Section 7 Three Words and Two Words for Wishes, Turning Heads into Enemies

"Hongjun, Hongjun, you are so bold that you dare to disobey the order of the deity! The deity gave you a chance, but you only brought the true dragon Dao Ancestor to the deity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoDon't tell the deity, the energy that the deity has given you is not enough to resurrect the rest! Now, hand over the rest of the deity at once!"

With his right hand retracted back, the sleeve automatically obscuring his charred arm. Xuanzun once again showed his majestic side, in front of this servant he had past.

"Oh, Lord Xuanzun, your request, it seems that the poor road has been completed. True Dragon Dao Ancestor, even if it is a semi-finished product that has come back from the dead, it can be regarded as a very good helper, well, except that the energy consumed is a little larger. Poor Dao is really curious, do you really think that Poor Dao will bring you all the things you want, Lord Xuanzun?"

"Or, let's put it another way to put it more obviously, Lord Xuanzun, the cost of resurrecting all of them, you must know better than the poor Dao, the price of resurrecting everyone, that is, it will cost the poor Dao's life...... Dear Lord Xuanzun, if you really care about Poor Dao's subordinate, how can you exchange Poor Dao's life for a few walking dead?"

Hongjun's words are quite vicious, up to Xuanzun's thoughts. His words are not only intended on the surface, he is going to be present with these Xuanzun chess pieces, and they all have wavering and even doubtful thoughts about Xuanzun, the master.

"Since you are not a good master, then, Poor Dao also feels that it is not appropriate for you to continue to serve Lord Xuanzun. People go to high places, water flows to low places, and poor Dao also has the right to choose a better master, Lord Xuanzun, what do you think?"

It is very rare that with the character of Daozu Hongjun, he would say so many words. In the memories of the Jade Emperor and the Styx Ancestor, Hongjun Daozu is a person who cherishes words like gold. Even when Zixiao Palace opened the altar to talk about the way of heaven, he didn't say a word more.

Except for the Styx Ancestor, everyone present saw that behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun, a strange mist began to surge. It didn't take long for this mist to turn into a dark purple demon face, hideously revealing in front of everyone present.

The Styx Ancestor couldn't see it, it was because there was no mark left by Xuanzun or Mingzun on his body. Joining Heavenly Court was just his choice. The path he took was the path of a heavenly sage, that is to say, whether he wanted it or not, he had become an involuntary pawn under Hongjun.

"Demon face, it's a demon face! This, this is the symbol of the lord!" Without waiting for others to react, Mo Huaikong had already taken the lead in kneeling on the ground, followed by An Yuanyang. Only An Yuanyang and Mo Huaikong, the two "chess pieces" of the older generation, can fully understand the true meaning of the magic face.

The green-robed ancestor and the others only knew that Xuanzun was their master, and what they wanted to follow was the master who gave them a second life. But their strength is too shallow, and many times their memories will seem blurry, and they don't know that what really gave them a second life is the Xuanzun's deity, the deity of fate.

"You, you have taken refuge in the old immortal? Okay, a good person goes to a high place, and the water flows to a low place! What about the way of heaven? The deity is the embodiment of fate, and the deity can still control your destiny!"

The more Xuan Zun spoke, the more angry he became, and when he said that, he was already more angry than he had just reprimanded the Jade Emperor. His eyebrows twisted tightly together, and an invisible force emanated from between his eyebrows, slamming heavily on Hongjun Daozu's gray shirt.

"Whoa!", a strong wave of air blew everyone present to the ground. Those who were not strong, such as the Styx Ancestor and others, had already been directly pressed against the walls of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall by the aftermath that was emitted, unable to move.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

The two slightly harsh voices suddenly remembered that Mo Huaikong and An Yuanyang stopped in front of Daozu Hongjun on the left and right. Although the two of them seemed a little struggling under Xuanzun's hands, they still barely supported the power that made people feel uncomfortable.

"Master, do not allow you to be disrespectful to the messenger of the Lord. ā€

"Although you are the master, if you dare to have any disrespect for the lord, we will not let you go!"

An Yuanyang and Mo Huaikong are definitely the first time they have seen Hongjun Daozu, and before that, there was no intersection between them. However, a little mark of the Lord of Destiny completely implicated them.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around! Haotian, take them down for the deity!" I can't believe that even my subordinates who are loyal to me will betray me at this time, Xuanzun's usually smart brain suddenly became dull.

At this time, instead of letting the Jade Emperor do it, it would be better to clean up the portal himself.

"This, this ......" obvious hesitation could be seen in the eyes of the Jade Emperor. On one side is his new master Xuanzun, and on the other side is his old master Daozu Hongjun, for a while, it is indeed a difficult problem to choose.

Looking at Daozu Hongjun's indifferent face, the Jade Emperor's face was obviously not very good-looking. After hesitating for a while, he finally stood behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"I'm sorry, Lord Xuanzun. As Lord Hongjun said, people go to high places, and water flows to low places. I did my best to do things for you, but in exchange for your lack of understanding and a slap in the face. It's ......"

The actions of the Jade Emperor have clearly expressed his position to Xuanzun.

Choking.

Qi Lang was gradually withdrawn by Xuanzun, and he, who claimed to be in control of everything, couldn't believe all this in front of him.

Without the restraint of qi waves, people at the level of Daoist have regained their ability to move. Except for Kaidou to defeat the Buddha, almost all of them stood behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

The green-robed ancestor and the others didn't know the meaning, and they didn't know why Mo Huaikong and An Yuanyang had a "master" and a "lord" in their mouths, but no matter how it sounded, the "lord" was a grade higher than the "master", not to mention, these chess pieces were always huddled together.

As for Dou Victory over the Buddha, because he was a humanoid weapon with no thoughts and no thoughts created by Xuanzun himself, yes, in such a bad situation, only the Dou Victory Buddha was still standing beside him, holding a purple-veined long stick and staring at the many people in front of him.

"Needless to say, Lord Xuanzun, right now, Poor Dao is the true messenger of the Venerable Lord in this world. Everything is in charge of the poor way. Perhaps, you should think about it, rested. ā€

With a weird smile, Daozu Hongjun walked towards Xuanzun on the dragon chair step by step. The godkiller spear shimmered in his robes, a little oozing light.