Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor sat in the first place, and the Six Saints of Heavenly Dao sat at the bottom of the head.

Seeing that the saints were full of respect, waiting for further instructions, Hongjun thought for a while and said to everyone:

"The Lich Tribulation is about to begin, and the saint should not leave the flood lightly, lest the Tribulation change."

"Just wait for the end of the calamity, immediately take a strong attack and suppress the lustful demon god to set an example!"

The Heavenly Dao Saint exists to maintain the stability of the flood famine, and it is closely related to the fate of the flood famine.

They have the responsibility and obligation to maintain the stability of the flood and famine and crack down on all acts and incidents that are harmful to the flood and famine.

If the whereabouts of the Demon God of Lust are found in normal times, then there is nothing to say, everyone will fight together.

However, it coincides with the critical period of the calamity, and if the saints leave, causing changes in the flood and desolation territory, it will be even more troublesome.

Therefore, Hongjun decided to let the lust demon god go for the time being, and wait until the tribulation is over.

"Yes, we will do as the teacher instructs!"

When all the saints heard this, they bowed down to their leaders in unison.

"Well, you wait for all the preparations, just wait for my orders."

Hongjun Dao Ancestor bowed slightly, and then, he looked at Shangqing Tongtian and asked, "Tongtian, when will the eldest son be able to preach?"

"Teacher, the disciple is trying to report this!"

The Tongtian Sage stood up and replied, "The disciple asked the eldest son before, and he said that it would take some time, and he asked the teacher to forgive him."

"Well, the matter of preaching is not urgent, let him go."

Speaking of the eldest son, Hongjun Daozu's face obviously showed some smiles, obviously quite satisfied with this disciple grandson.

Heavenly Dao is destined that he has no master-apprentice relationship with the eldest son, but he is still a member of the Xuanmen, and that is enough.

Sure enough, after the three lectures of Zixiao Palace, the eldest son worshiped under the Tongtian Gate and quickly beheaded the three corpses, making the three corpses one and having the opportunity to preach.

Moreover, the path that the Elder Son preached, unlike the other six saints, was not a Heavenly Dao saint, but a mixed Yuan Daluo saint.

To say that he accepted the Six Saints as disciples at the beginning, Hongjun didn't have any good intentions.

At that time, the flood was beginning to open, the way of heaven was beginning to appear, and the Xuanmen was beginning to be established, which was a good time to expand its power.

After thinking about it, Hongjun accepted the six saints as disciples and gave them the opportunity to preach the Tao, so that they could establish the Tao as the saints of the Heavenly Dao.

Although this Heavenly Dao Saint is also a Chaos Saint, he is only a Saint of the Flood Desolation, not a Chaos Saint.

In other words, the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao are just thugs that Hongjun has found to maintain the stability of the flood and the rule of the Xuanmen.

The eldest son is different, he has a great way, and he is expected to be a mixed Yuan Daluo saint, he is the future hope of Xuanmen.

"Yes, disciple obeys."

Tongtian didn't know what Hongjun was thinking, and replied respectfully.

When the other saints saw Hongjun's completely different attitudes, they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.

is too indifferent, he only has Xuandu under his disciples, and he has no idea of expanding the human sect.

Yuqing Yuanshi lowered his head, and he was jealous and hateful to Tongtian, and his eyes were red.

Although Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhun Ti are also envious, they are not as strong as Yuqing Yuanshi.

"Well, I originally wanted the Immortal to deal with the River Styx, but this is the critical moment of his preaching, so it is not good to act rashly, so as not to disturb his preaching."

Hongjun took in all the thoughts of the saints, but he didn't pay attention to them, and asked Tongtiandao, "Who do you think is the most suitable person to deal with the River Styx?"

As soon as these words fell, Yuqing Yuan Shi became even more envious, jealous and hateful.

"This..."

The Heavenly Sage originally wanted to say that the Immortal Son was the most suitable, because he had a very strong supreme treasure in his hand, and it would definitely not affect the enlightenment.

But when the words came to his lips, Tongtian swallowed them again and did not say them, without him, lest the other saints be more jealous.

"The disciple doesn't dare to specialize, please let the teacher be the master!"

After thinking about it, Tongtian didn't come up with random ideas, and kicked the ball back again.

"Well, let Houtu deal with it, anyway, Houtu will incarnate sooner or later as reincarnation, and there is an irreconcilable contradiction with the River Styx."

Hongjun Daozu thought about it and said.

"The teacher is wise!"

When all the saints heard this, they all responded in unison.

Heaven is destined to have great merit in the land of the ancestor and witch, and will be reincarnated and become a saint who is not a saint.

This can be regarded as the balance of the way of heaven, the demon clan has Nuwa, the witch clan has the back soil, although the two clans are destined to decline, they will not be wiped out.

If Houtu wants to incarnate reincarnation, it will occupy the land of the sea of blood, and it will not deal with the River Styx in nature.

It was only fitting that she would deal with the River Styx.

"Well, Taiqing, you are a senior brother, so I'll leave this matter to you."

Seeing this, Hongjun nodded with satisfaction, and after finishing speaking, he flashed away.

"Disciple sends off the teacher!"

When Taiqing was still stunned, everyone else saluted and sent Hongjun away.

"Yes, disciple commanded."

Tai Qingran's face showed a trace of helplessness, and he said unhurriedly.

.....

The desolate world.

Li Changsheng didn't know what was happening in Zixiao Palace.

He sat cross-legged in the Shangqing Palace, and sat opposite the moon worshipping who had just come out of the customs.

"That's right, I've stepped into the realm of the Golden Immortal so soon!"

Looking at the moon worship that had just broken through and had not yet calmed down, Li Changsheng nodded and encouraged.

How long has it been, has it been 3,000 years? Li Changsheng didn't remember either, after all, the flood didn't count the years.

He felt as if he had only come to the Flood Wilderness yesterday, and he couldn't feel the passage of time at all.

But in the blink of an eye, the other party had broken through two orders in a row, condensed the three flowers of heaven, earth and man, and broke through to the realm of golden immortals.

"Senior brother can break through the Golden Immortal, and I have to thank Senior Brother for taking care of him! No, as soon as the junior brother came out, he couldn't wait to come and report the good news to the senior brother."

Worshipping the moon is full of red light, the so-called people are in good spirits at happy events, and they have been in retreat for thousands of years, and finally condensed the three flowers of heaven, earth and man, and stepped into the realm of golden immortals, of course, it is worth being happy.

The realm of golden immortals, from now on, has an endless lifespan, the same life as heaven and earth, and there is no longer the danger of ending life, which can be regarded as a preliminary step on the road of immortality.

"No, the poor road didn't help you anything, you can break through thanks to your own unremitting efforts!"

Li Changsheng shook his head and said.

"Senior brother's great grace, senior brother will remember it in his heart, and he will not dare or forget."

Bai Yue knew that Senior Brother was modest, and his heart was even more grateful.

"Alright, there's no need to say more about these polite words! You've been here for many years, and you haven't gotten to know your fellow disciples and brothers, have you? Go ahead, and remember not to leave Kunlun Mountain."

Li Changsheng waved his hand and encouraged him to send off the guest with two words.

"Senior brother is right, junior brother hasn't known those senior brothers yet, so junior brother will retire."

When Bai Yue heard it, this is indeed the truth, since he came to Honghuang, he only knew Zhao Gongming, the senior brother of the outer gate, and he didn't know anyone else.

Then, he went into retreat, and he has not been out until now.

Breaking through the realm of golden immortals now, you can slow down, and you don't need to be so eager.

So, after bowing to the moon, he withdrew from the main hall.

"Hmm."

Li Changsheng responded, preparing to continue to comprehend the Great Dao of Enlightenment, and at the same time, he also had to refine those few spiritual treasures.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, there was a roar from heaven and earth, and the aura of calamity instantly increased dozens of times as if it had eaten ***.

If it is said that in the past, ordinary people could not see or touch the evil spirit, but now it has reached the point where it is visible to the naked eye and well-known.

Li Changsheng stood up in an instant and looked at the desolate land.

....

Flood Continent.

The territory of the Terran race is like a pearl, embedded in the continent.

A tribe of individuals is located here, multiplies, and grows in strength.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful everywhere, and the caves are blessed, like a fairyland!

The fortune of the human race is as prosperous as smoke, and it is endless.

Located in the south of the Terran territory, there is a Terran tribe of more than 10,000 people, called the Qingshan Tribe.

The bluestone walls are several people high, surrounding the entire tribe and preventing wild beasts from entering.

In the tribe, rough stone houses are lined up, and the streets are clean and tidy.

The people of the tribe all had red faces and were full of energy.

Most of them are ordinary people who have no cultivation at all, and there are very few cultivators.

In the middle of the tribe is a very simple hut, which is the residence of the tribal chief.

"Huh? Why am I suddenly upset? Something must have happened?"

In the thatched hut, the tribal leader Aoyama, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes with doubts on his face.

He pinched his fingers, but found nothing, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Squeak!"

Aoyama pushed open the firewood door, walked out of the hut, and came outside.

The whole tribe came into view, and outside the tribe was a field that could not be seen, and the golden seedlings were hanging down, and the ears of rice were unusually full.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, bringing a touch of coolness to the earth.

Countless clansmen were distributed among them, bending down to harvest, and there was a burst of laughter, filled with the joy of a good harvest.

The willow branches turn golden, as if they have entered a new round of reincarnation, waiting for the buds to emerge green in the coming year.

What a good year.

"Strange, what's going on?"

Puzzled, Aoyama had to give up the idea of exploring and prepare to continue his retreat.

At this moment, in the western sky, demon clouds rolled, and demonic qi swept towards the territory of the human race.

The leader is the demon king ghost car, its color is red like a duck, the wings are wide and wide, and the whole body is red, like a flame, exuding a violent and unbridled atmosphere.

Behind him, the elite army of tens of thousands of demon clans covered the sky and the sun, and killed the human race.

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor has an order to destroy the human race and kill!"

"Sons and daughters, eating human flesh can increase cultivation, I want to eat a hundred!"

"Hehe, I'm going to eat five hundred!"

The demon army whined, screamed excitedly, and pounced on the Terrans.

The momentum is like a rainbow, which makes people feel suffocated.

When the demon cloud approached the territory of the human race, the leading ghost car transformed into a human form, wearing a red battle armor and holding a Fang Tian painting halberd.

The aura of the Taiyi Golden Immortal spread overwhelmingly, causing the countless human races in the Qingshan tribe to tremble and tremble.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shattering noise in the southern land.

I saw a tall Wu clan striding towards the human race, and there was a desire to kill cruelly in his eyes.

The leader is as tall as 10,000 feet, with a snake body of nine heads, and he is the great witch of the Wu clan.

"I am Qingshan, the leader of the Aoyama tribe of the human race, dare to ask why you are here?"

Seeing this, Qingshan didn't dare to slack off, walked out of the tribe, and asked the two lich clans.

"Kill, kill!"

Xiang Liu sneered, glanced at the ghost car, and the two issued orders with a tacit understanding.

"Boom!"

The witch soldiers and demons will all get orders and kill towards the Qingshan tribe.

"All the human races obey the order, the old and weak, the women and the children retreat, and the young and strong will be killed with me!"

Qingshan stared, flew up, and shouted.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a bead with a faint spiritual light appeared instantly.

The power of the Innate Spirit Treasure unfolded in full, blooming with supreme divine power.

Qingshan flew to the sky above the tribe, shouted angrily, and threw out the spirit bead in his hand.

There was a pale yellow light on the beads, which turned instantaneously

Make an illusory cave world and smash it towards the attacking demons and witches.

The power of the boundless world is as vast as the sea, sweeping the sky, the earth swaying, and the stars twinkling in the sky.

"It's ..... Inferior Innate Spirit Treasure Green Spirit Bead?"

Seeing this, the ghost car raised his eyebrows, and was very surprised.

Unexpectedly, a small golden immortal of the human race actually has an innate spirit treasure in his hand.

The next moment, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, since he was seen by this king, then this spiritual treasure is this king's.

"The pearl of rice, how dare you shine? Die!"

Thinking of this, the ghost car smiled fiercely and sneered.

As soon as the words fell, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand suddenly waved, and purple flames manifested one after another, turning into a long river of flames, sweeping towards the Qingshan Tribe.

The fire in the long river of flames is not ordinary fire, but the Nine Demon Fire, which is so domineering that ordinary monks will turn into ashes when they touch it.

This is the natal demon fire of the ghost car, even if the Taiyi Golden Immortal touches a little, it will not escape death.

"Boom!"

The Cave Heaven World, which covered the sky and the sun, collided with the Nine Demon Fire River, erupting into a powerful roar.

The smashed Qing Lingzhu wailed, flew upside down, and fell into Qingshan's arms.

The long river of flames only shook for a moment, and then continued to cover the Qingshan tribe.

And the original innate spirit treasure that was full of spirituality had become dim, and several cracks appeared on the bead's body, almost cracking.

The gap in the realm can be seen.

Suddenly, Qingshan's eyes turned red.

This was a spiritual treasure given by the Holy Father, as a reward for him as the first human race to break through the Golden Immortal Realm.

Now, the Qingling Bead is almost destroyed, what face does he have to see the Holy Father again? new

Not only that, but this bead is also his avenue sustenance, and now the spirit bead is covered with dust and is hopeless!

"Whoever offends my Terran will die!"

Then, he looked at the ghost car hatefully, gritted his teeth, and poured all the mana into the green spirit bead.

"Explode me!"

Thinking of this, Qingshan resolutely rushed over with the Qingling Bead and blew himself up with it.

At the first time, Qingshan and Qingling Beads both exploded, and there were no bones left.

I saw a crack in the center of the explosion, and it was dark inside.

In the flash of fire, the long river of Nine Demon Flames released by the ghost car was swallowed up in an instant.

"Not good!"

The ghost car's complexion changed slightly, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand suddenly waved, trying his best to resist Qingshan's self-explosion.

But the self-explosion of the innate spirit treasure, how can it be idle?

"Boom!"

A mushroom cloud rose and shook the entire wilderness.

Hundreds of millions of miles in an instant turned to ashes, and everything ceased to exist, even the demon king ghost car and the great witch Xiangliu in the Taiyi realm were no exception.