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After thousands of years of disaster, the first time for the ancestor Hongjun of Hunyuan Saint, was approaching quietly.

Outside the Chaos Space, outside the Zixiao Palace Gate, at the end of the Long Bridge of Qi, Haotian and Yao stood side by side, waiting for the great power of the prehistoric world to come and listen to the sermons. These two are a handsome tree facing the wind, handsome and elegant, and a natural beauty, beautiful and elegant golden boy and jade girl.

The Qiyun Long Bridge leads directly to the Zixiao Palace Gate from the Buzhou Mountains. The rich atmosphere of creation almost penetrates the universe, and the fragrant fragrance fills the world.

Haotian did not expect that the first person to arrive at Zixiao Palace was Kunlun Sanqing. I was wearing a white beard and white hair, wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe. Maybe because of the obstacles in the universe, my face was particularly rosy and my breathing was disordered and uneven. The Primitive Taoist and the Tongtian Taoist also held spiritual treasures, and their chests were uneven.

Sanqing saw Haotian and the others at first sight, and quickly greeted him. Tongtian was straightforward and asked, "Fellow Taoist, I haven't seen each other for many years. I wonder how many immortals and gods are there in Zixiao Palace?"

Haotian smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "Do not worry, fellow Taoists, there is no one in the palace. Please take a seat first and wait for other monks."

"In this way, we will first enter Zixiao Palace, and then reminisce with fellow Taoists!" I and the other two went straight into the palace gate.

The moment the Three Pure Ones entered, a divine light flashed in Haotian's eyes, and a turbulent heart caused a stir: It is worthy of being the legacy of Pangu, and it is unique. I actually broke through to Daluo Juexian in such a short time, and Tongtian and Yuanshi were also on the verge of breaking through.

Shortly after the arrival of the Three Qing Dynasties, the Nuwa and his sister arrived together. Perhaps because of their possession of the treasure, the two did not pass through the bridge of luck, but they did not see any fatigue.

"I haven't seen it for a long time. My fellow Taoist has been so powerful that he has spread all over the world. I admire him very much!" Taoist Fuxi is a strong man with a strong face and a cheerful personality.

"Where is a fellow Taoist who is too good, please!" Haotian smiled humbly.

Yao and Nuwa on the side, after chatting politely for a few words, they also said goodbye temporarily.

Since then, many immortals and gods have arrived through the Qiyun Long Bridge one after another, and Haotian and Yao have been received one by one.

On this day, Haotian was telling Yao the secret of the law, and ripples suddenly arose in the space, and four figures appeared out of thin air.

"Brother!", the person who spoke was a young man in military uniform. He looked at Haotian from afar, his face full of excitement.

"Yuxuan!" Haotian smiled "haha" and recognized the person. It was his sworn brother and the master of the three islands of Yingzhou Island.

The other three are the old man Tianyuan, the Taoist of Tiancheng, and a person who Haotian was somewhat unexpected, Ze Kun!

"Ze Kun! Good boy, I have reached the realm of Daluo. How could you be with my brother?" Haotian patted Ze Kun on the shoulder with a happy face.

Back then, because of the Nine Heavens Destroying Talisman, Ze Kun and Haotian had a little conflict, but when time passed, they met again, and the gap had long disappeared.

Before Ze Kun answered, Yu Xuan, who was standing beside him, said in surprise: "Brother recognizes his nephew. Ze Kun is ordinary in qualifications, but he is kind and has great perseverance. When Brother Tiancheng came to the mainland for training, he was injured by Luohu's clone. Fortunately, this kid sacrificed his life to save him. After he recovered from his injury, Ze Kun worshipped under his brother's disciple and finally broke through to the Daluo realm not long ago."

"So that's it. You have a good opportunity to worship Daluo Juexian as your teacher. Your future is limitless. This time the teacher preaches, I wish you all the gains. I also want to welcome other fellow Taoists here. It is not convenient to reminisce about the past. Please!" Haotian chuckled and made a "please come in".

Taoist Tiancheng and the old man Tianyuan nodded with a smile and stepped into Zixiao Palace. Seeing that the monks had not come yet, Ze Kun and Yuxuan chatted with Haotian for a few more words before entering the hall to find a seat to sit down.

There are three thousand cushions in the outer hall of Zixiao Palace courtyard, all of which are condensed by great magic power, shining brightly in the space, which is very eye-catching. There are still hundreds of cushions before the opening of the altar and preaching, and there are about hundreds of cushions that have not belonged to.

As time passes, Haotian and Yao receive monks from the prehistoric times outside the palace gate, a hundred years have passed in a flash.

"Junior sister, one year later will be the period for the master to preach. Let's go and check what's left of the Taoist throne?" One day, Haotian suddenly said.

"Good!" Yao lightly tapped her head and entered Zixiao Palace with Haotian.

Most of the people in the palace sat cross-legged, closed their eyes to rest. Only a few monks formed a group, as if they were exploring the magical art of magic.

When everyone saw Haotian and Yao enter, they immediately became quiet and found a seat to sit down cross-legged. Haotian and Yao are disciples of the ancestor Hongjun. With their strong strength, everyone is still happy to give him some thin face.

Haotian and the others came to the main seat of the hall together, inspected the bottom, and said, "My fellow Taoists, the teacher is polite to all living beings, and I will preach here. A year later, it is time to preach. Please wait and do not cause trouble!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen monks in robe suddenly rushed into the palace gate, all of whom were fierce and evil. While walking, their fierce aura radiated everywhere.

Haotian frowned, just glanced at the monks indifferently, and continued, "I provide some spiritual tea and spiritual fruits here. Friends in need can raise their hands to signal..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden threat.

"Boy, why don't you give up these positions? Don't you know the reputation of my God-killing Organization?" The monk in robe who came in just now was restless and had a dispute with others before he could sit down.

Although the monks were angry, they had to suppress their anger when they heard the name of God-killing and prepared to give up their seats.

"Wait!" Before the voice came, Haotian's figure had already appeared in the dispute.

"Do you have the Jade Talisman of Creation?" Haotian looked plain and asked several monks around him who dared not speak out.

"It's so good for seniors to know that we are just early-stage monks of Daluo. If we don't have this talisman, how can we have the opportunity to come here?"

When Haotian heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "Since you are waiting for the opportunity, don't give up your seat, sit down." Then he turned his head to the god-killing cultivators, "You are here for the fate. You still have a seat. Please go to other places!"

"What are you? My elder is a late-stage cultivator of Daluo Jinxian. Who dares to stop him when he wants this position?" One of the monks with a gloomy face jumped out quickly and pointed at Haotian and cursed. After saying that, he laughed arrogantly.

Haotian smiled, and a divine light flashed in his eyes. Daluo Juexian's spiritual will erupted instantly, filling the entire void.

The mysterious and vast and mysterious spiritual will suppressed time and space, and the god-killing people were shocked and breathing hard. The arrogant and domineering monk just now had a hard face and regretted it. Unexpectedly, any one in Zixiao Palace had such a perverted strength.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the elders of the God-killing Organization quickly gathered the strength of everyone to confront Haotian.

Before the battle was fought, the two spiritual wills clashed in the void, and the terrifying power exploded between the sky and the earth. If the power was not controlled accurately, the trace of residual power would be enough to descend around, rupture the clouds, cause hurricanes, and swallow the sky and the earth.

Daluo Juexian is the supreme immortal among immortals. His will is the power of heaven, looking down at everything in the heavens. The wind and clouds of Haotian are light and clouds are light, and his hands are carried, without any discomfort. On the contrary, the god-killing practitioners all have their faces like earth, with bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and beads of sweat as big as beans slowly slide down from their twisted faces.

At some point, Haotian suddenly stretched out his left hand and gently pressed down.

The sound of "crack" sounded, and the faces of the god-killing cultivators changed drastically and their bones were broken.

The strongest God-killing Elder felt even more covered by Qingtian's black hand. His whole body was cold, and the cold air of death freezes through the vitality of his whole body and penetrated his soul.

The God-killing Elder turned his will and was about to launch the forbidden secret technique, suddenly a sharp spiritual attack came from the soul consciousness, instantly destroying the main soul!

"Those who disrupt the order of Zixiao Palace will die!"

The cold sound echoed the world, the purple gold light flashed in my eyes, and my left hand pressed gently.

Crack! Boom!

The heads of more than ten long-robed monks, including the God-killing Elder, exploded with a blast, and their souls collapsed and died one after another.

With the wind and clouds, more than a dozen Daluo Jinxian were killed instantly and died inexplicably, which was shocking the past and present.

My face changed when Da Luo Juexian's face, "What a terrifying taboo power of the soul. Without using any rule power or true energy power, more than a dozen Da Luo Jinxians had no power to fight back!"

At this moment, an exclaim came from outside the palace gate: "Fortunately, the Taoist ancestor's preaching has not started yet, but I have waited too late!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the door, but there were two thin middle-aged Taoists, emitting strong energy fluctuations all over their bodies.

"It turns out that they are two fellow Taoists from the West. Please take your seat quickly. The teacher will arrive soon!" Haotian smiled "hehe" and hurriedly greeted him, bowing his head to see him.

These two Western sages are also people with profound fate. They have reached the peak of Daluo in just a short time. Judging from the situation, they are only half a step away from the realm of Immortality, and they can break through at any time.

I saw Taoist Zhunti suddenly grabbed Haotian's sleeve, his face was desolate, and said, "Brother Dao, you know the situation. After the great disaster, Xiniu Hezhou was desolate. My brothers and sisters asked intently, "Pity to all living beings, consume their magic power to restore spiritual veins. Now we can go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the great way, but we don't want to not even have a seat in the front row. It's true that the way of heaven does not hurt, and the saints do not pity."

"If you are destined to be able to attain enlightenment anywhere, why should you be too concerned with fellow Taoists?" Haotian comforted him and raised his eyes to the front row.

There are many powerful people in the front row, with Sanqing ranked first, followed by Nuwa and sisters, followed by Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng, Donghuang Taiyi, and Di Jun, a total of ten people.

When Taoist Hongyun saw that among the ten people, he and Kunpeng did not have the strength of the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal. In addition, he admired the performance of the Western sages in the Wuzhuangguan battle, he took the initiative to stand up and said, "Fellow Taoist, I will be there later."

Hongyun stood up, Zhunti quickly sat up on the cushion, and sent a message to Hongyun: "Thank you for your kindness, I owe you a favor. If you have a life, I will definitely help you!"

Taoist Kunpeng dominated the Beihai. He thought his own strength was great, but he did not expect that the vast vast land and countless powerful people would not be able to do even the first row with his late-stage realm of Daluo Jinxian.

Since Hongyun got up and gave up his seat, Kunpeng continued to sit in the first row without any face, glared at Hongyun with a sinister look, and then gave up his seat for the Taoist Jieying with a smile.

"Hongyun, if you don't let go of your seat, I will be embarrassed. I will definitely make you feel better!" After Kunpeng sat down again, his eyes showed a fierce light, and was just seen by Haotian.

"Kunpeng has resentment for no reason, and the red cloud has inexplicably caused a crisis." Haotian sighed softly in his heart, closed his eyes and waited for the ancestor to appear.

At some point, the space of Zixiao Palace suddenly became powerful, and the vast power suddenly came. Many golden flowers floated down from the sky, and the lotus platform emerged underground. The ethereal singing seemed to come from all directions:

Lying high on the nine-layer clouds, I am the master of Taoism. I am the master of the heaven and earth. Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two qualities and four symbols followed.

One way is to spread three friends, two religions are to explain the division. The leader of the Xuanmen capital, and one energy is to transform Hongjun.

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