The Fire Cloud Temple is located between a vast mountain range with endless immortal charm. There are many spiritual flowers, spiritual herbs, and spiritual beasts in the mountains, and they are full of vitality.

The three lectures on Zixiao Palace are approaching, and the ancestor Hongyun has no intention of seclusion. He sat upright on the mountain and stood between the sea of ​​clouds, observing the mystery of the world and leading the wonders of the great way.

King Pan fell into shape and appeared opposite the ancestor Hongyun.

Sensing the appearance of King Pan, the ancestor Hongyun left the realm of observing the sky and bowed to King Pan.

"Fellow Daoist Pan Wang!"

The ancestor Hongyun is a master of heroes. Although he did not agree with King Pan's idea, he also knew that he could be free and free, and was protected by King Pan.

Being in the Ancestral World, you will isolate the cause and effect from the prehistoric world, and no trouble can be found.

He looked at the King of Ding, and a little surprised appeared in his heart.

Since he had controlled the heavenly realm, he saw some clues about Pan Wang under the position of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm. In a trance, he saw a figure standing tall and earth, as if the great way of heaven and earth was trampled under his feet by this figure.

"The four memorials have not seen each other, and Fellow Daoist Pan has actually entered such a state. His current cultivation level is probably no less than that of the late stage of the quasi-saint!"

A thought appeared in the heart of the ancestor Hongyun.

The ancestor Hongyun is not comparable to ordinary powerful people. He has a teacher. The art of enlightenment he practices is also in the category of art of combining Taoism, and he follows the path of unity between man and nature. Therefore, he broke through the quasi-saint realm.

However, he was just a little surprised and let go of this matter.

His own cultivation is everything, and he doesn't care much about how other people are progressing.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun is in charge of the heavens and has made great contributions. I can't bear your gift."

The Pan King's body flashed and landed in another direction, avoiding the etiquette of the ancestor Hongyun.

There is a deal between him and the ancestor Hongyun.

The ancestor Hongyun helped him seize the world of the ancestral continent. It was that simple that he provided a shelter for the ancestor Hongyun.

Therefore, he did not feel any kindness he had to the ancestor Hongyun.

The ancestor Hongyun smiled slightly and felt relieved.

He did not perform very well in the battle for Zuzhou, and was suppressed by Yuanshi Tianzun throughout the whole process. During the disaster in the world, King Pan took action in time to suppress the ferocious beast Chaos.

This made him feel that he had not done much effort. Facing King Pan, he unconsciously lowered his head.

But King Pan just said that he had confessed his achievements and untied a knot in his heart.

The old ancestor Hongyun rolled up his sleeves and brushed through the air, and a stone table and two stone benches were transformed into it.

"Fellow Taoist please sit down!"

"Um!"

The King of Pan nodded lightly and sat down as he said.

"Fellow Daoist Pan is here to preach the Zixiao Palace thousands of years later, right?"

The ancestor Hongyun calmly asked quietly between his eyebrows.

"That's true. Fellow Taoists should know that at our level, except for practicing and enlightenment, the affairs of heaven and earth have nothing to do with us!"

King Pan did not shy away and generously admitted the purpose of his career. His general situation had been achieved, and his foundation was gradually deepening, and he had some style of a ancestor of Tao. Therefore, his words were filled with the only charm of the Tao.

The ancestor Hongyun was stunned and was actually captured by King Pan's words. He felt King Pan's mood at this time and was quite shocked.

This feeling gave birth to an illusion that the opposite of him was not Pan Wang, but an old senior and an old antique.

Strangely, he knew that this illusion was very absurd, but he couldn't help but think about it.

However, the ancestor Hongyun was finally still a quasi-saint powerful man. With his own pride and his own persistence, he used his magic power a little and his mind was restored to the clarity.

The next sentence of King Pan shocked his mood that had finally calmed down.

"So, for the third time Zixiao Palace preached, I won't go!"

After hearing this, the ancestor Hongyun said casually: "Haha, I'm...

However, after just a few words, he found something was wrong.

"Not going!"

The three words echoed in his ears, which surprised him extremely.

He suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Zixiao Palace preached that it was a rare opportunity in billions of years. If you miss this time, you will never hear the teachings of the saints again.

Every word among saints is a supreme and wonderful sound. When a quasi-saint hears a few words, his power can be doubled.

Why don't you go?

The old ancestor Hongyun's eyes turned and he was facing the serious face of Pan Wang. He finally understood that what he heard was exactly what he thought of.

He swallowed the non-existent saliva, laughed dryly, and said, "Since Fellow Prince Pan made this choice, he must have made a decision in his heart."

King Pan said again: "Originally, whether I enter the Zixiao Palace or not, I have little to do with fellow Taoists. However, the news that you and I have seized Zuzhou and transcend the prehistoric world has long been known to all fellow Taoists. When I go to Zixiao, fellow Taoists must go with their true body. I hope that fellow Taoists can leave a incarnation in Zuzhou to make sure they have everything."

When he said this, the secrets of the ancestral world in the Zuzhou world also trembled, and the thunder sound of heaven roared, and a warning sound was made to make people feel thrilled.

The old ancestor Hongyun's face was gloomy and clear. There were warning signs in his heart, and inspiration flashed in his eyes. Countless battle scenes flashed in front of him and self-destruct scenes. However, between the great omen, there seemed to be a huge opportunity hidden.

There are half of the good and bad luck, and there are great luck hidden in the big bad luck, and great luck is interspersed with great bad luck.

"How could there be such a weird fate?"

He repeatedly calculated and wanted to figure out other ways.

However, every time he calculates, his fate seems to be determined to be dead. He cannot escape or break free, and he will always go to a mixed future.

King Pan said nothing, looked at the ancestor Hongyun with a burning look, and shook his head slightly.

He knew that the hesitation of the Hongyun Ancestor at this time was just to calculate the future. In the end, when he found that his future was a foregone conclusion, he would happily step into it and use his own fists to create a future.

As expected, the struggle of the ancestor Hongyun seemed to be very long, but in the outside world, there were only three snaps of fingers. After three snaps, a sharp fighting spirit appeared on the body of the ancestor Hongyun. His turbid and lazy gaze also became extremely sharp, trying to break through the universe and tear the sky.

There is a disaster, no practitioner has ever encountered a disaster. As long as you pass it over, you will be smooth and there will be no more twists and turns.

King Pan noticed the changes of the ancestor Hongyun, but was slightly moved and had no other thoughts.

The disaster of the Red Cloud Ancestor was planted by him in Zixiao Palace. The Xuanmen fortune and Xuanmen plan were destroyed in the hands of the Red Cloud Ancestor. The Hongjun Ancestor must not be willing to spare him easily.

This time, King Pan had no intention of interfering.

The ancestor Hongjun has joined the Tao and cannot be born without the disaster of heaven and earth. It is the best time for him to change the movement of the heavenly way and transform from a chess piece into a chess player.

When Nuwa proved the truth, the saints appeared one by one, and the great prosperity of Xuanmen could no longer be stopped. It would be almost impossible for him to change everything.
Chapter completed!