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Three hundred and twentieth seven chapters only desperate

Hongjun looked at the square where the immortal just appeared and frowned slightly. Today, he killed the monk at the Three Pure Realm at the supreme realm, which was a dangerous thing. He was betting that the immortals would not kill him. He was also testing the attitude of the immortals. If the immortals did not kill him, it means that there might be some seeds in the Divine Court. If the immortals took action to kill him, I am afraid that the Divine Court would not survive.

When the immortal appeared just now, Hongjun's eyelids twitched wildly, and his neck was sweating even more. Because he felt the murderous aura, the very strong murderous aura, so strong that his body was trembling involuntarily. Hongjun was already ready to die with a smile, but unexpectedly, the immortal suddenly disappeared and did not kill him.

"Brother Hongjun, why bother with this? I got a Taoist brother for some ants, and I almost even got it in." The middle school Sanqing realm who was the first to stop Hongjun was the first to walk out of the palace, smiled bitterly at Hongjun, and said, "If you have anything to do, please speak up. Since things have been done, you must do them with value, not."

Hongjun bowed slightly to thank him and smiled, "Thank you for your strength. Brother Daoist can send his disciples here. We will naturally take care of you."

This monk at the Sanqing Realm was also a happy person. After saying that, he turned around and left. As for whether his disciples would be taken care of, he didn't care at all. It was not that he didn't care about these people, but that he didn't care about taking care of this matter. Or, he didn't care about them being taken care of and survived.

After the fruit is ripe and picked, it may not be a good thing for these people to survive. Without seeing the seeds of resistance from previous generations, they are now hiding from all over the world and dare not show up. It is light to say that life is worse than death. Moreover, their disciples must be the focus of the Taiyi realm, which is only under the monks of the Three Pure Realm.

But when I survived, I really survived with my own abilities? Didn’t the immortals raise another round of fruit?

In fact, it is not just him, but most of the monks in the Three Pure Realm in the Divine Court were suspicious. The seeds of resistance from previous generations were deliberately left by the immortals. The purpose was to let them take root and sprout again, so that they could harvest them.

Seed, hehe, this name is a topic. It would be fine if they call themselves seeds, but even the immortals call them seeds, and the tricks in it are getting bigger.

What will the seeds of the fruit grow after planting them? Isn’t it still a fruit?

The remaining monks in the Three Pure Realms are not unaware of it, but they are just unwilling to think about it or admit it. They are afraid that they will lose the hope in their hearts.

If this is true, the ordinary creatures in the Three Realms have resisted for many generations and the help of many generations, they are just performing according to the script of the immortals. Moreover, in order to please the immortals, they have to work hard to act according to the script, which is even harder than the actors.

But their goal is to overthrow the rule of the Divine Court, which is ridiculous and ironic.

But, they still have to do this. Only by resisting can there be hope and the rule of the Immortal Court can they overthrow the Immortal Court. Otherwise, everything will be nothing more than empty talk.

Every time the immortals raise their fruits, they will leave some seeds, and the seeds will grow into big trees in the sky. Perhaps they can still escape the fate of being picked, but again and again, there will always be a seed that can break out of the plot of the immortal court and become a resistance force outside the plot of the immortals. At that time, the ordinary creatures in the three realms will usher in the true sunshine.

There was an ancient court in ancient times, and there would be a court in the future that suppressed the immortal court and brought a ray of light to the ordinary creatures in the three realms. Perhaps, this court would be like an ancient court, destroyed in history, and even the name could not be left behind. However, there would be a future court after the ancient court, and there would be a future court after the future, until the day when the immortal court was destroyed and the immortals bowed their heads.

"Your Majesty." Hongjun bent down slightly to the God Emperor, and he was respectful. The God Emperor did not dare to be negligent and hurried forward to help Hongjun up. Not only because of Hongjun's cultivation strength, but also because of Hongjun's qualifications, Hongjun has never seen any god court in the Divine Court ever.

The reason why Hongjun has never been a God Emperor is just because he is unwilling to be. Otherwise, the second generation God Emperor should be Hongjun.

"Love Hongjun, don't worry, even if I'm so desperate and lose all my cultivation, I will still give you a glimmer of hope for the seeds of the Divine Court." The God Emperor walked to Hongjun's ear and whispered. No one on the field except Hongjun heard it.

Hongjun's eyes were a little wet. After all, it was because they were not good at doing well. Otherwise, the God Emperor would not work hard. Whether they were ancestors or ministers, they seemed to be losers.

"Your Majesty, you are still young. Even if you want to fight, it is our old bones to fight." Hongjun whispered, and several older monks from the Sanqing Realm stepped forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, wait for us ministers and current generations to fight again after death."

The God Emperor's age is definitely not small, but compared with the Three Pure Realms in the Divine Court, the God Emperor's age is the youngest. However, his cultivation is so high that Hongjun guessed that he should be similar to his own thoughts, and he even had to win.

In the eyes of the old men like Hongjun, the God Emperor is just a child. He is too young, but he already has such cultivation. If these old guys are more successful and help the God Emperor fight for tens of thousands of years, the God Emperor will become the second second in Pangu.

This is how these old people who have experienced hardships want to resist all the difficulties on their shoulders. They want to keep all the hopes on the young people.

It is sad and admirable.

"Brother Dao, please return my disciple's magic weapon." Hongjun was a little depressed. He thought that the God Emperor might have to fight in the future, not for him, but for the people of the God Court, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He was so sad for the God Emperor, the people of the God Court, and the ordinary creatures in the Three Realms.

Luohu dared not speak, and Hongjun just killed a monk from the Three Pure Realm who had penetrated the three paths. If he was to kill him with this power, he was afraid that no one in the Divine Court would be willing to stand up for him. Since that is the case, it would be better to follow the heart, which is not embarrassing.

He raised his hand and threw back all the magic weapons of Taoist Tongtian. Luohu is now really clear and innocent. Before, the magic weapons on his body were moved away by a monk in the Three Pure Realms, leaving only the magic weapons of Taoist Tongtian. Now the magic weapons of Taoist Tongtian have also been taken back, and there is really nothing valuable on him.
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