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

Besides, even if Zhao Gongming did not make a move, the strength of Xuangui and Kong Xuan was enough to dominate the prehistoric world.

In the two Western religions, unless the saints made a move, they would be able to sweep everything. This was Zhao Gongming's confidence in the strength of the two.

At this time, in the Great Shang Royal City, Chaoge Imperial Capital, a large house with mountains and rivers and ancient charm.

Kong Xuan, wearing a five-color robe and holding a folding fan, was reading various books written by the sages of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Although these people were basically mortals with a lifespan of only a hundred years, they wrote poems and articles with their life experiences, which actually implied the great truth and the unity of man and nature.

Kong Xuan has been immersed in the sea of ​​books for many years, and he was responsible for protecting Chaoge's safety by the way, and he did not practice.

But his Taoism has improved, which is better than practicing in seclusion for countless years.

Seeing the sun rising, Kong Xuan put down the book in his hand, called the maidservant beside him, and ordered people to prepare meals.

During these years in Da Shang, Kong Xuan has restrained his Taoism and no longer regards himself as a congenitally sacred person, but a thorough mortal who gets up at sunrise and sleeps at sunset.

The maid nodded in response and retreated lightly. In the huge courtyard, except for the stone table and stone bench, there was no one.

Suddenly, Kong Xuan's eyes slightly condensed, looking at the sky, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared.

"Daoyou came from afar, why don't you meet face to face and hide?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and Daoyou Kong Xuan's strength has improved again. I admire you, I admire you."

In the air, a shadow flashed slightly, and Zhao Gongming's figure had appeared in the original place.

Originally, Zhao Gongming hid in the dark to see how Kong Xuan lived in Da Shang, but he didn't expect that he was discovered by Kong Xuan as soon as he arrived.

Although part of the reason was that Zhao Gongming did not try his best to hide his breath, but if it was put a few years ago, during the battle in the North Sea, Kong Xuan would never have noticed it.

This also indirectly shows that, after becoming a mortal, Kong Xuan, who had not made any progress for a long time, has made progress again.

Seeing that it was indeed Zhao Gongming, Kong Xuan smiled slightly, as if he had met an old friend.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming is not practicing in Mount Emei, how come you have time to come to me?"

Zhao Gongming answered casually, "I came here this time to ask fellow Daoist Kong Xuan to do something."

Kong Xuan's eyes flashed with excitement, "What is it, tell me?"

Although the two had not actually met many times, they seemed to be old friends who had been together for many years, and they spoke very casually.

"My disciple, that is, King Di Xin of Shang, is preparing to fight a decisive battle with Xiqi under Tongguan. The scope of this battle is unimaginable. At that time, I am afraid that the elites of the two sects of Chan and Xifang will be fully dispatched. I hope that fellow Daoist can go to Tongguan and help my deputy leader Xuangui of Jiejiao."

Zhao Gongming simply told Kong Xuan about his intention.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Gongming paused and added, "This is not an order, but a request between friends."

"Friends."

Kong Xuan was stunned. As the son of Yuan Feng, the first pride of the Phoenix Clan, he seemed to have never had any friends for billions of years.

The Phoenix Clan members who practiced with him kept their distance from him, only because the clan leader and elders had already strictly admonished him not to disturb his practice.

The elders always looked dignified and only had four words for him: practice well!

As for his only brother, although he was a blood relative, he was heartless and had no common language with him, so naturally he could not be called a friend.

He practiced step by step and finally became the first person of the Phoenix Clan, making the current cultivation environment of the Phoenix Clan much better than before, but he was still lonely and had no friends.

Kong Xuan looked at Zhao Gongming with his mind, and his heart, which had been frozen by the iceberg for thousands of years, melted a little silently, "Okay, since it is a friend's request, then I agree."

Zhao Gongming also showed a warm smile on his face.

Soon, Zhao Gongming left Chaoge. Kong Xuan left a clone to sit in Chaoge and went to Tongguan alone.

That clone was made by Kong Xuan with his own blood. Although it can only last for a hundred years, it can exert the strength of a quasi-saint and sit in Dashang, which is enough!

The first pass in the world, under Tongguan, Liu Er, San Xiao, Xuan Gui, Kong Xuan all arrived. When Yang Jian and others saw Xuan Gui, their hearts fell immediately.

I vaguely remember the scene of Xuan Gui resisting the attack of the saint at Guanjiangkou that year.

What kind of existence is a saint? Even if it is just a casual attack, it is not a force they can withstand.

But Senior Xuangui blocked it without any injury, which shows his strong strength!

Huang Gun, Han Rong, Xu Gai, and Xu Fang are also full of confidence. They are recuperating and training their troops, just waiting for the battle.

At the same time, in the song of the Shang Dynasty, the newly developed crossbows and cannons are also returning to their positions.

Just waiting for the Xiqi army to come and beat them to a pulp.

In the Eight Scenery Palace in Shouyang Mountain, Xuandu once again came to pay homage to Taiqing Laozi. Taiqing looked up at the calamity that covered the sky and the sun, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Things have developed to this point. Bai is unwilling to enter the calamity, and he can't help it. Xuandu, go down the mountain by yourself."

Xuandu's face was confused, "Teacher, what should the disciple do..."

Taiqing's face was indifferent, "When you get to the bottom of the mountain, you will naturally know what to do, go down the mountain."

After Taiqing finished speaking, he waved his hand, and an invisible magic power rose up, directly teleporting Xuandu to the foot of the mountain.

After Xuandu left, Taiqing looked at the many true spirits on the Conferred God List, and his face gradually became deep.

The foundation of human teaching is education. Now that the human race is in its heyday, the fortune of humanity is prosperous, and humanity has become more and more domineering, bringing him less and less help.

And Jiejiao has developed rapidly in recent years. It is the first major sect in the prehistoric world. The number and quality of its disciples far exceed those of other sects.

Taiqing was silent for a long time, and the voice in the Bajing Palace slowly sounded, "Junior Brother Tongtian, I'm sorry."

Half a month later, the Xiqi army finally arrived. Ji Fa led 500,000 elite troops and came to Tongguan. There were countless masters of the Western Teachings accompanying him.

Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, Lan Deng Daoren, Nanji Xianweng, the four direct descendants of the Western Sect, and Bai Lian Tongzi were all on the list.

Such a lineup, in this era of spreading calamity and many great masters hiding from the world, is already extremely luxurious, and can even easily destroy some medium-sized sects.

Under Tongguan, Guangchengzi weighed the Fantian Seal and slowly stepped out of the line. Looking at the empty Tongguan city wall, a trace of coldness appeared on his face and he said loudly.

"The disciples of Jiejiao have always been known to be fearless, but today when my army is approaching, they dare not even show their faces. Why is that?"