Patriarch Yin Yang and the others waited until they arrived at Hongjun.
Before they could ask questions, Wu Tian also came back, and he came back with Golden Rex.
Standing on the shoulders of the Golden Warriors, let them and the Eastern Powers look up to you.
Wu Tian didn't say what the outcome of the battle was, and neither did Hongjun.
Most likely, it's not worth mentioning to both parties.
In other words, the results were not obvious and no one was defeated.
After leaving the ancient world, the saint of heaven can let go of his hands and feet, but he can no longer use the power of the ancient world.
It can be said that they are each other's true strength.
Hongjun was not defeated, and Wu Tian was not victorious.
It’s a tie.
The golden warrior has just stepped into the blessed land of Maruo.
On the back foot, Panwang and God Killer came.
Wu Tian left the golden man's shoulder and turned around to greet him with a smile.
Seeing Wu Tian like this, King Pan finally breathed out.
So does god-killing.
After all, that is the saint of heaven.
Although the saint's coercion did not reach the west, they were not blind and saw all the scenes in the east.
It was shocking enough, and their hearts felt heavy.
After that, Wu Tian went to Zixiao Palace.
Out of their trust in Wu Tian, they chose not to move.
But at this time, King Pan still exploded: "How can you be so reckless?! Do you think Hongjun has ever been to our west?!"
When Wu Tian thought about it, it was true that Hongjun had never been to the West, either before or after he joined the Tao.
Really cautious, or rather cautious.
"Hehe, I made you worry."
In addition to apologizing, Wu Tian seemed to have nothing else to do.
King Pan snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Wu Tian nodded to the God Killer again and invited them inside.
King Pan strode in, followed by Wu Tian and God Killer.
His smile never faded and he didn't mind at all.
It wasn't until he reached the Cliff of Gods and Demons that King Pan's expression softened slightly. Of course, this was also the reason why Wu Tian took out the wine.
King Pan took the wine and snorted softly, saying, "Aren't you afraid that Hongjun will pin you down in Zixiao Palace?"
Wu Tian thought for a moment and said, "Unless he doesn't want Yujingshan anymore and doesn't want to preach."
Wu Tian took a sip of wine and added silently in his heart: "Actually, Hongjun is really capable."
If Hongjun risked everything, he could really do it!
Pressing on the entire east, he will not be able to escape.
"How about a battle in the outer world?"
King Pan asked.
Killing God also has bright eyes, obviously he cares more about this.
"Hongjun's strength is not inferior to mine."
Wu Tian said.
"What about you now?"
"Hunyuan combat power, probably..." Wu Tian raised his hand and said, "Da Luo Jinxian, tenth level."
King Pan's eyes were a little dull, his chin dropped a little, and he forgot all about the wine that was on his lips.
God Killer was also a little distracted.
He murmured: "The tenth level of Daluo Golden Immortal..."
That is to say, we have gone beyond the ancient world and reached the outer world. There is only the ninth heaven in the ancient world.
The tenth level of heaven is already the outer heaven.
"So Hongjun is also in the tenth level of heaven?" Pan Wang came back to his senses and asked.
Wu Tian nodded, "It should be slightly higher."
King Pan took a sip of wine.
Killing God also took a sip of wine silently.
What they feel now is actually the same as the ancestors of Qiankun and Yin Yang.
This gap only causes loss and bitterness.
Therefore, when King Pan poured his favorite wine into his mouth, it was full of bitterness.
The old man's eyes were dull and he was a little lost.
Killing God also lowered his head and just drank silently, looking very downcast.
Wu Tian didn't know how to persuade them, so he could only drink with them.
"Would you like to listen to the sermon? Hongjun will give it again in a thousand years."
King Pan and God Killer all shook their heads, "No!"
"It's useless." Godkiller added.
Let’s not forget that Tao and demon are not mutually exclusive.
The great ways of our ancestors have become deeply ingrained.
Unless they want to change their ways, it will be useless even if Hongjun preaches to them alone.
Don’t you see, the Fourth Patriarch of the East is not like that.
Their heels seemed to have reached a limit when they reached the eighth heaven.
So is the avenue.
Potential exhausted, future hopeless.
This is the most desperate.
That's why they are so miserable.
Otherwise, there would be a pioneer like Wu Tian right in front of us.
Why should they sacrifice the near for the far.
They haven't even reached the ninth heaven.
Not to mention the tenth heaven.
In fact, they have not even reached the middle stage of the eighth heaven.
Difficult to move!
Therefore, their greatest calamity has arrived.
The great tribulation cannot be advanced!
It will torture them all the time and wear away their Taoist heart.
In the ancestor's time, no one expected that it would decline in this form.
"Wait, wait and see..." Wu Tian said.
"That's all." King Pan smiled bitterly.
Maybe there is still a chance, but not in the wilderness, but in the outer world.
Wu Tian raised his eyes and glanced at Tianwai.
But he didn't say this, because it was too dangerous to go that far.
…
In a daze for a thousand years.
In Zixiao Palace, the bell rang again.
Wu Tian took Xiaobai to listen to the sermon and called Long Li again.
This second lecture covers another three thousand years.
Wu Tian left Zixiao Palace and went to Tiannan.
However, the ancestors of Qiankun, Yin and Yang, and the ancestors of Confusion did not dare to leave Yujing Mountain.
The White Tiger Ancestor King was still bold, but Wu Tian didn't look at him twice.
