Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1632 The Emperor of Heaven Shocks the Quasi-Saint

These people all know a little bit about Ming Xiaoyang's style of conduct.

It may be a bit exaggerated to describe him as a big radish, but he is sentimental but not sentimental, and he is definitely not someone who shows mercy at all times.

It can be described as a wanderer, but there is no problem at all.

Not to mention there are dozens of people at home, and there is a golden house outside, which is definitely not a good match.

God knows if he will refuse to accept the consequences!
  If it weren't for the wrong timing, the Eleventh Ancestral Witch would have wanted to cut Ming Xiaoyang into thousands of pieces to vent his hatred.

"Brothers, why are you looking at us like this?" Houtu asked in confusion as he faced the hateful gazes from the eleven ancestral witches.

"Sister Houtu." Xuan Ming stuck out his little head and pointed with a white jade finger, "Your hand."

My hand, what happened to my hand?
  Hou Tu lowered his head and realized that he was holding one of Ming Xiaoyang's hands. After thinking about it, he threw Ming Xiaoyang's hand away.

Then, he backed away like an electric shock, his cheeks covered with red clouds.

She actually took the initiative to hold this man's hand. It was so embarrassing, so embarrassing!
  "You brat, stay away from my sister Houtu." Zhu Rong walked out of the hall, protecting Houtu behind him, looking at Ming Xiaoyang unkindly, and warned.

Ming Xiaoyang crossed his arms and said proudly: "It's okay to stay away from her, but she has to keep her distance from me."

"You know, I will never refuse a beautiful woman who comes to my door."

"Hmph!" Zhu Rong was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped. If it weren't for the wrong location, he would have wanted to fight Ming Xiaoyang.

Nuwa, who was sitting at the top of the hall, muttered in a low voice: "Men are not good."

Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti on the side heard the words and smiled slightly. They were also shot while lying down, so it was hard to care.

Only Fuxi, who was standing behind his sister like a door god, felt a warning sign in his heart: Sister, might she also like this guy?
  "That's enough." Just when Zhu Rong and Ming Xiaoyang were at war with each other and could start a fight at Daozu's Zixiao Palace at any time, a clear shout came from the superior.

Sensing the arrival of Ming Xiaoyang and Hou Tu, Daozu Hongjun finally couldn't hold back and spoke.

"Meet the teacher!"

"I've met Daozu!"

Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, had supreme authority in the ancient world. A single order was more effective than the imperial edict of the Emperor of Heaven.

Everyone who was guarding the temple bowed down to pay homage.

Both sides, as unruly and unruly as the lich, also clasped their fists and saluted, calling out to Dao Ancestor.

There is no shortage of people who bow to the ground and pay homage to the Taoist ancestor Dharma.

Everyone in the Zixiao Palace bowed their heads, except for one person, standing straight on the spot, as if Taoist ancestor Hongjun was just an ordinary bad old man.

Swish!
  Ming Xiaoyang blinked his bright eyes and stared at Dao Zu Hongjun on the high platform. There was a hint of amusement in the depths of his bright eyes.

At this moment, his Tianxin was running wildly, calculating billions of times in less than a breath of time.

In the eyes of Ming Xiaoyang, Taoist ancestor Hongjun was like the incarnation of the word Tao. What appeared in front of him was just the incarnation of the principle of Tao.

This Dao Ancestor Hongjun is far more powerful than others imagined. It doesn't matter whether he has magical power or not. The three thousand avenues run parallel to each other without distinction.

With a single movement of his hands, he has the immense power to destroy the heaven and the earth.

Unless Ming Xiaoyang really steps out of that last trace of membrane and becomes Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. Otherwise, it would be nothing more than a joke in front of Dao Ancestor.

As his eyes blinked, Ming Xiaoyang's Imperial Dao Tianji Xuan Gong, which had been suppressed by Ming Xiaoyang, was operating spontaneously without being controlled by his master.

Stimulated by Daozu, he might make a crucial move at any time. "Get up." Ming Xiaoyang paid attention to Dao Ancestor Hongjun, one of the strongest men in the world. Of course, Hongjun also saw him.

The young junior is far from the strength he should have at his age.

As expected of the calamity-bearing person spawned by the Great Dao, he is truly extraordinary.

If the other party had not already walked his own path, and his own way of freedom was inconsistent with the one of the three thousand avenues passed down by him, Hongjun would really want to recruit another disciple.

With his consciousness flowing, Daozu Hongjun casually spoke out the rules and helped everyone present to their feet.

"Thank you, Teacher/Daozu."

All the quasi-sages and saints present could not help but stand upright under the words of Taoist Hongjun.

At this time, everyone noticed that Ming Xiaoyang did not salute Daozu. They were all dumbfounded and admired Ming Xiaoyang's boldness.

"I am a poor Taoist, Hongjun. I have met Taoist friend." Taoist Hongjun himself did not take it seriously and nodded to Ming Xiaoyang in a respectful manner.

Ming Xiaoyang stood there, neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "I have met fellow Taoist Hongjun, Ming Xiaoyang."

A widower!

Hearing the self-proclaimed emperor, everyone present widened their eyes.

Some people who were at odds with brother Di Juntai looked at the demon clan and took pleasure in their misfortune.

Ming Xiaoyang claims to be a widower, and is also called a Taoist friend by the Taoist ancestors. If he wants to be the emperor of heaven, the throne of brother Juntai will most likely be replaced.

Or maybe Daozu has decided to change the Emperor of Heaven?
  Di Jun, who was ridiculed by others, looked solemn and said nothing.

He has had a lot of contact with Ming Xiaoyang, so he naturally understands the reason why Ming Xiaoyang calls himself a widower.

"Don't get me wrong." Under the probing eyes of others, Ming Xiaoyang spread his hands and told his biggest secret in public without any care.

"I am indeed an emperor, but I am not the emperor of the ancient world. I have a world of my own. In that world, I am the emperor of heaven, ruling over everything."

"what?"

Ming Xiaoyang's words can be said to have stirred up a thousand waves with one stone. Except for the saints and lich tribes that were already known, the remaining people with great supernatural powers all took a breath of cold air.

The existence of all heavens and realms is not a secret to people like them.

But there are barriers between the heavens and the worlds. It is extremely difficult for people who are not from this world to enter this world.

Ming Xiaoyang said that he was the Emperor of Heaven in another world. What a joke.

Everyone's first reaction was disbelief, but when they noticed Daozu Hongjun's calm expression, they had no choice but to believe it.

Most people have resolved the doubts they had in their minds.

No wonder Ming Xiaoyang was able to become an unparalleled powerhouse who could tie with Donghuang Taiyi in less than one Yuanhui.

It wouldn't be surprising if he was not originally from this world, but came from another world and was the master of that world.

There is no simple person who can be called the Emperor of Heaven!

But what kind of method did he use to hide it from heaven and enter this world? Could it be that he has something to do with that big devil?
  Thinking like this, many people looked at Ming Xiaoyang with unkind eyes.

The outbreak of immeasurable calamity is no secret to those present. Many people have guessed that the day when the World-Destroying Demon God will escape from trouble is not far away!
  (End of this chapter)