Hong Huang: I go to heaven, and the chat group has come and gone from all walks of life

As expected.

At this moment, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi were also staring at the Lich Battlefield, each with an inexplicable expression, and his eyes flashed, weighing the pros and cons of this battle for them.

Saints, with heaven and earth as chessboards, and sentient beings as pawns.

If the chess pieces fight against them, they will forcibly stop it.

If it is advantageous, they will continue to promote and instigate.

After some deduction and analysis, they felt that the Wu clan did not cultivate the Yuan God and did not respect the heavenly way, and if they really let the Wu clan defeat the demon clan, it would be detrimental to their status as a saint.

Therefore, this battle, the Heavenly Court cannot be defeated!

Only if the Lich loses both, it is in their interest.

Therefore, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi shot one after another, throwing out their respective Dao Supreme Treasure Taijitu and Pangu Banner to suppress Pangu’s true body.

“Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this is not the time for the Lich Demon Decisive Battle.”

In the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain, the Taijitu exudes immeasurable mysterious light, and the two pillars of light of yin and yang divide the Lich battlefield, one yang and one yin, as if in two time and space.

Lao Tzu transformed into a doppelganger, white clothes and white hair, fairy wind Dao bones, standing on the Taiji diagram, the majestic holy sound penetrated the battlefield, and it seemed unquestionable.

The twelve ancestral witches were immediately furious, the last time they were forcibly stopped by Hongjun, they were already extremely aggrieved in their hearts, and now Lao Tzu is also like this, really when their twelve ancestors are soft persimmons, can they take it casually.

“Taishang Xiao’er, don’t think that you are saints, you can do whatever you want!”

The twelve ancestors roared angrily, and then swung their iron fists and blasted towards Lao Tzu Taijitu.

The quasi-saint stage, and the angry blow of Pangu’s true body, is absolutely heaven-destroying.

There seems to be only that fist shadow in the vast world, and the space in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles is madly distorted, and time and space are disordered.

However, the Taijitu is solid and unshakable.

Under the saints, all are ants, and this sentence is definitely not casual.

Even if there is a Hongjun ban, the saint must not personally interfere in the flood wilderness, but the saint is invincible in the flood wilderness with one thought and one magic weapon.

Apart from the saints, there are no opponents.

“The twelve ancestors, Er and others are presumptuous, and they actually dare to disrespect the saints!”

Yuanshi Hong’s indifferent cold voice followed, and Pangu Banner brazenly attacked, taking this opportunity to defeat the true body of the Twelve Ancestors Wu Pangu, completely cutting off the idea of the Twelve Ancestors Wu defeating the Heavenly Court in this battle.

This scene made countless innate powers feel cold.

No one wants that one day, there will be such an encounter with the twelve ancestors, life and death, all of which will be held by the saints.

At this moment, their desire for sanctification reached the extreme.

But how do you preach sanctification?

Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West and other innate powers, all looked at the same eye, and all looked in the direction of Jinao Island in the East China Sea.

In their eyes, Tongtian can enlighten meritorious opportunities, and if there is Tongtian to help, their sanctification will be twice as effective with half the effort!

Tong Tian seems to be aware of it, and he can’t help but shine in his eyes, how to deal with these innate powers, and maximize his own interests in them.

At the same time, the Lich Battlefield, because Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi forcibly intervened, the second Lich War had to end without a problem.

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi also seemed to feel that they would make the innate power feel that they were too much and affect their reputation.

Therefore, they pretended to say that they stopped this time, just to follow the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, and next time they will definitely not make a move.

Although the twelve ancestors were very unwilling, they could only admit it and led the Wu army to retreat to recuperate.

The same is true of Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi and others.

For a while, the entire flood fell into unprecedented silence.

However, this silence made everyone very uneasy, like the calm before the storm.

If it does not erupt, it will already be an outbreak, and once it breaks out, it will definitely be earth-shattering, and the stone will break the sky!

…

“The sect leader has a purpose, Lu Peng can enter the Biyou Palace first.”

Outside Jinao Island, Kui Niu stood at the entrance like a guardian door god, and said to the innate powerful urns at the door.

At this time, the Second Lich War had ended.

Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, Xiwangmu and other innate powers have also come to the outside of Jinao Island, wanting to see the heavens and point out meritorious opportunities.

Outside Jinao Island, the gate is like a city.

This time, Tongtian did not avoid seeing it again, but first announced that Lu pressed the audience.

This Lu Pressure is none other than the one who was born with the essence of fire, appeared in the battle of Sealing Gods, and killed Zhao Gongming with the Book of Seven Arrows of the Nail!

And the reason why Tongtian chose him is definitely not to repay grievances with virtue, but to have ulterior motives and other plans.

Of course, Lu Peng definitely didn’t realize this, where could he calculate that he would have a grudge with the Tongtian Sect in the future.

He also thought that he had great luck, and among so many innate powers, Tongtian actually chose him to point out meritorious opportunities.

For a while, he couldn’t help himself from being excited.

“Guys, borrowed! Rong Poor Dao went to visit the Tongtian Sect Lord first! ”

With an irrepressible smug tone, Lu Peng passed through the innate powerful crowd and entered Jinao Island.

After a while, he came to the front of Biyou Palace and bowed to Biyou Palace.

“Poor road land pressure, meet the saint of heaven.”

“Come in.”

Tongtian’s faint voice came from the Biyou Palace, and no emotions could be heard.

Lu Peng’s heart was cold, and he quickly and carefully walked into the Biyou Palace, and once again saluted Tong Tian respectfully.

“You are Lu Ping?”

Tong Tian’s gaze was indifferent, and he looked at the Lu Pressure Daoist in front of him.

Lu Peng was wearing a linen robe, and his appearance was extremely ordinary, if he hadn’t seen it today, he wouldn’t have recognized this as Lu Peng.

“Don’t dare to deceive the saint, the poor road is indeed land pressure.” Lu Feng hurriedly replied.

Tong Tian bowed his head slightly, and then there was no nonsense, and he went straight to the point.

“Lu pressure, there is indeed a merit opportunity here in the poor road, the risk is a little greater, but the amount of merit is very large, the so-called wealth is in danger, if you are bold, the poor road can point you one or two.”

Lu Press: “…”