If it is said that the battle at the beginning, the people of the Flood Desolation Immortal can still bear it, but now they are overwhelmed.

What is the reason? The prince has been fighting with large-sized monsters all along, and it is rare for him to encounter an enemy of normal size once, and he does not need to transform into a concave man, which is naturally different, and it can be said that after the prince came to the wilderness, it is rare to fight heartily once.

Well, he's cool, but the problem is that the desolate creatures are miserable. The occasional trace of evil energy leaked by the godkiller spear could crush the soul of a golden immortal and make him fall into madness, not to mention that there was an even more perverted chaos demon god on the other side.

The beautiful demon god changed her charming expression, and became more and more ruthless towards Zhang Zilong, as if the two had a common hatred.

On the one hand, they were frightened by Zhang Zilong's strength, this guy actually shook the strength of the saint, although the saint was foreign and was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao in the desolate world, but it was enough for these high-ranking saints to be vigilant in their hearts. On the other hand, it is a worry about the desolate world, you must know that all the saints have been fighting each other, they have been running into the chaos to avoid causing too much harm to the desolate.

It's a pity that these two people obviously don't have this kind of consciousness, one is the Chaos Demon God, and you don't worry about whether the desolate world is broken or not, and the other is a quasi-saint who has not yet stepped into the saint level, and has no experience in this area.

I saw that Mangcang Mountain, which had just experienced an extraordinary catastrophe, and the plains near Mangcang Mountain, had now been baptized by "love" again, and the peaks fell down one after another, and the earth continued to crack, and streams of magma gushed outward, and there were still few creatures nearby, otherwise this karma, Zhang Zilong would have to bear it in vain.

In the depths of chaos, an ancient and mysterious palace flies slowly, and at a glance, the palace seems to exist, but it also seems to not exist, drifting with the tide in the chaotic atmosphere.

There is a ruddy old Taoist in the hall, and a moon-white Taoist robe has not changed for hundreds of millions of years... Of course, this guy doesn't need to change his clothes, and he doesn't know what level of spiritual treasure it is.

That's right, this is Zixiao Palace, this old Dao is the first saint in the desolate world, and now the only Heavenly Dao-level saint - Hongjun Dao Ancestor!

Since the last time he set up Haotian Yao Chi and took charge of the Heavenly Court, the old Taoist has retreated into the chaos, not asking about the world, and comprehending the supreme avenue. After joining the way, Hongjun also lost the three clear and six desires of ordinary people, and was more of an attitude of a judge or a ruler to look at the development of the desolate world.

However, this time, Hongjun couldn't sit still, and his eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and through the chaos, he directly cast his gaze on the desolate land.

"But it's over!" A faint voice came out of Zixiao Palace, directly engraved in the minds of all living beings in the Flood Wilderness, including the two who were fighting!

I saw that the beautiful woman and demon god's expression changed abruptly, obviously frightened by Hongjun's voice! If you want to say who she is most afraid of at the moment, it is naturally the controller of the desolate world, Hongjun Daozu!

With a fierce palm, the attacking godkiller spear slapped off the trajectory, and the demon god took the opportunity to jump out of the battle circle.

Just when the two had just separated, the sky drooped immeasurably Xuanhuang Qi, only to see a delicate pagoda dripping and rotating in the sky above the two, the Xuanhuang gas glowing with incense, it was this pagoda hanging down, it was the heaven and earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of the Taishang Sage Lao Tzu!

Then the magic weapons of the major saints came out, and their magical powers were revealed, and the broken places of the desolate world were slowly repaired, and the two of them were naturally taken care of by the saints, and they were each trapped on one side.

Zhang Zilong doesn't care, after all, this demon god is the intruder, and he is also the instigator of the battle, he can be said to be the guardian of the desolate world to a certain extent, plus his own master will also help him around, there is no pressure at all!

It's a pity that the beauty and demon god are different, she really feels the terrifying strength of the Flood Desolation Saint, and almost all of her judgments have been overturned! With the help of the power of the Heavenly Dao, almost every one of these saints can exert several times more strength than herself, and compared to her, a wild extraterritorial saint, it is simply an existence that has opened up the plug-in!

For a while, my heart was extremely cold, my adventure to the desolate world, not only did I not take Chang'e away, but I may have confessed myself here, that feeling, there is really a kind of broken egg!

Just when the Linglong Pagoda, Taijitu, Pangu Banner, Zhuxian Sword Array and even the Golden Lotus in the West all revealed their supreme divine power with Hongjun's words, a familiar and unfamiliar breath of the creatures of the desolation outside the sky came over, and Zhang Zilong only felt that a feeling of worship for the Tao rose in his heart, so that he couldn't help but lower his arrogant head, and this phenomenon continued to appear in all the creatures of the desolation.

Even the six great saints all stood up and bowed to Chaos, saying, "Teacher's holy life is boundless!"

"Dao Ancestor, it has appeared!"

"Zixiao Palace is open again!"

"Could it be that the catastrophe has begun? Doesn't it mean that the catastrophe will not be reached, and Hongjun will not come out?"

Countless powerful people set off turbulent waves in their hearts, speculating about what this incident meant.

The moment the beauty demon god felt Hongjun, she tried to withdraw and escape, and escaped into the void. It's a pity that the saints didn't dare to let this demon god leave without Hongjun's permission.

So you can see that a beautiful woman, her face is flushed and constantly twisting her delicate body, and even let out a dull moan from time to time, whether you believe it or not, anyway, the prince believes it, and the girl opposite is in spring!

If the demon god knew what this hateful guy in front of him thought, I'm afraid he would kill this shameless man desperately, right?

Just when the two of them were pregnant with ghosts, they suddenly saw the auspicious clouds and thousands of roads in the south, thousands of rui qi, and the strange fragrance attacked, and they saw one person, holding a bamboo cane.

The voice was ethereal, and he said: "Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true." Outside the heaven and earth, I should be in charge of the sect. Pangu gives birth to Tai Chi, two instruments and four elephants. One is passed on to three friends, and the two teachings are divided into two teachings. The Xuanmen is all leading the show, and it is a gas. ”

After speaking, Zhang Zilong hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down and said: "Disciple Sun Yulong visits the ancestor, and wishes the ancestor a boundless life." "This guy is used to pleasing him, and when he saw that Daozu called Shizu directly, he clearly pulled into the relationship between the two, and told the beautiful demon god, our backer is here, and your little girl's skin is going to be tragic.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Zilong's words, the Demon God's face was cloudy, and he finally sighed: "Hongjun, you and I are old acquaintances, so it's okay to let me go now?"

Hongjun first asked Zhang Zilong to be exempt from courtesy, and carefully looked at the prince of this heavenly court, to say that among the three generations of Xuanmen, he Hongjun Taoist people are most concerned about no one else, it is this Zhang Zilong who grew up with a golden key, on the one hand, he is the apprentice of the original Tianzun among his four major disciples, on the other hand, he is the child of Haotian Yaochi who has a father-son and daughter friendship with himself.

Take this incident as an example, Heavenly Dao did not punish Zhang Zilong at all, on the one hand, Zhang Zilong had a meritorious role in guarding the flood wilderness, and on the other hand, Hongjun Dao Ancestor's personal emotions also had an impact on Heavenly Dao.

As for the sad beauty demon god...

"Chang Xi, since you have escaped the catastrophe, how dare you break into the desolate world again?" Hongjun's gaze moved from Zhang Zilong to the beautiful demon god, but his eyes were indifferent.

The demon god Chang Xi looked at Hongjun hatefully: "Why did I come, don't you know?"

Hongjun was silent for a while, Zhang Zilong listened anxiously on the side, he naturally knew who the target of this demon god was, and quickly made a pitiful appearance, looking at his own boss, that look was simply sad, and those who saw it were crying, what a character Hongjun was, he naturally hurried to Zhang Zilong's small appearance behind him, shaking his head and laughing.

"This doesn't work, now that person is my grandson's wife, you can't take her away!"

A sentence cut off the last trace of thought in the demon god's heart, and Hongjun continued: "I remember that you have not hurt the root of the flood wilderness, so let's go, don't cause more trouble in the future." ”

After saying that, he gently swept the robe, and the figure of Changxi Demon God gradually disappeared in place, only to see her face, which had been gloomy, suddenly burst into a smile that captivated the country and the city: "Hongjun, we will meet again, I don't know if you can stop the revenge of the demon gods such as me at that time, cluck"

The people have gone, but the laughter has always echoed in the ears of everyone in the wilderness.

Daozu didn't pay much attention to it, looked at the messy scene, and with a wave of his hand, he changed the sky and restored the scenery of this realm, of course, the Mangcang Mountain no longer exists.

When Zhang Zilong opened his eyes again, he was already sitting in a quaint hall, surrounded by purple gas, immeasurable Taoism, behind an incense burner, the ordinary figure of Daozu was looking at him with a smile.

"Obediently in the middle of winter, this prince is coming to Zixiao Palace again?"