The authentic Pan Gu in the prehistoric world

"It is precisely like this, Kunpeng Ru is a demon master, under one person and above ten thousand people. If you want to have an atmosphere, how can you lose your manners because of a seat, it is simply rude. "

Di Jun saw that Kunpeng had not moved for such a long time, not only swept Taiyi's face, but also did not put the leader of his demon clan in his eyes, and rebuked him in a rather angry tone.

If Kunpeng could hear what Di Jun was thinking, he would probably directly curse.

Last time, Taiyi led the army of the demon clan to conquer the North Nether, if it weren't for his strong strength and the advantage of the home field, he really might have been subdued like those demon gods.

The beams of both sides have already been knotted, how can they be polite.

"Emperor Jun Daoyou's words are exactly what I want, this seat is actually a true cultivator. This Kunpeng Daoist friend is just a person with fur and armor, a small flat-haired beast, who is qualified to sit on this honorable throne. Leave quickly, lest you lose your face and be laughed at by countless fellow practitioners in the temple! "

This time it was Di Jiang who spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he not only scolded Kunpeng, but also Dijun and Taiyi.

Especially the flat-haired beast, Dijiang emphasized the pronunciation. Di Jun and Taiyi who watched it itched their teeth with hatred.

If it weren't for Di Jun pulling, he would have rushed up to fight too early.

With Dijiang speaking, the rest of the Wu clan generally talked to each other, but Kunpeng did not say a word. It is even more secretly hatred, if he leaves the Zixiao Palace, he will kill Red Cloud.

Kunpeng saw Di Jiang and Zhurong waving their sleeves, and thought they were going to hit him. So he moved and hid to the side. Who knew that the two ancestral witches just shook him and scared him.

Seeing this, Di Jun waved his sleeve out of Di Jiang's robe. At this time, Kunpeng learned the lesson and did not move, but he did not want Kunpeng to dodge, and was waved by his sleeves, and he was immediately furious.

Pointing at Di Jun, he shouted: "Er and others deceive people too much, poor road sits here, what do you have to do with Ru?" "

I didn't expect to be quick for a while, and after roaring, I found that this was the Zixiao Palace. Shocked in his heart and a little regretful, he stood up and saluted the void and apologized to Hongjun.

And Hongyun was standing behind Kunpeng, and this Kunpeng saluted, his body retreated backwards, and stepped on Hongyun's feet.

are all Da Luo Golden Immortals, how can Hong Yun's feet be so easy to step on, Kunpeng is unstable and falls to the ground.

Seeing the opportunity, he quickly walked to Kunpeng, blocked him from sitting on the seat again, bent over, and his face was even more joyful.

"Kunpeng Daoyou gave way, and Jun Ti accepted it. I also asked Taoist friends to receive a gift from the poor way, and the demon master is really extraordinary, so that he can teach the poor way to admire! "

The would-be Daoist did not wait for Kunpeng's reaction, and immediately sat down and closed his eyes.

It is Tianyu who does not take the blame for it, and when it does not work, it suffers from it!

The quasi-mentioners felt a great opportunity on this futon from the beginning, but there were already people, and the cause and effect were even more difficult to know, so they couldn't bear it.

Now with the power of everyone, let Kunpeng take the initiative to come down, how could Zhun Ti miss this good opportunity.

Everyone is you look at me and I look at you, just saw the scene just now, a little stunned, I don't know how to describe my mood.

This quasi-Daoist was very different from his senior brother, and he had many common thoughts, and he didn't seem to have the wind bone of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal. Especially compared to his senior brother who received the Daoist, even more so.

After fighting for so long, it was finally obtained by the two people who were introduced and quasi-mentioned. But everyone didn't feel anything wrong.

After all, Hong Huang has to rely on strength to speak, and the seven futons are sitting on the seven mixed yuan golden immortals in the world today.

It's hard not to think that these seats are for these people, otherwise how could it be exactly seven futons.

Tai Yuan looked over from beginning to end, and was also a little stunned, I don't know how to describe it.

All the gods present saw that Kunpeng was about to give up and Junti, and this Kunpeng Daoist roared in the Zixiao Palace, and got up to make amends with Hongjun.

Who knows that he lost his honorable position because of this, and the strange thing in the world is nothing more than this, even Taiyuan took a while to slow down.

No chance is no chance, even if you fight again, it is useless. If there is an opportunity, there is no dispute, and when the opportunity comes, it cannot be postponed.

Exactly: the number of fortunes is destined to be difficult to complete, and how can people stop at all!

The number of days is destined, let you have immeasurable power, and in the end, it is inevitable to fail.

What's more, Kunpeng's cultivation is far from reaching the level of going against the sky, and ending up in such a field can only be said to be unpredictable, so there is nothing to do.

Seeing this, the rest of the things Taiyuan looked at and felt that it was not interesting.

I have a seat, everything else should be there, and there is no contention for what I don't.

Tai Yuan closed his eyes and continued to wander too empty, no longer paying attention to what was happening behind him, and quietly comprehended the avenue in the Purple Xiao Palace.

Cultivating here for a day, Tai Yuan felt that he had gained more than the thousands of years outside, and it was really inappropriate to choose to eat melons instead of enlightening here.

"If you have the opportunity, I must ask Hongjun, what is the Enlightened Mixed Element Saint in the world?" Tai Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

It must be known that Pangu opened the heavens and the earth, it was Hongmeng who opened the first calamity, and only then did the Mixed Yuan Saint appear.

Dao Xing reached the realm of mixed yuan golden immortals, and Taiyuan used Pangu Avenue and Hongmeng Purple Qi Avenue to communicate with Tai Ming Wuji Sheng Taiji, one is the beginning of the yuan, three is the life, five is the whole, seven is the prosperity, and the ninth is the extreme.

Is there only a maximum of nine saints in this world, which is also the biggest doubt in Tai Yuan's heart now.

Seeing that everyone had already allocated seats, Haotian and Yaochi suddenly appeared from the void and stood in front of the gods.

He shouted in his mouth: "The gods must not make noise, Teacher Hongjun has arrived!" After Haotian finished speaking, he turned his back to the gods and bowed to wait for Hongjun to appear.

The gods who were waiting for their heads were suddenly pulled by an inexplicable breath, and the boundless avenue was sinking.

The law of the avenue was revealed everywhere in the palace, and a figure in the void appeared. The countless great gods of the Purple Xiao Palace could not even know how this figure appeared, as if this person had been sitting in the void all along.

"I have seen the teacher, and I wish the teacher a long life!" All the great gods in the temple who came to hear the sermon saluted Hongjun in unison, singing and drinking in their mouths.

Hongjun couldn't see his face clearly, but he saw that it seemed to be void or nothing, like illusion and not illusion, dressed in a chaotic robe, neither a monk nor a demon, sitting cross-legged on the void in front of him.

Looking at the many listeners in the hall, and looking at the first seven people, his eyes swept over the seven people, even when he swept from Tai Yuan, he did not pause.

Hongjun is the manifestation of the avenue, Hongmeng opened up a number of heaven-robbing machines to appear, established the Zixiao Palace to spread the heaven and earth, and has the position of seven mixed yuan Da Luo Golden Immortals.

This is a fixed number, which cannot be countered by human beings.

Kunpeng just has a bad fate, even if there is no red cloud, he still can't get this position.

"Excuse me, in the future, the position of the futon will be sitting like today, and it cannot be changed!"

"Yes!" The gods performed the disciple salute and sat down again.

At this time, Hongjun said that he must not change the position of the futon, and he was talking about the seven futons in front, even the most stupid people knew that the seven futons in the first row had a great mystery.

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