Chapter 1: The Heavenly Court Stands Again
After Hongyun left the Netherworld, he glanced in the direction of Heavenly Court, and then returned to Penglai Island and entered the secret realm, not caring about the outside world.
"The lich is lonely, Hongjun let Haotian sit on this emperor of heaven, the era of saints has come, and the time for the rise of the human race has come, but Nuwa wants Fuxi to be the head of the three emperors, alas.... As long as Fu Xixin belongs to the human race, this matter is fine. ”
Hongyun, who has returned to the secret realm, wants to take the progress after the flood famine, the two lich clans have a strong formation, so that the saints dare not make a big move easily when the lich controls the desolation, but now the lich is no longer able to dominate the desolation, so how can these saints endure loneliness, the luck of this desolation is related to their future cultivation, how can they be indifferent.
"When there are 10,000 years of peace after the Lich Tribulation, this time is also the time for the Terrans to recuperate, and the slaughter of the Demon Race has made the Terrans lose too much. ”
"Just take advantage of this time to refine Xuanjun's magic weapon, which is comparable to the body of a saint, plus half of the merits of mending the sky, it is still possible to refine an acquired merit treasure. ”
Hongyun's heart flashed one by one, he didn't want to know, and after thinking about it, he realized that he really had too many things, just this refining magic weapon alone was not a hundred years of kung fu, suddenly, Hongyun's heart was shocked, and a mysterious feeling appeared from his body.
"I see...... Haha....."
Buzhou Mountain is no longer there, leaving only a small half of the leyline, like a plateau, the terrifying coercion that belongs to the Pangu God, also dissipated, no longer exists, but in this place, there is a pair of handsome men and beautiful women looking at the sky here.
"The first time we entered the flood wilderness, although you are the supreme of the flood wilderness, but there is no one available, although senior brother Lao Tzu and other saints have sent a statue of three corpses to protect the heavenly court, but they are all saints, how can they listen to our send. Haotian looked in the direction where Lao Tzu and the others left, sighed, and said to Yaochi beside him.
"When we first arrived, it was like eating a bite to become a fat man, that was impossible, first go and see where we will be. "Yaochi doesn't have the sentimentality of Haotian, no matter how much trouble, no matter how much complaining, it's useless, it's better to start from scratch in a down-to-earth manner.
"What you said is also true, that Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi can establish a huge Heavenly Court, but we have followed countless Yuan Hui of the Lord, but it is no worse than them, this Heavenly Court will only become more powerful and majestic in our hands, and the real commander of the wilderness. Haotian said, a wave of confidence poured out, straight to the sky, and unconsciously, a trace of the emperor's aura appeared on his body.
Yao Chi looked at Haotian's majestic posture and unconsciously became a little obsessed, and a momentum of dominating the world emanated from Haotian's body.
"Well, let's go and see how Heavenly Court is doing first, I'm afraid that Heavenly Court, which has experienced the Lich War, can no longer live, and it will take a lot of effort. After a while, Haotian came back to his senses, stepped out with Yao Chi, and flew towards the heavenly court.
Both of them are quasi-saints, and they are also close people around Hongjun, so the Dao magic power of this body is naturally incomparable.
Haotian and Yaochi entered the Nantian Gate, what else is the Nantian Gate, at a glance, the entire Heavenly Court is full of broken bricks and tiles, all the buildings have collapsed, and none of them are intact.
The two of them came all the way to the Thirty Heavens, and the one in front of them made them even more staggered, what buildings such as Lingxiao Treasure Hall and Yao Chi had long been gone.
The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in their eyes, what kind of heavenly court is this, it is clearly a ruin, not to mention that there are only the two of them in the heavenly court now, and it is not a matter of time to sort it out.
Suddenly, Haotian and Yaochi looked upward, and there were three continents floating above the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, which made Haotian and Yaochi look at it in their hearts, these saints' movements are really fast, the front said, the back is already above the thirty heavens, opening up the three heavens.
"What are we going to do now? Do we really have to repair this heavenly court with our own hands? Yao Chi looked at this tattered heavenly court and felt a headache, not that she didn't want to do it, but that it was too time-consuming.
Haotian also shook his head and sighed, he could only do it himself, but just as they were about to do it, a great force descended from outside the thirty-three heavens, and the mystery was abnormal, as if there was a heavenly way in it.
Under the eyes of Haotian and Yaochi, after that great power came into contact with Heavenly Court, it began to spread, and wherever it spread, the buildings began to recover, until after a while, the entire Heavenly Court changed its appearance under their eyes.
Magnificent, the fairy aura is pervasive, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the buildings are looming in the clouds and mist, and the scene of the fairy family is undoubted.
Haotian Yaochi instantly knew what was going on, and immediately bowed down in the direction of the Outer Heaven Zixiao Palace, this kind of great power can only be done by Dao Ancestors, so that Heavenly Court's kung fu in the blink of an eye has changed back to its previous appearance, no, it is more immortal than before.
After thanking Dao Zu, both of them showed a strong light in their eyes at this time, Dao Zu paved the way for them, how could they not have a ** in power over the flood wilderness.
"I am Haotian, according to the decree of the Taoist ancestors, I am the emperor of the orthodox heavenly court of the flood wilderness, I will manage the flood on behalf of the heavens, pardon, the Jade True Heavenly Emperor Xuanqiong is the holy Jade Emperor"
"I am Yaochi, according to the decree of the Taoist ancestors, as the queen mother of the orthodox heavenly court of the flood wilderness, the fairy of the heavenly court, pardon, the golden mother of Yaochi. ”
For a while, the voices of Haotian and Yaochi spread throughout the entire Flood Wilderness, making all the creatures in the Flood Wilderness shocked, and suddenly, a heavenly power appeared, making all the creatures of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in the Flood Wilderness bow down to the Heavenly Court.
"Meet the Jade True Heavenly Emperor Xuanqiong Supreme Holy Jade Emperor, and meet the Golden Mother of Yaochi. ”
Haotian and Yaochi, who were in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, saw the desolate beings bowing to them, and for a while, a kind of excitement emerged from their hearts, they liked this feeling very much, this feeling was something they had never experienced in countless Yuan Hui.
At the same time, in the dojos of the major saints, they were a little unhappy with Haotian's high-profile approach, after all, the previous Heavenly Emperor was the Demon Clan's Emperor Jun, and they had nothing to do about it, they were fed up.
Now Haotian is so strong and high-profile, which makes them slightly unhappy in their hearts.
In the underworld, the blood waves are surging, and the cultivation of the ancestor of the Styx River is becoming more and more profound, since he was enshrined as the Taoist master by Hou Tu Niangniang, a mysterious and mysterious power is helping him to practice, and he has a feeling that if he continues to cultivate for a long time, he will preach the Tao one day.
"I don't know what to say, do you really think that a boy who is a Dao Ancestor can be arrogant? Styx Ancestor looked in the direction of Heavenly Court and said in a cold voice.