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Chapter 33 Seeing Hongjun in Zixiao Palace

In the image manifested by Huang Yang, it is the Fairyland Fair.

There is nothing strange about it.

After a while, the picture in Huang Yang's vision began to shake.

Chi Ming and Yang Tian opened black cracks one after another, a pitch-black hole appeared in midair, and a giant hand full of black scales descended across infinite time and space.

The countless Taoist bombardments of the quasi-sages in the picture could not leave a mark on this giant hand.

A devastating disaster.

A will seems to come to reality through this recorded image, which was sensed by Queen Mother Xi and Yuanzi Zhen.

If it is really like in the image, if it is really going to be descended by this unknown strong man, it is impossible to break Chi Ming and Yang Tian like in the image.

The Queen Mother of the West stared at the video with a solemn face, and ordered Huang Yang:
"Canopy, turn off the image quickly. The other party can descend through this image..."

However, something seems to be wrong.

Even if Huang Yang loses his mana, the image remains the same.

Control is completely taken away.

Huang Yang couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

Is it possible that the other party can still hunt down the prehistoric people through this image?You must know that this is a prehistoric world, a prehistoric world where real powers gather!
"Off, it can't be turned off!" Huang Yang stuttered.

Did you release a monster yourself?

Huang Yang thought.

Seeing that the image became more and more solid, and when the giant hand in the image seemed to break through the limit of illusion and reality and descend through the barrier, Queen Mother Xi and Zhen Yuanzi looked at each other.

Even the quasi-sage can't touch the monster in the video, and the attack is definitely useless.

If you can't win, you can't be exiled?If you don't do anything else and exile this space, you don't believe that you can't cure this monster.

So the two drank loudly:

"Space Exile"

"Time Exile"

……

The two forces of exile were intertwined, and a brand new force immediately wrapped the image and disappeared without a trace.

"Kasowold Mosia empty it?" (Translation: There will be an existence that can use the power of time and space in this virtual world?)

Although he couldn't understand the language, Huang Yang somehow understood the meaning of this sentence.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi and Xi Wangmu's frightened faces, Huang Yang became a little curious about each other's cultivation.

For Zhen Yuanzi and Xi Wangmu's level of powerhouses, even a saint would not change their colors.

Even Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West would be terrified of what kind of cultivation it is.

"Senior, I don't know..."

Queen Mother Xi shook her hand immediately and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything."

Then he looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Brother Zhen Yuan, I'm afraid I'm going to Zixiao Palace to ask Teacher Hongjun to help, otherwise..."

The implication is that this problem is definitely not resolved.

The fusion of time exile and space exile is time and space exile, but it is not strangled. After the opponent gets rid of the two forces, they can definitely find their way back.

Depends on how long it takes.

Even the quasi-sage couldn't win, and the Queen Mother of the West didn't expect the saint to win at all.

To be honest, apart from energy and power, saints are not much stronger than quasi-sages like themselves.

"Take him with you, after all, it's his fault."

Before leaving, Zhen Yuanzi said.

"Then bring it on."

Queen Mother Xi regained her indifferent face, and spoke lightly.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi wave his sleeves, Huang Yang suddenly found himself trapped in a space.

The space barrier of the space is very strong, and Huang Yang feels that even if the quasi-sage wants to break through the space, it will take a lot of energy.

"By the way, do you want to wait for Haotian and others?"

"Don't wait, you and I don't know how long this power of exile can entangle the opponent, and it's useless to wait for them."

Queen Mother Xi had a disgusted tone.

"Really? It seems that Fellow Daoist is looking down on me and waiting?" A gloomy voice sounded from the seat on the right of Queen Mother Xi, but it was Styx waking up from his cultivation.

But as soon as he woke up, he heard Queen Mother Xi's disdainful tone, and couldn't help but feel his teeth itch.

Anyway, he is also a quasi-sage, and he is also a late-stage quasi-sage, who looks down on whom.

"..."

I really can't say it, and people wake up when they say it.

"Let's go."

Zhen Yuanzi removed the space barrier, and the whole person disappeared in place immediately.

The Queen Mother of the West and Styx then also crossed the space and left the heaven.

All the immortals below look at me and I look at you, with confused faces.

Is this gone?
What about us then?

Then everyone looked at Haotian, Chang'e, Guanyin and others who had woken up, their eyes were like wolves, and there was no faint light.

……

33 In the chaos outside the sky, the three headed towards the Zixiao Palace in their memory.

Every ray of chaotic air hit the defensive shield, causing the shield to tremble slightly.

Even if a quasi-sage's cultivation is not used, he can resist the erosion of chaos.

It's just that time doesn't last.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a simple and unsophisticated palace appeared in front of everyone.

The palace no longer has any Dao Yun, as if it is just an ordinary palace in the mortal world.

With a creak, the door swung open.

The boy who was not greeted stepped on the stone stairs of the palace and walked towards the palace step by step.

Compared with the grand scene of Zixiao Palace's three sermons at the beginning, Zixiao Palace is as deserted as a haunted house at the moment.

"What are you doing here?" Hong Jun appeared on the futon, looked at everyone indifferently and asked.There is no sound at all, and the heavenly way is spinning around behind him, as if it is a collection of thousands of laws of the great way.

"We have seen the teacher. The time has changed. The canopy, the disciple of Lao Tzu and Taoist brother, was set by a strong man from outside the region, intending to attack the prehistoric. We are not his opponent. Therefore, we came to ask the teacher for help..."

Zhen Yuanzi said respectfully.

With a wave of his sleeves, Huang Yang appeared in Zixiao Palace.

Huang Yang was originally studying the secrets of space in the Qiankun space in the sleeve refined by Zhen Yuanzi, but changed the scene in a blink of an eye.

When he came out, he saw an expressionless old man looking at him.

But this old man seems to have seen somewhere——

Taiqing Dachitian.

I have seen it in Taiqing Great Chitian.

Immediately, Huang Yang understood the identity of the old man, and he was the master of his master——Hongjun Daozu.

Huang Yang knelt down very quickly and said, "Disciple Tianpeng, I have met Master."

"Well. The things on your body..." Hongjun frowned slightly.

Stretching out his hand to fish it out, Hongjun pulled out a light cluster with countless tentacles from Huang Yang's body.

Countless reminders sounded in my ears.

[Message prompt: The system has suffered force majeure and is being separated from the host...]

[Message prompt: The system has suffered force majeure, the emergency plan is being activated, and the activation failed...]

[Message prompt: The system...]

During the whole process, Huang Yang felt as if his bones had been pulled out.

The system was pumped?
Huang Yang felt that he could sing a cool song for himself.

Although I was ready to leave the system, the problem is that I still have more than 8 experience points that I haven't used yet.

This is simply forcing the dog.

"Luck? Merit? Time? Space? And..."

Hongjun muttered to himself, constantly analyzing the system.

After a while, his eyes lit up.

"found it!"

A black three-petal flower imprint was found by Hong Jun.

Then, Hongjun fiddled with it for a long time, and the light ball tentacle system was refined by Hongjun into something that looked like a magic weapon.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yang could only look at Hongjun helplessly, wanting to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Tap the black three-petal flower mark with your fingertips, and a force of time and space flows, as if connecting somewhere.

A hand covered in black scales appeared again.

"Gudurumi Hula." (I'm back again.)
Although he could hear the voice, he couldn't see the master behind the hand.

Hongjun was not moved by this, and looked at the giant black scaled hand with a very cold expression.

"Since you're here, you don't have to leave!"

The giant hand, which even the quasi-sage could not leave any marks or scars, looked very crispy under the blow of Hongjun.

There was a sound of cracking bones, and a loud roar came.

"Kuvada." (Guardian?)

He wanted to take back his hand, but unexpectedly, Hongjun cut it off with a knife in his hand.

(End of this chapter)