“We surrender! It was all Dao Zu Hongjun who forced us to do it! ”

Under the threat of death, Jun Ti and Zhu Yi burst into drink together and sold Hongjun without hesitation.

After all, those old powerhouses of the ten thousand worlds are all on their necks, and if they don’t ask for mercy, they must be dead.

Even if Daozu immediately became angry and killed himself.

Isn’t that a few seconds more to live?

Quasi-lifting and receiving thoughts.

Hearing the roar of these two people, Li Qiye’s Nine Realms sentient beings broke the demon spear, and the momentum was not reduced, but the direction was still slightly off.

Passing between the two, he hit the open space of the main hall of the Zixiao Palace.

Masonry cracked and dust splattered.

Even if this is the dojo of a saint, it is not a saint figure after all.

It is difficult to resist the blow that this knight Overlord Nine Realms sentient beings have polished for many years.

Even through the middle gap between the junti and the lead, the passing edge still suffocated the two.

In the edge, there were all sentient beings manifesting, and trillions of living beings burst out in unison with killing intent, directly penetrating the defenses of Zhu Ying and Zhun Ti, cutting their cheeks.

The two of them were both glad in their hearts, fortunately they did not take this blow hard.

Otherwise, the serious injuries are the lightest.

Most likely, he explained it on the spot in front of Dao Zu.

Regardless of how the people of the Ten Thousand Realms dealt with themselves, Zhu Ying and Zhun Ti immediately turned around and looked at Dao Zu Hongjun, who was sitting on a high platform.

After all, this is the strongest person in the Flood Barren World, and he is also a saint in the Flood Barren World!

Under the saints, they are all ants.

Zhun Ti didn’t think that these people from the Ten Thousand Realms had a chance to win, they just wanted to save their lives now.

Then sneak back to the West, beat to death and not leave!

Gold nest silver nest, not as good as your own dog kennel.

At this time, they just wanted to go back and stay well, but now if they want to leave, they have to look at Hongjun’s face.

Dao Zu Hongjun looked at everyone outside the door expressionlessly, his eyes were faint, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

At this time, Hongjun was still deducing, wanting to find the non-existent behind-the-scenes mastermind.

He would never believe that someone would really turn against him because of justice.

As for these two anti-water obstacles, he already regarded them as dead people!

Heaven and earth, even if they escape from Hongjun, there is no place for them to survive.

…..

“Haha! These two goods really dare to do anything to survive! ”

East Kunlun, the Tongtian Sect Lord laughed directly when he saw the faces of Zhuan Ying and Zhun Ti.

There are many strong people in the Hong Wilderness, but there are these two goods for those who have no face and no skin.

“Hmph, I have lost our face of the flood, if I don’t die, I will kill it!”

Yuan Shi Tianzun loves face the most, and this time the matter is not only that Zhun Ti and Zhu Yi suffered losses and lost face.

More importantly, he lost face in front of the people of ten thousand worlds.

Hong Wilderness is humiliating, and the most part of the Hong Wilderness can’t be hung on Yuan Shi’s face.

He couldn’t wait to stand up on the spot, pack up and pick up the two goods.

But think that it is not to help Dao Zu Hongjun that old yin ratio attracted firepower, why bother?

That old Yin is quite miserable than the future to pit himself, although he won the battle, he still has to eat the Meteor Saint Pill.

What do you do for him?

Sanqing stayed in the cave mansion honestly and continued to watch the play, after all, Hongjun hadn’t started yet?

…..

West Kunlun, Yaochi Wonderland.

A group of female fairy Yingying Yanyan surrounded the West Queen Mother, and said with a look of disgust:

“This Western people are so shameless!”

“Once beaten is to flee, and if you are beaten again, you surrender!”

“It’s a shame on our face.”

The fairies chirped and said, but the Queen Mother of the West did not say a word.

She has long seen through the character of these Western two, and she does not care about anything for the sake of benefits, so it is reasonable not to face in order to survive.

On the contrary, he was very curious about what Dao Zu Hongjun was doing.

Are you still planning something?

Everyone else called the door, and Daozu was able to say a word.

Good city!

Queen Mother Xi sighed in her heart, if it were her, at least she would slap him away.

It is worthy of being the first old Yin Bi of the Flood Wilderness, and the average person in this scheming city government really can’t learn it.

……

Wuzhuang Guan, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hong Yun with a regretful face:

“Hey, I’m afraid you’re not going to eat one less ginseng fruit!”

Hong Yun didn’t speak, and he also had a sorry face.

This time, the strong people from the ten thousand worlds have already set off their hole cards, whether it is the eight styles of rebellion, or the six swords of the overlord, or the nine realms of sentient beings breaking the demon spear, I have to say that it is very amazing.

Even these pulls made their eyes brighten, and they felt the breadth and depth of their practice.

Even other worlds whose strength ceiling is not as good as the Flood Barren have such exquisite skills.

But these are used to deal with the two of them, and they are more than enough to poke.

But in the face of Hongjun Daozu, this saint of the Flood Desolate World is tickling.

It is not even a tickle, the saint can blow off these means in one breath.

What do they take to win?

In the Nether Blood Sea, the ancestor of the Styx River also had the same opinion.

“Oh, it’s still tender!”

He seemed to have seen the rich resentment of these strong people from the ten thousand worlds after their deaths, turning into the power of the Nether Blood Sea.

“Since the skill is not as good as people, then you can only die!”

The old ancestor of the Styx River said faintly, and the two swords of Yuan Tu and A Nose beside him trembled slightly, as if they were echoing.

In the entire Flood Barren World, all sentient beings were paying attention to the Zixiao Palace.

After the surrender of the two men and Junti, they were not able to leave and return to the West.

Sealed by the strong man of the Ten Thousand Realms, Xiu Wei knelt on the ground and began to submit the petition.

“Hongjun, you are an old yin better than death, breaking the Western spiritual vein does not give us benefits, I am your father!”

“You clams don’t sit on the top man, it’s not good for the waist, and the clams also have to move twice!”

The two were held against with knives and forced to greet Hongjun’s past and health.

Hongjun’s face was expressionless, but the bruises on his forehead had already burst out.

A group of ants have been insulting him for a long time, how can he not be angry as a saint?

Saints are not to be disgraced!

If it weren’t for the scruples of the Wanjie video, Hongjun would have already started.

Now his apprentice has not only surrendered and sold himself, but now he is also cursing himself against the water.

Hongjun was even more irritable in his heart, why did the West produce these two goods?

And what is this Wanjie video network doing?

Hongjun opened the website and wanted to go up to see what kind of moth had been made.

As soon as you log in, the first page is a live broadcast!

Ten thousand worlds set out to conquer Hongjun!

“Shaft!”

Hongjun knows that this website is a scourge, and there is absolutely no good thing!

As soon as he entered, Hongjun completely broke his defense.

Glaring angrily at the people of the Ten Thousand Worlds:

“Wait for the ants, dare to be presumptuous!”



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