Nineteen hundred years passed in a blink of an eye for the two who were concentrating on the Tao, and when the two came back to their senses, the sky was already full of laws, and one after another the path of laws appeared in the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them didn't stop long, got up and flew towards the path of law in the sky.

As soon as Zhang Xinyu landed on the road of law, Kunpeng's figure disappeared, and it seemed that the sentence was printed, and those who were destined naturally followed.

"I don't believe that I can't go to Zixiao Palace!" Zhang Xinyu gritted his teeth and looked at the chaos and said, those chaos is very weird, originally chaos will merge with everything in the world, constantly spreading around, and the chaos in the distance is like another space, has been floating there quietly.

After entering the chaos again, Zhang Xinyu was not concentrating on cultivation, but flying quickly in one direction, as for where Zixiao Palace was, she didn't know, she could only fly in one direction, as she continued to observe the surroundings, Zhang Xinyu found that there was a gap between these chaos and the chaos that the primeval demon ape knew, or this was a power that was closer to chaos than the power of the void.

When she was thinking about the gap between the two forces, her eyes suddenly lit up, and a brilliant palace appeared in front of her, the palace gate was full of people, and at a cursory glance, there were about two or three hundred people, and there was a pair of gold and jade gilt plaques hanging on the main entrance of the palace, with three words "Zixiao Palace" written on it.

"Daoist friends are here!" Kunpeng came to Zhang Xinyu and congratulated: "Congratulations to Daoist friends for having a fate with Zixiao Palace, and in a while Dao Ancestor will preach, and then Zixiao Palace will seal the gate, and no one will be able to enter." ”

"Rejoice and rejoice!" Zhang Xinyu said modestly: "I didn't expect it to be delayed for so long!

In addition to Zhang Xinyu, there are many people congratulating each other, it seems that in addition to Zhang Xinyu, there are many people who are coming for the first time.

"The teacher is about to preach, and you are waiting for the noise!" A low and steady voice sounded, and the people around him who congratulated each other stopped talking and looked at the voice.

He is about thirty years old, with a burly body, a blue robe and blue embroidery, a green sword in his hand, and the sword aura on his body is so compelling that people can't help but want to stay away from him.

(Who is he?) Zhang Xinyu secretly asked Kunpeng.

(Kunlun Divine Clan, one of the three Qing Shangqing Daoists, was personally named as a disciple by Dao Zu, the two people on his right are Taiqing Master and Yuqing Master, and they are also disciples of Dao Ancestor, the three of them are very strong, be careful.) Kunpeng warned, and it seems that he has suffered a loss from three people.

Zhang Xinyu nodded, secretly watching the three of them, and the Taiqing Venerable Master was just like the portrait of the later generations, looking like an old dragon clock, with an expression that everything is dispensable. As for the Venerable Yuqing, just standing there gives people a very noble feeling, and this dignity is not pretended, but unintentionally exuded dignity, just like innate.

There is a distinct gap between the three Qings, Taiqing is the kind of person who doesn't care about anything, while Yuqing is like a pampered nobleman, and Shangqing has a feeling of being a chivalrous man.

(No wonder the three of them parted ways in the end, how could such a contrasting personality not be separated!It is not for nothing that three doors are passed on together!) Zhang Xinyu secretly thought about whether to go and make friends.

"Shangqing Dao is friendly and angry! Isn't it being bullied that we people are going to be angry!" said a man wearing a green road, a gourd hanging from his waist, and holding a jade fan.

"Lu Jian Daoyou's words are different, my brother just doesn't want to disturb the master, so as not to make the master dissatisfied. Yuqing on the side pulled Shangqing and replied.

"Hahahahaha!" Lu Jian suddenly laughed and said, "Actually using Dao Ancestor to pressure us, do the three really think that by becoming a disciple of Dao Ancestor, they can ignore all the Dao friends here?"

(I'm going!, this guy wants to pull us into the water!) Zhang Xinyu cursed in his heart.

"What's more, there is still Emperor Wa Niangniang, have you Sanqing forgotten your identity and seniority!" Lu Jian suddenly saluted to where Nuwa and Fuxi were.

(What's the matter with Nuwa Niangniang?) Zhang Xinyu hurriedly asked Kunpeng.

Kunpeng glanced at Nuwa, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, and said: (I can't explain this matter clearly for a while, I'll tell Daoyou when I have time.) ）

Zhang Xinyu looked at Kunpeng speechlessly and said: (Long story short, you can just tell me a rough idea!)

(The last time he preached, Hongjun Daozu referred to Nuwa Niangniang as an equal, and honored her Nuwa Niangniang!) Kunpeng replied.

(This............ Zhang Xinyu didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Lu Jian didn't know what to say to anger the Shangqing Daoist, and the two had already fought.

The Shangqing Daoist held the Qingping sword close to the land pressure, and kept stabbing at the land pressure with one hand, and there was a gourd floating in the sky above the land pressure, and endless starlight was sprinkled from the gourd's mouth to protect the landing pressure.

"The sword in the hands of the Shangqing Daoist is refined by the innate spiritual root Qingping, and its function is more than 10,000 waters, and there is the water of the innate green stream, and it does not touch karma. The gourd floating on Lu Press's head is one of the seven gourds formed by the innate spiritual root gourd vine of Kunlun Mountain, which contains thousands of starlight and can defend against retreating enemies. A female voice suddenly said in Zhang Xinyu's ear.

"You...... You...... Why are you here......? Quasi-saint!" Zhang Xinyu looked at the visitor in surprise and exclaimed, turned around and wanted to run, she didn't care about any preaching, but unfortunately a little hand grabbed her little hand.

"Are you surprised to see me? Anyway, we're old friends, so we don't need to see each other like that. The woman said with a smile, grabbing Zhang Xinyu's hand and squeezing it hard.

"Daoist friend Zhang Xinyu, I don't know who this fellow Daoist is?" Kunpeng asked Zhang Xinyu puzzled when he saw the two of them holding hands.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, this is one of the three royal families, Princess Hongling of the Dragon Clan. Zhang Xinyu looked at Princess Hongling with a bitter face and said cautiously.

Dressed in a red dress, her long fiery red hair is scattered over her shoulders, and her compelling heroism makes people dare not approach, but there is an indelible sorrow between her eyebrows, which makes people can't help but want to erase that sorrow, and she is one of the most powerful dragons in the world, Princess Hongling, a nine-clawed fire golden dragon.

"Long time no see!" Zhang Xinyu turned to Princess Hongling in a low voice and said, "Can you let go of my hand, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Don't pinch it hard! I won't run! I definitely won't run!"

Zhang Xinyu wanted to run away the moment she saw Princess Hongling, but Princess Hongling grabbed her hand as if she knew her thoughts, preventing her from escaping.

(I really don't have any luck, I just got rid of Shui Rou's affairs, and now Princess Hongling has found it again!My hand! it won't be wasted!) Zhang Xinyu wailed in his heart.