toric: God-Level Inheritance at the Beginning

The state of the introduction is very miserable, his clothes are shabby, his movements are stubborn, and his face is very ugly.

The two of them were very close to the Zixiao Palace, plus they were the peak of Da Luo, it was reasonable to say that they should have arrived early, but they only appeared at the end.

According to Lu Xuan’s memory, the two people were quasi-proposed, and deliberately dragged them down, because Hongjun did not intend to teach the way of Western saints, and if he did not arrive before closing the palace door, it was a person who had no chance, and it was not to blame Hongjun if he did not get the way to holiness.

But now it seems that the introduction of Zhun Ti was not calculated by Hongjun, but was seriously injured by Lu Xuan, and entered the Zixiao Palace through a chaos, and the two could only heal their injuries first and then rush here, so they delayed time.

The two were stunned when they saw Lu Xuan, Lu Xuan glanced at them and ignored them, Lu Xuan didn’t want to delay Nuwa’s chance because of the two.

Seeing that Lu Xuan did not look embarrassed by them, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced around, and soon they saw the futon in the front row, and the futon exuded a faint rhyme, and they knew it was the best position at a glance.

The two secretly showed the aura of Da Luo’s peak, and soon squeezed out the crowd to the front, and after looking at each other, they cried.

“Junior Brother, we came all the way, stepped on thorny fields, rolled over black swamp ponds, fell into the abyss, and planted into the volcano, but we were still one step late.”

“Senior brother, your body is almost unable to hold up, don’t talk, we ascetics, this is the life of suffering and suffering.”

“Junior Brother, you are right, we are ascetics, Senior Brother can still persist, and we can stand… Ah. ”

He pretended to be planted and was held up by Zhun Ti, but as a result, both of them couldn’t stand, and they were playing really the same as dervish in cooperation with the tattered clothes that were beaten by Lu Xuan.

However, everyone present scoffed, don’t say that Zhun Ti is a Da Luo Golden Immortal, even if it is an ordinary Golden Immortal, there will be no time when the physical strength is not supported and falls, this kind of drama is okay to deceive ordinary people, everyone present is an immortal, who will believe this.

But some people believe that it is the red cloud sitting on the fifth futon.

Red Cloud is a congenital red cloud in the chaotic world, with heels that no one can match, if Lu Xuan hadn’t brought Nuwa over, Red Cloud would definitely be able to sit on the fourth futon.

With Red Cloud’s heels, sanctification is almost a sure thing.

Lu Xuan knew that Hong Yun was most famous not for his heels, but for his reputation as a good old man.

The Flood Barren World has been open for so many years, and the name of Hongyun’s good old man has long been spread, and it is precisely because of this that Zhun Ti will deliberately act, and their target is Hongyun.

Sure enough, Hongyun stood up, “It’s not easy for the two Daoist friends to practice asceticism, since they can’t stand anymore, then sit down and rest.” ”

Seeing this, Lu Xuan couldn’t help but shake his head, the Flood Desolation World was weak and strong, and Hong Yun actually sent all the opportunities for sanctification out, this is no longer a good old man, but stupid and ridiculous.

Hongjun dragged the introduction to Zhun Ti, that is, did not let them sit on the futon, the original plan went smoothly, but because Hong Yun gave up the seat failed, no wonder Hongjun wanted to calculate Red Cloud and let Hong Yun be robbed.

Zhun Ti said thanks and embarrassment in his mouth, but the action was faster than anyone, and the two sat on the futon at the same time, of course, the position was not enough.

The two glanced left and right, and their faces sank when they looked at Nuwa, they knew that Nuwa was with Lu Xuan, and immediately dispelled the idea of provoking Nuwa and targeted Kunpeng.

Jun Ti’s face froze, revealing a fierce face: “Well, you are a flat-haired beast, and you are also worthy of sitting with me, and you don’t get out of the way.” ”

“Thief monk, do you dare to talk to me like this, looking for death?”

Kunpeng drank coldly, he dominated the North and no one dared to talk to him like this.

Jun Ti cold drink: “Roll.” ”

Zhun Ti shot at the same time, and the two dozen and one Kunpeng were not opponents, and they were beaten out of the futon, and Jun Ti immediately sat on it.

The futon was robbed, Kunpeng was furious, and about to reveal his true body and receive Jun Ti desperately, a colorful hand fell from the air and pressed Kunpeng to the ground.

It was Lao Tzu who made the move, and he restrained Kunpeng with the power of the quasi-holy spirit, “Kunpeng, in front of the saint hall, Hugh is going to mess around.” ”

Kunpeng gritted his teeth, his position was robbed and he was suppressed and blamed by Lao Tzu, and he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, in addition to receiving Jun Ti, he also hated Hongyun, because all this was caused by Hongyun giving up his seat.

Hongyun saw Kunpeng staring at him, not the slightest bit vigilant, but said with a smile: “Kunpeng Dao is friendly and moral, and he also gave up his seat to the ascetic.” ”

Kunpeng’s face was distorted, and Hongyun’s words were infinitely sarcastic and mocking in his ears, “Hongyun, you wait and see, our accounts will be settled.” ”

Hong Yun was stunned by Kunpeng’s words, and when he wanted to speak, Kunpeng had already walked away, and he could only shake his head speechlessly.

At this time, a beautiful shadow appeared in the Zixiao Palace, it was the back soil of one of the twelve ancestral witches, Lu Xuan’s eyes lit up after seeing it, and he immediately walked up.

“Houtu, why are you here?”

Houtu was also very happy to see Lu Xuan, and grabbed Lu Xuan’s hand without any taboos: “Lu Xuan, I know that you will also come, in addition to wanting to see you, I also want to ask the Hongjun saint how my Wu clan became holy.” ”

“Oh, then you sit in front, you can be the first to ask him when Hongjun comes out.”

“The seats in front of you are full.”

“It’s okay, look at me.”

Lu Xuan had already punched between his words, and Jun Ti, who had just sat on the futon and had not yet covered the heat, was knocked out.

“Whoever dares to do something to me, I will kill…”

Jun Ti saw Lu Xuan, said half of the cruel words and swallowed alive, staring at Houtu and sitting on the futon.

Boom, the gate of the Zixiao Palace closed, and the sage Hongjun descended into the Zixiao Palace.

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