It's about the saints!

The cause was that the disciples of the three sects of Xuanmen committed murder and robbery!

As soon as Haotian said this, the immortal monks in the heavenly court couldn't help but shift their gaze from Haotian to Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing.

Who doesn't know that the three religions of Xuanmen are the three religions of people, interpretation, and interception.

"Haotian, don't quibble. ”

"If you hadn't gone to the Thirty-Three Heavenly Zixiao Palace to meet the teacher and said that the position of Heavenly Court Immortal God was insufficient, and you needed to fill the position of three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods, how could it lead to the Great Tribulation of the Gods!"

Yuqing's eyes glared at Haotian angrily, if it weren't for Haotian's extraordinary identity and the fact that there were a group of immortal monks around him, he would have beaten him to death with one palm, reincarnation, how could he talk to him.

"No matter how you explain it, the vacancies of the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods on the god list are all due to you. ”

"Today, no matter what, you have to be reincarnated. ”

As soon as these words came out, Haotian's expression was cloudy, so it was!

Although Haotian had heard the news about the God Tribulation, he hadn't thought much about it.

At first, I was a little worried, for fear that the saints would not hide it.

After a long time, he slowly forgot about it, and he didn't want to go to the peach banquet, but Sanqing suddenly came to mention it.

"The three tribulations of heaven, earth and man are the number of days. ”

"At this time, the human calamity is derived, and it is also a number of days, why should the saint shirk it to this emperor!"

Haotian took a deep breath, turned to the two saints of the west, and said, "Please also lead the saint and the saint to preside over justice." ”

He knew very well that the only thing that could stop Sanqing at the moment was the guidance and Zhun Ti of the same saint.

Moreover, the Sanqing has always held the authority of the flood famine, and it is inevitable that there will be contradictions with the two sages in the West.

But what Haotian didn't expect was that the guide closed his eyes lightly and said nothing.

Zhun Ti chuckled lightly and said, "The two poor Dao are Western saints, so it's hard to ask about this. ”

It's hard to ask!

I'm afraid I don't want to ask!

The little hope left in Haotian's heart was shattered, and in desperation, he could only turn to Xuansong and Nuwa again, and said, "Please also ask Tianzun and Niangniang to uphold justice!"

"Poor Dao is a demon saint, and it's not easy to ask about it. Nuwa shook her head and refused, not asking about it.

"Hehe, the poor road came here just to taste the peach spirit fruit, regardless of right and wrong, please forgive your majesty. ”

Xuan Song picked up a nine-thousand-year-old peach from the table, and put it in his mouth to taste, ignoring Haotian at all.

Regardless of Xuansong, Nuwa, or the two sages of the West to receive and Zhun Ti, they just came to see a lively scene, not to shelter Haotian.

Seeing this, Haotian laughed out loud and said, "Since all the saints and Tianzun are not easy to ask about this matter, then the emperor has not said it. ”

Haotian glanced at Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing, and said with hatred: "It is true that the three saints have great powers, but it is wishful thinking to let this emperor be reincarnated. ”

Haotian stood quietly in place, neither turning around and fleeing, nor begging or justifying.

He is the lord of the heavenly court set by Hongjun Daozu himself, and he has his own merits and luck, Haotian doesn't believe it, he doesn't take the initiative to reincarnate, and Sanqing can still kill him!

"Okay, let Poor Dao give you a ride!"

Taiqing sighed lightly, and without waiting for Haotian to react, the Innate Supreme Treasure Taiji Diagram fell suddenly, turning Haotian's body into flying ashes, leaving only a True Spirit and Innate Spirit Treasure Haotian Mirror, floating in the sky above Yao Chi.

No one thought that Taiqing would really dare to kill Haotian's body!

Suddenly, the entire Heavenly Court became silent, and countless Immortal Cultivators felt a chill in their hearts, trembling all over, and they couldn't wait to escape from Heavenly Court immediately, and they wouldn't come to participate in any banquet next time they were killed.

As soon as Haotian died, there were bursts of sorrow in the sky above the heavenly court, and the luck was greatly reduced, and the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals were in chaos.

"Under the saints, all are ants, all are ants!"

Yao Chi smiled bitterly, and his body slowly disappeared, leaving only a true spirit, floating to the side of Haotian True Spirit in the air, leaving only a mournful roar.

"Are these three saints satisfied!"

Yao Chi!

"Why bother!" Taiqing shook his head helplessly.

This matter originally had nothing to do with Yao Chi.

However, since Yaochi chose to reincarnate with Haotian, Taiqing would not stop him.

"I also ask Xuansong Tianzun to sacrifice the innate spirit treasure life and death book, and send the two true spirits into the reincarnation channel. ”

Xuan Song nodded, did not speak, and with a wave of his sleeves, he sacrificed the innate spirit treasure book of life and death, turned it into a reincarnation channel, and sent the true spirits of Haotian and Yaochi into it.

However, in a short period of time, Haotian and Yaochi were reincarnated.

"I also asked Emperor Ziwei to put out the Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array, and temporarily take charge of the Heavenly Court Order with the rest of the Great Emperors. ”

As soon as the words fell, three hundred and sixty-five stars appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Court, turning into the brilliance of hundreds of millions of stars, enveloping the entire Heavenly Court in one place.

At the same time, on top of the three flowers of the Taiqing Yuan Shen, a spiritual light rushed out, and once it fell to the ground, it immediately turned into a Taoist.

"Please also ask Lao Jun to sit in the heavenly court, so as not to cause accidents. ”

"Don't worry!"

The Taoist smiled slightly, stepped into the depths of heaven, set up a Tushi Palace, refined pills all day long, and called himself: Taishang Laojun.

In this way, with the Zhou Tian Star Great Array and one of the three corpses of the Sage Yuan Shen in charge, instead of being in chaos, everything was business as usual.

Even more stable than when Haotian and Yaochi were in charge of Heavenly Court.

"Now that the matter is over, Poor Dao will also return to Shouyang Mountain. ”

The next moment, the three saints of Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing all left the heavenly court.

As soon as Sanqing left, the two sages of the West took over and Zhun Ti faintly showed a smile and said goodbye to Xuansong and Nuwa.

For a while, only Xuansong, Nuwa, and a group of immortal monks who came were left in the field.

At this time, inside the Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array, a woman walked out, her skin was like clotted fat, her neck was like a grub, her teeth were like a rhinoceros, and she looked at a group of immortal monks and said softly.

"Fellow Daoists, you might as well sit down and continue to taste the peach spirit fruit. ”

Without waiting for the words to land, everywhere in the heavenly court, a team of palace maids and fairy women walked out, holding jade plates in both hands, and peaches were placed on them, and placed them in front of a group of immortal monks.

Those above the Daluo Golden Immortal are all nine-thousand-year-old peaches, Taiyi Jinxian monks and some disciples of the great supernatural powers, are six-thousand-year-old peaches, and those who have entered the immortal path are three-thousand-year-old peaches.

A group of immortal monks glanced at the peach spirit fruit on the table, and all rushed out of the woman and bowed, "Obey the decree of the Arctic Crape Myrtle Emperor!"

It's just that it is inevitable that some people will have a trace of weirdness in their hearts, how can a good peach banquet be a bit like the funeral of Haotian and Yaochi!

Of course, no matter what, they didn't dare to say it.

The woman is none other than the Arctic crape myrtle emperor Changxi.

Seeing a group of immortal monks, all quietly tasting the peach, Chang Xi couldn't help but shake his head, this is the immortal monk invited by Haotian and Yaochi!

If this matter had been placed in the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court or the Wu Clan's Ancestral Witch Hall, it would not have been the case.

As for the immortal monks sitting down with Haotian and Yaochi, and even their cronies, they all had sallow faces, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to look more.

If it weren't for the end of the Pan Tao Banquet, I am afraid that they would have dispersed in a hurry, and they would never dare to continue to stay in the heavenly court.