Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

Once the disciples of the Four Religions are in danger, their life and death will be unpredictable, and their future will be confused.

This is difficult to accept for the saintly orthodoxy who is used to having everything in his hands.

After Hongjun finished speaking, his expression remained calm. He glanced at the saints lightly, waved his sleeves, and a golden scroll appeared in front of him.

Slowly stretching, an extremely strong and compelling Tao Yun rushed towards my face.

"This is the list of gods. During this great catastrophe, there will be those who have not become immortals but have become divine beings. Each has its own depth and depth, and is destined to each other. Therefore, gods have their dignity and their death. Those with deep roots will become immortals; those with weak roots will become immortals. The divine way; those with weak roots will become the human way. This is a destiny, and it is not a trivial matter, and it cannot be disobeyed."

The saints couldn't help but swallowed as they looked at the large blank space on the list of gods.

"I dare to ask the teacher, how many people are needed to be on the list this time to become a god?"

Haotian on the side also secretly pricked up his ears to listen.

The number of conferred gods is directly related to the strength of his heavenly court, and is the top priority.

Hongjun said, "This time, 365 people are needed to consecrate the gods. The 365 righteous gods are divided into eight parts. The upper four are thunder, fire, plague, and fight, and the lower four are stars and constellations. The three mountains and five mountains, the gods who bring rain and create clouds, and the gods of good and evil, must not be mistaken.”

"More than three hundred people?"

When the saints heard this, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. More than three hundred people could still accept it.

At worst, we can just recruit more outer disciples to make up the number.

When this disaster is over, everything will be fine.

Haotian's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he conferred the title of Eight Righteous Gods of Heaven, which sounded very powerful.

But if the saints don't cooperate, or find some gods, true immortals and the like to confer the title, wouldn't it be ridiculous?

Seemingly aware of the saints' intentions, Hongjun emphasized.

"This time, there are three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods. You are not allowed to make up for the number. You must send your elite disciples to be on the list. The calamity of heaven and earth, the Supreme Lord's righteousness, you cannot hide it."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the saints changed, if they were all elite disciples.

Even if they, saints and orthodox people, want to take it out, they will have to break their muscles and bones, no, even their vitality will be severely damaged.

Haotian was shocked and overjoyed. It seemed that the master was really going to help him this time.

Three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods will gather on the list of gods. By then, the power of the heaven will be greatly increased, and he, the Great Heavenly Lord, will truly deserve his title.

After Hongjun finished speaking, he waved his sleeves slightly, and the list of gods in his hand had fallen into the hands of Saint Taiqing, "Taiqing, I will teach you to keep this list of gods for the time being."

"Yes, teacher."

Taiqing took over the list of gods.

"The matter of the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods will be left to you to discuss on your own."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he waved his hand again. All the saints felt the world spinning, and when they opened their eyes again, they were already outside the Zixiao Palace.

Looking at Zixiao Palace again, I saw that its door was tightly closed, and countless earth, fire, water and wind surrounded it.

Outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, Nuwa bowed her hands to the saints, "This catastrophe involves the four religions. I have not established an orthodoxy, so naturally I don't have to intervene. Brothers, I will take my leave now."

Nuwa was about to leave when a voice came to her ear, "Senior Sister Nuwa, take me with you."

Exactly what Haotian said.

He was afraid that if he stayed here alone, he would be eaten alive by the saints.

"good."

Nuwa naturally doesn't mind taking Haotian away.

Soon, Nuwa and Haotian left one after another. Taiqing held the list of gods and smiled bitterly.

"Junior brothers, please gather together now to discuss this matter."

Zhunti, Yingyin, and Yuanshi's three people's eyes immediately began to look at Tongtian with a vague look.

In Jiejiao, the saint's lineage ranks first. Under his command, Jin'ao Island, thousands of immortals come to court, and there are countless disciples.

Three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods may be a big problem for other orthodox traditions, but for Jie Jiao, it is really a piece of cake and nothing.

Tongtian was stunned by these looks, and there was a cold look on his face, "What are you three looking at me for?"

Zhunti said with a smile on his face, "Senior Brother Tongtian, Jiejiao has developed rapidly in recent years, with countless disciples, and the Taoist order ranks first. It shouldn't be difficult to choose 365 disciples. Why don't you be more generous, Brother Tongtian?" , let the disciples of the Qijie Sect be on the list, and once they come, they can enjoy the incense of heaven, and they will avoid this catastrophe of becoming a god. Isn't it wonderful? "

Hearing this, Tongtian was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, "Junior brother Zhunti, my Jiejiao is naturally the number one sect in the world. Although your Western sect is far different from my Jiejiao, you have more than 300 disciples. Come to think of it, It’s not a big problem, right?”

"How about I give you this opportunity and let your Western disciples go to heaven and eat the incense of heaven?"

Zhunti's face turned green and white, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Tongtian is joking. Our West is barren. If all my disciples leave, who will come to revitalize the West?"

"It is precisely because the West is barren that I let your disciples from the West go to heaven to seek a good future. Isn't it wonderful that it saves resources for you in the West?"

Hearing this, Zhunti snorted softly, stopped talking, and felt a little strange at the same time.

According to Tongtian's temperament in the past, when he is provoked, he will definitely become furious. When the time comes, he will unite with the saints to put pressure on him, and he might be able to succeed.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for so many years, Tongtian's Qi-nurturing Kungfu has become so good that he can even compete with his verbal skills. It's really a three-day separation, and I'm really impressed.

Yuan Shi glanced at Tongtian lightly and said loudly.

"Tongtian, all your disciples are hairy and horned, born from eggs, and are not worthy of being in the upper class. They all went to heaven, which is also a righteous way. I think Zhunti's suggestion is good."

When Yuanshi said this, Tongtian raised his sword eyebrows and said coldly, "Yuanshi, do you still remember the time when my six-eared disciple beat your golden immortal in the Yang Mansion in Guanjiangkou?"

"Your Chan sect is so big and famous, but the second-generation disciples combined are not the opponent of a third-generation disciple of my Jie sect. If my Jie sect is all born from eggs, hairy and horned, then what are your Chan sect?"

Whether it was Zhunti or Yuanshi, Tongtian would not hesitate.

"Tongtian, you are so presumptuous!"

As expected, Yuanshi was furious, and the Pangu Banner behind him kept swaying, and the earth, fire, water and wind were turbulent, and billions of murderous intentions swept the world.

"You are the one who is presumptuous!"

Tongtian's face turned cold, and the four swords of Zhuxian appeared behind him. Zhuxian sword energy, killing for eternity, directly confronted Yuanshi.

"Fight, fight!"

Zhunti and Jieyin were delighted, and they wished that the two sides would fight immediately.

The more intense the fight, the better, it would be best if both sides were injured, so that he could breathe a sigh of relief in the West.

"Enough, fighting in front of Zixiao Palace, how can it be?"

Taiqing frowned, stepped to the center of Yuanshi and Tongtian, and shouted loudly.

Although the conflict between Yuanshi and Tongtian has almost reached the point where it cannot be adjusted.

But the two still respect Taiqing very much, and they immediately took a step back.

Taiqing held the Conferred God List, "Three hundred and sixty-five gods are not too many, everyone should make up for it."

"My human sect is a single-lineage, and there are really not many disciples."

Taiqing sighed and filled in fifty people on the Conferred God List.

Although the Human Sect has only one direct descendant, there are still some outer disciples with strong cultivation and are qualified to be on the List of Gods.