Twenty-five thousand years have passed leisurely as the winds and clouds have changed.
The Wei Wu Dynasty has been inherited for 30,000 years and finally ushered in the dusk.
The heroes fell from all directions and quickly fell apart.
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Laodeng has been fighting wits and courage with the way of heaven for tens of thousands of years.
Neither side got a bargain.
This also leads to the fact that there is no gap in the way of heaven, the way of heaven has not been restored, and it is still in a state of seclusion and the secret of heaven is not revealed.
And the evil energy between heaven and earth began to rise suddenly.
This time, the calamity energy surged and swept across the three prehistoric realms.
It no longer just refers to Kyushu.
Countless creatures in the ancient world showed horror on their faces and fear in their hearts, "This time... it's not a time of great war!"
"But...but the real calamity is coming!"
On the eve of the storm, dark clouds gathered and the wind howled.
Countless new generations of creatures stand on the top of the mountain, holding swords with great pride. "Today, I will ride on the wind and swing my sword across thirty thousand miles!"
"Measuring the calamity is also an opportunity for me, Ye Liangchen, to stand out!"
"I, Zhao Ritian, don't accept it!"
The older generation of monks hurriedly announced the retreat, shaking their heads, "A bunch of inexperienced children!"
"Do you really think measuring tribulation is a joke?"
"How dangerous it is to confer a tribulation upon the gods? When Daluo Jinxian enters the tribulation, he is just cannon fodder. A strong quasi-sage will fall as soon as he says he will fall..."
"Even the saints personally went to the battlefield and started fighting. The sky collapsed, the rivers and seas reversed, all souls shed blood, and the great wilderness was shattered..."
"Alas, calamity has already begun. I wonder how dangerous it will be this time?"
"From today onwards, the disciples of our sect are not allowed to walk around the three realms at will. Anyone who violates this rule will be expelled from the sect!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three simple Taoist rhymes roared throughout the wilderness.
All powerful people above the quasi-sage level have received edicts from the Zixiao Palace.
Discussion in Zixiao Palace.
If you are a quasi-sage or above, you may go or not when you receive an invitation.
But the saint must go.
Going to Zixiao Palace to discuss matters is a status symbol. The chess game is about to begin, so plan ahead.
In the past, only the Six Saints went to Zixiao Palace to discuss matters.
But this time, colorful rays of light rose across the vast world.
Fight, why not fight?
Times have changed dramatically.
The six prehistoric saints still want to control the world? Impossible, absolutely impossible!
A long river of blood cuts through the three realms of prehistoric times.
A stream of light flew out of Wanshou Mountain.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun!"
Kunpeng transformed into a peng, spread its wings and flew high, and the overwhelming pressure of the sub-sage peak swept across the wilderness, "Are you powerful, brother Kun?"
From Shiwanda Mountain, two golden crows flew out, it was Taiyi and Lu Ya.
The ancient land was trembling and the mountains were shaking. Di Jiang led the ancestral witches and rushed towards the Zixiao Palace.
The immortal volcano of the Southern Ming Dynasty shines in the sky, and the peacocks fly high in five colors.
In the depths of the four seas, waves rolled up, and the ancestor of Zhulong took Huanglong to Zixiao Palace.
This time, the Zixiao Palace meeting was unprecedentedly large and lively.
Haotian is definitely a competent gatekeeper, guarding the gate of Zixiao Palace.
Styx said with a smile on his face, "Male Leopard."
"I have met the ancestor of Styx."
"I've met Ancestor Zhulong."
"Oh, Male Leopard, if you have nothing to do, go and sit in the East China Sea."
"Definitely next time."
"Brother Huang Long, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have become the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan?"
Huang Long chuckled, "Lucky, lucky, all thanks to the blessings of my dragon clan."
"Gong Bao." Zhen Yuanzi greeted.
"Brother Zhenyuan."
Di Jiang saw Gong Bao from a distance, "Brother-in-law..."
He quickly changed his words and said: "Male leopard."
Kong Xuan walked to Shen Gongbao's side and said with some fear: "Next year, come to the Nanming Immortal Volcano and have wine."
"Little Phoenix is about to be born."
"Xiao Huang? Congratulations."
Kong Xuan was even more frightened when he heard Shen Gongbao's congratulations.
How could Kong Xuan not know the hobbies of Shen Gongbao?
But Chanyu had to invite her, there was no other way.
Who made Shen Gongbao the owner of Jiuzhou Medical Museum?
When Shen Gongbao heard that Xiao Huang was about to be born, he became even more enthusiastic, "Brother Kong Xuan, you see we have known each other for such a long time. Have you finished drinking the tea? As long as you open the golden mouth, brother, I will ask the dragon bearded tiger to send some Thousand cakes.”
Kong Xuan was shocked, "When did Stingy Leopard become so generous?"
"It's easy to say, I'll give it away."
Shen Gongbao opened his mouth and added: "Quan should be treated as a betrothal gift."
In the phoenix clan, phoenixes are usually female, and what Kong Xuan wants to give birth to is a daughter.
Some phoenixes are called phoenixes, which especially refers to their nobility.
"Bah! Bah!"
"I know damn well that this guy Shen Gongbao has no good intentions and is so disrespectful!"
"How dare you open your teeth? My daughter hasn't been born yet, Shen Gongbao?"
"Brother Kong Xuan misunderstood, does the First Emperor know about it? He unified the nine states and became the supreme Taoist of the land...his legitimate son, but he has not yet had a Taoist companion."
"Brother, when I go to bed at night, I don't feel at ease."
"We'll discuss it next time!" Kong Xuan snorted coldly.
I’ll discuss it next time, but I just didn’t refuse.
If it were Shen Gongbao, Kong Xuan would definitely go berserk, but it would be different if it were Shi Huangzheng.
The First Emperor of Kyushu, possesses the Human Emperor Dao Fruit, is of the bloodline of the Supreme Empress Tu Empress of the Netherworld Tunnel, and is the prince of the underworld. His identity is quite reasonable.
Shen Gongbao secretly glanced at Di Jiang.
Di Jiang immediately nodded understandingly, "Since the male leopard and the girl have not yet conceived a bloodline, then the same is true for the eldest nephew?"
"Brother Kong! I believe that my Taoist friend is the famous Feng clan leader, Kong Xuan! I've heard of his name for a long time."
Kong Xuan was born at the end of Longhan Liangjie, and was older than Di Jiang. This call of brother Kong was not inconsistent with harmony.
"I've met Taoist friends."
As the leader of the Wu Clan, Di Jiang was given full face by Kong Xuan.
"I met Brother Kong and we felt like old friends at first sight. Let's talk about my in-laws?"
Zixiao Palace is very lively.
The purple energy comes thirty thousand miles from the east, and the three pure spirits come to the Zixiao Palace.
"We have seen the saint."
Then, everyone talked about their own affairs.
Nuwa came to Zixiao Palace and glanced at Shen Gongbao from a distance, her beautiful eyes returned to normal.
Finally, Jie Ying and Zhunti came by climbing on the clouds, the same excuse that has not changed for hundreds of millions of years, "Oh, the West is bitter and poor, and the journey is too long. My two brothers and sisters climbed on the clouds and wasted a little time."
Don't be surprised.
This time, Shen Gongbao participated in the discussion as the Western Huanxi Bao Buddha.
Leader Tongtian, Ming He, Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jiang, etc. have long understood Baobao's position of being in the west and having a heart in the east, and they tried their best to cooperate in the acting.
Not long after.
In the main hall of Zixiao Palace, an old Taoist walked out.
He was dressed in cloth and his face was cold and expressionless.
Heavenly Dao Hongjun.
"The meeting in Zixiao Palace begins."
"The next calamity is called Journey to the West."
"The West will prosper!"
When Jie Yin and Zhunti heard what Tiandao Hongjun said, they were moved to tears, and the corners of their mouths trembled, "The West will be prosperous! Da Xing!"
"Finally... finally the opportunity for Daxing came!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo more!...
Taiqing Laozi's face remained calm. Long before the end of the Conferred Gods, the Taoist ancestors had promised the great prosperity of the West. This was the general trend.
Yuanshi Tianzun looked gloomy and snorted coldly.
The leader of Tongtian Cult looked calm, "The great prosperity of the West is all caused by Taiqing and Yuqing who lured wolves into the house!"
Hongjun paused for a moment and continued: "With the great prosperity of the West, there will be ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties. Let's discuss how to arrange the eighty-one difficulties."
The smiles on Jie Yin and Zhunti's faces suddenly stopped, "Wucao...Eighty-one is difficult?"
"It hurts, it hurts so much!"
