Not only were the great powers of heaven and earth shocked, but the saints were also slightly shocked.

If all the great powers are just shocked, then the Four Seas Dragon Clan is angry and dare not speak. Zhen Yuanzi classified the gods in charge of mountains, rivers, lakes and rivers in the world as earth immortals, which directly contradicted the rights of the dragon clan to seal the water god dragon king on the earth, and even touched the interests of their dragon clan.

But the dragons didn't dare to speak.

Not only the dragon clan, but also other powers whose interests have been violated, can only swallow their anger and dare not speak out in anger.

Because, they can't afford to mess with Zhen Yuanzi. I couldn't mess with it before, and I can't afford to mess with it in the future.

Zhen Yuanzi was once one of the three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace, a quasi-saint with great power, a book from the ground in his hand, and a ginseng fruit tree in his hand.

With the book in hand, standing on the ground, the defense is unparalleled.

The ginseng fruit tree is in hand, and it is made friends with all the great powers of the world and the earth.

Even the Eastern Emperor of the Ancient Demon Clan, known as the first person under the sage at that time, personally attacked Wanshou Mountain, but he did not break through. Few people know what Zhen Yuanzi's strength is, but no one will easily provoke him.

Nowadays, no one will provoke anyone. The position of the ancestor of the earth immortal of Zhenyuanzi, walking in the wilderness, no one is disrespectful, no one is rude, and the ancestor of a party, in terms of the karma of heaven and earth, is only three points lower than the saint's karma.

The desolate land is restored to tranquility, only because of this time at the end of the calamity, even if the major forces dare not start to compete for those vacant interests.

The three saints had nothing to say for a while.

There really is nothing to say, friendship, long gone. The winner has also been decided. The only thing is that Yuan Shi mourns, mourns with the sky, and the sky abandons him, not on the other side, not on the side of him, the saint who is against the sky, but on the side of the saint who is against the sky, how much failure is he?

Heaven and earth paused for a moment, and a gray-robed old man appeared next to the three saints.

The three saints were startled, hurriedly bent down and saluted, and said, "Teacher!"

He is Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

When he appeared, there was no difference between heaven and earth, and there was no difference between all beings.

At this time, Hongjun is the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao exists in every place in heaven and earth.

Hongjun's face is even more plain than Lao Tzu, and he will never be moved.

The saint salutes, and those who see the great man do not salute.

How many years have passed, Hongjun finally appeared again in the wilderness.

Qingluo bent down and saluted, and a voice came from his ears during the salute: "Within a thousand years, to the purple night." ”

If there was thunder in his heart, although this voice was flat, it would never be wrong, it was the words of Hongjun Dao Ancestor! To Zixiao, Zixiao Palace, a guide appeared in Qingluo's mind, pointing to Zixiao Palace in the depths of chaos.

Qing Luo's face remained the same, and none of the sect disciples beside him heard the words of the Dao Ancestor, and he would not let others know the words of him and the Dao Ancestor.

It seems that he, the son of the chosen one, is finally going to understand everything!

Nuwa once said that everything is clear, and Kong Xuan also said that everything is clear, and now it will finally be clear!

Qingluo's heart was not as chaotic, excited, or uneasy as he imagined. He has long regarded himself as a Honghuang person in the long years, he has integrated into this Honghuang, and he is the creature of Honghuang.

Qingluo only has expectations in his heart, and he understands many causes and effects.

After Hongjun watched the three disciples salute, his words were flat and even indifferent, and said: "Since the victory and defeat of the tribulation have been divided, the winner should be crowned a god." ”

Yuan Shi nodded gloomily and said no more.

Lao Tzu has mixed feelings in his heart.

Victory but no joy in the heavens.

After Hongjun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and above Xiqi, he was on the list of gods.

The light of the heavenly book illuminates the heavens and the earth. Fengshenbang flew slowly, from Xiqi to Chaoge, from Xizhou to Dashang, from Xianfei to interception, from west to east.

The god list flew up, the whip in Jiang Ziya's hand rose, and the immortals in Xiqi Fengshen Taizhong were also extradited to the east by the god list.

Under the great sun, the god list is in front, and a group of immortal true spirits are behind, from west to east.

Countless immortals have watched each other, and the list of gods belongs to the victor after all! This is the victory of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Sect of Interception, and the defeat of the Sect of Interpretation!

The list of gods fell on the platform of the gods of Chaoge, and the list of gods stood opposite the list of gods of the king of people. The double list bloomed at the same time, the dragon of Zhongzhou Shending's luck flew into the sky, and the Kyushu Shenlong flew into the sky and flew into the god list.

Humane luck poured into the god list and poured into the whip of the gods. In the Nine Heavens, the luck of the heavenly court is endless, and it is also introduced to the god list and the god whip.

The king of people is on the god list, the mission has been completed, and it has turned into ashes and scattered.

At this time, the god list and the god whip are the real god list and the god whip.

The list reflects the gods of the heavens, and the whip leads the gods of the heavens.

The clouds of calamity that had shrouded the heavens and the earth for nearly twenty years began to dissipate, slowly dissipating. Heaven and earth kill, all because of the glorious brilliance of the god list and the whip of the gods, began to dissipate.

Countless immortals, all crying with joy, the vast tribulation of life and death is finally coming to an end!

In the past 20 years, it is like a lifetime for the immortals.

Countless immortals have either died on the battlefield of the Tribulation, or outside of the Tribulation. Died in the battle of the immortals, died in karma, died in conspiracy and calculation, died in the battle of the sect, died in the battle for treasure, died in the revenge...

Although there are dangers, they can show their elegance, they can look at the world, and they can win or lose.

The calamity is a disaster for the ant monks, although there is a blessing, but the crisis is everywhere, the killing machine is heavy, the death is in the vastness, the body is turned into ashes and no one knows, the soul is scattered and no one is pitied.

The suppression of the calamity began to dissipate, and the immortal supernatural powers returned to their former powers.

At this moment, there are countless immortals who break through the realm, look for opportunities, survive in death, and advance again!

In the Nuwa Temple in the southwest, a ray of light rose to the sky, and thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls bloomed with light.

The sky is blue and the sea is one, the sky and the sea are one, the heavens and the sea rise, and the magic power is successful. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is surging, thousands of miles of wind and clouds are turbulent, the tide is like the waves, a wave is flat and a wave rises, but it ends.

A figure walked out of the sky, she held the orb in one hand and the spirit pocket in the other, her face was compassionate, and she felt the suffering of all beings.

In the long river of fate, there are countless true spirits rising, and with the wave of the momentum of the long river of fate, the final moment of the tide of this era is riding the wind and waves.

In the midst of the tide of spiritual energy in the sky, and the monks broke through one by one, Hongjun took the three saints away.

In the era of the gods and tribulations, there are countless immortals who are buried for it, and there are countless immortals who are blessed with the tide of enlightenment, and the sky is full of colorful flowers to say goodbye!

This vast scene of the breakthrough of the Ten Thousand Immortal Monks is the last glory of this era, and it is also a farewell to this era and an expectation for the next era.

The saints left, piercing the clouds and closing the gates, only to explain the immortals of the two sects.

The Antarctic Immortal Weng looked at the Sect Interception Immortals, sighed, and left with the Sect Sect Immortals.

Disciples are like teachers, and the first saints will not be defeated, and they will not be defeated. There is no false praise, no stupid scenes, only a lonely exit.