Entering the palace gate, the first thing that catches everyone's eyes is a quaint avenue rune, called "Dao"! Then there is a platform of less than five square meters, on which two quaint futons are placed.

On a futon on the left, there was an elderly Taoist man dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, fluttering in a daze, and his face could not be seen clearly. It's really a bit of a fairy wind bone.

Two pink-carved boys stand on the left and right of the old road.

The other futon on the platform was empty.

Further down is the legendary wind and fire futon. There are seven of them in a row.

Li Qingming rubbed his glasses, counted and counted, and said secretly: "How can there be seven futons! Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhun Ti, obviously there are six people, how can there be seven wind and fire futons? Is the legend wrong? It's strange!"

Li Qingming, who was puzzled, simply stopped thinking about anything else, and after a while, he would have a conclusion! So he honestly followed behind Sanqing and paced towards the futon in front of him.

Sanqing has already cultivated to Gao Zhuo, and all of them are at the peak of the early stage of the quasi-saint, and they are only one foot away from breaking through to the middle stage of the quasi-saint. So it was very easy to separate the crowd and occupy the first three futons.

Then, it was Nuwa, who was protected by Fuxi with all her might, and sat on the fourth futon. The great god of Fuxi, who was full of elegance and righteousness, was full of evil qi at this time, and the mana of the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal was full of excitement all over his body. Ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal can't withstand Fu Xi's momentum.

In addition, this is Zixiao Palace, the saint's dojo. Even if some Da Luo Jinxian was angry, he didn't dare to fight here, and in desperation, he had to aim at Zuihou's three futons.

"Brush!"

"Whoosh!"

A red light and a black light lit up from the futon almost simultaneously. After the flash, the Taoist inside was revealed, the fifth futon was obtained by Kunpeng, and the sixth futon was obtained by Hongyun. The speed of these two people can be called a desolation, and it is reasonable that these two futons were obtained by them.

As for the seventh futon!

Da Luo Jin Immortals, you stare at me, I'll look at you. He slammed the mana around him and crashed into the seventh futon.

"Boom!"

White, gold, blue......

The seven-colored light flickered, although he had not used spells and magic weapons, but he had also made the huge Zixiao Palace a miasma.

"In Zixiao Palace, don't make a noise! If there is a next time, you will leave by yourself!"

Hongjun on the platform spoke, and with it, there was an overwhelming coercion. It simply overwhelmed the guests in Zixiao Palace.

"We are convicted!"

The crowd bowed their heads and prostrate.

"What a fool, don't you know that although that futon is a great treasure, it is also a hot potato!"

Li Qingming had the idea of watching the excitement in his heart, anyway, he got the Hongmeng purple qi that had escaped, and sanctification was a sure thing, and he was happy to watch everyone fight.

Isn't that a lot of fun!

At this moment, two Taoists that Li Qingming was looking forward to seeing came to the door.

"Senior brother, you and I have finally arrived at Zixiao Palace after a lot of hardships!" Zhun Ti, who was dressed in tatters, limped in with his broken bowl in his left hand.

"Senior brother, it is really dangerous to be in the chaos! The earth, water, fire, and wind are raging and surging, and we will have nothing to do after that, so don't come to this chaos!"

Li Qingming watched speechlessly as the two of them were supporting each other at the door, and three words suddenly flashed in his heart: "Brother Sharp!" At the same time, he was extremely surprised.

I think these two people are also characters in the middle stage of Da Luo Jin Xian, if it weren't for their luck to the extreme, how could they be so embarrassed.

In this Zixiao Palace, there are so many Da Luo Jin Immortals, even those who have just entered Taiyi have many fighting gods, and I haven't seen anyone as embarrassed as the two of them.

It's really weird!

In fact, what Li Qingming didn't understand was that the way of heaven was destined to lead and promote the separation of the Taoist gate and establish the Buddhist gate on his own. Therefore, on the way, layers of obstacles were set up to block the path of the two of them.

There is a glimmer of life under the avenue, so these two people can turn danger into danger everywhere, and they came to Zixiao Palace without danger.

This is the scene where the two of them are now.

"Senior brother, there is still a seat, you can go and rest first!" Zhun Ti complained to the guide for a long time. Seeing that there was still a seat in the first row, he pulled up the lead and pushed it over.

The Da Luo Jin Immortals, although they had the intention to stop it, could think of what they had just done, but they were extremely frightened. Then they both looked at the two of them with hatred.

"Bang!"

Unexpectedly, the guide who was already sitting on the futon was violently bounced out by the futon.

I didn't notice it for a while, and it was ejected more than ten feet.

This time Li Qingming's jaw dropped in shock, and he curiously swept the Yuan Shen towards the seventh futon.

The primordial spirit swept over, only to feel as if there was nothing there. Rubbing his eyes here, there was indeed a futon there. Although there are all kinds of questions, it is not good to ask too many questions.

"Bitter also! Woo woo woo, I think my brothers and I have traveled hundreds of millions of miles from the west to the chaos of the outer heavens. After all the hardships, I finally arrived at Zixiao Palace, but I didn't even have a seat to rest, so the two of us could not help it, so that the two of us could not help it!" It was really sad for the viewers and weeps for the listeners.

But who are the people in Zixiao Palace?

The people who can go to Zixiao Palace, but they are all determined seekers, how can they feel sympathy because of Zhun Ti's hard performance?

Everyone was a cold observer.

"Wait, we might as well be dead!" Seeing that everyone had no reaction, Zhun Ti stood up abruptly, and went straight to the pillars of Zixiao Palace and crashed over.

"Do you want to defile this saint's pure dojo?" Li Qingming said abruptly, with a playful look on his mouth.

Zhun Ti, who was full of momentum, was shocked by Li Qingming's shouting. He stopped in embarrassment, and his face suddenly turned pale. My heart was filled with infinite indignation: "Li Qingming, it's Li Qingming's good thing to do bad to me! Don't let me catch the opportunity, otherwise I will cramp and remove your bones, and burn you in the fire of the center of the earth for hundreds of millions of years!"

"Yes, Zhun Ti Daoist, is there anything you can say well? What is there that you can't think of? Otherwise, my seat will be given to you!" Hongyun's eyes flashed with a different color, and he suddenly sat up from his seat and said.

"So, thank you Daoyou!" Zhun Ti didn't wait for Hongyun to stand firm, so he sat down like lightning.

Everyone all cast extremely contemptuous glances at Zhun Ti, and at the same time, they looked at Hongyun with a hint of mockery. Come to think of it, in their opinion, this futon must have a special meaning, otherwise how could it be no more, no less, exactly seven?

When Zhun Ti's eyes swept towards Kunpeng, his eyes rolled and he said, "My senior brother has no place to rest yet, please let Daoist friends give way, I will be grateful in the future!"

Kunpeng glanced at Zhun Ti and said nothing!

"Fellow Daoist, please let me go!" "Zhun Ti and his colleagues said that their own cultivation was put down to the extreme, and they all pressed towards Kunpeng.