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After the words fell, the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace was particularly depressing.

All the great supernatural powers looked at each other with a bit of doubt in their eyes.

The way of a quasi-sage? The way of a saint?
Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, felt dissatisfied when he saw Daozu Hongjun throwing out bait and retreating in order to advance. He was about to speak.

Sudden.

A feeling like a glow on the back arose spontaneously, and the extremely strong murderous intention fell on the Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty.

The latter was sweating profusely in an instant, and felt that his vision went dark, and he was at a loss as to where he was.

It wasn't until a certain moment when Liu Xun, Emperor Zhongzong of the Han Dynasty, took Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty to sit on a futon that he discovered something strange about the latter and said in panic:
"Brother, what's wrong with you?!"

Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, came back to his senses and saw the door of Zixiao Palace wide open. All the people with great supernatural powers, except Di Jun and others who already had futons, were sitting on the ground.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, who had previously given up the futon, sat on the futon again for some reason.

Even Taiqing, Yuan, and Tongtian were sitting alone away from everyone.

Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty was thinking a thousand times. Facing the profound gaze of Daozu Hongjun, he smiled awkwardly and said:

"Ahem, please forgive me, saint, but I have a low level of cultivation. It was the first time I listened to the saint's teachings, and my thoughts became clear. I just felt that the confusion in the past suddenly became clear, and I lost my mind for a moment."

After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that Taoist Hongjun didn't respond, Han Gaozu sat on the futon in an orderly manner, with a trace of fear and fear in his eyes.

At that moment, he had a hunch that Daozu Hongjun really wanted to kill him.

"Tap Tap"

Crisp footsteps sounded in Zixiao Palace. Haotian clenched the Haotian Mirror tightly and walked to the palace door warily, turning his head from time to time to look at everyone.

Seeing them all sitting quietly on the ground, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief and came to the palace gate.

Just as they were about to close the palace door, they suddenly remembered Master's instructions just now, and the two destined people looked outside.

Huan Chaos is still as calm as ever, and the surroundings are also quiet. It seems that there are no two destined people mentioned by the master.

Hesitantly, he turned to look at the platform and asked:

"Master, disciple, do you want to close the door?"

Daozu Hongjun saw that things were unexpected again and again, so he nodded pretending to be natural.

The hand hidden in the sleeve flicked lightly.

"Boom boom boom"

The calm chaos quietly made waves.

The energy of chaos separated to both sides, and more than a dozen figures landed in front of Zixiao Palace.

I saw the first three figures, who were the dusty guides, Zhunti, and Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!
And the twelve figures behind them are the twelve ancestral witches of the Witch Clan who have even worse reputations than Sanqing!
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che, one on the left and one on the right, held him in his arms and led him forward, walked through the palace gate, and said with a big smile:

"Don't blame the saint. The poor Taoist and others came from the west and experienced hardships along the way. Fortunately, they did not delay the saint's sermon."

Zhunti took a closer look and saw that there were only seven futons in the palace, occupied by Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others.

Sanqing didn't even grab a futon. She sat alone and rolled her eyes, just about to give up.

"boom"

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, kicked out, sending Zhunti flying away, and cursed:

"Go away, don't block the road!"

"call out"

Zhunti was seen rampaging involuntarily, knocking down hundreds of great supernatural beings along the way, and finally knocked Hongyun to the ground.

Holding his buttocks that were in severe pain, Zhunti said with grief and anger:
"Zhu Rong, the saint preached, but you still dare to be so presumptuous!!"

"Saint, please make the decision for us!"

Jie Yin ran over quickly with Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, helped Zhunti up, and looked at the twelve ancestral witches warily.

When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty looked at each other, Liu Bang, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, shrank his pupils and shook his head imperceptibly.

He signaled to the latter not to interfere blindly.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che responded with a confident look, signaling Emperor Gaozu not to panic, he would avenge the humiliation he had suffered!
Liu Xun, Zhongzong of the Han Dynasty, was sitting on the ground behind Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty. When he saw Emperor Wu's grandpa also coming, he subconsciously turned his head and looked outside.

I want to see if the Han soldiers have come. Seeing that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were acting arrogant and domineering as soon as they arrived at Zixiao Palace, Taoist Hongjun had a thought in his mind, and his holy power fell on the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"click"

In an instant, the twelve ancestral witches, who were physically tyrannical and the most powerful in the world, seemed to be carrying an eternal sacred mountain on their backs, and there was an overwhelming sound of bones cracking in their bodies.

Even the legs of Gonggong and Zhu Rong, who had the lowest cultivation level, were shattered.

then.

Daozu Hongjun restrained his pressure and said calmly:

"Di Jiang, since you are here to listen to the sermon, please give me some peace and quiet!"

He finally discovered that these great supernatural beings are all idiots, and they can only stay on their own terms if they are shocked from time to time.

Ancestral Witch Di Jiang and Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin looked at each other, a hint of fear flashed in their eyes, and then glanced at the two miserable brothers.

He said coldly:

"The saint preached. Logically speaking, we should be more at ease, but I heard that the saint was one of the three thousand chaotic gods and demons who blocked Father Pangu from creating the world in the past."

"The so-called preaching is to gather the luck of all sentient beings in the ancient world and get involved in the way of heaven. Is this true? Is it false?"

As soon as he said it, it was like an earth-shattering revelation!

The expressions of all those with great supernatural powers changed one after another!

Especially Taiqing, Yuan, and Tongtian, they couldn't help but sacrifice the most precious treasure to protect themselves, and believed a little bit of what Di Jiang said.

No wonder they had never seen this person before, nor had they heard of any quasi-sage or saint.

It turned out that it was because the saint in front of him was the Chaos Demon God who came to seek revenge! ! !

Seeing this scene, Taoist Hongjun couldn't stand it anymore. He stared at the Dijiang River and said word by word:

"Di Jiang, who are you listening to talking nonsense?"

"If you don't want to listen to Dao, just get out of here!"

Zhu Jiuyin stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Don't blame the saint. Everyone in the world knows that Father God Pangu killed three thousand chaos demons and created the world. It is inevitable that there are occasional omissions."

"Moreover, the saint is too mysterious. We don't even know where the saint practiced before. Do you think it's strange?"

"It's impossible. Saints are more loved by heaven and earth than us who are transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu Father God. As soon as we are born, we are saints, right?"

the other side.

Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, stirred up trouble as soon as he saw the Twelve Ancestral Witches. It was obviously not the original history, but must have been started by his filial son and grandson.

Pressing Hongyun on the futon, not giving him the chance to mention, lead, or touch the holy throne, he said with a smile:

"Di Jiang Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiu Yin Ancestral Witch, you are thinking wrong."

"You don't know that the saint is a great supernatural being of the same generation as the ancestor dragon. In the past, the demon ancestor Rahu wanted to destroy the ancient world, but it was the saint who took action and saved all living beings."

In the Zixiao Palace, after hearing the words, all the great supernatural beings suddenly realized what they were saying. They looked at Taoist Hongjun with a bit of respect in their eyes.

It turns out that the saint is Senior Hongjun!
Sudden.

Ancestral Witch Dijiang burst out laughing and said disdainfully:

"Save all sentient beings?"

"Haha...it turns out that you are the old thief Hongjun who killed three of his best friends!"

"Pooh"

Hongyun looked excited and couldn't help but retort:

"Dijiang Ancestral Witch, why are you doing this!"

"Taoist Hongjun is kind to all living beings, how can we insult him!"

(End of this chapter)