When Hongjun spoke, he also glanced at several saints, focusing on the Tongtian Sect Master, and his eyes contained warnings and even threats, and several saints hurriedly assured.

Hongjun is gone.

Liu Xiu and Yao Chi also left Zixiao Palace and descended to the thirty-third day.

Thirty-three days, the ruins that had been washed away by the great war, only the supreme Great Luo Tian at the highest level was still complete.

But for the quasi-saints, it is only a small meaning.

Between Liu Xiu and Yao Chi waved their hands, the world was recreated, and in thirty-three days, it was recreated, turning into thirty-three small thousand worlds. As if thinking of something, Liu Xiu put the thirty-three days into the treasure for thirty-three days, strengthening the world, and his colleagues forged the magic weapon with the help of the power of the world.

When the magic weapon matures, it is the moment when the innate treasure is born.

At this moment, the thirty-three days are very desolate, there are only Liu Xiu and Yaochi, all of them are lonely and lonely, they can be described as lonely.

"This is the Emperor of Heaven!"

Liu Xiu sat on the throne and felt the breath of the Emperor of Heaven.

This is the Emperor of Heaven, who has been recognized by Hongjun and the Six Sages, and is justifiable, while the Emperor of Heaven like Dijun is only recognized by the demon clan, and other saints are not recognized.

Of course, the true Emperor of Heaven does not need to be recognized by others, but needs to have strong strength

Boom Boom!

At this moment, above Liu Xiu's body, the breath changed, the three corpses were one, and the Tao was sub-sage, and then the breath changed again, and the Tao was mixed.

This is the second time that the sermon has been mixed.

Again preaching the Tao mixed yuan, and his cultivation is climbing day by day, much stronger than the former Liu Xiu and the former Haotian Emperor.

It's just that the next moment, the main temple is surging, suppressing his own luck and blinding his own heavenly opportunity, no one knows that the current Heavenly Emperor has already preached the Tao and mixed the element.

"Husband, you have preached the Tao and mixed the yuan!" Yaochi was surprised.

"It's just a mix, I can, so can you!" Liu Xiu said: "But remember, Heavenly Court is not important, and power is not important. The important thing is to preach and mix the elements and improve the strength, the water in this world is very deep, and the world we see is only the tip of the iceberg! ”

Yao Chi nodded, as if he had come to his senses.

With a wave of the hand, the palaces began to be cast, pavilions and pavilions, Yantai water pavilions appeared, and the palace groups were supported by the clouds, which were natural, noble, and never fall. Purple gas rises, auspicious spit, a momentum of swallowing and spitting out the ground, the most central palace is particularly prominent, a plaque on it, the inscription Lingxiao Palace, sitting in the center, suppressing the halls.

Yao Chi urged the mana, and a pool was suddenly formed.

The clear water of a pool in the pool, the index finger of the Yao Pond connected the dots, and white light fell, and white lotus flowers rose from the bottom of the pool.

Yao Chi was urging the plain cloud realm flag again, the golden lotus flowers were pervasive, and the auspicious clouds and purple qi followed, and said: "The monks in the lower realm, all those who become immortals and ascend, can be guided by the divine light, and then the foundation of Yao Chi will be reshaped and transformed into immortals. Go to the Gathering Immortal Banner to register and become a member of the Heavenly Court! ”

Yaochi took out a peach hu again, fell into the ground next to it, and then bowed from the Yao Chi with his hand, grabbed a stream of Yaochi holy water, and fell into the peach hu, and then the wishful divine light was shot, instantly taking root and sprouting, and growing a ginseng sacred tree.

The peach tree blossoms and bears fruit and turns into a peach.

The peaches were left behind, and the peach pits were replanted, creating a peach grove.

Nine thousand and one peach trees, sitting in Yaochi, suppressing the luck of the court. Once ripe for three thousand years, you can become an immortal and attain the Tao after eating, which is the supreme spiritual fruit; If it is ripe for 6,000 years, it will rise and rise forever after eating; Nine thousand years of ripe, eat the sun and the moon with the same longevity, heaven and earth with the same Geng, can prove the golden immortal.

The peach tree is planted, carrying aura, gathering luck, and Lingxiao Hall one after the other, echoing each other.

Liu Xiu smiled indifferently, sure enough, the Emperor of Heaven, the Queen Mother, the Lingxiao Palace, the Yaochi Palace, and the Pan Peach Tree were exactly the same as the legends of the previous life.

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With the establishment of the Heavenly Court, some of the cultivators of the Flood Desolation were indifferent, some were in awe, and some were expecting, all expecting this Heavenly Court to make a difference, but then the Heavenly Court was calm and quiet, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

The people of the world were surprised, but later countless scattered cultivators flew to the heavens and got a place.

Heavenly Court is also not rejected by those who come, and the environment of Heavenly Court is beautiful, and the aura is sufficient, and most of the cultivators in the heavens linger and live in Heavenly Court.

Gradually, the general framework of the Heavenly Court was established.

Then, Liu Xiuduan sat on the throne, leisurely and calm, indescribably comfortable.

Then, the era of the human race came, human beings are the protagonists of the times, the three emperors and five emperors, one by one the strong have risen, and one by one the brilliant civilizations have begun to deduce. It's just that the human race has only the superficial protagonists, and the real protagonists are the six saints, followed by the various innate sacreds.

The Terran can become the protagonist of the times, not because of the Terran's outstanding qualifications and amazing talents.

In fact, the talents of the Terrans are mediocre

The Terran can become the protagonist of the times because the Terran is weak enough, and there are no strong giants such as Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and Twelve Ancestors. There is the possibility of infiltration, control, and the possibility of being used.

There are constantly demon clans, strong people of the Wu clan, reincarnated as human races, becoming strong men of the human race, and carving up the luck of the human race. The Three Emperors and Five Emperors are either the reincarnation of the demon giants, or the reincarnation of the Wu giants. It's just that after reincarnation, they are no longer witches, no longer demons, but real humans.

The world is so wonderful that many people forget their original roles when acting.

There are constantly strong people who are reincarnated as human beings, and the luck of human beings is constantly increasing, and they are gradually becoming the protagonists of the times.

It seems that in order to better control the human race, the six sages joined forces to set up the three emperors and five emperors, and the leaders of these human races are all living in seclusion in the Huoyun Cave, and they must not be dispatched unless there is a major event.

It is said that the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, the eternal protagonist, but it is a pity that this is blown out, there is no supreme treasure to suppress the luck of the human race, there is no top powerhouse to sit in the human race, and there is no saint to sit in it. It can be said that the identity of the protagonist of the Terran era was pushed up by the six saints.

Nuwa was made holy, lived in seclusion outside the chaos, and rarely made a move.

Because she created people and sanctified, as long as the human race is not destroyed, her luck will not stop, and she can lie down and win without participating in various tribulations.

Lao Tzu is the establishment of human religion, as long as the human race is not destroyed, luck is endless, and there is no need to meddle in anything.

Primitive and heavenly, but life is a lot harder.

Success also establishes religion, defeat also establishes religion.

The sect they founded is strong, their own luck is also strong, and their cultivation is also rising; Their sect declined, their own luck also declined, and their cultivation also declined. In order to improve their cultivation, they had to work hard to run sects, and then they clashed with each other.

Their lives are miserable, but it is a tragedy to be allowed to pick them up.

In order to become holy, these two not only established a religion, but also made a grand wish, which is equivalent to borrowing from the Heavenly Dao. If you are unable to fulfill your ambition before the immeasurable eons, you will fall to the holy throne.

The saint seems to be invincible, but in fact the flaws are not small.