Zixiao Palace.

Yang Mei Lao and Hong Jun are now sitting upright on the upper heads as Taoist ancestors. Below are all the powerful people in the prehistoric realm and above. All those who can come have come, and those who cannot come will die.

"The advancement of the prehistoric world is about to come, and Shen Ni has summoned all the ferocious beasts to gather."

At this time, Hongjun and Yangmei, the two Taoist ancestors, looked at everyone solemnly, but at this time, Zhunti and Kunpeng were staring at Yangmei, with a look of flattery in their eyes.

It seems to be saying, Daozu, you can't be so stingy, just give me some treasures.

With such a look, the ancestor Yangmei was immediately filled with aggrievance and even glared at Hongjun fiercely. At this moment, he felt so regretful. He had obviously taken all Hongjun's magic weapons, but he turned out to be

To be generous, he returned all the spiritual treasures he received to Hongjun, and in the end he was cheated.

Although there was no spiritual treasure, Hongjun felt that this was a bit inappropriate in the past, so he nodded slowly and signaled. Only then did the ancestor Yangmei breathe a sigh of relief.

"Before the advancement of the prehistoric world, the seven saints of heaven and earth need to sort out the world." At this time, Yang Mei said here and looked at Houtu slowly. This saint was not relying on them, but they rely on blessings.

I can't envy what I have won.

When the words of the ancestor Yangmei echoed in Zixiao Palace, countless powerful people instantly widened their eyes and were full of gaze.

If the innate spiritual treasures are not so ruthless, no one among them is fools. The meaning is very obvious. Before the prehistoric world, seven (eight) saints are needed to sort out the world. So what about after the promotion? Not yet, it still

Get a group of saints?

When all the saints heard this, they also showed a fiery look. Although they didn't need it, they could fight for an opportunity under their own disciples.

"My Kunpeng has a great formation of swallowing the sky, but he needs the help of nine fellow Taoists. I wonder which fellow Taoist is willing to join forces with me."

Tongtian would rather have a good relationship with Nuwa than Sanqing join forces again. I have to say that this is a complete irony, but at this time everyone no longer cares about this.

Hongjun gave most of his disciples, and only one of them was immediately there. So many people almost broke the lead back then.

"Besides, in such a short time, they have no time to understand these things, so what the old Taoist gave them was the Tao on Space Shentong, which can improve their strength in the shortest time, and the ones selected by the poor Taoist are all in the prehistoric speed in the vast world

The fastest people.”

"The Saint of Taiqing..."

After hearing the words of the saint of Taiqing, the demon emperor Jun nodded solemnly, looked around everyone and shouted: "Everyone, this is a catastrophe in the prehistoric world, and the words of the Taoist ancestor are very clear. Who made the killing disaster?

The greater the credit, the greater the credit to heaven and earth. Everyone can fight for the position of this saint."

"After this killing disaster, whoever you have made the greatest contribution to the world, will I give you a piece of Hongmeng purple aura, a total of eight."

This time, when it is so fair and just, everyone has a chance. For a moment, there are still powerful people who are ready to hide their weaknesses and secretly hold back their energy. Do it! At worst, you will fall. If you win, you will become a saint and become the top of the gods.

exist.

"Shen Ni will definitely be in it this time, so I have to trouble Junior Brother Hongyun first." Taiqing I let go of my grudges this time, or it is already related to the prehistoric world, and bowed directly to Hongyun.

Yes, although the Lich clans are strong, they are not weak either. If they cannot compete for the first place, they may not be able to compete for the eighth place.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, don't worry, this time, this palace will definitely make the Zhuxian Sword Formation famous again."

He was proud of the Tongtian Sect Master, but the battle to enthrone the gods had already made him realize what it means to be able to fight against four hands with two fists. He was fine in normal times, but under this killing disaster, he was really afraid of capsizing in the gutter.

When Kunpeng said this, he couldn't help but look at Shinin and then suddenly showed a sarcastic look and said with a sinister smile: "I can't be someone."

Among the saints, Tongtian sneered, looked at Nuwa's indifferent sleeves, and a flash of inspiration suddenly fell into Nuwa's hands.

"Hongjun and I have already joined the way of heaven, and the killing can only depend on you."

No one will give up, and this time they really want to fight.

"Wuliang Tianzun, Senior Sister Nuwa, how should I deal with this killing disaster?"

Among all the saints, Cunti stared at the green willow in Hongyun's hand with jealousy, while Hongyun, who got this piece of spiritual root, smiled.

For a moment, the powerful people began to show their desire to form an alliance. Some people looked for saints to form an alliance, while others looked for the two lich tribes.

The green willow trembled gently, and the red cloud smiled. Looking at the spiritual roots in the palm, the spiritual roots were one of them. It was even more rare that this spiritual root contained the understanding of the magical power of the space, which was the greatest wealth.

However, the ancestor Yangmei would not give the position of saint to the disciple of the ancestor Hongjun Daoist, after all, the world needs to be balanced.

Hongjun, who was standing beside him, nodded secretly after hearing this. He raised his eyebrows and was still so cunning. If he directly accepted the disciples and gave Hongmeng purple aura, there would not be many people convinced. However, this fair selection directly gave everyone a chance.

Win everyone's favor.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who was standing beside him, sighed faintly after seeing this, and raised his hand and two of the four swords of Zhu Xian fell into Nuwa's hands.

As for the position of saints? He never lie. Whoever has the merits of nature will give him the Hongmeng purple air, and then he will pass on his own way.

However, in the face of this, Wei Yin closed his eyes in a misunderstanding and could only recite Amitabha Buddha silently.

For a moment, all the powerful people began to contact each other, and this time they almost took out the bottom of the box. After all, this is an opportunity for a strong alliance.

"Everyone, our alliance should work together to deal with this killing disaster."

Everyone knew that the treasure that entered Nuwa's hands this time could not be returned, but Tongtian was calm, which could be regarded as the reason for the war of the Gods, which made him even more secure this time.

The saints of Taiqing are also extremely serious this time. Once the killing disaster is lost, the prehistoric world will completely lose the opportunity for promotion, and their saints will become weaker and weaker.

Di Jun and Di Jiang, the two leaders of the Lich clan, looked at each other and smiled in their eyes. At this time, Di Jun was confident that he was a green leaf in his hand, and Di Jiang also had a green leaf in his hand.

But Yang Mei sneered in the face of Hongjun's ridicule, "Hongjun, these are all your students. If the old Taoist does not use some means, how can we convey my Yangmei's Taoism?"

This Hongmeng purple qi is like an iron rice bowl, with Hongjun and Yangmei having eight places each.

"I don't know if this killing disaster can suppress Shen Ni!"

At this time, countless people in Zixiao Palace suddenly showed excitement, one of them was still nervous, but this sentence directly convinced everyone.

The ancestor Yangmei knew it very well. Now the prehistoric world only knew Hongjun's name, but not his name. Moreover, these people were taught by Hongjun. No matter who he accepted as his disciple, he did not have the kindness of giving the Tao.

If they had any strange intentions before, and even had the idea of ​​retaining their strength to let others fight, but now it is different. Killing ferocious beasts and transforming ferocious beasts are all immeasurable merits. Not only that, they can become saints.

machine.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't say a word, but he handed out the Zhuxian Sword. If two swords under the Hongyun Sect when the Gods were enthroned, the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which was the four innate evil formations of the prehistoric world would appear again.

In the prehistoric world.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, this is the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Since the junior sister has killed the evil thoughts, she will naturally not be subject to the limit of the spiritual treasure."

Hongjun's faint words echoed in Zixiao Palace, but after hearing this, Yang Mei showed a trace of solemnity, "Yes, this time I caught Shen Ni off guard, I will definitely do it."

On Yujing Mountain, all the powerful powers above the quasi-saints in the prehistoric world gathered here, and under them, they began to prepare for the next great disaster. Similarly, the evil aura that soared into the sky in the prehistoric world even more oppressed all living things and creatures feel suffocating.

Zixiao Palace.

Since he can't compare, he will be fair. This time there is no special honor, only fairness and justice. Whoever contributes the most to heaven and earth will give him the Hongmeng purple energy.

At this time, Yang Mei obviously felt the constraints of the power of heaven and earth. He couldn't help but sigh and raised his hand and slowly flew towards the red clouds.

With the blessing of the power of the heavenly way, Hongjun and Yangmei bowed together and shouted. In an instant, the world rotated, and the scenes around the powerful and saints changed. The scenes changed and they appeared on Yujing Mountain.

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Treasures have spirits, but they are boundless.

"After the promotion of the prehistoric world, eight more saints need to be filled in the world."

"Immortal Heavenly Lord!"

Looking at the Zhu Xian Formation Map and Zhu Xian Sword in his palm, Nuwa immediately smiled, and there was nothing that Lingbao didn't like.

"Wuliang Tianzun, this time the killing disaster is no longer a personal disaster, nor can we avoid it. It is better for us to work together to deal with it."

At this time, Kunpeng also showed his determination to win. At this time, he also had a green leaf in his hand, and he wanted to fight.

And there is no special honor here. In a word, fairness and justice! The best is better.

On the contrary, the stronger the prehistoric world, the stronger the saints are.

Tongtian was so generous, when Nuwa saw the Zhuxian Sword Formation diagram in her hand, she smiled and nodded, "I understand the meaning of fellow Taoist Tongtian, I will not worry."

After seeing someone agreeing, Kunpeng suddenly smiled rarely on his sinister cheeks and nodded, "Don't worry, Kunpeng will never forget your kindness today. I dare to make a vow to heaven."

To put it bluntly, it is to inherit the concept of Taoist ancestors and sort out students who have mastered the vast world. Compared with the saints of Hunyuan, the saints are not as good as the gap in strength, but rather it is much easier to enter this realm. After all, the Hunyuan realm depends entirely on oneself.

Those who accumulate it, but the saints are directly promoted when they interview.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was extremely awkward, and Taiqing could only sigh quietly.

But in the end, the major saints and the two lichs were the most powerful, and everyone moved closer to everyone.

Yujing Mountain.

"Senior Brother Hongyun, what should we do this killing robbery?"

As the inexplicable power gradually became stronger, Hongjun and Yangmei looked at each other and smiled. This time, the people in the prehistoric world could unite.

It is obvious that whoever has the greatest contribution to the position of saint you have agreed to, but secretly gives people benefits. It is like competing for an iron rice bowl with only eight positions, but you give it to others in secret.

People start stir-frying.

"Haha, right, everyone, let's join forces to overcome this killing disaster first."

After Kunpeng made his statement, some people wanted to compete for the position of saint this time, and some people also knew it themselves, but they were secretly thinking about something. Many people thought of one thing, that is, the first time the prehistoric world can be promoted, and it will definitely be possible.

The second promotion is definitely a little longer, but is time important to them?

Anyway, there is no chance at the moment. Even if there are no saints and lichs, some powerful people with weak cultivation are quite decisive. Someone directly said to Kunpeng: "Ancestor Kunpeng, I am willing to join forces with you to help you compete.
To be continued...