The demon emperor of all worlds

Chapter 67 The Gods Gather in the Purple Night, Lecture [-] in advance
Soon, a group of people entered Zixiao Palace, densely packed figures stood in the room, but several figures could be seen walking out of the crowd and walking straight to the six futons placed in front of them.

And this futon, which represents the future holy throne, is also occupied by Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan, Tong Tian, ​​Nu Wa, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti at the moment, and the expression of Di Jun behind him is complicated.

The seat of a saint!

That is the seat of a saint!

It's a pity that the way he and Donghuang Taiyi walked is not suitable for Primordial Ziqi, otherwise, he would have to fight for anything.

But apart from him, Kunpeng's eyes were flushed red at the moment.

The previous conversation in Beiming is still vivid in his memory. He already knows what the holy throne represents, and the hatred in his heart can be said to be extremely strong. Whether it is seduction, quasi-promotion or originality, they are all within the target of his hatred.

After all, if it hadn't been for the appearance of Jieyin and Zhunti back then, the holy throne would not have been lost, and if it hadn't been for the original scolding, he would not have been able to step back from the holy throne.

Suddenly, Kunpeng seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at Hong Yun who was standing in the crowd not far away and was talking with many monks, the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely intense at this moment, he clenched his fists, and said in his heart: "Hong Yun, all this It's because of you!"

If Hongyun hadn't offered to give up his seat back then, so many things would not have happened later, and he, Kunpeng, would also be one of the holders of the holy seat. Now he can't wait to cut Hongyun into pieces.

"Kunpeng!"

At this moment, Di Jun stepped forward with Donghuang Taiyi and Jiaohuang, and seeing Kunpeng staring at Hongyun, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, he immediately reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Little If you can't bear it, you will make a big mess!"

Hearing this, Kunpeng's body trembled.

He also knew that now that he was in Zixiao Palace, he had no possibility of killing Hongyun at all.

Moreover, Hong Yun's reputation as a good man also made a lot of friends in Honghuang. Without absolute certainty, it really can't be said that he killed the latter by hand.

"Whoo~"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Kunpeng suppressed his inner emotions, turned his head to look at Di Jun, clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, Demon Emperor, for your reminder, Kunpeng has been taught!"

"Ok!"

Nodding his head, Di Jun also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was really afraid that Kunpeng would get angry and violent. If that happened, it would indeed be a bad thing. After all, the latter is also a demon master, a member of the demon clan, and even more so in the future. One of the top combat powers of the Yaozu, it should be taken care of.

"Meet the Demon Emperor!"

"Meet the Demon Emperor!"

At the same time, the top ten demon commanders also rushed to Zixiao Palace, ignoring the prehistoric powers and innate gods around them, and went straight to Dijun and bowed to salute.

"Get up!"

After waving his hands, Di Jun looked at the elite of the monster clan gathered beside him, and his heart was full of pride and ambition.

With the joining of this group of people, the Yaozu will definitely be able to improve to a higher level in the future, and he will definitely change the fate of the Yaozu as slaves and mounts after the catastrophe.

quack-

At this moment, the gate of Zixiao Palace quietly closed.

After Haotian and the Queen Mother closed the gate, they walked straight towards the area where the front desk of Zixiao Palace was located.

For a while, the Zixiao Palace, which was still noisy, suddenly quieted down. Everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform in front of the futon. Any mistakes.

At this time, Haotian and the Queen Mother had already arrived on both sides of the high platform, and after glancing at the crowd in the arena, they immediately bowed and said: "Respectfully invite Daozu!"

"Congratulations Daozu!"

zizi——

Almost at the moment when the two finished talking, a figure on the high platform shook, and Hongjun quietly appeared in front of everyone.

"So fast!"

"As expected of a saint!"

Seeing this scene, the prehistoric powers and innate gods in the hall were shocked. They all looked serious, and their eyes were full of solemnity. Many people even lowered their heads and dared not look directly at Hongjun.

Immediately afterwards, all the people headed by Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti bowed and saluted, and shouted in unison: "Meet the teacher!"

"Meet Daozu!"

"..."

Only Di Jun, members of the Monster Race such as Donghuang Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches who are not far away are still standing in place without saluting at this moment, which can be said to stand out from the crowd.

"Ok!"

With a raised brow, Hongjun opened his tightly closed eyes, and those eyes without any expression fluctuations were fixed on Di Jun and the others, and the scene was dead silent for a while.

However, neither Di Jun and the others nor the Twelve Ancestral Witches saluted at this moment, and just stared at Hongjun like this, fearlessly, fearlessly!

"Get up!"

After a long time, Hongjun withdrew his gaze from looking at Dijun and the others, and opened his mouth slowly, then his eyes closed tightly.

Immediately, Sanqing and other great powers and innate gods in the field all stood up, and then sat cross-legged in the space one after another, without saying anything, just looking at Hongjun like this, waiting for him to speak.

Seeing this, Di Jun stopped standing and waved his hand to lead Donghuang Taiyi and others to sit down. Although there was no futon, nothing happened.

At the moment, the twelve ancestor witches in the rear were embarrassed to continue to fight alone, and sat down directly. Although they didn't say anything, the blood that filled them showed that their inner emotions were not calm.

However, as time passed bit by bit, Hongjun on the high platform did not have any intention of speaking. The scene was silent, but everyone frowned accordingly.

Under such circumstances, after Sanqing glanced at each other, Laozi took the lead and asked, "Dare to ask Master, there is still a hundred years before the second lecture, why did you call me here in advance?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes focused on Hongjun, waiting for his reply.

Apart from the people who fought in the Great Barren Mountain, there are still many monks who are at a loss and puzzled.

"No one, Mordor!"

Opening his eyes, Hongjun said calmly: "At the end of the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, Luo Hu used the demons to sweep the prehistoric desolation in vain attempt to peak the living beings. I gathered the strong of the era to fight against him. It has been more than [-] years since the soul interpreted the demon world with the remnant body of the demon god of chaos, and led the remnants of the demon race into it!"

"Today in the battle of the Great Barren Mountain, the demons made waves again and tried to invade the prehistoric world again. I used my supreme power to prevent the demons from invading, but I also got a glimpse of the news about the demon world."

"Nowadays, there are countless Da Luo Jinxians in the Demon Realm, and there are more than a hundred quasi-sages. Four people have transcended the long river of fate and promoted to false saints. They are the former Rahu's personal guards: Da Luotian, Asiu Mo, Di Yuanzi and Chonglou!"

"For the sake of the prehistoric future, and for the eternal existence of the Tao, I want to give a second lecture 3000 years in advance. This time, I will pass on the way of quasi-sage. I hope you can seize the opportunity and become a saint!"

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