While thinking about it, Jiuhua suddenly jumped and looked up. Through the Nine Nether World, I saw the south of Xishan Mountain, in the direction of Mount Li. A figure shrouded by billions of light suddenly soared into the air.
And then, I was also watching the stars change on the two days in the sky.
It was just a vague look that the expression was neither surprised nor happy nor happy, and there was no trace of joy or anger.
"It's Nuwa!"
Jiuhua sighed in his heart. It is no wonder that these saints were also alarmed by such abnormal movements.
No matter how Hongjun calculates it, it is really too terrifying to be a saint in half a step.
If you become the Emperor of Heaven, then you will be the eighth saint under Hongjun in this world—
Seeing this, Houtu sneered and turned his head and said, "I know you have taken advantage of the opportunity of Yu Brother's breakthrough to achieve the Supreme Realm!"
When Jiuhua Sanren heard this, he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly. Although this move was a bit tricky, he was helpless. He had accumulated enough, but he was unwilling to kill three more corpses. He was stopped on this floor for tens of thousands of years.
progress.
With the help of Yue Yu's power, his foundation was not damaged, so he was naturally happy to take a ride.
"In other words, after today, can you not have to go into seclusion and practice?"
Seeing that Jiuhua had no objection, Houtu looked at Yunkong again with a cold and stern expression, "You have already owe him a lot of cause and effect to achieve enlightenment with your brother Yu. If you have time, you will practice 4,000 for him.
Wan Ming soldiers. Above this, the more the number, the better, and you will be at your own risk—”
Jiuhua looked slightly stunned, then he realized a little, bowed and bowed, which was considered as a response.
For that Ziwei Emperor, it is not difficult to take the position of Emperor Tian. Even if a few saints take action, they can only stop it for a while.
The difficult thing is how to suppress this prehistoric world after becoming emperor.
At this time, the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld were still not perfect. However, most of the gods under Houtu's command had gradually reincarnated and returned.
Forty million underworld soldiers are definitely not impossible.
But I couldn't help but feel a little association in my heart. The army controlled by His Majesty is probably over 100 million.
Houtu was still so cautious and cautious, afraid that a hundred years later, the war would be far beyond his imagination.
——At that time, was the pillar of heaven broken again or was it destroyed?
It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the beginning of the prehistoric world. I don’t know how many powerful powers have been accumulated, and I don’t know how many ancient beasts still exist.
But I wonder if this Majesty can suppress it?
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"Half-step saint?"
Almost in the same tone as Jiuhua Sanren. In the Yuxu Palace, Ci Hang suddenly stood up with a bright look with his eyes. He looked up at the top, and his expression was indifferent. He was the expressionless Yuanshi Tianzun.
The next moment, the burning eyes turned into extremely bitterness.
"——Is that magical power of Kaitian really powerful?"
Several disciples of the Ancestral Sect indoors were all silent. They were all stunned, not knowing what they were thinking.
The Yuanshi Tianzun above had a mysterious gaze, looking at the changing sky outside the hall.
"The Emperor of Heaven's Ding, and that man should have stood on behalf of the sky for decades. Before becoming a teacher, I really didn't expect that this son could break through the Hongjun Soul Lock in just twenty-four years!
I claim to be smart, but I miscalculate repeatedly in this Your Majesty—"
In the last sentence, apart from the self-blame, there was a hint of admiration.
However, Guangchengzi and others in the hall changed slightly, looked at each other with a slight uplift in their eyes.
Only Yun Zhongzi had a calm face and was content with leisurely feeling, as if the affairs in this palace had nothing to do with him.
But before a few people could persuade him, Yuanshi Tianzun had already shook his sleeves and said, "Will you lose your fighting spirit easily when you wait for your master? This time, although the chance of winning is slim, I will definitely give my strength to
For! I don’t want to stop him, I just try my best to delay it for a while. But Cihang and a few others could not delay it any longer—”
It seemed as if there was a premonition that the dozen Golden Immortal disciples in the hall all looked calm and slightly pale.
Yuanshi's gaze was already scanning downwards.
"—Cihang, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, I fear Liusun. You and the four of you will be under Yue Yu's command tomorrow! After today, it will be better than the Ancestral Sect--"
When Cihang and the other four people heard this, their bodies suddenly shook slightly, and their eyes were all filled with sad expressions.
A few breaths ago, I had some expectations. I heard this now, but I was still almost in a trance.
"This is my last order and I will not violate it! If you commit a murderous disaster, even if you follow that person, you will have a chance of survival. In this disaster, you should still be careful!"
He spoke sternly, and he did not tolerate Cihang and others, so he had room to refuse. Then Yuanshi looked at Yun Zhongzi with complex eyes.
"And Yun Zhongzi, after tomorrow, you can also go with the four of you! For tens of thousands of years, you have been wronged-"
Yun Zhongzi was originally a wandering place, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
When he came back to his senses, Yuanshi had already left without a trace again.
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Unlike the Yuxu Palace, the hidden and sad atmosphere is different. On the Hengshan Mountain in the Northern Mountain, there is a jubilant atmosphere in the Pure Land.
Almost all immortal cultivators, whether they understand the celestial phenomena or not, are looking carefully at the clouds and sky.
The shadow of the Nine Dragons in the sky for two days can be seen even by ordinary people.
Such a sign of heaven can be clearly understood without any deduction.
"There is no two days, and there is no two masters in the world! This is the Heavenly Emperor's tripod-"
"Your Majesty Ziwei has been ordered by heaven, so you can take over Haotian and enter the heavenly court!"
"Sure enough, Your Majesty is the Lord of this world! The Northern Imperial Court is prosperous-"
"Then Haotian has long lost his virtue, jealous of his talents, and has plotted against His Majesty several times. A few years ago, he even became the enemy of each other. How could such people be the Lord of Heaven and Earth?"
"But I don't know when your Majesty is going to attack the sky? I will stand on behalf of the sky?"
There was a lot of discussion in this palace. But there was only one person standing on the top of a pavilion wearing a fiery red Taoist robe. Looking at the sky from afar, it was the sun that was already dull and dull.
There is a sad and memorable look.
Behind him, there was another man in green robe who did not disturb him. He only sighed quietly, with endless emotion.
At almost the same time, in the dark world, Zhan Xue's eyes, his worries gradually faded away, and he sat back on her jade chariot.
His eyes were like dark fire, scanning the surroundings, millions of soldiers and generals. Only when a purple-gold beast was swept across it would his eyes narrow.
The whole body was shining with golden light and a majestic aura. The power of that demon was even ten times better than before.
"The Supreme Realm is really a good fortune-teller-"
At the corner of his lips, he raised a little coldly. In Zhan Xue's hand, a blood-colored halberd suddenly turned into more than one million feet and pointed to the north. In this world, the richest part of the black fog, the strongest aura of evil spirits. Zhan
The intention rises, the murderous thoughts are extremely powerful and uncontrollable.