Heavenly Court blocked Zhou Tian Xingchen, making it more and more difficult to cultivate in the desolate world, and ordinary soul cultivators could only look around for spiritual veins and spiritual acupoints and swallow innate spiritual qi to cultivate.

After a long time, the Lingshan that no one cared about became rare one by one, and with the passage of time, it became more and more precious.

In the past, Hongjun Dao Ancestor said that the Wu clan ruled the land and occupied countless regions.

Fortunately, the Wu tribe likes to live in the plains, and there is no need for innate aura cultivation, but they are at peace with the monks.

Countless years passed, and the Heavenly Court gradually recovered its vitality, relying on the existence of the Zhou Tian Xingchen Formation, from time to time to attack the blessed land of Lingshan Mountain.

Except for a few quasi-saint great supernatural powers, who can be safe and sound, the rest are Da Luo Jinxian monks, who are all worried that Di Jun and others will come to the door all day long.

In just over a thousand years, the monks have suffered numerous casualties.

As a last resort, countless monks and creatures had no choice but to travel far and wide, or go to live near the dojos of the Quasi-Saint Great Divine Powers.

The two of them are located in the Western world, which has always been barren, far away from the desolate land, and naturally few monks and creatures go there.

Nuwa and Fuxi are the great sages of the demon clan, and there are hundreds of millions of demon clans sitting down, and ordinary soul cultivators will not go.

Counting around, there are only four seas and one place and Kunlun Mountain, both of which have quasi-saint great supernatural powers, and they are not afraid of Dijun and others.

In the four seas and Kunlun Mountains, the monks and creatures gathered, and there was a prosperous scene.

Over time, the East China Sea has a trace of the holy land of overseas monks, and Kunlun Mountain is known as the ancestral court of monks.

The desolate world is gradually divided into two poles, and the East China Sea and Kunlun Mountains are not lively. The vast plains occupied by the Wu tribe are very peaceful, and few monks go there.

The blessed land of the spiritual mountains is not stopped.

Di Jun and others have the intention of occupying them one by one.

Xuansong Daoist has been staying quietly on the island, not asking about the flood and famine, waiting for the third sermon of Zixiao Palace to come.

The third sermon was different from the previous two sermons, it was the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, and it was also the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal Path.

Now that Xuan Song's path is gradually clear, what he lacks is only penance and his cognition of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

The sanctification of the flesh has not yet transcended the realm of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, but contains it.

Even if the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit that Hongjun Dao Ancestor talked about, there may be few concepts of the physical path, and it is still extremely precious.

"Perhaps this is the calmest time in the desolate world. ”

Xuan Song looked in the direction of the desolate land and sighed lightly.

The Wu clan is safe, but the demon clan is a little uneasy.

"After the three sermons are over, Hongjun Daozu will give Hongmeng purple qi, and Nuwa will testify that the birth of the human race will set off a shocking war. ”

"If the East China Sea can't be spared, you can only go to the thirty-three outer heavens and turn the Chaos Bead into a small thousand worlds. Xuansong Daoren thought to himself.

This is the worst plan, unless it is a last resort, Xuansong will not do this.

Otherwise, if you dodge like this, you will waste the Chaos Bead in vain, not to mention, I am afraid that I will not be able to get the Golden Immortal Dao of the Mixed Yuan Dao for the rest of my life.

It was not that Xuan Song was cautious, but as the time for the third sermon came, a trace of irritability suddenly appeared in his heart.

I don't know what will happen to the East China Sea, or Zixiao Palace.

"And that Hongmeng purple gas, what is it!"

There have been speculations about Hongmeng Purple Qi Xuansong Dao people, but they have no clue.

In the previous life, the five people of Sanqing, Introduction, and Zhun Ti preached the Tao, which seemed to be the method of the three flowers of the Yuan Shen.

In fact, no one has cut out a corpse of himself, at most it can be regarded as a combination of the three flowers of the Yuan Shen and the merit of the Tao.

Among them, Hongmeng purple gas plays a vital role.

After all, only Hongjun Dao Ancestor is the real one who beheaded three corpses to preach.

Xuansong Daoren couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

Several years had passed, and in the direction of the thirty-three outer heavens, there was a sudden sound.

"The time for the three sermons has arrived, so come to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible!"

Hongjun Dao ancestor transmission, those who are destined can naturally hear it, and those who are not destined to immediately go to Zixiao Palace above the thirty-three outer heavens, and it is also a trip in vain, and they can't find the figure of Zixiao Palace.

In an instant, Xuansong Daoist came to his senses.

"Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, let me see what the mystery of the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit is. ”

The next moment, Xuansong Daoist commanded Qing Ling, and the innate five elements and five colors of divine light flashed on his body, and his true body had already gone towards the thirty-three outer heavens.

The mixed Yuan Dao fruit is not something that only saints can know.

Some of the top quasi-saint supernatural powers, although they have not attained sanctification, can combine their own divine path to deduce their understanding of the Chaos Yuan Dao, which can also be called: Chaos Dao Fruit.

Otherwise, in the previous life, Yuan Shi Tianzun would not have invited Zhen Yuanzi to go and explain the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit to his disciples.

It's a pity that there are very few quasi-saints in the flood wilderness now, and there is no second-corpse quasi-saint among them, so naturally there is no mixed yuan dao fruit.

Good corpses are easy to behead, but evil corpses are difficult to come out.

Whether it is Sanqing and others, or Dijun, Xi and the two, they are all good corpses.

This time to Zixiao Palace, it can be said that it is a familiar road, and in just a few days, the people of Xuansong Dao have already stepped into Zixiao Palace.

I saw that Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhun Ti and others had been here for a long time, and after the Xuansong Daoist greeted him, he sat down cross-legged and said nothing.

Although everyone thinks that they are Taoist friends, even if they set foot in the quasi-saint realm, there is not much change.

However, Xuansong Dao people know that Sanqing and others are different after all, and at this point, they cannot intersect on an equal footing as before.

In fact, all the great supernatural beings in the palace had already seen the slightest difference, and they could secretly smile bitterly, the quasi-saint and the Da Luo Jinxian monk had an uncrossable distance.

"I've seen the Emperor of Heaven, the Queen of Heaven, and His Majesty the Eastern Emperor!"

Di Jun, Xi He, and Tai Yi walked in, and suddenly all the demon clan Da Luo Jin Immortal monks in the palace stood up to greet each other.

"You are welcome to sit down. Di Jun waved his hand to everyone and asked them to sit down first.

As Heavenly Court recovered, many Demon Saints set foot in the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm and went to Zixiao Palace.

Some of them were great supernatural beings who defected to the Heavenly Court, and when they saw the three of Di Jun coming, they also got up to greet them.

For a while, Dijun, Xihe, and Taiyi talked loudly with everyone, which was very lively.

There is no race in Heavenly Court, as long as you are willing to defect, you can be regarded as a member of the demon clan unless you are a member of the witch clan.

In this way, they can recover their vitality in a short period of time, and there is even no shortage of demon clans who practice the Dao of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

For Di Jun and others, everyone watched coldly.

When the time of billions of years comes, the two lich clans will definitely fight again, and eventually they will all decline, just like the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans.

At this time, a woman walked in outside Zixiao Palace, called Di Jun and the others with a smile, and her eyes showed a cold and piercing murderous intent.