Just as the Wu Clan Land War began, in the shallow chaos beyond the Three Realms, a purple palace was rising and falling.

The door of the palace was open, and two figures could be faintly seen sitting opposite each other.

Above the palace, the three big characters of "Zixiao Palace" are impressively engraved on it, adding a prestige to this purple palace.

This palace is the holy place of cultivation in the entire flood world during the ancient flood - Zixiao Palace. At the same time, it is also recognized as the strongest in the Three Realms, and the Hongjun Dao Ancestor is in the place of the Heavenly Dao.

In the palace, two figures, one white and one green, sat opposite each other, the white Taoist had white hair and hair, and there was no breath on his body, looking like an ordinary old man in the mortal world, but if there was a Taoist in Zixiao Palace who was here, he would definitely be able to see that this person was the Taoist ancestor Hongjun who educated the flood back then.

The cyan figure was none other than the Tongtian Sect Master who had been on the Three Immortals Island for a long time before.

"Master, you did everything you could back then, and you used the general situation of the flood to defeat the Demon Ancestor Luoyu, and now that he is making a comeback, he will definitely hold on, I don't know if Master can have the last laugh in this battle. ”

The Tongtian Sect Master played with the Qingping Sword, and a pair of discerning eyes pierced through the chaos and fell on the land of the Wu clan, but the tone of his voice clearly did not want to face a respected master, but seemed to tease an old friend.

When Hongjun Dao Ancestor heard this, he was full of wrinkles, and there was no expression on his old face, and even his eyes did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he had not heard the ridicule of the Tongtian Sect Master.

His gaze also passed through the chaos and fell to the Three Realms, but his gaze was not in the land of the Wu clan, but fell on a peaceful spiritual mountain.

After a long time, Hongjun Daozu finally spoke slowly, and at this time he seemed to be a living being, not a sculpture without the slightest emotion.

"The wind has risen. What is there to fear from the poor road?"

Hongjun Daozu's words seemed to be answering the Tongtian Sect Master, and he seemed to be talking to himself, and he could hear the corners of the Tongtian Sect Master's eyebrows.

"Master, what is the purpose of Luo Yu's manipulation of the mortal realm this time? Could it be because the Twelve Ancestral Witches were on the Master's side back then, and he wanted to destroy the Wu Clan?"

The Tongtian Sect Master said to himself, seeing that Hongjun Daozu did not respond again, he immediately shrugged his shoulders in boredom, and his body gradually disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he didn't know how many thousands of miles he had entered the depths of chaos.

"Alas......" After the Tongtian Sect Master disappeared, Hongjun Dao Ancestor finally came back to his senses again, and he lowered his head. The face that had not changed for ten thousand years showed a trace of remorse, and said lightly: "My path is wrong, is your path right?"

He kept whispering, his face sometimes showing remorse, sometimes expressionless, the two emotions kept alternating, and finally the remorse disappeared completely. The whole face is like a sculpture, and the figure disappears at the same time.

With the disappearance of Hongjun Dao Ancestor. The gate of Zixiao Palace then closed, and the purple light on the palace flickered a few times, and then disappeared into the chaos.

In the land of the Wu clan, Yang Jiao had already sensed a special aura that sealed the entire radius of millions of miles, isolating all exploration. Therefore, holding the hand of the black-robed emperor suddenly increased his strength.

"Bang-"

It was like the sound of glass falling to the ground, and the armor on the black-robed emperor's neck had been reduced to pieces. Yang Jiao's fingers pinched directly on the neck of the black-robed emperor.

"You should be their leader, tell me, why are you attacking the Wu Clan?" Yang Jiao casually glanced at the twelve golden people and the three golden immortal peak aura people around him, and then asked softly.

The black-robed emperor saw that the talisman armor was crushed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. Then he regained his composure and said lightly: "You kill me." ”

"Bastard!"

Hearing the black-robed emperor's stiff answer, before Yang Jiao could speak, the peripheral Xingtian was directly furious, and he shouted violently, his body was close to the black-robed emperor, and the big axe in his right hand was directly slashed at the black-robed emperor.

Under the sharp axe, the armor on the black-robed emperor suddenly fell apart, and the whole person was suddenly defenseless.

"A mortal?"

Xing Tian just wanted to teach the black-robed emperor a lesson, and he didn't really want to kill him, so after realizing that the other party's true body was a mortal, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

Yang Jiao glanced at Xingtian, then looked at the corpses of the Wu clan everywhere, and then shook his hand, threw the black-robed emperor to the latter, and said, "This person is the leader, so I will hand it over to you." ”

The giant shield in Xingtian's left hand disappeared, grabbed the black-robed emperor in his hand, and then nodded to Yang Jiao: "Brother Yang, thank you!"

Yang Jian nodded, pointed at the three people with peak golden immortal breath, and said, "These three guys, leave them to me." ”

"Okay!" Xing Tian immediately agreed, and then slammed his shot, slashing out twelve axes in a row.

"Bang bang ......"

The axe light accurately hit the twelve golden men, blasting all the twelve golden men into the air and falling into the training ground.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as the twelve golden men fell into the training ground, twelve powerful wills suddenly rose from the real training ground, and they were poured into the bodies of the twelve golden people.

The golden bodies of the twelve golden men suddenly trembled, and then they turned into twelve golden statues and stood in all directions of the training ground.

At the same time, the black-robed emperor who was caught in Xingtian's hand suddenly changed his complexion, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he immediately fainted.

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed, and he said, "Congratulations to the Heavenly Witch Saint!"

Obviously, judging from the current form, those twelve quasi-holy warriors have been suppressed by Xingtian using the power of the training ground, and even cut off the connection with the black-robed emperor, so the black-robed emperor will pass out directly.

"This is what the Houtu Ancestor Wu told me just now!" Xing Tian explained, and was about to speak again, when his face suddenly changed, and said: "Brother Yang, my Wu clan has suddenly changed like this, and I will entertain you Brother Yang another day." ”

Xingtian is the stupidest, but the meaning has been expressed very clearly.

Yang Jiao smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I just have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first." I'll bother you another day!"

After speaking, with a wave of his big hand, he grabbed the three people who exuded the aura of the peak golden immortal, and then beckoned Yuan Hong and flew directly away from the Wu clan's land.

As soon as he flew out of the territory of the Wu clan, Yang Jiao noticed that the aura that shrouded a million miles disappeared like a tide.

"Hou Tu Niang?"

Yang Jiao glanced back at the Wu clan land that had disappeared again, and then flew towards the heavenly court with Yuan Hong.

As soon as he returned to Gouchen Heavenly Palace, Wang Mo immediately invited him to meet and brought the results of the Buddhist and Taoist debate at the peak of Mount Tai.

"The fire dragon and that Dapeng bird were tied?" Yang Jiao's face was silent when he heard this, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

He had seen the strength of the fire dragon with his own eyes, and it was definitely stronger than Yuan Hong, and he only fought with the king of Dapeng Ming to a draw.

"The fire dragon is now on the way to heaven, and the teachings and the golden immortals of Buddhism have also returned to their own efforts, but this time, the second master won the king of Jizo, who is known as the strongest golden immortal of Buddhism, and now he has been called the god of war by the good deeds. Wang Mo glanced at Yang Jiao cautiously and said.

"God of War?" Yuan Hong on the side suddenly sneered and said, "He's still far away!"

Yang Jiao only smiled slightly when he heard this, shook out two figures and two sets of armor, and said to Wang Mo: "These two people are handed over to you, I need to know the secret of this armor." (To be continued.) )