Kunpeng knew it very well in his heart.

The expressions of many Innate Divine Residences were not concealed in the slightest.

It's all for him!

Wrong

It was for the purple futon under his ass.

Seeing that Kunpeng was still indifferent, he leaned over and said: "Kunpeng Daoyou, our senior brothers have worked hard to govern the West, and the seat in this Zixiao Palace was originally prepared by Dao Ancestor for us, and a person like you who is immoral and incompetent is not worthy of sitting here." ”

"Kunpeng, why don't you hurry up and give up your seat to my senior brother. ”

Zhun Ti's eyes once again appeared murderous intentions, the Dao Buddha light on his body flowed, he had already made a plan, if Kunpeng still didn't give way, he would do it directly, with their senior brother's ability, could they still help Kunpeng?

The same is true of ushers.

Countless Sanskrit Buddha light flew out from his palm, and the momentum on his body emanated.

They joined forces with brothers.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the entire Zixiao Palace changed, and the infinite divine power suppressed Kunpeng.

Kunpeng, who was deliberately targeted, turned pale.

When he was about to have a seizure, Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was sitting next to him, said with the same disgust: "Kunpeng, I advise you to give up your seat, a person like you who wears hair and horns, and is wet and egg-born, is not worthy of sitting with me and the other Sanqing." ”

Ooh!!

No one expected that Yuan Shi Tianzun would suddenly speak.

Zhun Ti and Ji Yin were overjoyed, and they couldn't thank Yuan Shi, and then shouted: "Kunpeng, when will you not give way at this time?"

Kunpeng in the whirlpool of the storm is in a dilemma.

He was alone.

It can't be an opponent of quasi-mention and lead at all.

But Kunpeng didn't want to give up just like that, he used his magical powers to resist the oppression of Zhun Ti and Yin.

But that's it.

Kunpeng was still slowly forced out of the purple futon.

"It's a godsend!"

Emperor Jun and Donghuang's eyes flashed, they were the closest to Kunpeng's seat.

As long as Kunpeng is blown away.

The vacant seat was definitely the brothers' own.

It's not just Dijun and Donghuang.

The rest of the Innate Divine Mansions also had the idea of snatching the futon.

But at this moment.

Ye Qing, who was originally unknown, suddenly stood up, and the god-killing spear in his palm stabbed out violently, and he was caught off guard by Zhun Ti and the leading brothers.

Hurriedly shot out several Buddha lights.

Only then did he block Ye Qing's god-killing spear.

Kunpeng, who was originally at a disadvantage, seized the opportunity to hurriedly counterattack and sat firmly on the purple futon.

"Thank you for your help. ”

After stabilizing his mind, Kunpeng hurriedly thanked Ye Qing.

So many innate gods.

Only Ye Qing took action when he was in danger, and the withdrawn Kunpeng Ancestor was very moved.

"Fellow Daoists don't have to be polite. ”

Ye Qing withdrew the god-killing spear and said lightly: "Our creatures are all conceived by the bloodline of the Pangu Great God, even if they are covered with hair and horns, and wet eggs, they are also the heirs of the Pangu Great God, since they are both heirs, how can they be high and low?"

Ye Qing's words instantly resonated with many Innate Divine Mansions.

Let's be honest.

There are 3,000 guests in the red dust in Zixiao Palace, except for the Sanqing brothers who are transformed by the Pangu Yuan God, the others are all transformed by the grass and trees.

If you want to say that you wear hair and armor, and you are wet and egg-born.

The Emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor, Kunpeng, the Styx Ancestor, Fuxi, and Nuwa are all here.

The Sanqing brothers were embarrassed.

Yuan Shi's unintentional words actually pushed them to the opposite side of everyone.

Isn't that a good thing?

Among them, Taiqing Laozi and Shangqing Tongtian secretly complained about the beginning, why did they have to run over to join in the fun.

Isn't that cool?

The benefits were not reaped, but provoked public anger.

Yuan Shi was also very angry in his heart, he was dignified and authentic, what can he do if he scolds you for two sentences?

Of course, he could only hold this sentence in his heart.

Don't dare to say it.

If he really said it, it is estimated that Nuwa would team up to beat him.

Hold back the evil anger in your heart.

Yuan Shi, who has a small heart, counted this account on Ye Qing's head, and secretly said that he would definitely find a way to get back face in the future.

Ye Qing saw that Yuan Shi was deflated, and his heart was secretly refreshed.

When he used to watch myths and legends, he was very unhappy with Yuan Shi, this guy relied on his authentic identity as Pangu to meddle everywhere.

The whole flood has to listen to their three brothers.

Since he Ye Qing has come to the flood wilderness, he is not used to the stinky problems of this guy.

Outside the gate of Zixiao Palace.

At this time, there were still many Innate Divine Mansions who came across the chaos, and they were not greedy for the introduction and quasi-mention brothers, and when they saw that there was still a spare golden futon, they hurriedly sat down.

It didn't take long.

The 3,000 golden futons in the main hall were also all full.

There are still left.

Only the silver futon closest to the palace gate, Zhun Ti and the guide looked at each other, and they all saw helplessness and sadness in the eyes of the other party.

The strength is not as good as the people.

The seat that I borrowed with great difficulty was snatched away.

I also wanted to grab a seat, but I couldn't.

It's so hard to find the way!!

Just when Zhun Ti and Ji Yin were about to find a seat to sit casually, Hongyun Ancestor stood up again despite Zhen Yuanzi's obstruction.

"Two fellow Daoists, please stay, if you don't dislike it, I'll give you this futon. ”

Ooh!!

Zhun Ti and Ji Yin never dreamed that Red Cloud would give way again.

The golden futon is no better than the purple futon though.

But it's better to be in the front than to sit on the silver futon at the back.

Not to mention.

The two brothers Zhun Ti and Ji Yin were worried that there were no steps down, who knew that the Red Cloud Ancestor was so knowledgeable.

I'm afraid that the Red Cloud Ancestor will regret it.

The Zhun Tidao hurriedly grabbed the golden futon he left behind, and beckoned the senior brother to sit on the futon together.

The futon is inherently small.

The two of them, Jieyin and Zhun Ti, sat on it, and suddenly squeezed Zhen Yuanzi's space.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned again and again.

The quasi-Daoist didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said inch by inch: "It's really a little crowded for two people to sit on the futon, or you will be merciful and give us your futon." ”

"Wishful thinking!!"

Zhen Yuanzi didn't expect Zhun Ti to be so shameless, and snatched Hongyun's seat twice in succession.

Don't give up,

Now I still want to hit him in the spot.