"I am Yujing Mountain Qi practitioner Hongjun, has become a Taoist, a thousand years later in the sky outside the sky to preach the avenue, those who are destined can come to listen to the lecture. ”

A heavenly and earth-penetrating holy path light rose from the east of the desolate wilderness, and there was a person in the holy light, holding a cane, wearing a dark Taoist robe, and his face was simple and unremarkable. But if you look closely, you will find that no matter how hard you try, it is difficult to remember his face.

That person is Hongjun Ancestor, the spokesperson chosen by the Heavenly Dao in the Chiming Tribulation. I saw him step out, and the layers of space seemed to be folded together, and his figure appeared in the chaos the next moment. Hongjun took out a small palace from his sleeve robe and threw it into the chaos, and the palace was long in the wind, and in a moment it had become a palace that could accommodate three thousand people.

Hongjun slowly walked towards Zixiao Palace, and the chaotic air flow in front of him had quietly dissipated before it could reach him. In front of the palace, Hongjun stopped. I saw him pointing to the white light, and writing the crooked avenue god pattern on the plaque of the palace one by one - Zixiao Palace.

Nodding with satisfaction, Hongjun seemed to feel a little colder, and casually lit the innate yin and yang stone, and said: "Ci'er and other names said: Haotian, Yaochi, be a boy in my palace in the future! ”

"No. The two replied crisply, and followed Hongjun into Zixiao Palace.

On Kunlun Mountain, the three of them seemed to have just come out of the water, and they were extremely embarrassed.

"Is this the realm above Da Luo, it is so strong, it is really terrifying!" Primordial glanced at the east and said quite fearfully.

"The big husband should be like this!" Tongtian was tempered by the sage's coercion this time, and the sword intent on his body became a little sharper. Although he had expected the strength of the saint, he had a more intuitive experience at this moment, and "all the saints are ants" is really not just talking. He is also the peak cultivation of Da Luo, but it is difficult to resist the coercion of the saint of Hongjun, who does not know how far away he is. The power of the saint is truly terrifying!

Taishang was silent, waiting for the three of them to tidy up their appearance, and then said decisively: "Let's go, let's go to the outer heavens." Primordial was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Good." Tongtian sighed in his heart Li Er's decisiveness, and he was not slow to speak, and hurriedly agreed.

The three of them did not drive the clouds, but they all hurried with all their might, and they had rushed to the fetal membranes of the world in just a few days.

What Hongjun said is chaos. Although the chaos at this time is not as manic as the era when the three thousand demon gods lived, it is not something that a cat or a dog can enter. Except for the twelve ancestors who practice their physical bodies or have a treasure self-defense, otherwise even if Da Luo Jin Immortal enters, there is a fifty percent probability of falling!

What is fate? That is, your strength must be able to see the past, and at the same time, your luck should not be too bad. Those with weak strength enter the chaos to find death, and those with low luck may be taken away by a chaotic storm while walking. You must know that the killing machine is raging in Chaos, and even the Chaos Demon God who was born with the Three Thousand Great Dao may be seriously injured!

"Let's go!" Taishang sacrificed the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, urging the Dao Xuanhuang Qi to protect the three of them, turning into a streamer and rushing into the chaos.

Gray and misty, there is no spatial direction, and the quiet chaos seems to be like a giant beast with its mouth open and waiting for its prey.

The chaos hides beneath its calm exterior, and if anyone touches it, it immediately reveals its hideous fangs. The three of them saw from a distance that a Taiyi Golden Immortal was still trying to find Zixiao Palace a moment ago, and when he stepped out, the power of water, fire, wind and earth directly enveloped him, and even the Yuan Shen did not escape.

"I don't know how many Dao friends will fall on this trip to Chaos!" Tongtian sighed a little, but he didn't say anything, they were all their own choices. All he could do now was to try his best to sense the direction of Zixiao Palace and whether there was any danger on the way. Because they were worried about their mana, the three of them took turns to control the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, while the other two were both sensing and exploring the way, and more than six hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye.

"Congratulations to the three Daoists for arriving at Zixiao Palace in the first batch, the palace door will not be opened until three hundred years later, and please wait patiently for the three Daoists. Seeing that someone had already arrived at Zixiao Palace, Haotian Yaochi was surprised that Sanqing came so quickly, but he still hurried out to greet him.

Facing the two boys of the Taiyi Realm, Taishang was silent and silent, as if he was wandering outside the world. Seeing the two of them like this, Tongtian had no choice but to reply: "Thank you two Taoist friends for coming to greet you, but I don't know if there is a place for people to rest in front of Zixiao Palace?"

After receiving the reply, the three of them quickly rushed to the gate of the palace to sit cross-legged, feeling the Dao rhyme emanating from the Zixiao Palace, and wandering into the world. Because the three of them are destined to be from the Xuanmen, they can be one step ahead of the others, and at this time, the great gods in the chaos are still fighting against the chaotic air currents that blow from time to time!

More than two hundred years have passed, and the square in front of Zixiao Palace has been filled with people one after another. In the first row, that is, in front of Zixiao Palace, there were a total of nine people: Sanqing, Fuxi Nuwa, Kunpeng, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, and Emperor Jun Taiyi. In the meantime, when Yuan saw Taiyi, he wanted to find him unlucky, but was stopped by Li Ertongtian, afraid that Hongjun would not like it.

"Click~" The door of Zixiao Palace slowly opened, and two Dao Tong came out of it, who were Haotian Yao Chi who had been recalled to the palace by Hongjun before.

"Fellow Daoists, Zixiao Palace is about to start, please enter quickly!"

Hearing this, Taishang Primordial Tongtian was closest to the palace gate, and immediately entered Zixiao Palace, while the rest of the people also quickly followed.

Upon entering the palace, everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the six futons placed in the first row. Also, the whole palace is empty, and there are six futons, and there are some rhymes on the futons, and anyone will pay attention to them.

"I want to fight for a futon!" Sanqing had a good heart, and before everyone could react, he occupied the geographical advantage and joined forces to occupy the three futons.

When everyone saw it, they all reacted, Fu Xi pushed Nuwa onto the futon, and he wanted to sit on the fifth futon, but he was knocked away by a black-robed vulture man, and then the sixth futon was occupied by the red cloud who was good at speed.

When Nuwa saw that Fuxi was knocked away, she couldn't help but be so angry that Mount Meru was also half red, but it didn't have the slightest effect on Kunpeng.

"Brother, come and sit here. Nuwa just wanted to get up but was pulled by Fu Xi, who shook her head and sat behind Nuwa.

Seeing that the front was full, the people who came in later did not dare to be presumptuous in the saint's dojo, so they each found an empty place to sit down and wait for the lecture to begin.

"When~" Haotian Yaochi rang the golden bell and said: "A thousand years have passed, Zixiao Palace is about to close, fellow Daoists, please be quiet." ”