Chapter Forty-Nine: The Countdown to Hongjun's Sermon!

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Wa Palace.

The beautiful woman with the head of a snake couldn't help but frown slightly when she heard this.

"If you want to become a Heavenly Dao Saint, do you also want to behead the three corpses?"

Immediately, Nuwa's heart moved, and three more figures appeared.

It's all Nuwa's appearance.

"Do you really want to behead?"

Nuwa's beautiful eyes flickered with hesitation, looking at the three corpses in front of her who looked exactly like herself, and she was undecided for a long time.

Immediately, he was expected to go to the mountains and rivers on the stone table, and the scene of many powerful confrontations on the side of Erxian Mountain fell into front of him.

Nuwa's beautiful eyes were fixed on Huang Long's body.

Then he exhaled heavily, scanning the three corpses.

"Three Taoist friends, you were born because of me, and you should be destroyed because of me, but you are no different from me, but the poor Dao is not killed!

That dragon clan qi refiner is involved in my fruit position, if you can help, you can share the creation with me! ”

As Nuwa spoke, the three corpses showed different expressions.

Immediately turned into three streamers of light and dissipated in the Wa Palace.

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Erxian Mountain, all the great powers of the desolation look at each other from afar, and the sound of Hongjun Dao Ancestor echoes in this heaven and earth.

Huang Long's eyes narrowed slightly, has the script finally come to Hongjun's preaching?

Feeling the strong spiritual pressure of the Heavenly Dao, the desolate powerhouses present also fell into contemplation.

"Humph!"

A cold snort rang out, and the co-worker held the water god halberd, and the hideous python head was proud of the sky.

"How can our people survive in the world if they hunt all spirits, do not kill evil, do not eat blood and food!

Wu Na Hongjun, don't want to preach before you, and then talk nonsense!

Our Twelve Ancestors are the essence and blood of our father Pangu, and they are the authentic Pangu sect and the orthodox way of heaven!

Even if you have attained the Tao, you will not wait for the instructions of the ancestors! ”

Huang Long gasped and stared at the wild co-worker.

Good fellow, this thing is more iron than your own head!

At the same time, a cold glint flashed in Di Jiang's eyes, and he immediately ripped off the co-workers who stood in the air.

"Shui Zu, don't be rude!"

Di Jiang was already in a cold sweat, and he never expected that the co-workers would be so hard as to shout directly.

Their twelve ancestors are arrogant and arrogant in the desolate land, and they are even more domineering.

But if you mess with the one from Zixiao Palace, you really can't eat and leave.

After all, the one in Zixiao Palace had already been sanctified before countless Yuan Meetings.

Moreover, even a ruthless person like Demon Ancestor Rahu was beheaded by him, and his own brothers worked together, so it was really not enough to look at it in front of others!

What can you do even if you are a quasi-saint, even if you are invincible in the flesh!

There are ants under the saints, and this sentence is never just a saying.

Di Jiang ripped off the co-workers, then looked up at the sky, and made a deep gesture.

"Hongjun Daozu is on top, my brother is reckless by nature, I don't know the number of days, and I collided with Daozu.

I also ask Dao Ancestor to read that our father has the virtue of opening the heavens, and not to care about him in general! ”

The co-working python struggled, couldn't help but stiffen his neck, and said in a deep voice.

"Big brother, are you afraid of what he will do, our twelve brothers and sisters gathered together and set up a twelve-degree heavenly god array!

Directly summoning the true body of the Father, why should you be afraid of him? ”

"Hehe, Gonggong's words are reasonable!"

The Ancestor of Fire Witch Zhu Rong also smiled coldly, and stood in the same camp as the Ancestor Witch of Water for the first time.

"Gonggong, Zhurong, you two don't have to mess around!"

Di Jiang scolded angrily, for fear that these two hobs would do something to harm the Wu clan.

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Outside the Nine Heavens, Zixiao Palace.

The movement of Erxian Mountain naturally attracted the attention of Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

It's just that he has been studying the matter of Hedao, and he has finally achieved something recently.

Knowing that he has educated all the spirits of the desolation, he has passed down his own "Taiyi Generation Nine Turns" and "Innate Spirit Treasure Chopping Dao Body" to prove Daluo, as well as beheading the three corpses to prove the quasi-saint, and refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi Certificate.

These three sermons will help you preach.

But I didn't expect that Gonggong, an iron Hanhan, would dare to stalk his neck and argue with himself when he came up.

It is also transformed by the essence blood of Pangu, although it does not have much merit, but it also involves great cause and effect, even if he is a Heavenly Dao saint, he cannot easily move him.

Hongjun suppressed the anger in his heart, let him endure for a while, and when Mu Gong established the Immortal Court, he would use the Immortal Court to grab the luck of the Wu Clan, not to mention that it was a water ancestor working together, even the entire Wu Clan could be destroyed!

……

On the Erxian Mountain, the black clouds dispersed, the auspicious clouds manifested, and endless golden lotus, luck, and merit lingered on it.

The fairy sound is curling, and the rhyme is ringing.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor's voice resounded through the world again.

"The Nianwu clan and other tribes feed on flesh and blood, and I can't bear to see you starving, but I will preach in a hundred years.

When there is a mass of harmony, if you are bound to fight, remember not to cut off the spirit of the manifestation of the Dao body!

Otherwise, I will condemn them. ”

Hongjun has given enough face to the Wu clan this time, but it is not without warning.

The CCP workers in Erxian Mountain couldn't help laughing when they saw that Hongjun Dao Ancestor had made concessions to him.

"Hahaha, since Hongjun has spoken first, let's not fight this fight today!

Hmph, a few of you are here, presumably that little Cangling will not go to my water temple!

Wuna Golden Crow Taiyi, let's fight this one in a hundred years! ”

With that, the co-worker's figure flew up and left the Erxian Mountain directly.

Taiyi's golden eyes widened, staring at the distant figure of Gonggong, but his left arm trembled.

Obviously, in the battle with Gonggong, he did not have the upper hand as he seemed!

"Hehe, Huanglong Daoyou, since Hongjun Dao Ancestor has already issued a decree, you don't have to worry about any safety issues.

Why don't you take a family with a wife and a child to my Wu tribe? ”

Di Jiang smiled lightly, hearing that Cang Ling was pregnant, his eyes changed a lot when he looked at Huang Long.

There is even a sense of looking at his own son-in-law.

Huang Long narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could see Di Jiang's scheming clearly.

This guy, in a way, is more difficult to get along with than a vicious person like Gonggong.

Of course, the premise is that it is not swallowed directly by the co-workers.

"Hehe, Dijiang Ancestor Wu has good intentions, or as I said before, wait for Ling'er to give birth to a baby and take care of her body.

Poor Dao is visiting the Ancestral Witch Hall with Ling'er!

Could it be that the head of the twelve ancestors and witches, the emperor who sat down in the flood and famine, couldn't even wait for this little time? ”

No matter what kind of mentality Di Jiang had, there was a stain of conniving at other ancestral witches before, Huang Long would never be angry with him.

"Okay, that's a deal!"

Di Jiang said, and then his figure flickered, and the laws of space were unleashed, and the figures of other ancestors and witches dissipated in this heaven and earth.

As for the co-workers' subordinates, they fled and left here.

Seeing this, Huang Long immediately turned around and slightly used his hand towards Emperor Juntai.

"Thank you two brothers-in-law for your help!"

"Hehe, your own family doesn't have to talk to each other!"

Immediately, Huang Long looked at Fuxi Daoist and made a deep gesture.

"Thank you, Senior Fuxi!"

Although I don't know Fu Xi's original intention, it is a fact that he appeared to save the scene, so it can be regarded as a favor.

Seeing this, Fu Xi couldn't help but smile indifferently and returned the salute.

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