Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 118 Powerful people from all directions gather in the purple sky (Chapter 27)
The opening of Zixiao Palace is related to Hongjun Daozu's future, so it is impossible for him to be careless about this matter.

At this moment, in front of Daozu Hongjun, there is a mysterious mirror like water waves, and the picture inside is the scene of boundless chaos. In the dark chaos, bright dots are slowly moving, looking for the location of Zixiao Palace .

"Evangelize the prehistoric and collect the prehistoric luck, so as to offset the boundless karma on my body and make my future practice much smoother."

Hongjun Daozu didn't actually want to fit into the Dao of Heaven, because at that time, there would be no Daoist Hongjun, only Tiandao Hongjun.

That is a complete loss of self.

But now that infinite karma is entangled, if this opportunity is given up, it will be difficult for Hongjun Daozu's cultivation to survive.

Faced with such a difficult choice, he could only half push and half give in, and finally succumbed to the law of heaven.

Once upon a time, Daozu Hongjun also doubted whether all this was a chess game that had been designed long ago.

And he and Demon Ancestor Luohu are just slightly bigger pawns.

However, if even Hongjun Daozu is a pawn, then who will be the chess player?Who is the designer?
Daozu Hongjun had no way of knowing all this. He didn't have any evidence, and he didn't dare to speculate. He didn't even dare to reproduce these thoughts in the future.

"Wizard?"

Daozu Hongjun noticed the creatures of the witch clan, and the twelve ancestor witches led more than a dozen monks of the witch clan to cross the chaos and were approaching Zixiao Palace.

He stretched out his hand a little, and the picture quickly moved from far to near, the boundless darkness receded, and the picture of the twelve ancestor witches walking forward appeared in front of Daozu Hongjun.

Daozu Hongjun was surprised to see that little Xuanxian Wu Yang was there.

The five fingers of his right hand moved quickly, and after doing some calculations, Hongjun Daozu's eyes flashed brightly. He suppressed his thoughts, and the screen in the mysterious mirror turned, and the figures of the Sanqing brothers appeared.

"Pangu Yuanshen was transformed, they have some chances!"

There was no sadness or joy on Daozu Hongjun's face, and no emotion could be heard in his words, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

The Sanqing brothers in the mysterious mirror are already the group closest to Zixiao Palace at this moment, and not far from them, there are some light spots approaching extremely fast.

Daoist Hongjun waved away the mysterious mirror, closed his eyes slightly, and went to realize the Taoism by himself, and no longer paid attention to this matter.

The Zixiao Palace floats in the chaos, and it contains endless space inside, protected by the power of various laws. The turbulent currents in the chaos cannot approach the Zixiao Palace at all, and even the power of a million miles around the Zixiao Palace is quiet. No force can hit it.

There are two floors above and below Zixiao Palace. Although the building is not gorgeous, it is simple and majestic, and the rhyme of Taoism is bold, as if it is the cohesion of Tao itself and the embodiment of law.

Outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, there is a wide square.

This piece of square is empty, the radiance is faint, extending into the boundless sea of ​​chaos, and the edge is hidden in the darkness.

Empty, quiet, vast, dark.

I don't know how long it took, I saw the chaotic sea in the distance churning, followed by a series of brilliance, as if breaking through some kind of barrier, and came to the square in an instant.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, we are the first to come, the heroes of the world, no one can be faster than our brothers!"

"Third brother, we are the authentic Pangu sect. In the heavens, who can compete with you and my brother?"

"Second brother's words won my heart deeply. If you and my brother can't be the first to arrive, who is qualified?"

The voice of the voice gradually became clear from far to near, and at the same time, the three figures were gradually seen clearly, it was Taiqing with a bright head and poor scriptures, the dignified Yuanshi, and Tongtian with a sharp edge.

The Sanqing brothers traveled all the way from Kunlun Mountain, and finally they were the first to arrive in front of Zixiao Palace.

There are also many things to pay attention to when going to Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures.

If you want to come here, you must not only have sufficient strength, but also have strong luck and fortune. These conditions are indispensable.

"The gate of the palace has not yet opened, so we will wait at the gate of the main hall, and we will be the first to enter Zixiao Palace then."

Taiqing opened his mouth, the two brothers nodded, and the three of them arrived at the gate of Zixiao Palace, taking the best positions in line.

The gate of Zixiao Palace is nine feet high and five feet wide, taking the number ninety-five, it is the supreme being of heaven and earth.

The entire Zixiao Palace contains boundless Dao rhyme. Standing on this square, you can clear your mind and calm your mind, and experience the unparalleled Dao Dharma.

"Second brother, third brother, let's quickly enlighten together!"

Taiqing was also an ascetic monk, he didn't care about the environment, he just sat cross-legged and began to practice in this square.

Such a questioning heart is really admirable.

Just when Sanqing was fully enlightened, several streamers of light came one after another from outside the square.

Sanqing heard the noise and looked up one after another.

"It turned out to be them!"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the square, and saw two flames that were as gorgeous as the scorching sun shining in all directions. In the flames, there were three-legged golden crows flying high, and the loud and clear sound of joy spread for millions of miles.

With Hetu Luoshu on Dijun's head, and Tai holding the Chaos Clock in one hand, the two Lords of the Sun Star descended in front of Zixiao Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Dijun's Hetu Luoshu, and then at Taiyi's chaos, his eyes were full of envy.

Both Hetu and Luoshu are top-grade innate spirit treasures, and the two are a set, and the combined power is extremely extraordinary.

Taiyi's Chaos Clock is an innate treasure, and its power is even more terrifying.

Although the Sanqing brothers claim to be the authentic Pangu, but when the three brothers took shape, they only had one acquired merit and virtue treasure, the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth.

In comparison, the family is not as rich as the two brothers.

Seeing the Sanqing brothers, Di Jun came forward to talk with a smile, while Tai Yi stood proudly behind the eldest brother, and the Chaos Clock was put into his body.

"Three fellow daoists, you came early, we brothers hurry up, but we are still not as fast as the three fellow daoists."

Di Jun greeted him with a smile, and with a few words, he elevated San Qing invisibly, which made the three of them very useful.

"Friend Dijun, friend Tai, we have just arrived, and your speed is not the same."

The five communicated with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious, but Tai Yi didn't speak, and kept looking at Brother Sanqing's cultivation.

At this moment, two more monks fell into the chaos.

The leading man is tall and straight, majestic and solemn, with the appearance of an emperor.

The female monk beside him was naturally beautiful, with a noble and glamorous temperament, and her figure was even more graceful and exquisite, which attracted people's attention.

"Fellow daoists, you came so fast. My sister and I set off thousands of years ahead of schedule, but we are still one step behind."

Fuxi laughed, stepped forward and communicated enthusiastically with everyone.

Nuwa also bowed to everyone and stood behind her brother.

This pair of brothers and sisters did not live comfortably in Buzhou Mountain, so they had already planned to find another place to live.

The twelve ancestral witches are powerful, and the influence of the witch clan is booming. They continue to stay in Fengqi Mountain, which puts the brother and sister in an embarrassing situation. It's just that the good heaven and earth outside have already had owners, and they really look down on those who are worse. They never left.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, fellow Taoist Nvwa, you are not too late, we just set off earlier."

Di Jun was very good at talking, everyone laughed and continued to make friends with each other.

At this time, streams of light flickered on the square, and more and more monks rushed over.

In the chaos, a red light shone in all directions, and the power of flames gushed out, which was no different from the light of the three-legged Golden Crow.

Such formations immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked and saw that it was Hongyun Patriarch from Huoyun Cave and Zhenyuanzi Daxian from Longevity Mountain.

The two of them landed on the square, Patriarch Hongyun was dressed in a red Taoist robe, and his face was full of joy.

"Brother, let's go to the front too, it's best to get a place near the front."

Patriarch Hongyun greeted Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, and they came to the gate of Zixiao Palace, before they could say hello to everyone, many creatures came to the square again.

When the first one fluttered his wings high, surrounded by the power of the infinite Sunda wind, when he landed on the ground, he appeared as a cold monk.

This person's eyebrows flew into his temples, his spirit was flying high, his eyes were sharp and bright, as if he had the arrogance to sweep all over the world and swallow up nine heavens and ten earths.

The person who came was none other than the master of Beiminghai, the ancestor of Kunpeng.

The ancestor Kunpeng didn't like to communicate with others, so he came forward and stood at the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Immediately after a ray of blood fell, it turned into a purple-black blood-robed monk. It was the Lord of the Boundless Sea of ​​Blood, Patriarch Styx, who had arrived.

After these monks arrived, the Lord of Ziwei Star, Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei also descended wearing a Taoist robe of stars.

After a while, the square was densely packed, and the number of monks increased greatly.

For example, the Queen Mother of the West, the monk of West Kunlun, Fairy Xihe, Fairy Changxi, the Lord of the Lunar Star, and Taoist Donghua from Zifuzhou also came with several comrades.

Long Bo, the patriarch of the Giant Clan, Long Bo, the Patriarch of the Teng Snake Tribe, the Patriarch Teng Snake, the Patriarch of the White Tiger Tribe, Geng Jinbaihu King, the Lord of Lei Ze, the God of Nine Yuan Water Palace, the God of Yan Dao, the Immortal Venerable of the Illusion Sea, etc. Those who came one after another.

There are three thousand mortal guests in Zixiao Palace. These three thousand do not mean that there are only three thousand, but they mean infinite. Anyone who is destined can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to Taoism.

When the number of people in the square was increasing, there was a turbulent wave in the emptiness and chaos, and one after another mysterious light shone through, attracting everyone's attention.

"Boom!"

A space treasure ship crashed into chaos, and the Twelve Ancestral Witch led the crowd to Zixiao Palace.

After thousands of years, the Wu Clan finally arrived at Zixiao Palace safely.

"Brother, it seems that we are not too late."

When Zhu Jiuyin saw the many great powers in the square, a smile appeared on his face.

These people were all waiting in the square, which meant that Zixiao Palace hadn't started the lecture yet.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches came to Zixiao Palace, and watching more than 20 strong Wu clans arrive, everyone was shocked by this "big vote" of creatures.

You must know that even Taoist Donghua, who has the most Taoist friends, has only nine people in his party, and they cannot be compared with the Wu clan at all.

The creatures in the square consciously moved out of the way, clearing a path for the Wu Clan.

The powerful aura of the Twelve Ancestral Witches made the monks dare not contend. These Ancestral Witches were connected with each other, and they were all powerful Da Luo Jinxians. No force present could compete with them.

(End of this chapter)