The chaos is surging, the purple bloom is steaming, the laws are swirling, and the rhyme is ups and downs.

In the Zixiao Palace, the three thousand monks found a place to sit down at random, their faces were serious, and they didn't dare to come out.

Zixiao Palace seems to be small, but there is something else inside it, comparable to a world of Qiankun, enough to accommodate thousands of monks.

"Candle Dragon, Ying Long, is the peerless powerhouse of the Dragon Clan!"

"And Yuanfeng Ancestor, Qilin Ancestor!"

"The dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans have been hiding for thousands of years, but they didn't expect to appear together at this moment. ”

"Outside the Zixiao Palace, it is these three clans who are fighting......"

As the Candle Dragon, Ying Long, Yuanfeng Ancestor, and Qilin Ancestor entered, many monks showed surprise.

Boom, boom, boom...

At this moment, Zixiao Palace flickered slightly, the Dao rhyme was emanated, the law was horizontal, and a shocking power came from the chaos.

Airplanes!

Immediately after, a terrifying wave emanated from above the Zixiao Palace, suppressing the chaos and dispelling that might.

Rumble!

A moment later, the door of Zixiao Palace opened, and a chirp rang out, and a piece of sun true fire boiled, almost scorching the entire void.

In the true fire of the mighty sun, eleven three-legged golden crows are flapping their wings, the golden light is blazing, and the sea of fire is all over the sky, exuding monstrous divine might.

It is the sun god Emperor Jun, and his ten sons of the Golden Crow.

"Boom!"

Zixiao Palace was shocked, and after the Sun God Emperor Jun, eleven figures came together, and their tall bodies were moving like a small mountain, bringing three thousand monks a supreme sense of oppression.

But it was the eleven ancestors who appeared.

"Click, click, click..."

A string of footsteps sounded, and an inexplicable rhythm flowed out, like the trajectory of the sky, shaking the hearts of the three thousand monks thumping together.

A purple and gold figure slowly appeared, with a majestic posture, handsome and handsome, black hair scattered, and the emperor's spirit was self-generated, as if the emperor was traveling.

"The Terran Contemporary Human Emperor!"

"The Demon Clan's Emperor Jun, the Witch Clan's Ancestor, the Human Clan's Emperor...... Shh

"This Dao Ancestor transmission is not trivial!"

Many monks, seeing the Candle Dragon, Ying Long, Yuan Feng, Qilin Ancestor, Emperor Jun, Jin Crow Ten Sons, Eleven Ancestor Witches, Human Race Emperor, etc., all gasped.

Li Lin glanced at everyone, pondered for a moment, secretly worried in his heart, his eyes flickered slightly, and then walked towards the place where the human race lived.

"Terran Li Lin, I have seen all the sages!"

Li Lin walked over and bowed, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, quite polite.

These warriors and scribes are the sages of the human race, and they have made great contributions to the survival, development, and prosperity of the human race.

Among them, Li Lin is most familiar with Taiqiu, Rongcheng clan, five kings, and other sages of the human race, are also among them.

"The emperor doesn't have to be polite!"

Taiqiu, Rongcheng and other human sages, their voices responded, as the contemporary emperor, Li Lin's identity and status are even higher than these human sages.

Li Lin sat down casually and opened his mouth to talk with the sages of the human race, or talk about the past and the present, or talk about the scriptures and the law, or talk about the world and the world...... Anything.

"Terran Li Er, Kong Qiu, Mo Zhai...... I have seen His Majesty the Human Emperor, and I have seen all the sages!"

About an hour later, one after another Terran figures appeared, but it was all the sons of the hundred families who were coming together, and they were saying hello to Li Lin and the others.

"This is the blood-clothed young man, it is the Styx Ancestor, and the great monk behind him is the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth......"

"That old man with immortal wind dao bones is the ancestor of the earth immortals, Zhen Yuanzi Great Immortal!"

"The face is majestic, the thunder is looming, this is the Razor Thor!"

“......”

With the desolation of the wilderness, one after another famous great supernatural beings appeared, and many monks changed color one after another.

"It's ...... Gossip Dao Yun, it is the Emperor of the Human Race, the Holy Emperor of Fuxi!"

"Three Emperors and Five Emperors, even the Three Emperors and Five Emperors are here!"

"That peerless woman wearing a colorful xia dress, wearing a phoenix crown, and a mother's honor in the world, is it the queen mother?!"

"The direction in which the Queen Mother went, it turned out to be ......."

The Queen Mother suddenly appeared, and suddenly the entire Zixiao Palace was lit up, seizing the creation of heaven and earth, and the elegance of the world!

As the most famous female cultivator in the wilderness, the popularity of the Queen Mother is definitely at the forefront.

Many monks were shocked, and when they saw the actions of the Queen Mother, they were shaken.

"The Queen Mother actually bowed to the Emperor?!"

"I heard that during the Chaos God and Demon Tribulation, the Queen Mother almost fell, but His Majesty the Human Emperor helped in time to save the Queen Mother and protect the luck of the Heavenly Court!"

While everyone was talking, the Queen Mother was thanking the human emperor Li Lin.

"Thank you for the help of the emperor!" "The queen mother, the phoenix crown, bowed slightly, raised her hands and feet, graceful and luxurious, "If it weren't for the emperor, I'm afraid that the poor road would have already fallen!"

Li Lin stopped talking with the sages of the human race, stood up, helped the queen mother, and a smooth touch came into his heart, only to see Li Lin said solemnly: "I am also a monk in the wilderness, and the heavenly court is in trouble, so I should help each other!"

"In any case, the poor Dao is grateful!" the Queen Mother nodded silently, but she struck this matter in her heart.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a golden lotus bloomed, a Bodhi plant circulated, a Sanskrit sound sounded, and two great monks slowly arrived.

One was wearing a robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but his face was very sad, and the other was a middle-aged monk, carrying a colorful branch, his eyes shining with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

These two great monks are the saints who lead and are the saints.

"The Second Saint of the West?!"

Li Lin's eyes were shocked, but he saw that the Zhun Ti Sage was smiling and nodding at him, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, "Is it an illusion?!"

"Ninth brother, do you have a gap with the Zhun Ti Sage?" Emperor Fuxi, gossip circulated, and the news came over.

Li Lin is in charge of Kongtong Yin, he is the contemporary human emperor, and he is also the ninth human emperor recognized by Kongtong Yin, so he naturally became the ninth brother of the three emperors and five emperors.

Li Lin shook his head slightly, and said the previous transaction to Fu Xi, "It stands to reason that I have only had a transaction with the West, although there are some disagreements, but there will be no grudges!"

"Be careful. Emperor Fu Xi instructed, and shouted in a deep voice: "But don't worry, if the Zhun Ti Saint dares to calculate the human emperor again, don't blame the monstrous anger of our human race!"

As the first human emperor of the human race, the existence of a semi-saint of the Tao, Emperor Fuxi has such confidence, not only because of Nuwa Niangniang, but also because of the heritage of the human race.

"Terran Li Lin, I've seen Nuwa Niangniang!

"Terran Taiqiu, Rongcheng clan... Lear, Kongqiu... See Nuwa Niangniang! Nuwa Niangniang's holy life is boundless!"

At this moment, all the people of the human race got up one after another, facing the gate of Zixiao Palace, bowing together, the voice was mighty, the scene was magnificent, and it was spectacular!

In the entire Zixiao Palace, there are almost more than one-tenth of the Honghuang monks, who are members of the human race, and their background is extremely terrifying.

But at the gate of Zixiao Palace, a breath of creation and compassion for all living beings came, and a peerless, holy and immortal woman strolled over.

It is the Virgin of the Terran race, Nuwa Niangniang!

Although Nuwa Niangniang was once the emperor of the demon race, she created the human race, and even provided supreme protection when the human race was still very weak, so that the human race could survive and develop.

Although the catastrophe of the human race, the wanton killing of the demon race, and Nuwa Niangniang never appeared, the people of the human race understand the suffering of Nuwa Niangniang, and still respect Nuwa as if they were newborn.

"You don't have to be polite!"

Nuwa Niangniang, as soon as she raised her empty hand, a saint's breath permeated, creating all things, submerging into the human race, and dissolving the dark wounds.

"Phew!"

Not long after Nuwa Niangniang appeared, a fierce sword aura rushed to her face, and she saw a young man, carrying the Qingping sword, slowly coming.

It is the Interception Saint, the Master of the Tongtian Sect!

After the Tongtian Sect Master, two more breaths came, one was a middle-aged man, with a noble and awe-inspiring attitude and an arrogant attitude, and the other was a white-haired old man, with a fairy wind and bones, and he had no quarrel with the world.

But it is a saint who expounds the teaching, the first Tianzun, and the saint who teaches the people, the Taishang Laojun, who comes together.

"Saints, holy life knows no bounds!"

The monks of the flood wilderness, all of them stood up and bowed to all the saints, which is the third bow!

One worships the saints and is highly respected, the second worships the saints and guards the flood, and the third worships the saints to stabilize the order!

The saints bowed slightly, their hands raised slightly, and the power of the saints flowed, helping the three thousand monks one after another.

"You are the Styx of the Sea of Blood?, are you willing to enter my Demon Dao?!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, a black light shot into the void, and a man in black suddenly appeared, silently, standing beside the River Styx, and spoke lightly.

"Who are you?!"

The Styx Ancestor was shocked, his heart was shocked, and a cold sweat flowed, he didn't realize that there was one more person beside him.

Suddenly, the Styx Ancestor turned into a piece of blood light, disappeared in place, and appeared a few feet away, the blood waves rolling, overwhelming, and looked coldly at the man in black.

"My name, Rahu!"

The man in black, smiled lightly and hissed loudly!

"What?Demon Ancestor Rahu?!"

"Sure enough, only Demon Ancestor Rahu can be weird here, and he can cultivate like this?!"

"The Demon Dao is in the world, and it has occupied the Holy Land of Lingshan for nearly five hundred years, so it must be inseparable from the Demon Ancestor Rahu!"

“......”

Many monks exclaimed, and involuntarily secretly looked at the two saints of the west, and the two saints of the west looked ugly and couldn't help but sink, looking at Rahu's gaze, but they were shocked and frightened!

"If the poor path enters the poor path, what is the benefit?" Styx Ancestor, his eyes flashed slightly, looked directly at Rahu, and asked coldly.

"Enter my Demon Dao, and the poor Dao can give you the position of a Demon Dao Saint?!" Luo Hu whispered, but revealed a shocking secret.

"What?Demon Dao Saint?!" Styx Ancestor was shocked and asked in disbelief, "The desolate world, nine is extremely numerous, how can there be a saint?!, and he is also a Demon Dao Saint?!"

"Why can't there be?!" Luo Hu asked rhetorically, scanning the many monks in Zixiao Palace, and laughing loudly, "There are nine saints, and there are eight in the shengwei, but this is just what the Chaos God and Demon Tribulation said before. Now that the Chaos God and Demon Tribulation has passed, the Demon Realm was born, and at the beginning of the Demon Dao, there were many Chaos God and Demon Origins, and the Flood Origins have been greatly improved, and the Holy Throne should be twelve!"

"Sanqing, Nuwa, the two saints of the West, there are enough six saints; in addition, there should be six! These remaining six, three belong to the Xuanmen, two to the Demon Dao, and the last one to the desolation!"

Hearing this, the faces of the Sanqing Sage, Nuwa Niangniang, and the Second Sage of the West sank, and they didn't expect that the fall of the Chaos Gods and Demons would bring such huge variables to the Flood Wilderness.

Compared with the discoloration of the Flood Saints, many monks were surprised and delighted, and their expressions were moved.

This is the position of a saint, standing at the pinnacle of the flood wilderness, no monk is unmoved!

"Twelve Holy Thrones! In this way, the flood will definitely give birth to great changes!" On the side of the human race, the Emperor Fuxi, the innate gossip is circulating in his eyes, and the Dao rhyme is emanating, as if he faintly peeps into the corner of the future, "In any case, there are six holy seats left, and our human race must have one!"

"It's not just six, the more the better!" said Earth Emperor Shennong.

"The second ancestor of civil and military affairs, who fled outside the territory, and the third ancestor of the human race, has not returned yet! The background of our human race has been greatly reduced, and if a saint can be born at this time, it would be very good!"

The other five Terran Emperors nodded their heads one after another, it was a matter of the safety of the Terran Race, and they had to go all out!

"Ninth brother, what is your opinion?" asked Emperor Fuxi.

Li Lin's face remained unchanged, and he said softly, "I cultivate the Emperor's Dao, and I aim to be the Emperor of Heaven, no matter who it is, as long as the human race has the opportunity to become a saint, I will definitely do my best to help!"

"Good! If that's the case, a Heavenly Emperor, a saint, is no better!" Fu Xi nodded and said lightly.

At the same time, Li Lin inadvertently glanced at the Confucian Confucian Kongqiu, if it is the people of the human race, the sons of the hundred schools, who has the most hope of achieving the position of a saint, in Li Lin's heart, it can only be Kong Qiu at present.

After all, although the current flood has changed a lot, some facts have not changed.

On the side of the Wu clan, the twelve ancestors of the witches, changed color at the same time.

"If it was in ancient times, if there was a saint in the Wu clan, it would never be so miserable!" Dijiang Ancestor Wu said with a pale face.

Candle Nine Yin Ancestor Witch, his face was indifferent, his eyes were closed, the sun and the moon appeared, and a wisp of the law of time rippled out, breaking through the fog of chaos and peeking into a corner of the future.

After a long time, Candle Nine Yin Ancestor Wu, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and half of his body seemed to be about to dissipate, only to hear him say intermittently, "Wu Clan...... Sage...... Thirteen Ancestors ......"

On the side of the demon clan, the sun god Emperor Jun, looked at the Taiyin God Xihe, and the two of them moved together, the golden light was rolling, the moon was swaying, and faintly, the void was twisted.

Bang!

The void exploded, and the sun god Emperor Jun and the Taiyin God Xihe vomited blood one after another, but their faces revealed a trace of joy, "Taiyi ......"

Not only the human race, the witch race, and the demon race, but also the dragon race, the phoenix race, and the unicorn clan, all of them were all excited.

The birth of a saint represents that a group and a force will be unprecedentedly stable.

Even if it declines because of the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, it will never have the power to destroy the sect!

The Great Tribulation of the Gods, as strong as Ren Xian and the West, the three religions joined forces, and the four saints came out together, but they only wiped out most of the sect members, but if they want to destroy them all, it is impossible!

"Poor Dao is the Demon Ancestor, holding the position of two Demon Dao Saints, do you have any intentions?!"

Demon Ancestor Rahu smiled slightly, turned around, looked at the Styx Ancestor, and quietly waited for his answer.

Styx Ancestor, his complexion changed slightly, uncertain, if it was in the past, he would naturally have agreed a long time ago, but at this time, after the Chaos God and Demon Tribulation, he has reached the realm of semi-saints, and the path of Chaos Yuan is also clear and transparent.

This is an unprecedented opportunity!

At this moment, many monks looked at the Styx Ancestor in unison, shouting in their hearts, waiting for his answer.