Chapter 6
Ming He smiled at the two of them, he never thought that Haotian Yaochi would be so cute when he was a boy next to Daozu.

However, in the eyes of the two, Styx's smile made them feel a little horrified. Just now, the Great God Styx smiled at Lao Tzu and others in the same way.

As a result, he almost blew himself up and died with Sanqing.

"God, please come inside!"

"Master, try to sit forward!" Haotian reminded in a low voice.

"You are very nice."

Saying that, he gave the two of them a meaningful look, and then walked straight into the hall.

It wasn't until Styx left Haotian Yaochi that they dared to breathe out often. The pressure this great god put on them was really too great.

Walking into Zixiao Palace one step at a time, one can immediately feel a mysterious Taoist rhyme.

"As expected of the Taoist Ancestor Dojo!" Ming He sighed, and the next moment, a system notification sounded in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task. Take the blood-winged black mosquito to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, and grab one of the 1 guests in the Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon. A drop of Pan Gu's blood essence (Note: 2/[-])."

Feeling an extra lotus platform exuding a destructive aura in the system space, and a drop of blood containing terrifying energy, a golden glow flashed in Styx's eyes.

But it was quickly hidden by him again. This is the Zixiao Palace, and the Mieshi Black Lotus is the companion spirit treasure of the demon ancestor Luohu, and Pangu's essence and blood should not be exposed, especially when the attitude of the Taoist ancestor is unclear at this time. He didn't dare to take it out easily.

The hall was originally a little chaotic, but as Styx walked in, the entire Zixiao Palace fell silent, and all the innate gods turned their attention to Styx who was slowly walking in.

One step, two steps!

Ming He kept walking, walking forward step by step, and many people's eyes flickered.

At this time, the front row was basically full of figures, and there were no empty seats at all. As Styx approached, many innate gods sitting in the front row raised their hearts one after another.

Especially the people on the six futons in the front row, their hearts almost jumped into their throats.

This Styx, could it be that he wants to grab their futon?If this is the case, why did I let him go?Still not allowed.

Kunpeng showed worry on his face. Among the six futons, he was the most alone, and his strength was also at the bottom. He thought that he was no match for Styx at all.

If Styx wants to grab my seat, should I resist or not? For a moment, Kunpeng was caught in a tangle.

Although Yuan Shi also had anxiety in his heart, he thought that although he had a grudge with Styx, Sanqing was the most difficult to provoke among the six futons, and Styx would not fight them to the death at all.I will definitely choose Kunpeng's futon as the target.

After all, persimmons still have to be picked softly.

Moreover, in this Zixiao Palace, they don't believe that Styx can explode himself. If so, their Sanqing will not be afraid of anyone.

However, none of them expected that Styx had no intention of competing with them for a seat at all. When he walked straight to the second row of seats, Styx stopped in his tracks.

As his footsteps stopped, Kunpeng and others on the futon in the front row breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Sanqing was not afraid of Styx, he was unwilling to get too entangled with this lunatic at this time, so it was best.

Styx stopped in front of the second row of seats, and looked away, the middle seats in this row were also some top innate gods.

For example, Zhen Yuanzi, Fuxi, the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun Mountain, the Duke of the East, etc., each of them is a late-stage cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian, and they are accompanied by powerful innate spirit treasures!
However, when Styx stopped, these people still felt their hearts slow down a beat.

"You, go find a seat yourself!" Styx said to the incarnation of the blood-winged black mosquito, and his eyes fell straight on one of these innate gods, with a gentle and humble expression on his face. He looked like a gentle and elegant scholar.However, the voice was full of domineering and madness: "You, do you want to let yourself out, or I will throw you out!"

Dong Wanggong's face darkened instantly: "Fellow Daoist Minghe! You, don't bully others too much."

"This is Zixiao Palace, the Taoist Dojo!"

Holding the Chunyang Sword tightly in his hand, Prince Dong felt his whole body trembling, and a puff of air was pressing in his chest.

Styx just looked at him quietly, with a slightly sick smile on his face.

However, looking at this smile, Duke Dong finally gave in, with resentment hidden deep in his eyes. After getting up, he immediately locked on a mid-stage Da Luo Jinxian creature in the second row, and directly grabbed the seat.

And the Da Luo Jinxian mid-stage powerhouse who was driven away also dared not speak out.

After Ming He took out the Karma Red Lotus and sat on it, and had no intention of competing for other people's seats, many innate gods were relieved.

Especially Kunpeng and others on the six futons in the front row felt this way the most, but then they realized that this mentality was inappropriate.

Each of them is a noble congenital god, especially Sanqing, who claims to be Pangu authentic, and there is a kind of pride in his bones that he is superior to others!

However, at this time, he was repeatedly threatened by the Styx full of filthy aura, and suddenly felt that his face was gone, and he could no longer hide the boiling killing intent in his heart.

And Styx, the soul of the later generations, after thousands of years of infestation by the filthy air of the sea of ​​blood, has a bit of madness in his consciousness, a bit like the neurosis in the later generations.

In addition, the three laws he comprehended were either the law of blood or the law of killing, and finally he comprehended the law of chaos, so he acted insanely and domineeringly.

Sometimes it is like an antelope hanging horns, making it difficult to figure out.

"The twelfth grade pure world white lotus! I don't know if there is such an innate spiritual treasure in this prehistoric world." Minghe murmured, although he did not reject his current state, people are always affected by this emotion. It's not good, I'm a gentleman, I can't let people misunderstand that I'm a lunatic.

And the twelfth-grade pure world white lotus may be able to purify the filthy air that infested his sea of ​​consciousness and restore himself to normal.

Immediately, he set his eyes on the front row, with a look of watching a good show in his eyes. If I remember correctly, there is still a good show to watch later.

I don't know if it's true that the western references are mentioned, it's as shameless as the novels in the previous life.

As for the 6 futons in front, those who sit on them will be the sages of heaven. It is estimated that the way of heaven has planned it long ago. The water inside is too deep, and the Styx, who is afraid of trouble, naturally does not want to take this muddy water.

It's good to watch a play, but at this moment, he just wants to watch a play quietly.

And the incarnation of the blood-winged black mosquito also grabbed a seat in the row behind him.

Afterwards, after 3000 people arrived one after another, at the gate of Zixiao Palace, the two hurriedly walked in again.

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