Shout!

Just as the usher was about to sit down, a sharp sound of breaking the air resounded, and someone actually sat on the purple futon first, not Fuxi and who.

He remembered Brother Shan's advice and tried every possible way to grab a seat.

However, the previous six positions have been occupied, everyone lives in peace and has nothing to do, Fu Xi is not a vicious person, and it is not easy to snatch it domineeringly.

But now it's different, there is a seat vacant, and it's the two old bastards who are supposed to be lifted and ushered in, and he doesn't have any psychological burden at all to grab the seat.

Originally, the person who received the Daoist was full of smiles, but when he saw Fu Xi taking it one step ahead of him, an old face suddenly became gloomy, and it looked like 80,000.

"This is my seat, get out of the way!" the usher immediately reprimanded coldly, staring at Fu Xi's eyes that wanted to erupt with fire, out of anger.

Fu Xi raised his head and replied nonchalantly: "Who said that this is your seat, and your name is written on it? ”

When Nuwa saw this scene, she immediately burst out laughing, she didn't expect these two bastards to be angry after they were seized seats, the second brother is really smart!

"You ......" The usher glared at each other angrily, so angry that his eyes were about to pop out.

The somewhat short-tempered quasi-Daoist turned around and scolded murderously: "Bastard, you dare to grab my senior brother's seat, I think you are impatient!"

For Nuwa and Fuxi, the quasi-Tidao people are naturally impressed, and they are very profound, almost imprinted on the Yuan Shen, indelible.

Last time in Buzhou Mountain, they were severely repaired, and at this time, they were actually occupied again, which made the quasi-Daoist furious, and he was furious in an instant.

As soon as the words fell, he fought hard, looking like he counted the old and new hatreds together.

Whew......

With a flip of his palm, the quasi-Daoist took out the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and brushed it towards Fuxi.

This Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is the quasi-Ti Taoist with the body of the Western Gengjin Bodhi wood combined with gold and silver glass lamp in which the treasure refined, is a superb innate spirit treasure, known as nothing without brushing, the end is strong and overwhelming.

With the waving of the Zhun Ti Dao people, on the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, a burst of colorful light shone brightly, reflecting the heavens, seemingly light and ethereal, but carrying a vast and vast power.

If you hit Fuxi, you will definitely brush it off your seat.

But how could Fu Xi sit still and wait to die, but before he could act, the third sister Nuwa on the side took the lead.

"Old bastard, you dare to make a move on my brother, watch the fight!"

Nuwa Jiao shouted, her eyes were sharp, and her momentum was open, like a heroine, heroic and cool.

As soon as her jade hand was raised, a round hydrangea jumped on it, which was the red hydrangea that Zhou Shan had given her before.

At this moment, Nuwa showed no mercy, and Da Luo's mana was poured into it, and it was thrown towards the Quasi-Daoist.

Soon, the two sides collided together, but in a flash, the colorful glow disappeared, and it was not the opponent of the red hydrangea at all.

Bang!

In the next moment, the red hydrangea smashed accurately on the door of the quasi-Tidao person, only to hear a loud sound come out, and the quasi-Tidao person was hit hard, and when he got out of his seat, he was directly smashed and flew out.

Burst!

Still in mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the quasi-Tidao person, and finally fell to the ground hard, only to feel dizzy and dizzy.

When Nuwa Niangniang was in her heyday, a throw would inevitably collapse even if it was a saint's body, and the power was so great.

The Seven Treasures Miaoshu of the Quasi-Tidao is not good at attacking, and under the guidance and funding of Zhou Shan, Nuwa has reached the late stage of Daluo, and the Quasi-Tidao is only in the middle of Daluo, how can he be Nuwa's opponent?

"Oh, this woman is so good!"

Everyone gasped and was shocked.

Although all the people who can pass through the endless chaos and come to this Zixiao Palace are Da Luo Jin Immortals, there are not many who are in the late stage, and there are even fewer who have a magic weapon like the red hydrangea, so the strength shown by Nuwa cannot help but be shocked.

Even the Sanqing on the side were also afraid, they all existed in the late stage of Da Luo Jin Xian, and their cultivation was not weak, but when it came to magic weapons, there was nothing to do, and they were far from Nuwa.

At this time, Hongjun opened the altar for the first time to preach, and he never accepted Sanqing as a disciple, let alone divided the treasure, the innate treasure Taiji Diagram, Pangu Banner, and the first fierce array of the Honghuang Immortal Sword Formation did not belong to them.

After a long time, the quasi-Tidao who was smashed to the ground breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up tremblingly, and after receiving a blow from Nuwa, he had already turned into a pig's head, his head was swollen to the size of a head, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

Feeling the shock, ridicule, and sarcasm of the people around him, the Quasi-Tidao man almost cried out in discomfort, his old face was as blue as if he had eaten a dead mouse.

The Daoist was stunned on the spot, and he was also shocked by Nuwa's terrifying strength, and he was at a loss for what to do.

At this moment, the entire Zixiao Palace was silent, the needle drop could be heard, and the birds were silent.

On the front steps, under the altar, there was a purple futon empty, but no one dared to sit on it.

The quasi-Daoist was beaten to the point that he had no temper, and the Daoist didn't even dare to let out a fart.

For a while, the two of them couldn't stand or sit, and they were extremely embarrassed, and they were embarrassed to be thrown home.

Haotian and Yaochi glanced at each other, looking at each other, and they didn't know what to do.

Rumble!

It was also at this time that a vast, supreme, and boundless aura was released, sweeping through the heavens and the earth, sweeping every corner of Zixiao Palace.

Immediately afterwards, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who was dressed in a gray Taoist robe, walked out of the hall gate, and then sat on the altar, his expression calm and peaceful, as if the scene of being beaten by the raised eyebrows and vomiting blood had never appeared before.

Seeing Daozu Hongjun appearing, everyone sat upright, respectful.

The eyes of the quasi-Daoist lit up, and he crawled forward with a rolling belt and cried: "Qiyu Hongjun Sage, these two people have arrogantly seized my senior brother's position, and they have also beaten people for no reason, disturbing the Qingning of Zixiao Palace, I am not afraid that you will put it in your eyes, it is too presumptuous!"

This old thing shamelessly made a small report to Daozu Hongjun, pointing at Fuxi and Nuwa to complain, with such a vicious look, as if he wanted to eat them alive.

Fuxi and Nuwa were shocked, three-year-old children, they still played the trick of playing small reports, and the mud couldn't support the wall!

Hongjun Daoren frowned, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at Fuxi and Nuwa.