The flood was shattered, thousands of living beings were robbed, and the mixed yuan saints no longer cared about besieging Tongtian, and even the Daoist knew that his twelve-grade golden lotus had been robbed, and at this time he had to take action to protect the cracking flood wilderness. And there are about 1,000 disciples in the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, who were brought back by the Duobao Dao people.

It was easy to stabilize the flood desolation that was about to be completely shattered, and all the mixed yuan saints immediately pointed the finger at Tongtian: "Tongtian Sect Master, you don't cultivate morality, you dare to smash the flood desolation, it's an unforgivable sin!"

The guide is sitting on the clouds, closing his eyes and saying nothing, silently using the power of the saint to illuminate the long river of fate. After realizing that it was the mosquito that had eaten his lotus platform, the Taoist immediately began to look for the mosquito's whereabouts.

But no matter how the Daoist checked, even if he used the power of the saint to investigate with the help of the long river of fate, he only found the six-winged black mosquito to eat the three-grade golden lotus and then could no longer devour it and escaped from the west.

As for how it passed through the Sumeru Mountain Protection Array, why the Western Sect disciples did not find a Da Luo Jin Immortal entering Mount Meru, and where the six-winged black mosquito fled was not aware of it.

Unable to find the culprit, the face of the Daoist changed, and he also joined the ranks of the crusade against the Tongtian Sect Master, since the treasure of the Twelve Grades of the Sect of the Town Sect is no longer complete, then it is best to knock the heavens into the dust and give the West a chance to develop.

Although many Mixed Yuan Saints have been crusading against the Tongtian Sect Master, they all have different thoughts. Taishang and Yuan Shi were worried about Tongtian, but seeing the expression of the sect leader holding the wisdom bead in his hand, he didn't say anything more.

Fuxi Nuwa, Fusang Wangshu is afraid that this karma will befall them, after all, logically speaking, if Tongtian is the main culprit, they are at least accomplices. And there is also the hope that the Tongtian Sect Master will be unlucky.

And Zhun Ti thought that Hongjun Daozu would definitely come when such a big thing happened to Honghuang, hoping that when he arrived, he would have a bad feeling towards the Tongtian Sect Master and punish him heavily.

"The shattering of the flood is the number of days, is it due to manpower?" The Tongtian Sect Master laughed, not worrying about himself at all, but refuted it with the number of days that this group of people had often talked about before.

"How can the Dao of Heaven watch the desolation shattered, Tongtian Sect Master, you don't want to talk nonsense, you lose our face for nothing!" Nuwa Niangniang's phoenix eyes almost erupted with fire, and among the people present, she was the only one who relied on more merits, although her cultivation speed was not slow, but she was also the most afraid of karma.

If it weren't for that, even if the King of Xuan had a dragon qi to protect herself, how could she endure the fact that a mortal emperor would fall into her face! If the karma fell on her this time, I am afraid that if she wants to touch the Mixed Yuan Dajue Golden Immortal Realm, I don't know how long it will be.

The Tongtian Sect Master said with a smile: "You can't detect the number of days, it's because your realm is not enough, don't compare you to the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm with me!

All the mixed sages were furious, and between the rebuttal and the rebuttal, a new round of shaking began in the desolation, and the gods and ghosts cried in the wilderness.

"What's going on here?" Just when the Mixed Yuan Saints were puzzled, and before they could investigate, they saw that the purple qi came 30,000 miles from the east, the golden clouds were swirling, the Rui Qi was circling, and the Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who was dressed in a dark Taoist robe and had a simple and unremarkable appearance, stepped on the light curtain that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Hongjun Old Ancestor was expressionless, and he didn't say much to the mixed yuan saints, glanced at the broken Flood Desolate Continent, stretched out his hand to connect the dots, and summoned the four larger fragments of the protected Flood Desolation into his hand, and a simple jade disc appeared behind his head, attracting the huge power of the Heavenly Dao, almost overwhelming a few people except Tongtian. Both hands quickly punched out the Dao Technique, and fell into it, unexpectedly fusing four fragments together.

Dao Ancestor summoned some small fragments into his hand, and then the fragments spun and flew one by one, forming a miniature sphere.

Hongjun Daozu casually divided the yin and yang, and then threw the ball into the space that was divided on that side. I saw that the ball rose in the wind, and flew not far from the sun in that space before it stopped.

Then Daozu stretched out his hand, and a dragon vein flew out of the shattered flood and fell into the small ball, and moved the Shang Dynasty and Xiqi who were fighting for hegemony to the earth, except for some who were destined to be on the list of gods in the tribulation, but there were few monks.

After doing all this, Hongjun Daozu looked at the nine people present, and said expressionlessly: "This time the flood is shattered, although it should be a few days, but if it weren't for your selfish intentions, how could it be like this!"

Everyone under the Daozu sect bowed to the ground, and they all said: "The disciple is guilty." Fusang Wangshu and the others were deeply guilty, and they also confessed their crimes.

Hongjun said: "Although this is due to calamity, if I don't come, when will it be time to take revenge on each other? ”

As soon as Hongjun said this, the Tongtian Sect Master still had an indifferent expression, and Taishang and Yuan Shi were a little worried, but they had to follow the others to make a happy expression because they were considering the follow-up plan.

"Through the heavens, although you follow the number of days and have no karma to come to you, but the flood is shattered, it is undeniable that you are the greatest responsibility. You go back to Zixiao Palace with me, don't go out lightly. ”

Hongjun Dao Ancestor's decision, except for Taishang and Yuan Shi, all the mixed Yuan saints were overjoyed in their hearts, the Tongtian Sect Master was now powerful, and he would definitely not be able to restrain him with his combat power in the flood wilderness alone. Hongjun Daozu took him away, and it was no different from being sealed.

The Tongtian Sect Master gave Taishang and Yuan Shi a look when everyone was not paying attention, signaled not to worry, and then walked behind Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

Daozu also said: "This time the flood is broken, and what remains is called the Earth Immortal Realm. You are either a Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal, or a saint, and the Earth Immortal Realm can't withstand the power of your fight, so after the end of this tribulation, all the saints and the Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal must not appear in the flood when the immeasurable tribulation comes. Yasheng can't take it lightly! ”

After that, he took the Tongtian Sect Master back to Zixiao Palace.

The Mixed Yuan Saints present glanced at each other, not daring to disobey the orders of the Dao Ancestor, and each turned back to the dojo to prepare.

In Mount Meru, the quasi-Daoist was a little unwilling to deal with Hongjun Dao Ancestor: "Dao Ancestor is also eccentric, how deep is the karma of the Tongtian Sect Master to shatter the flood wilderness, it has been wiped out like this!"

"Senior brother, be cautious!" Originally, there were not too many treasures in the West, but now the twelve-grade golden lotus has been devoured by the third grade, and the joy of the Daoist who received the Daoist was originally swept away because of the introduction of the sect's luck to the West and the next amount of calamity in the West, and his face has returned to the kind of sorrowful face that can trap mosquitoes.

"Since Dao Ancestor has arranged this way, he must have his reasons, that is, what can we do if we keep complaining here? Now you and I should first reduce the disciples of the sect, and then talk about anything else!"