later, the chaotic qi shattered, and the Creation Jade Disc stopped rotating.

His gaze turned to Zixiao Palace, looked at the place where Bai Ye had disappeared before, and muttered to himself:

"Why can't it be calculated?

Anyway, what kind of foot are you, let the poor road give it a try. ”

With this in mind, he pointed out, and endless spiritual light erupted, and the Styx Ancestor, who was far away in the depths of chaos and resisting the erosion of the Gangfeng, suddenly had a strange brilliance in his eyes.

But the demons caused the gods to turn around and go in one direction of the desolate land.