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

The faces of the Three Pure Ones were calm. After practicing to their level, only by attaining the Dao and becoming a saint could they go further.

They came to listen to the lecture this time, hoping that it would help them to enter the path of sainthood. They had no other requests.

In the Void Chaos, Jin Ning, the Xuantian Fire Phoenix, the mount of Nuwa, was responsible for welcoming the guests.

Xuantian Fire Phoenix was also a species from the prehistoric times, with extraordinary blood.

After the three lectures in Zixiao Palace, it was subdued by Nuwa and used as a mount. It also had the cultivation of the peak of the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and was more than enough to be responsible for welcoming the guests.

"Jin Ning greets Senior Three Pure Ones, fellow Taoists, the Queen is already waiting for you inside."

Jin Ning was a woman in a fiery red robe. She was heroic and heroic in her every move, with an indescribable heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

"Okay." The Three Pure Ones nodded slightly to Jin Ning, and led hundreds of disciples under their door into the chaos, the Dao field opened temporarily by Nuwa.

The Three Pure Ones and the others entered the Taoist temple, and at first glance they saw Nuwa, who was sitting on the first seat.

Nuwa's holy aura was even stronger than when she had just attained enlightenment three thousand years ago.

Every time she moved her hands and feet, the Great Dao guarded her, and people could not help but feel awe in their hearts. The holy aura emanated, and people could only watch from a distance and not play with her.

In addition to Nuwa on the first seat, there were seven cushions guarding in front, with the best position, and they were obviously left there on purpose.

Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing walked forward and bowed to Nuwa, "We pay our respects to the saint."

Saints can be said to have transcended the entire prehistoric world, experienced countless disasters without being worn out, touched by cause and effect without being stained, and always existed with heaven and coexisted with Tao.

There is a clear distinction between them and the quasi-saints and the cultivators below them, with a huge gap like a natural moat that cannot be crossed.

Even though Sanqing is the senior brother and Nuwa is the junior sister in Xuanmen, Sanqing still has to salute Nuwa when he sees her, not to Nuwa, but to the saint.

"Senior brother Sanqing, you are embarrassing Nuwa, please get up quickly."

Nuwa waved her hand, and the power moved with her heart, and a supreme magic power instantly lifted Sanqing and others up.

"We have seen the saint."

After Sanqing, Zhao Gongming and others stepped forward and saluted Nuwa.

Nuwa nodded slightly, asked everyone to get up, and looked at Zhao Gongming with a smile.

She is the saint of the human race. Although for the future of the human race, she cannot show special concern for the human race.

But secretly, she is still paying attention to the human race. In the East China Sea, the human race has multiplied and has reached a huge scale, even Nuwa is a little shocked.

Such a terrifying reproduction ability, looking at the heavens and all races, no one can compete with it. In the future, it is unimaginable how great the human race will achieve.

Nuwa is more confident that the human race can overcome all obstacles and become the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Following the Three Pure Ones, the Western duo Zhunti and Jieyin flew over on two auspicious clouds.

Behind him, on a cloud, there were four people, who were their disciples, Medicine Master, Maitreya, Mahasthamaprapta, and Ksitigarbha.

The two of them no longer had the sad faces of the past, but smiled a little.

The saints preaching is a rare opportunity for them, which can allow them to go further on the road.

"The Styx Patriarch is here, the Zhenyuan Patriarch is here."

As the voice of Xuantian Fire Phoenix Jin Ning rang out, the Styx, Zhenyuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, and the famous and powerful people in the prehistoric world entered one after another.

The temporary Taoist temple opened by Nuwa suddenly became crowded.

Countless ancient powerful people reminisced about the past, and it was very lively.

"This time, the sage preached, and the witch tribe had no soul, so they would suffer a great loss."

"I don't think the witch tribe would come. Without souls, how could they comprehend the sage's preaching? This time, the demon tribe will take the lead."

"The contradiction between the witches and demons is getting deeper and deeper. I don't know when the decisive battle will break out. Who will have the last laugh between the two tribes?"

"The demon tribe is overbearing and the witch tribe is arrogant. I think the final outcome may be a lose-lose situation."

When everyone was talking about it, the clear voice of Xuantian Fire Phoenix Jin Ning sounded again.

"The Heavenly Court Demon Emperor Di Jun and the Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi are here with the demon saints."

"The demon emperors are coming?"

Everyone was shocked and quickly shut their mouths, not daring to gossip anymore.

Donghuang Taiyi was super fierce. If he angered him, he would really dare to take action.

With the cultivation of the quasi-sage, plus the innate treasure Chaos Bell, all the powerful people present were afraid.

Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi walked in front, wearing the golden crow robes of the emperor.

The nine demon saints, Kun Peng and Fu Xi followed on both sides and walked in directly. Their eyes swept over the great powers who came to listen to the lecture, and finally fell on Nu Wa.

"We have met the Saint Nu Wa."

"No need to greet the demon emperor."

Nu Wa's face was calm, and she waved to let Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi stand up.

She looked at Fu Xi and felt a little guilty.

It was all because of me, otherwise my brother would not have to join the heaven and be involved in the catastrophe for no reason.

However, I have now proved the truth, and I will try my best to help my brother get out.

Not long after, the voice of Xuan Tian Fire Phoenix Jin Ning sounded again, "The ancestor witch Di Jiang of Pan Gu Temple, brought nine ancestor witches."

The crisp voice spread throughout the chaos, and countless great powers and cultivators were stunned.

The twelve ancestor witches of Bu Zhou Mountain are here too?

You have to know that the witch clan only cultivates the physical body and has no soul. Even if they come to listen to the lectures, it will be of no use at all.

They still remember that the Taoist ancestors preached three times in the Zixiao Palace. The Twelve Ancestral Witches listened back and forth three times, dozed off three times, and still got nothing.

"Why are these guys here too!"

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

At this time, a wild and immortal, thick and deep breath hit his face.

Di Jiang led the other nine ancestral shamans and walked towards them. Along the way, they bowed their hands in greetings to the powerful officials, looking very happy on their faces.

Passing by Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi suddenly stopped and smiled.

"Hey, it turns out that the two Demon Emperors are also here. We didn't see them just now. We thought that the Demon Emperors were busy with government affairs and couldn't come."

Donghuang Taiyi smiled faintly, "The saint is preaching and expounding the mysteries of the supreme Tao. How can we be absent? It is true that the Taoist friends of the Wu tribe are very powerful in physical training, but without the soul, do they have to doze off like when the Taoist ancestors preached? ?”

If Di Jiang was secretly mocking and not paying attention to Heaven, then Donghuang Taiyi was openly and openly disdainful of the Wu clan.

As soon as he heard this, Zhu Rong suddenly became angry, opened his mouth wide, and the fire spewed out, melting the heaven and the earth, and a scorching breath came to his face.

"Three-legged old bird, I'm here to listen to the lecture. I'm in the way of your troubles. Do you want to start a war?"

Donghuang Taiyi's face suddenly turned cold. The shadow of the Chaos Bell loomed behind him, and the power of the innate treasure shocked the whole world.

"Let's start a war. Isn't this emperor afraid of you?"

Many powerful people around looked at this scene with no surprise on their faces.

It is not unusual for the two Lich clans, natural enemies, to have a quarrel within three words of each other.

Fuxi rubbed his eyebrows, a flash of helplessness flashed through him, and he had no choice but to stand up and make peace.

"The saint's sermon is a grand event of the highest importance to me. Please restrain your temper and don't waste the opportunity of other fellow Taoists."

With Fuxi present to make peace, the Wu Clan and the Monster Clan finally stopped quarreling.

After waiting for a while, no one came. Nuwa took the first seat and said slowly, "Fellow Taoists, please take a seat."

Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Fuxi sat down according to the instructions.

In an instant, everyone focused their attention on the remaining futon next to Nuwa.