Not only Di Jun, but also the gods who wanted to leave were all gloomy and ugly at the moment.

After all, in such a situation, if they couldn't leave, the result would still be difficult to say, and the reputation of Dao Ancestor itself in the monk's heart was no longer as high as it used to be.

After knowing that the method of beheading the three corpses was a disguise, a means to let them be the prince's companion, they even wanted to give Daozu a slap, if it weren't for the huge difference in strength between the two sides, how could they be so quiet?

"Not really!"

Ignoring the angry gazes of Di Jun and the others, Hongjun sat on the high platform and said indifferently: "Before I join the Dao, no one is allowed to leave Zixiao Palace!"

"In the next three hundred years, I will tell you some new secrets about chaos, how much you can perceive, how much you can grasp and grasp depends on yourself!"

A new secret of chaos?

That's a lot of fun!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi glanced at each other, but their hearts were also aroused by curiosity at the moment.

After all, Hongjun actually said that he wanted to tell the secret of Chaos, but this matter is really not to be underestimated, and they really can't say that they ignore it.

Subconsciously, Di Jun said, "Since that's the case, then Dao Ancestor, let's get straight to the point!"

"It doesn't matter if it's three hundred years or not, it's nothing if you answer or not, this emperor only asks you to tell all the chaos secrets you know, and we are willing to be a listener!"

This remark immediately aroused the approval of all the monks in the audience.

Even the monk who was about to ask something before looked solemn at this moment.

If nothing else, they are more concerned about the secrets of chaos than asking some questions to investigate their own problems, after all, the current flood is indeed not within their control, if they can't find a new path, even if they go further, they can't become holy without Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Especially Sanqing and others at the front end, they are even more concerned at this moment.

After all, they are destined to be holy, although there are all ants under the saints, but how many saints are there?

Hongjun said before that there are 3,000 Hongmeng purple qi in heaven and earth, and they don't think that they are lucky enough to get it, if there are others who get it, then is it possible for them to become holy? Does it mean that saints are not really invincible? or even ......

As soon as he thought of this, Sanqing didn't care about anything else, and directly bowed down and saluted: "I implore the master to tell the secret of chaos!"

"I beg the Master to tell me the secrets of Chaos!"

“......”

With the help of the three people, plus Shen Jun's mouth, the gods in the hall also bowed down and saluted at this moment: "I implore Dao Ancestor to tell the secret of chaos!"

"I beg Dao Ancestor to solve our doubts!"

"I beg Dao Ancestor to grant other paths to sanctification!"

“......”

At this moment, the voices of the masses were everywhere, all of them were catering to Di Jun, Hongjun on the high platform couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't wait to give himself a slap, why did he owe it like that just now.

The Chaos Secret itself is nothing, but for an existence of their level, it is also a secret and an opportunity that they have in their own hands, and if they tell it and make it known to the world, the situation is really not optimistic.

But things have come to this point, Hongjun wants to leave everyone for three hundred years and wait for the time for his own merger, then he must come up with some dry goods, blindly prevarication is only afraid that it will chill the hearts of the gods, if this group of people causes their own strength to weaken again, then after the merger, he is only afraid that there will be several calamities, millions of years to be able to replenish back.

"That's it!"

With a sigh, Hongjun glanced at Di Jun and the others in a complicated manner, and then waved his hand and said, "Since you want to know, then Poor Dao will tell you about it!"

"The gods are in place, and the poor road begins!"

Hearing this, Di Jun and the others were in good spirits.

In any case, Hongjun at least agreed to their conditions, and in the case of not being able to leave, he could only maximize his own interests.

For a while, including Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, all the gods returned to their seats, holding their breath and waiting for Hongjun's narration.

After about a quarter of an hour, the silence of Zixiao Palace was restored, and after thinking for a while, Hongjun from the high platform also spoke: "There are many secrets of chaos, it is impossible for the poor Dao to let you and others know all in just three hundred years, and there are some things that the Heavenly Dao does not allow to leak, and the Poor Dao cannot tell it!"

"Now, Poor Dao Weier and others tell three stories, but you have to deduce what is contained in them, each of these three stories is a hundred years, whether you can see through it and listen to it depends on yourself!"

Speaking of this, Hongjun's expression was quiet, and he saw his right hand wave at the area in front of him.

In the next second, a touch of chaotic brilliance quietly exploded in the sky above the Zixiao Palace Palace, and everyone including Di Jun and the others were shocked, and then, the self was in a boundless chaos, unable to speak, unable to move.

Day after day, year after year, the patience of the gods diminished rapidly, and countless people became anxious and irritable, and although they could not move, they were also bleeding, and they seemed to be in an extremely bad state.

One day, the unchanging chaos shook quietly, and then an extremely domineering voice followed: "I am the Heavenly King of Chaos: Pangu!"

Click-

The chaos was shattered, Di Jun and the others only felt that there was a special force pulling them forward, and soon they came to the depths of the chaos, and they could see a big man standing there, with a jade disc on his head, he was holding the Pangu flag, and he stepped on the thirty-six Chaos Blue Lotus, he stood there like this, and all the heavens and all the laws were surrendered to it.

"Pangu!"

"This is Pangu!"

Looking at the figure blankly, the gods set off a storm in their hearts.

Although everyone knows the existence of Pangu, and they all know that the latter is the supreme existence of the desolation, even the three Qings and the twelve ancestors have never seen the true face of Pangu.

"Pangu!"

At that moment, a roar of rage came from within the chaos.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a huge ape leaping forward, this ape was huge, wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing chain mail, holding a pitch-black stick flashing with a destructive aura, and it was also a treasure of chaos.

Soon, this ape came to the area in front of Pangu, raised the stick in his hand and said, "My Law of War Demon God: Chaos Demon Ape, Pangu Heavenly King dares to fight with me!"