At this time, Hongjun has not arrived yet, or has not appeared yet.
Originally the door was about to close, but Wu Tian opened it halfway.
Wu Tian came in from the main gate, and the main road went straight. The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace separated in the middle and made way for them. There was no one who was ignorant.
Wu Tian smiled and kept walking among familiar people.
People he knew were in the front row.
But at this time, they all seemed a little reserved and embarrassed.
After all, no one knew he was coming.
And he is a demon, the biggest demon in the west, who is opposed to Hongjun.
The Tao and the demonic forces are not at odds with each other for a long time.
It goes back to prehistory before the way of heaven came into being.
Yes, there is no record of the prehistoric times before the way of heaven came out.
It can only be described as "long-lasting".
And the memories of the old guys.
But it’s too long, and it’s inevitable to be biased!
Therefore, it is not enough evidence and is distorted.
Changxi called out to her brother in a low voice, yes, she is here too.
Standing next to Di Jun.
In the second row.
Wu Tian stopped and looked over. Chang Xi lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
Wu Tian responded, but glanced at Di Jun.
Di Jun's skin tightened for a moment, and a faint pain came over him.
That was a memory from deep inside his flesh. Although it was a long time ago, it was still there!
Or unforgettable.
vivid memory!
"Daojun!"
"Daojun!"
All the big guys bowed their heads and said hello.
Wu Tian also smiled and nodded to them one by one.
It seemed that he was just here to attend the event, and he was very popular.
All this fell into Hongjun's eyes, or in other words, he had been watching with cold eyes since Wu Tian appeared in Yujing Mountain.
Or rather look at it!
I want to see the depth.
Hongjun frowned and kept staring at Wu Tian, watching his every move.
Wu Tian raised his head and glanced at him with a smile.
It seemed casual, but Hongjun knew that he was looking at him.
Wu Tian's eyes fell back and fell on Ming He.
Styx stood on his back for a moment, as if he was being targeted by a natural enemy.
Wu Tian opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I seem to have left something with you, right?"
The corners of Styx's mouth tightened and he remained silent.
Wu Tian chuckled softly, and looked at Zhen Yuanzi again. Zhen Yuanzi was so blessed that he took out the book from the ground and gave Wu Tian the Yuan Shen mark as a gift.
Out of caution, he never re-refined the Book of Earth.
So Wu Tian’s soul mark is always there.
Wu Tian took it back, but Queen Mother Xi's expression tightened and she clenched her hands.
The corners of Styx's mouth tightened even more.
Because he and the Queen Mother of the West made the same choice. They would never stop doing one thing or the other, and they would be wiped out.
He even went a step further and made his thoughts clearer.
As for what he did, he knew it in his heart.
Styx was sweating on his forehead.
Zhunti pulled Jie Yin's sleeves, and Jie Yin quickly took out the green lotus colored flag and presented Wu Tian with the mark of Yuan Shen.
Wu Tian stopped and stepped forward. Then he kicked away the futon in the front row and walked through the middle.
Sanqing, Nuwa, Hongyun Kunpeng were all speechless.
Wu Tian clicked his tongue, there were exactly six futons.
But there are four futons on the left and right.
Sitting on it are the Yin-Yang ancestors, the Qiankun ancestors, the White Tiger ancestors and the upside-down ancestors.
They looked at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses, as if they didn't see him coming.
Wu Tian sneered, stepped forward, and went straight to the high platform.
That's where Hongjun will sit.
There was great resistance, but they separated in front of Wu Tian.
In other words, he was divided by Wu Tian
open.
Hongjun appeared and stood in the main seat.
He looked at Wu Tian extremely calmly.
Today he is no longer afraid of Wu Tian.
In other words, I have never been afraid, I am just afraid!
Wu Tian also looked at him, with a faint smile on his face.
Zixiao Palace was completely silent for a moment.
In other words, it had been silent for a long time, but now, it seemed that even breathing and heartbeat had stopped.
They all watched without blinking.
Moods vary.
Hongjun stood on the high platform, while Wu Tian had already stepped onto the high platform with one foot.
As the two of them clashed, time seemed to have stopped, only between the two of them.
No waves or waves.
But it is the Hunyuan Avenue, fighting against the Saint Avenue.
Wu Tian is already infinitely close to Hunyuan.
Therefore, the power of a saint cannot be added to others.
If we say that the power of a saint is infinite, endless, and immeasurable!
Wu Tian, on the other hand, is in chaos and is powerless!
Dao, law, cause and effect cannot be applied to oneself.
So Hunyuan is not in force, but in circle!
So Hunyuan is also Hunyuan, perfect circle.
Wu Tian raised his other foot, and then stepped onto the high platform extremely slowly in the eyes of everyone.
Standing together with Hongjun.
Like the two poles of the sky!
Everyone was shocked.
Hongjun, however, is already a saint.
How powerful he is is deeply felt by all sentient beings in the East.
It is not an exaggeration to say that one man can overwhelm the East.
It's not Wu Tian's kind of pressure, but real pressure.
Everyone felt it, including the ancestors of Yin and Yang, the ancestors of Qian and Kun, and those ants.
All felt it.
The pressure of the saint.
But at this time, Wu Tian was standing at the same height as Hongjun, the saint of heaven.
They couldn't help but be horrified!
In other words, there was a huge wave in my heart.
What state is he in? ! !
This is the cry of almost everyone in Zixiao Palace.
The ancestors of Yin and Yang, the ancestors of Qiankun, the ancestors of Upside Down, and the white tiger ancestors were all unable to sit still.
It was as if there was needle felt sitting under my butt.
They all stood up silently.
In fact, they should get up when Hongjun comes.
But because Hongjun came so suddenly, what happened next.
They maintained their identity and did not get up from sitting.
This is also an embarrassment.
The embarrassment of status.
Compared with Hongjun, they are fundamentally different.
And in front of Zixiao's three thousand guests, they were seniors.
Therefore, it is inevitable to lose ground.
Of course, it was still because Wu Tian's sudden arrival disrupted the order and disrupted their progress and retreat.
"What are you doing here, fellow Taoist?"
Hongjun finally spoke, but still stared at Wu Tian.
"Listen." The smile on Wu Tian's face did not change.
Hongjun stared at him with an incomprehensible expression and said nothing.
The three thousand guests all looked speechless.
"Isn't it welcome?" Wu Tian raised his eyebrows.
Hongjun still looked at him quietly.
Then he said, "Please sit down."
Wu Tian smiled, stretched out his hand to pull the black and yellow futon behind Hongjun's butt, and sat on it.
The corner of Hongjun's mouth twitched, and another black and yellow futon appeared behind him.
This black and yellow futon was of course given by Heaven, and it is now worthless to Hongjun.
In fact, it is not worth anything here in Wu Tian.
The two sat down side by side.
High and above.
Hongjun began to preach.
Wu Tian yawned.
Everyone below saluted, and Wu Tian's part was inevitable.
The most aggrieved ones are the ancestors of Yin and Yang, ancestors of Qian and Kun, and the others.
Hongjun's first lecture is from bottom to top, which is more systematic and basic.
Even if it is a low-level foundation, it starts with Daluo Jinxian.
So everyone here understands and accepts it well.
Wu Tianze felt bored and a little sleepy.
However, stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, and occasionally they have merit.
So Hongjun’s lecture lasted for three thousand years, and Wu Tian also listened to it for three thousand years.
After hearing the end, he admired the old man quite a lot.
Not to mention anything else, just these three thousand years are very unimaginable.
"Go back and understand it carefully, and we will talk about it a thousand years later."
After leaving these words, Hongjun disappeared.
This is the feeling that I don’t want to be with Wu Tian for a moment.
"Finished?"
Wu Tian's voice was particularly discordant in Zixiao Palace.
But the one he knew still nodded to him.
There are Kunpeng and Hongyun here.
Wu Tian stretched out. He had been sitting here for three thousand years.
Then he stood up and glanced at the black and yellow futon behind his butt.
In the end, I didn’t take it.
He stepped off the high platform, and then walked towards the ancestor of Qiankun.
Ancestor Qiankun tensed up for a moment.
Wu Tian stretched out his hand: "Bring it here."
"What?" Qiankun Patriarch asked.
"The Qiankun Cauldron."
Ancestor Qiankun was furious, but he gritted his teeth extremely suppressedly and said, "Don't even think about it!"
Wu Tian breathed out from his nostrils, snorted softly, and said with great disdain: "Are you serious?"
Ancestor Qiankun clenched his fists, veins popped out on his forehead, but he made no sound.
Ancestor Yin Yang, Ancestor Inversion, and Ancestor White Tiger are all distant and distant, but they all vaguely side with Ancestor Qiankun.
In fact, they all bite the bullet.
Especially the White Tiger Ancestor King.
At this time, in Zixiao Palace, you can leave as much as you can, and slip away as much as you can.
Among them, Styx and Queen Mother of the West were the fastest.
With a sigh, Hongjun appeared again.
He stood in front of Ancestor Qiankun and blocked Wu Tian.
Hongjun said: "Fellow Taoist Qiankun is my guest."
"Am I not?" Wu Tian asked with a half-smile.
Hongjun didn't answer.
In fact, his performance has been very obvious.
"Went to the outer world to do something!"
"good!"
Wu Tian and Hongjun went to Tianwai first and then one after another.
In Zixiao Palace, everyone dispersed.
Only the ancestors of Qiankun, Yin and Yang, and Upside Down remained.
In fact, they also want to go to the outer world, and they have the Four Swords of Killing Immortals in their hands.
Moreover, they have been comprehending the Immortal Killing Sword Formation for no less than 30,000 years.
If Hongjun's current Heavenly Saint realm was to set up the Immortal Killing Sword Formation with them, in the past, they believed that they would definitely be able to kill Wu Tian, but now, they are not so sure.
Because Wu Tian had already defeated the Great Desolation and Hongjun 30,000 years ago, and had been invincible in Yu Nei for many years.
And he has been in seclusion for 33,000 years after he joined the Tao.
His current state was beyond their ability to estimate.
This is after knowing the secret of Yuanshen Hedao.
Otherwise, they would not be qualified to compete with Wu Tian at all.
Hongjun told them that if Wu Tianhe goes to the west, he will not be able to come to the east again.
But now, he is here, and his level seems not to be lower than Hongjun!
This broke their cognition and their hearts.
They all became a little uneasy.
Qiankun Patriarch’s response to Wu Tian
Don't even think about that sound, it's actually just a fierce look but a soft heart.
He was feeling guilty.
Except Hongjun, who can be worthy of it?
Maybe Tianwai will also add a Yang Mei!
They who were on the eighth level were no longer able to face Wu Tian.
In fact, they were already unable to face Wu Tian.
He just gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
So they were very disappointed, just as disappointed as the ancestors of the Twist.
As they walked, they fell behind.
This is actually no different from those who died violently.
Actually worse.
Only they know the misery involved.
once Upon a time? Do they, the ancestors, need to be humble?
