Hongjun Dao Ancestor has been talking for thousands of years, and many monks have gradually become scratching their ears and cheeks, they obviously can't understand this kind of avenue, and the only ones who can benefit from it are those great gods in the front row.

"This sermon ends here, when you go back to practice, after 30,000 years, I will open the Zixiao Palace three times, explain the way of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and then you can all come. ”

When Hongjun Daozu said this, all living beings were excited.

The way of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, this is the common pursuit of all monks!

Even Taiqing, who has always been pure and inactive, had a look of excitement in his eyes at this time.

Ji Meng looked at the Kunpeng Ancestor excitedly, but he found that the Kunpeng Ancestor was calm, which made Ji Meng puzzled.

Could it be that Kunpeng Daoist already has a way to preach the Dao Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal? That's why he wasn't interested in what Dao Ancestor said?

Ji Meng didn't know that Kunpeng Ancestor was not interested in Hongjun Dao Ancestor's Great Dao, but that his target was not just the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

The Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal was a culmination for many cultivators, but for Kunpeng Ancestor, it was just the beginning.

Kunpeng Ancestor never thought that he would stop here after the enlightenment, what he wanted to do was to transcend the Holy Realm, embark on the path of the peak, and see what the end of that path was.

After transcending the Holy Realm and the Heavenly Dao, what will be the future path?

These unknowns filled the Kunpeng Ancestor's heart with motivation.

"But for now, it's best to find the whereabouts of the Four Heaven-Opening Spirits as soon as possible, otherwise it will really affect my cultivation progress!"

The Kunpeng Ancestor had managed to accumulate a little advantage, and if he delayed the time to enter the quasi-saint realm because he couldn't find the Three Spirits of the Open Heavens, it would be a bit more than worth the loss.

Many living beings sent Hongjun Dao Ancestor away, and at this time, the monks in the entire Zixiao Palace also began to disperse in groups.

The Demon Emperor Jun took the opportunity to invite the Styx Ancestor, and he was very good at seizing the opportunity.

"Styx Dao friends, why don't you go to my demon clan to get together? ”

What Demon Emperor Jun said was nothing more than how to join forces to fight against Kunpeng Ancestor.

Styx Ancestor naturally understood the meaning of this, and besides, he also had the idea of jointly strangling Kunpeng Ancestor.

"Now that His Majesty the Demon Emperor has opened his mouth, the River Styx is naturally willing to go!"

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

This Demon Emperor Jun left with a group of demon clans, and the Styx Ancestor also accompanied them.

Kunpeng Ancestor wanted to seize the opportunity to kill them at this time, but he knew very well in his heart that the Demon Emperor Jun Ke was destined to be in his body, and it was not yet time for him to fall.

"Even if I have absolute strength, I'm afraid that if I want to kill Di Jun now, there will be a lot of accidents, right?"

Kunpeng Ancestor thought about it again and again, and in the end he did not choose to do it, but was ready to do something more important and reach an alliance with the Wu Clan.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, now that the preaching of Zixiao Palace has ended, why don't we go to Buzhou Mountain together?"

The Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch took the initiative to invite, this was the first time they had brought foreign creatures to Buzhou Mountain.

"Dijiang Ancestor Wu is so gracious, Kunpeng naturally won't refuse!"

Kunpeng Ancestor nodded and smiled, and he glanced at the Ancestral Witches.

On this trip to Zixiao Palace, the Twelve Ancestral Witches can be said to have gained the least.

Not only did they not have the original spirit, but they were not interested in Hongjun Daozu's explanation, only the Houtu Ancestor Wu, she had a wisp of true spirit left, and the divine aura on her body was slightly weaker, so she gained some from Daozu's explanation.

Kunpeng Ancestor and Twelve Ancestor Wu came all the way to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and Ji Meng followed him inch by inch.

The Pangu Temple was simple and mysterious, and when Kunpeng Ancestor saw the Pangu Temple, his heart was also full of shock.

When Kunpeng Ancestor entered the Pangu Temple, he found that the power of divine consciousness outside was completely isolated.

Entering here is like entering a new world, giving people the feeling that the Pangu Temple is not in the desolate world.

Kunpeng Ancestor felt the breath in the temple, and he was also surprised in his heart.

The huge bluestone paved ground, carved by the traces of countless years, the light in the entire temple is slightly dim, and the space inside is huge.

When the Kunpeng Ancestor looked around, there seemed to be something hidden in the surrounding darkness, but the divine sense was useless here, so the Kunpeng Ancestor could not detect anything.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, the demon clan is now powerful, and Emperor Jun and Taiyi are embarrassed by the desolate creatures everywhere, they are so domineering and domineering, they have already caused the dissatisfaction of many strong people, and now they have provoked Daoyou, it is simply a way to kill themselves!"

Dijiang Zuwu didn't procrastinate, and directly started to talk about business, not even a cup of tea.

The Wu Clan has always been so informal, if others see it, they may be dissatisfied, but Kunpeng Ancestor doesn't care.

He knew that the Wu clan would not be like that, so he also understood that it was not the Wu clan on purpose.

"Demon Emperor Jun's behavior is really hateful, he is vertically and horizontally, and he is trying to win over the strong everywhere, if he is not satisfied, he will be killed by his demon clan, which is really hateful. ”

Kunpeng Ancestor had an angry face, which made the Twelve Ancestor Witches feel a sense of hatred and hatred.

Over the years, the demon clan and the witch clan have been fighting each other, and the two of them have long been a blood feud, and they can't be resolved at all.

Zhu Rong Zuwu said with a big grin at this time: "Although the demon clan has some strength, but there is nothing to be afraid of at all, it is better for Kunpeng Daoyou and my Wu clan to unite, let's form an alliance, in this way, give him a few dares to give Emperor Jun a few courages, and he will not dare to touch you and me again!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu seems to be open-mouthed, but in fact he is bold and careful, he is straightforward, and puts his purpose directly on the table, letting Kunpeng Ancestor make a choice.

At this time, Ji Meng looked up at Zhurong Ancestor Witch without a trace, and the Wu Clan's side was also looking at Kunpeng Ancestor, even the Hou Tuzu Witch, in her beautiful eyes, she was also full of divine light, waiting for Kunpeng Ancestor's reply.

"This,"

Kunpeng Ancestor pretended to groan, and his face was embarrassed.

Forming an alliance with the Lich Clan is tantamount to being tied to the Wich Clan's side, and in the future, he will completely join the Lich War.

Although the original side of the Northern Styx Sea could not get rid of the entanglement of the Lich Tribulation, but now the Kunpeng Ancestor really didn't want to get too involved in the Lich War.

After all, the Lich Tribulation is a catastrophe of heaven and earth, who would want to keep going up?

But the Kunpeng Ancestor is a person who is destined to be robbed, even if he blindly avoids it, it is impossible for him to escape this catastrophe.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were embarrassed when they saw Kunpeng, and they quickly exchanged glances.