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The 969th chapter Hongjun became holy, the first sermon

After staying in Wuzhuang Temple for several months, Ye Chen and Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi gradually became familiar with each other.

But Ye Chen also knew that he came to this prehistoric world to find Pangu essence and blood and prove the realm of mixed origin.

Therefore, he declined Zhen Yuanzi's stay and continued to find traces of the Witch in the prehistoric world.

I don't know if Ye Chen is not lucky enough, or is it still not when the Wu Clan was born.

For several decades, he also visited almost half of the entire prehistoric land and found no trace of the existence of the Witch Clan.

And just now.

"boom--!"

Between heaven and earth, there was a long voice.

An immense coercion fell from the sky, sweeping across all directions toward all parts of the prehistoric world.

"This is... Hongjun's sanctification?"

Feeling this familiar breath, Ye Chen couldn't help but ponder.

Had he not been in the plane of Journey to the West and had witnessed the scene when the ancestors of the Styx became holy, he would not have thought of this.

As for the many creatures on the wild land, they were already suppressed by this tyrannical aura, unable to move.

You can only lie on the ground, unable to move.

As for the cultivators of Sanqing, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi and other cultivation bases to reach the Daluojin fairyland, although they are not as unbearable as ordinary creatures, they are also extremely depressed by this breath.

But at this moment, a voice full of Daoyun sounded between heaven and earth.

"High lying on the nine-layer cloud, Daozhen has a futon.

Outside the heaven and earth, I am the master teacher.

Pangu Sheng Tai Chi, two rituals and four images follow.

Pass the three friends together, and explain the cut points by the two teachers.

The leader of the Xuan Mendu turned Hongjun into one spirit. "

Spiritual rain fell violently on the square horizon, purple air came 30,000 miles east, aura formed into golden lotuses from the sky, a vast array of immortal sounds were heard, the prehistoric creatures squatted on the ground, kowtowing, and the beasts cried.

It is really the first saint to come out under the heaven and earth, the heaven and the earth are in order, the generals are always born, all things are in the way, no longer muddled, so all the world celebrates, the beasts congratulate the sky!

The sound spread throughout the wild, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was like a lake thrown into stones, causing ripples in layers, and endless coercion filled it, and all creatures and spirits worshipped in the direction of Kunlun.

"I am Hongjun. Today, I prove the realm of Dao Hunyuan, everyone who is destined can enter the Zixiao Palace and listen to the Dao!"

Hongjun proves! ! !

For others, they may not know the meaning of this, but Ye Chen knows it well.

After Hongjun preached three times, he would fit in with heaven.

Immediately afterwards, it was the beginning of the age of saints!

But if you want to reap huge benefits in this wave, then proving Dao Hunyuan has become what Ye Chen must do right now.

As soon as he thought of this, he no longer hesitated, and hurriedly urged the rainbow transformation technique to rush towards the Zixiao Palace, which was thirty-three days away.

At the same time, many practitioners reacted differently to the waves caused by Hongjun's proving Dao in various places in the Primordial Continent.

Kunlun.

As the incarnation of Pangu Yuanshen, Sanqing's talent naturally goes without saying.

And Kunlun Mountain is a rare fairy family blessing place, not only has countless spiritual veins, but also countless rare and exotic animals.

At this time, the Three Qings hadn't parted ways due to the dispute over Taoism. They were all living in the Yuxu Palace on the top of Kunlun Mountain, practicing with great concentration.

After the coercion of Hongjun's proving Dao disappeared, Tongtian couldn't wait to say: "Brother, Na Hongjun has achieved the realm of a saint, and he wants to preach in Zixiao Palace again, shall we...?"

"Hmph, we are the authentic Pangu, and we also carry the inheritance of the Pangu god, so why listen to others' preaching!"

Yuan Shi coldly hummed.

"Yuanshi, what do you mean by this? Dao Hongjun, since I can prove Dao Hunyuan before I wait, there must be some merits, and it is a good thing to go to see and see!"

Tongtian retorted.

"Tongtian, you are..."

"All right!"

Seeing that the two were quarreling again, Lao Tzu, who was closing his eyes and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, which seemed to be a final word, and said solemnly, "It's only a hundred years of work, so it's okay to go and have a look."

As the head of the Three Qings, Lao Tzu not only has the highest cultivation level, but also has a much higher understanding of Dao than the two.

Therefore, Yuan Shi did not object anymore.

The three of them looked at each other, and flew towards the Purple Cloud Palace together, driving the escape light.

Wuzhuang view.

"Friend Hongyun, Daoist Na Hongjun...It seems to be the saint mentioned by fellow Daoist Kongkong before. Why don't I wait to go to the Zixiao Palace and listen to Dao Hongjun's preaching?"

"This is very kind."

Sun star.

As Pangu’s eyes are transformed, the sun is hot all year round, always burning with the real fire of the sun that never goes out.

However, in this kind of place, there are two tyrannical auras, and they are bathing in the real fire of the sun, constantly meditating and practicing.

Hearing Hongjun proving the Dao, Emperor Jun couldn't help but say: "Second brother, the Daoist Hongjun proving the Dao, I'll go and see it later, maybe the cultivation base can make a breakthrough."

"My brother is absolutely right."

Seeing that Emperor Jun said this, Dong Huang Taiyi couldn't help blowing his eldest brother's meaning.

Thinking of the humiliation suffered on Dazhou Mountain a hundred years ago, Dong Huang Taiyi looked cold and muttered.

"Kong Kong Taoist, this emperor is now at great advancement in his cultivation, and he has refined the Eastern Emperor Bell to the point where he can change as he pleases. It depends on you this time, can you be rampant in front of the emperor!"

"Hey."

When Di Jun heard the words, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He didn't know how Taiyi was thinking.

But when he thought of the Taoist Tsing Yi he met a hundred years ago, there was a faint anxiety in Di Jun's heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

Western world.

At this time, the West was still an extremely desolate and dilapidated place. Not only was the spiritual energy thin, but it was also rare to see all kinds of heaven and earth treasures.

This situation is in sharp contrast with the scene of spiritual veins all over the east.

And now, in front of a Bodhi tree.

The two Taoists with yellow and thin faces and sad complexions sighed heavily.

"Pity me, the West, so barren, is there really no way to change it?"

"boom--!"

A huge coercion sounded, and when they heard the voice in the void, the two people who had originally looked sad, suddenly showed excitement.

"Purple Heaven Palace... saint... it seems that the sky will not die for me."

Having said that, the two set up auspicious clouds and ran towards the Zixiao Palace.

…………

"Touch, touch, touch!"

A dull voice reverberated continuously in an unknown cave.

I saw a huge heart in the cave, beating unceasingly, and the previous sound was exactly what this heart did.

Around this heart, there was also a small pool of blood.

In the blood pool, there is a tyrannical force.

If Ye Chen were here, he would find that both this huge heart and this blood pool were similar to the breath of the ancient spinal cord in the Great Zhou Mountains.

In other words, this heart is also a legacy of Pangu!

"Bump, bump."

The heart beats faster and faster, and the voice becomes louder and louder, almost in a line.

And as the heart beats to a certain extreme, a figure slowly emerges in the blood pool, and then, the second and the third...

A series of figures appeared, with different body shapes, including men and women.

But these figures have one characteristic.

They were all born in this pool of blood, their fleshly bodies were extremely tyrannical, and each had reached the stage of the quasi-sage initial stage.

Finally, the twelfth figure was born from the pool of blood.

The twelve human figures surround this heart, closing their eyes and speaking, as if they are receiving some kind of inheritance.

Suddenly, somewhere above the heart, a mouth opened.

Twelve drops of golden blood flew out of the heart and plunged into the twelve human shadows.

"Boom, boom, boom--!"

The tyrannical breath spreads in the cave.

The twelve figures opened their eyes at the same time.

"We were born with the blood of the great Pangu god. From now on, we will be descendants of Pangu, witch..."

"Witch, stand!"

These twelve ancestral witches, after inheriting a drop of the essence and blood in the heart of Pangu, have their own names, and even their images are different.

They are:

Dijiang, like a yellow sac, red like a pill fire, six-legged four-winged, unrecognizable, and the ancestor of space speed.

Jumang, green like bamboo, with a bird body and human face, riding on two dragons, the ancestor of oriental wood, the witch.

Zhu Rong, a beast-headed human body with red scales, fire snakes pierced by ears, fire dragons on his feet, the ancestor of southern fire.

It has a human face, a tiger body, a golden scale, a scapula with two wings, a snake on the left ear, and two dragons on its feet, the ancestor of western gold.

Gonggong, man with a python head, black scales, a black dragon on his feet, a green python in his hands, the ancestor of northern water.

Xuan Ming is a hideous behemoth with bone spurs all over his body, the ancestor witch of rain.

Houtu, human body with snake tail, seven hands behind, hands on chest, hands holding snake, the ancestor of central soil.

Qiangliang, holding a snake in his mouth, holding a snake in his hands, a human body with a tiger head, four feet, long elbows, the ancestor of thunder witch.

Nine Yin candles, human face and snake body, red body, the ancestor of time.

Tianwu, eight human faces, ten tigers, the ancestor of wind.

Jizi, human face and bird body, green snake on ears, red snake in hand, the ancestor of electricity.

Shebi corpse, human face and animal body, ears like a dog, ears with green snakes, also known as the drought, the ancestor of drought.

"Brothers, before I waited for the sound that rang between heaven and earth, I wonder if you still have an impression?"

The person who speaks is the ancestor of the earth, the ancestor of the earth, who has been reincarnated in reincarnation, and is respected as the mother of Houtu's peace heart.

"It seems that the person's name is Hongjun, who is going to preach in the Zixiao Palace, why don't I wait...?"

"Sister Houtu, when I wait for the Witch Clan to only cultivate the flesh, not the soul, why should I listen to those people?"

Hearing what Houtu said, among the ancestral witches, the first spatial ancestor witch Emperor Jiang frowned.

"Right now, the witch clan is thriving. I'll still think about it. Now the inheritance of Father Pangu will flourish and prosper in this predicament."

"Big Brother Dijiang said that, in my opinion, it is better to designate the heart of God Father as a forbidden place for my Wu Clan, and build a Temple of Father Pangu in order to better worship God Father Pangu."

Shebi Road.

"If this is the case, the little girl went to Zixiao Palace alone to meet the Taoist Hongjun, and it is also a good idea to inquire about the various forces in the prehistoric land."

Houtu Road.

"Then trouble Houtu girl."

Seeing Hou Tu insisted on doing this, although Di Jiang and the others were puzzled, they were not easy to stop, so they gave a faint exhortation.

Although these people have just been transformed into the world, they were conscious as early as when they were bred in the blood pool. They didn't know how many years they had been with each other. Naturally, they were intimate, not because of such small things. What contradictions arise.

At this moment, countless practitioners who had received the sound transmission of Hongjun were all rushing towards the Purple Cloud Palace, for fear that they would miss the time of listening to the Tao.

Right now Hongjun hadn't joined the way, and the Zixiao Palace he was in was thirty-three days away.

But after thirty-three days, the first thing to face is the endless wind. If you are not careful, you may end up in death.

This step has caused many people whose cultivation level is not as good as the Jinxian to leave the field sadly.

but……

For Sanqing and others, it is not so difficult.

As several people showed their magic weapons, resisting the lingering nine-day wind, almost effortlessly, they passed through this murderous wind layer.

As for those golden immortal cultivators, although they didn't have any powerful magic weapons, they couldn't hold them in a group, in groups of three to five, supporting each other with mana shields of different colors, resisting the turbulent wind.

Although this method of holding a group for warmth seems to be a little troublesome, it is quite effective, and many people passed the Gangfeng layer at once.

And after the Nine Heavens Gang Wind passed, it was the chaotic void.

In this chaotic void, danger is dense.

Not to mention all kinds of sudden situations, it is this chaotic air that is very human to bear. If it is accidentally contaminated with the chaotic air current, even if it is Da Luo Jinxian, he will die.

But just when everyone hesitated, hesitating whether to risk their lives and pass through this chaotic void.

The three figures suddenly entered the chaos.

I saw an exquisite pagoda on top of one of them, and countless black and yellow qi hung down and turned into barriers, protecting the three of them. The chaotic qi could not break through the barrier that the black and yellow qi had turned into.

The three of them went unimpeded all the way, heading towards the depths of the chaos.

After the three, two more figures came to the chaotic void.

"Om!"

Accompanied by a clear sound.

A simple golden bell appeared in front of everyone.

But these two people, under the protection of Fang Xiaozhong, also stepped into chaos.

"hiss!"

This situation and situation really stimulated everyone.

"The three people before, could it be the Sanqing who is known as the "Pangu Zhengzong" and practiced Taoism on Kunlun Mountain? That Fang Linglong pagoda, if you read it correctly, it should be the Xuan Huang Linglong pagoda!"

The Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda is the Pangu opened the sky, and the great avenue induces the immeasurable heaven and earth Xuanhuang Qi to fill the space between the heaven and the earth, and gradually condenses into a pagoda.

Once this tower is sacrificed, it will be invincible first. If someone wants to harm the master of the magic weapon, they must first break that layer, which is almost an impervious black air barrier.

Therefore, this heaven and earth Xuanhuang Pagoda is also the most valuable treasure of the day after tomorrow!

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