I am an innate human race, and I built my own chat group at the beginning

In the Kunlun Mountains, Sanqing's figure flew towards the sky.

The saints preached, and it was impossible for them to be absent.

From their inherited memory, they know how terrifying the strength of such a strong man at the same level as Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is.

In the North Sea, the Kunpeng spread its wings and rose into the sky, turning into a great roc soaring to the sky.

In the sea of ​​blood, Ming He turned into a blood shadow and headed straight for the chaotic sky holding Yuantu and A Bi.

At the foot of the mountain, Fuxi headed towards Zixiao Palace alone.

In the 33 days of heaven, Dijun and Taiyi led the ten demon gods to dispatch together, heading straight for the starry sky.

In addition to them, there are also innate demon gods from the Daluo Jinxian Realm heading towards Zixiao Palace...

In the chaotic sky, outside the Zixiao Palace, the figure of Sanqing appeared first.

Tongtian looked at the Zixiao Palace with its gates closed, with a displeased expression on his face, he couldn't help saying.

"Both brothers, it seems that our Sanqing is the first to arrive."

"It's a pity that the gate of Zixiao Palace is not open, we came so early for nothing!"

"Yes, brother!"

Yuan Shi's expression was also a little gloomy, and he agreed.

"If I knew this earlier, I would come back later."

Hearing the complaints of the two, the ancestor frowned and wanted to reprimand.

Are you making yourself uncomfortable by saying this outside the saint's ashram?

"boom!"

But before I could speak, the gate of Zixiao Palace burst open.

"Three friends, please come in, just enter and wait!"

It was Haotian who came out to greet him, and Xiao Zhengtai's face was full of embarrassment.

Oops, I heard news that I shouldn't have heard, and I wonder if I will be silenced by these three guys?

Tongtian: "..."

Yuanshi: "..."

Lao Tzu: "Look, it's still useful to come early!"

After finishing speaking, Lao Tzu walked towards Zixiao Palace Shi Shiran.

Seeing this, Tongtian and Yuanshi hurriedly followed.

After entering the Zixiao Palace, there is a platform with a size of a million miles, with nine divine pillars reaching the sky on each side.

Other than that, everything else is endless void.

There are six purple futons in front of the platform, which makes people feel the beauty at a glance.

Seeing this, Sanqing occupied three of the futons without hesitation.

As for the [-] white futons that followed, the three of them didn't even look at them.

......

Fuxi came after him, and Nuwa didn't intend to come to listen to the sermon because of Ye Tian.

Even Fuxi couldn't find Nuwa's figure, so he had no choice but to come by himself.

After greeting Sanqing, he sat down on the fourth futon.

Shortly after Fuxi, three more people came at the same time.

It was Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, the good friends, and the rest was Beihai Kunpeng.

Seeing the remaining two futons, the three people's eyes lit up, and they all understood that there was a great opportunity in it.

The next moment, he ran directly towards the futon, and finally, with the help of Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun sat on the fifth futon, and because of this, he missed the opportunity, and the sixth futon was snatched by Kunpeng.

After sitting on the futon, Kunpeng's expression softened, and he smiled provocatively at Zhen Yuanzi.

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, I've accepted it!"

The smug look in Kunpeng's eyes couldn't be concealed.

Hong Yun's heart tightened, and he said to Zhen Yuanzi: "Brother Dao, why don't you sit on my futon!"

"No need!"

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Kunpeng expressionlessly, and took this matter to heart.

Then he smiled and shook his head at Hong Yun.

"Just listen to the sermon, any futon is the same!"

With that said, Zhen Yuanzi sat down on the white futon behind Hong Yun.

In the following time, other innate demon gods arrived one after another.

For the six futons at the front, all creatures are naturally jealous.

It's all because there are already people sitting there, and no one dares to be presumptuous in the saint's dojo, not even brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi.

In the end, he had to obediently sit down on the white futon behind him.

......

When there were only two futons left, two figures, one fat and one thin, entered Zixiao Palace, and then the gate of Zixiao Palace closed with a bang.

Zhunti and Jieyin looked at the remaining two white futons, then at the purple futon in front of them, and they exchanged glances.

Wouldn't this be a good opportunity to test Saint Hongjun?

The two immediately ignored the two white futons and walked straight to the front of the platform.

Zhunti immediately cried out, "Brother..."

"Pity the two of us, who came from the barren western soil."

"In vain attempt to hear about the Dao of the Sage, in order to educate all living beings in the Western Lands!"

"However, the West Land is so far away that it's too late to get close to the saint."

"I...I have no face to face all beings in the Western Lands..."

"It's better to crash and die directly in this Zixiao Palace!"

With that said, Zhunti was about to hit the divine pillar in the distance.

Seeing this, Jie Yin hurriedly stopped him, and said sadly.

"Junior Brother! Why are you here?"

"If you go, you will have no face to face the creatures of the Western Lands!"

"Don't I want to accompany you to crash and die here together!"

Saying so, Jiezhi looked at the six people in front of him...  

"If there is any fellow Taoist who is willing to give way to me, it will be much better!"

"..."

Seeing the poor acting skills of the two, many innate demon gods felt disdainful in their hearts.

If someone really gave way, wouldn't he be a big fool!

.......

What they don't know is that in the depths of Zixiao Palace at this moment, Hongjun's face is full of bad luck.

Watching the performance of the two, Hongjun felt helpless in his heart.

"Hey, I still have to pay back the karma I owed back then!"

"Sanqing is a descendant of Pangu, and he is the successor of great fortune. There must be no mistakes!"

"Fuxi..."

"Huh? Shouldn't it be Nuwa?"

"What the hell is going on here!"

Hongjun's face changed again, he didn't care about the arrival of the gods just now, it was the farce of the two Zhunti that caught his attention.

From this point of view, the problem is even bigger.

As the creator of the protagonist in the future, the figure of Nuwa has disappeared. How can I follow the path of heaven?

I suspect Tiandao that you are embarrassing me, Hongjun, and the evidence is in Zixiao Palace!

But at this moment, Hongjun obviously can't go to Nuwa any more, and let Fuxi take her place for the time being.

"The only ones left are Hongyun and Kunpeng!"

"If Kunpeng gives way, there will only be one seat, and it may not be able to shake Hongyun."

"After all, he has a helper, Zhen Yuanzi..."

Hongjun was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned cold.

"This is the breath of raising eyebrows, is it related to that bastard?"

As he said that, Hongjun's anger soared rapidly.

"It's you, who made you have something to do with Yangmei!"

As he spoke, Hongjun pointed, and a ray of divine light entered Hongyun's body.

.......

On the fifth futon, Hong Yun almost burst out laughing at the performance of Zhunti and Zhunti.

With this acting skill, only a fool would believe it!

But before he was happy enough, a ray of light entered into his primordial spirit and directly imprisoned his primordial spirit.

In the next moment, Hong Yun could only watch his body helplessly, like a puppet on a string.

"Wait a minute, fellow daoist, Hong Yun is willing to give up the futon to fellow daoist!"

Hong Yun felt great hatred in his heart, did he want to make himself such a fool?

Unfortunately, under the power of the saint, Hongyun has no room to resist.

I can only look at it like this.

"Really? Then thank you fellow daoist!"

Zhunti was overjoyed and sat directly on Hongyun's futon.

When Zhunti sat on her futon, Hong Yun felt a chill in her heart, it was too late to say anything now.

After sitting down, Zhunti understood that the sage Hongjun really owed Xitu karma.

Immediately, Zhunti's heart skipped a beat, he was not satisfied with this futon.

After all, this unique futon is a great opportunity no matter how you look at it, of course, the more the better.

He immediately shouted at Kunpeng.

"You guys with fur and horns, how can you have the right to sit with me!"

Hearing this, Yuanshi's heart twitched, comrade!

Immediately he also echoed: "Yes, what qualifications do you have, why don't you retreat quickly!"

Kunpeng was taken aback.

Does this really bother you?

Before he could say anything, he was suddenly pushed off the futon by a huge force, and the guide hurriedly sat down upon seeing this.

At the same time, he did not forget to say to Kunpeng: "Thank you!"

"Daoist Gao Yi!"