"Wait until you come to Zixiao Palace!"

Chaotic Heaven Outside the Heavens, Li Qingming and the other saints just wanted to return to the desolate world, but they were pulled to Zixiao Palace by a summon from Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Outside the quaint Zixiao Palace, a virgin who the saints had never seen before was guarding the door early.

I saw that the virgin was about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a pale pink robe, with two lovely cupagles, and two lovely dimples on her beautiful face

Seeing all the saints, the virgin bowed and said, "Yao Ji has seen all the saints, the master has been waiting in the palace for a long time!

"Hmm!" all the saints bowed slightly, just about to enter the palace. I saw that three golden streamers suddenly shot out from the chaotic void not far away, but they were the Jie Yin, Zhun Ti, and Nuwa who had been forced away by Li Qingming before, and Nuwa who had returned to the palace with negative qi.

Jieyin and Zhun Ti's faces were cold, and they entered Zixiao Palace without even looking at the saints.

Nuwa, on the other hand, was like frost, frowning.

The saints looked at each other in surprise, shook their heads in unison, and followed closely behind Yao Ji into Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, the Zixiao Palace is still as simple as it was thousands of years ago, and the old road of Hongjun is still sitting loosely on the futon. A large "Dao" character text is firmly engraved on the back wall of Hongjun. The quaint Taoist rhyme is full of it.

Seeing this, all the saints saluted in unison and chanted: "Meet the Master, the Teacher, the Ancestor......

Hongjun slightly floated the sleeves of his robe and said, "You are exempt from courtesy!"

"This Lich War has begun, and you will wait in this Zixiao Palace to watch the changes. After a hundred years, you can only leave the palace!" Hongjun Lao Dao was up and down. Said undoubtedly.

Hearing the words all his life, Sanqing, the Two Sages of the West, the River Styx, and Li Qingming were all expressionless. But Nuwa and Houtu were anxious.

Nuwaqiao's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she kowtowed to Hongjun and said, "Master, could it be that this calamity is really unbreakable?"

Hongjun glanced at Nuwa lightly and said, "This calamity was provoked by the two clans of the lich! The spirits of the desolate beings were full of complaints, not to mention the fact that the demon clan had slaughtered the human race frantically before, causing the luck of the clan to plummet. If he is still in charge of the Flood Desolation Heavenly Realm, then the Flood Desolation will not be full of resentment. Demons dancing?"

Nuwa heard this. Choked up with tears.

Hou Tu stepped forward and kowtowed: "Teacher, the destruction of the demon clan is to blame. My Wu clan is a descendant of Pangu Father God, and I have also helped the human race many times, how can I also have this calamity?"

Hongjun opened his eyes. After watching it for a long time. Then he sighed lowly: "Hey! The two Lich clans are bound to launch a conquest of the desolate world. That's the number of days, the number of days!"

After these words, Hongjun flicked his sleeves slightly. Putting Li Qingming into his sleeve, his figure slowly melted into the void and disappeared.

In the depths of chaos, there is a mysterious shijie somewhere. The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the little beasts are happy. Li Qingming touched his smooth chin a little inexplicably, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Master! Dao Ancestor! Hongjun Old Dao ......"

In the empty valley, Li Qingming's shouts echoed for a long time, without the slightest response.

Looking for a flat boundary, Li Qingming sat down, grabbed a roast chicken from the storage space, chewed it heavily, and kept muttering: "Your sister, damn Hongjun Laodao, got me here for no reason, and actually did these nonsense things......"

"You bear cub, you speak ill of people behind your back, but you will be punished by God!" was saying this, and suddenly remembered Hongjun's indifferent voice behind him.

"Old fellow, what the hell are you going to do!" Li Qingming threw away the roast chicken in his hand and stood up on the ground, glaring at Hongjun angrily like an eagle guarding his cubs. I didn't feel that I was offending my teachers and disobeying my elders by speaking like this.

Hongjun didn't pay attention to him, but took out a small square table, a set of Go, and two futons by himself.

"I heard that this game of Go was created by you! Heaven and earth are a chess game, and all living beings are chess pieces, you are wise and foolish!" Hongjun pointed to the futon opposite and said, "How about a game?"

Li Qingming frowned, not understanding what Hongjun's move was about. This time, the two lich clans are fighting fiercely at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and he is really not afraid of what monstrous goods the two lich clans will provoke. For example, like the later generations, he toppled the pillar of heaven and stabbed a big hole in the sky?

Hongjun saw that Li Qingming frowned tightly and didn't move for a long time, so he said with a smile: "Bear cub, do you think you don't know about your little tricks? Don't think about the two lich clans, the destiny is like this, what can I do!"

Li Qingming sat on the futon fiercely, and said meaningfully with Bai Zi in his hands: "Old fellow, aren't you afraid that the lich will poke a big hole in the sky?"

Hongjun frowned, gently put the sunspot in his hand on the chessboard, and said, "It's not collapsed again, what are you worrying about!"

"Huh?" Li Qingming's sweat was terrified, and he said in surprise: "What did you say?"

Hongjun threw the chess pieces and said, "Bear cub, you are so frightened now in order to escape one of them, but you have lost that shrewdness!"

Li Qingming couldn't sit still now, he always thought that he was on par with Hongjun's Taoism. Although he Hongjun incarnated into the Heavenly Dao, he could not know the secret that he had obtained from one of them.

"Old fellow, when did you find out?" Li Qingming's face turned slightly pale, but he still asked.

"From the time you get the Three Treasures of Qiankun, combine the Three Treasures of Qiankun, and get the Hongmeng Purple Qi that represents one of them, the old Tao will know!" Hongjun looked at Li Qingming with interest and said, "Don't stop, Luozi, hurry up!"

Li Qingming glared at Hongjun in horror and inexplicably, and said: "From my death to crossing, to obtaining the Three Treasures of Qiankun, and then getting one of them...... What role do you old guy play in this? Okay, what a good game of chess and sentient beings are chess pieces, and you want to be the chess player behind the scenes?"

Hongjun suddenly became dark and serious, and said, "Qingmingzi, the old Tao once said. Your arrival was a complete accident, without any jihua or utilitarian nature...... Don't you want to be the one who plays chess?"

Li Qingming was stunned for a moment, and thought about it carefully. Who doesn't want to jump out of the chess game and be the one who plays chess?

Sitting on the futon dejectedly, Li Qingming said: "Now that you have brought me here, you just want to tell me that you want to be the one who plays chess, don't you want the chess pieces to be beyond your control?"

Hongjun smiled lightly: "Qingmingzi, this Hongmeng world is very big, Honghuang shijie is just a drop in the ocean between this Hongmeng world, one day you will want to jump out of this cage and go to Shijie outside to have a look!"

Li Qingming shook his head dejectedly and said, "I don't want to hear your reasoning, I just want to know how you will treat the two lich clans!"

Hongjun chuckled and did not speak.

......

The desolate nether realm, the Lich Battlefield of Buzhou Mountain.

The Wu clan waved the soul gathering flag, and the demon clan remotely controlled the witch slaying magic weapon, fighting together frantically, and for a while the blood flowed like a river, and the shouting of killing shook the sky!

"His grandmother's, brothers, cloth twelve heavenly gods and gods!"

Di Jiang forced back Taiyi, who was holding the witch slayer knife, with a punch, and shouted loudly.

At this moment, although the Wu clan has the true body of the ancestral witch and the soul gathering flag, the witch slayer knife and witch slayer sword in the hands of Emperor Jun and Tai are not vegetarian. Every sword, every sword will surely see blood. In this way, the Wu clan is obviously at a disadvantage.

Di Jiang clearly realized that although the Wu clan majored in physical bodies and laws, their combat effectiveness was extremely strong, and they could completely fight against multiple ordinary monks of the same rank in one pair. But the demon clan also has a treasure in their hands, and the only way to do this is to rely on the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array. In order to break the suppression of the demon clan's witch-slaying treasure.

Therefore, Di Jiang did not hesitate at all, and immediately decided to activate the "Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array", hoping to use the Pangu Phantom condensed by their ancestral witch body to kill Di Jun and the others in one fell swoop, and defeat the Heavenly Court army in one fell swoop!

"Okay, brothers!"

Gonggong and other ancestors have hung up their own colors, and they have long been extremely hot. At this time, hearing Di Jiang's blunt words, Qi Qi responded, and invariably released several powerful attacks, forcing Di Jun, Taiyi and other demon clan powerhouses to retreat.

Then all the ancestors and witches quickly gathered together, and with a flick of their big hands, twelve pitch-black banners of the Heavenly Gods were scattered in the void, hunting and hunting.

The phantom shadows of the twelve demon gods above the flag kept wandering and roaring, vivid, fierce and terrifying! The aura of the demon gods, which seemed to come from the ancient Hongmeng era, directly penetrated the barrier of time and space, and was mapped onto the twelve demon gods. Twelve clusters of black evil qi, showing the momentum of Zhou Tian, firmly covered the twelve ancestral witches.

When the demon clan suddenly saw these twelve demon gods, they were terrified. A chill rose in his heart for no reason, and the palpitating breath was like seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his eyes were red.

The twelve ancestral witches quickly recited an obscure incantation in their mouths, and suddenly each of the twelve ancestral witches emitted a mysterious aura, and the twelve breaths reflected each other.

At this time, the sky roared, and in a trance, the whole world changed, and the monstrous murderous aura was pervasive. In the infinite space, the earth, water, fire, and wind exploded instantly, and Hongmeng repeated itself.

"Witch! witch!"

The Wu clan seemed to be enchanted, and although the movements of their hands did not stop, the monstrous sound of war in their mouths slowly spread. Later, the sky was filled with the sound of the witch's furious summons.

A famous witch, a famous witch, and a famous ancestor witch only felt that the blood flow speed increased sharply, and the buzzing sound of the bursts of blood resounded through the nine heavens!

"Zha!"

In a burst of cheers, a powerful and incomparable Liliang directly crossed the sky and swept away from the Great Array of the Twelve Heavenly Gods.

The twelve ancestral witches, who had all conjured the true bodies of the ancestral witches, glanced at each other, their eyes were full of blood, and they roared violently: "The twelve demon gods have returned to their positions, and the twelve heavenly gods have a great array, up!"

"Boom!"

Twelve flags wrapped Di Jiang and the others. After a while, the earth cracked, and a giant who stood up to the sky and the earth appeared in the array, it was for Pangu......!