The Green Heavenly Dao Lord of the Flood Barrens

Time flies, ten thousand years pass, and in the blink of an eye, it is the day when the Zixiao Palace will speak.

In the Purple Xiao Palace, countless supreme beings gathered, and the seemingly narrow Purple Xiao Palace was actually extremely large, and it was not the slightest effort to accommodate a large population.

Qingtian put a trace of his mind on Zhen Yuanzi and also entered the Zixiao Palace.

“Huh?” Qing Tian frowned, here, there is no so-called six futons with hidden chances, all futons are the same, there is no difference between high and low.

Sanqing, as Hongjun’s personal disciple, was already seated safely, all three of them had their eyes closed, Zhen Yuanzi was the first to come, and beside him, the famous good foundation friend Hongyun Daoist naturally arrived.

However, his old and good style is that Zhen Yuanzi also shakes his head, obviously Sanqing does not have the slightest look of greeting, he actually uses his hot face to stick to people’s cold ass.

Seeing this, Sanqing naturally closed his eyes, and after seeing Hong Yu and Zhen Yuanzi, they all nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Qing Tian shook his head and smiled when he saw this, the so-called arrogance of Pangu Authentic Sect? It’s really a loss of Pangu’s face357.

His heart moved, remembering that at the beginning, the Yuan Heavenly King who often fought with himself for countless chaotic years, and then looked at his three descendants, for a while, he actually felt extremely disappointed.

Immediately afterwards, the famous powerhouses in the later generations began to jump in.

Fuxi brothers and sisters, Taiyi brothers, Kunpeng, Panwang, Lei Ze, Eastern Prince and Western Queen Mother, etc., others, the four royals in the starry sky, the Styx and Lingmu Daoists who have been cultivating.

The generals of the Nine Ghosts Land, the representatives of the five major forces, all sent people, and after counting, most of the Da Luo Golden Immortals in the Flood Wilderness came.

At the same time, it can also be seen that Sanqing is still high and has never stood up in the face of anyone.

In addition, there are also people in the forbidden area of life.

Kong Xuan Dapeng of the Flying Bird Clan, Mo Ang, the representative figure among the second-generation disciples of the Golden Dragon Clan, Lintian, the prince of the Qilin Clan, and so on.

The most important thing is that the three generations of disciples of Qingyunxian Island, Lingmu, Styx, and Zhen Yuanzi all arrived, which no one expected.

“Huh?” At this time, the Qingtian Divine Consciousness hidden on Zhen Yuanzi’s body suddenly faintly felt that a different aura was coming, and he couldn’t help but look sideways.

The visitor was dressed in a noble beast robe, but his face was full of majesty, and he despised the overlord aura of the sky, and a momentum that belonged to the Immortal Emperor unconsciously burst out, which was secretly surprising.

What a supreme immortal emperor! What a domineering imperial breath!

Countless people looked sideways at this person, all of them had never seen such a supreme figure in the flood wasteland.

Emperor Jun, the Prince of the East, as well as Hao Tian, Qinghua and other emperor-level supreme powerhouses, looked at him with a vigilant face, after all, the momentum of dominating the world can not be concealed, Buddha, he is the representative of the emperor.

Lord of the innate Terran race, Emperor Tian!

When Qing Tian saw this person, he also sighed in his heart, the trace of Yuan God that was brought out of the hands of this figure back then has now developed to this step, the cultivation of Da Luo’s peak.

Huangtian never knew that he was separated from a trace of divine consciousness on Qingtian’s body, he thought that he was a pure Chinese person, and then his soul penetrated the flood waste, and even when he was just born, he imitated the heavenly swear that the way of heaven is above, and from then on there is only the drama of the Terran emperor.

Unfortunately, the sky was blue, a breeze blew through, accompanied by several black crows’ wails, there was no so-called tremor, and there was no legendary thunder calamity falling, which made him embarrassed.

But his action of swearing to the heavens was recorded by the innate human race, and finally, it was made into a statue and stood in the Shouyang Mountain,

The stronger the ability, the more arrogance he naturally has, and when he sees that the so-called great gods in the later life, Sanqing Nuwa and others, Xiu Wei (afad) are almost the same as him, or even a little lower than him, his whole person no longer has a trace of respect and excitement.

The same is the innate divine residence, his emperor is not weaker than a few people, why should he worship?

Moreover, Huangtian is not a person who will deliberately please others, otherwise he would not be able to become the emperor of the innate human race.

The only thing that surprised Huang Tian a little was naturally the reason for the split seats, the so-called six seats, something that did not exist at all.

Time is passing, many of the strongest are from the top part of the major forces, naturally there is no so-called fighting, they are all waiting with peace of mind.

At about the same time, on the main throne, Hongjun’s body quietly appeared and sat on the main throne.

Secretly, Qing Tian’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, Hongjun’s cultivation actually increased extremely fast, the peak of the middle stage of the Mixed Yuan Dao Lord, this speed, Qing Tian was surprised, if it were not for his half-step Supreme Peak cultivation, he probably wouldn’t have been able to find it, Hongjun improved so fast.

Seeing the appearance of Hongjun, many strong people all stood up and saluted at this moment, including everyone including Zhen Yuanzi Lingmu.

Hong Jun nodded expressionlessly, and then began his three-thousand-year preaching career.

A big word was read from Qingtian’s mouth from Hongjun’s mouth, and countless Dao Yun was embodied from him, and at this moment, Qingtian even understood Hongjun completely.

From the moment Hongjun preached, countless people immediately fell into the comprehension of everyone, even Lingmu and a few people, after listening to the sermon, they all benefited a lot.

Qing Tian secretly observed Hongjun, and he suddenly found that this Hongjun was really not simple.

In the chaos, in the Chaos Demon God who was as supreme as a cloud and as a Dao Lord as rain, he was able to survive with the cultivation of the Chaos Great Fall Golden Immortal.

Not only that, after Pangu’s heaven-opening body, he quickly seized the opportunity, gave up his hundreds of millions of years of physical body, plundered Pangu Qingqi, and swept away Pangu Banner and a small piece of Creation Jade Butterfly to cultivate the world.

When he came out again, his strength and ability were not much weaker than others, especially after being dismantled by Qingtian about his plan, he quickly calculated Luo Xiao and broke through the blockade of the Chaoyuan Realm with this amount of calamity.

Now, he opened the altar to preach, in this flood without heavenly ways but rules, the so-called unity of the way is simply impossible, and he must be brewing something big.

He knows Hongjun, he is by no means the so-called good person, even, he is more ruthless than anyone else, otherwise, he would not have the status he has today.

Therefore, when he opened the altar to preach, he must be planning something, which is why Qingtian followed Zhen Yuanzi here with a trace of heart.

But obviously, he was disappointed, at this time, Hongjun seemed to be like a selfless saint who preached the world, with all sentient beings in mind, and the avenue he read was very incisive, and even Qingtian nodded secretly. _

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