Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Feeling Gonggong's pressure far exceeding that of the Golden Immortal, all the witch ancestors were stunned, staring at the arrogant Gonggong blankly.

"Gonggong, you...you have broken through to the Quasi-Sage?" Zhu Rong stared with his round eyes in disbelief.

If there is anyone present who knows Gonggong's strength best.

It must be him, the Fire Witch who fights with Gonggong whenever there is nothing to do.

But... this shouldn't be!

"That's right, Zhu Rong, you are not my opponent now!" Gonggong looked at Zhu Rong with a smug look on his face, and his eyes were eager to try.

Obviously, he now has the urge to beat up his own brother.

"Gonggong, you found the hidden great power that Daozu said." Suddenly, Zhu Jiuyin on the side thought of something and said hurriedly.

"Hehe, that's right!" Gonggong nodded and smiled proudly: "After a hundred years of hard training under the senior, I finally broke through to the quasi-saint level."

"I just came out of retreat and heard the news of the Taoist preaching. Otherwise, how could I forget to return to the Wu clan to reunite."

Finally, Gonggong added a sophistry.

"Don't talk nonsense. Even if you haven't made a breakthrough, you will definitely forget it." Zhurong, who had been stared at by Gonggong with ill intentions, immediately said something unconvinced.

"How could it be..." Gonggong was about to refute.

Dijiang on the side interrupted Gonggong and asked anxiously: "Gonggong, you just said that Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, those two mixed-haired birds, passed by?"

"Yes!" Gonggong nodded in surprise, "Just now, when they entered the chaos, I saw you, but I didn't go up to fight with them."

"Why did you stop when you saw us? You should have rushed up to stop them!" Dijiang was immediately annoyed.

Gonggong was stunned.

And the ancestor witches like Zhu Jiuyin who reacted next to him also showed annoyance.

"This time, Hongjun Daozu preached in Zixiao Palace to teach the method of breaking through the quasi-saint, but now we don't need the quasi-saint method, and we don't know if we can use it, but those two mixed-haired birds need it!"

"With your quasi-saint cultivation, even if you can't beat so many of them together, you can rush up to stop them and wait for us to come!" Dijiang said annoyed.

"This is to stop Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and those guys from the demon clan from listening to the teachings. This is a good opportunity to keep them completely!"

"This..."

Gong Gong was stunned, and then his face was full of regret. He really didn't think of this just now, otherwise...

With his quasi-saint strength, he needed to tell Di Jiang to wait for them to arrive, and then punch them one by one. Even if he couldn't kill the two mixed-haired birds with the supreme treasures and spiritual treasures.

But the group of guys behind them, absolutely none of them can survive.

"Then is it too late for us to catch up now?" Xuanming, the ancestor of rain, who has been keeping calm, asked in a deep voice.

"It's too late! You know the chaos in the chaos. If we had caught up as soon as we arrived, we might have caught up, but now..."

The answer was from Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time. Unlike the regrets of other ancestor witches, although he was a little disappointed, he was not too upset, but continued to persuade.

"Well, since we have missed it, let's miss it. Now the most urgent thing is to rush to Zixiao Palace and try to see if the speed of the quasi-saint Gonggong can stop them halfway."

"Even if we can't stop them, we can't let them listen in peace in Zixiao Palace."

At the end, Zhu Jiuyin didn't even speak, but turned to voice transmission.

After all, he said that he wanted to cause trouble in the saint's dojo, so he naturally couldn't say it directly.

After hearing Zhu Jiuyin's admonition, Gonggong barely suppressed the annoyance in his heart, exerted his divine power, and took his brothers and sisters to fly rapidly in the chaos.

At the same time, he also told his brothers and sisters what happened in the Ao Changsheng dojo in the East China Sea.

Of course... a little bit of artistic processing is still inevitable.

...

In Zixiao Palace.

The six people, Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, have arrived early.

They all sat on the frontmost cushions with their eyes closed, waiting calmly for the sermon to begin.

Later, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, Minghe and other great powers also arrived.

Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, like these great powers, sat on the cushions in the second row and waited.

As for the other Daluo they recruited, they were scattered on thousands of cushions in Zixiao Palace.

"I didn't make it."

At this time, the twelve ancestor witches who entered Zixiao Palace looked at Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi who had already sat down and were full of annoyance.

Especially Gonggong, he was one of the twelve ancestor witches.Among them, the one who blamed himself the most, after all, he missed the best opportunity to stop these powerful enemies.

However, no matter how annoyed they were, they dared not make a blatant move in this Zixiao Palace, the Saint's Dojo.

They could only sit down at their seats, staring at the backs of the two men with ill intentions.

The two people in front of them, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, were suddenly as if they were on edge.

After all, there was the lesson learned in the last Zixiao Palace, so even if they knew that this was a saint's dojo, they still kept their divine thoughts around.

Beware of the suicidal attacks that the twelve ancestor witches might come at any time.

When the twelve ancestor witches saw the state of the two, their eyes suddenly lit up, as if they had discovered something, and then...

A series of ill-intentioned eyes immediately stared at the Daluo recruited by Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi over the years.

At this moment, many Daluo around them immediately understood what the twelve ancestor witches meant.

The witch clan cannot practice the great Dao that Hongjun taught, and this time they came here not to listen to the teachings.

Instead, they came to target the demon clan forces established by Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi.

As the parties concerned, the Daluo who were targeted by the twelve witch ancestors even regretted agreeing to the recruitment of Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi so early.

That's right, they regretted agreeing so early, not regretting joining the demon clan.

At this time, those who can cultivate to Daluo, even those innate sacred Daluo Jinxian, must have a firm heart of Tao.

How could they regret their decision because of a little look from the twelve witch ancestors?

Of course, this is only now...

Thousands of years passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye, it was close to the ten thousand years that Hongjun Daozu had said before.

The cushions in the Zixiao Palace were almost full of Daluo.

"Dong!"

Outside the Zixiao Palace, a Taoist bell suddenly rang.

The sudden bell ringing immediately cheered up the spirits of the great powers present, and they looked up at the direction of the high platform.

Sure enough, the purple air was surging around the platform, and the figure of Hongjun Daozu had already sat on it without knowing when.

Facing the eager gazes of the powerful people below, Hongjun had a calm face and spoke directly.

"This lecture will last for three thousand years. It is the path to enlightenment for those above the Golden Immortal. You must listen carefully."