Honghuang: This Hongjun can deal with it, if he has the blame, he will really bear it

awkward.

awkward.

A screen full of embarrassment.

The entire Zixiao Palace was shrouded in an awkward atmosphere.

Zhunti and Jieyin blushed like apples, and their necks wished they had dropped to the ground.

They could no longer hold their heads up.

They really have no room for excuse.

After all, the performance of the two when listening to the lecture, not to mention the Nuwa of the Sanqing, even among the current coalition forces, there are many people from the world at that time.

Therefore, it is impossible for them to lie!
"It's me. My two brothers really thought as they did in the picture."

"The two of us went to Hongjun not to listen to the lecture, but to settle accounts with Hongjun."

Now that things have happened, the Second Saint of the West has no choice but to bite the bullet.

You must not lose face.

"Huh? Really, I heard that the two of you would cry as soon as you arrived at Zixiao Palace."

"Besides, if it wasn't for seeing you pity, Immortal Hongyun wouldn't have given up the futon to you."

The other saints who were present at the time hadn't spoken yet, but Monkey King couldn't hold back his curiosity.

He didn't give his former master face at all.

Tang Seng immediately stopped Monkey King:
"Wukong, don't be rude!"

Zhunti was also helpless, and continued to bite the bullet and said:

"Wukong, you don't know something."

"The reason why our brothers and sisters were crying in Zixiao Palace was not because of their location."

"I just think of my poverty in the west, so my heart aches!!"

Nuwa and the others rolled their eyes again, but they didn't bother to slap the second sage of the West here.

Because that's not the point.

Anyway, judging by the expressions of the immortals and Buddhas, no one believed it.

Except for Sun Wukong who may hold on to it, the other immortals and Buddhas are despised, but they dare not offend the two saints.

This matter was carried over like this.

And in the picture, the reactions of some other ancient powers were explained next.

For example, Sanqing in Kunlun Mountain, Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun in Wuzhuang Temple, and Kunpeng.

Each of these great powers used their supernatural powers and rushed towards the direction of Zixiao Palace.

Although 3000 years sounds like a long time, it is only a moment in the prehistoric times.

The prehistoric world is huge, and the location of Zixiao Palace is still unclear. These people are all people who covet Hongjun's power and may break through their own realm.

So one by one set off early.

After Hongjun announced the completion of the world, he also felt that many people in the prehistoric world had already set off and rushed towards his Zixiao Palace.

He nodded in satisfaction, but suddenly stopped, frowning slightly:

"The response to inviting the prehistoric creatures to listen to the lecture seems to have exceeded my expectations."

"Although I hope that through preaching, I can select people who will help me maintain the prehistoric world."

"But there are too many people and too many people, which is not conducive to selection."

"There are many people who have no hope of promotion at all, and perhaps there is no need to come to Zixiao Palace at all."

Thinking of this, Hongjun made a decision.

"Perhaps, I should set up a selection barrier outside the Zixiao Palace to screen a certain number of people."

After finishing speaking, Hongjun waved his big hand with the power of a saint.

The chaotic space between Zixiao Palace and Honghuang was suddenly chaotic and violent, and the Zixiao god thundered wildly.

In the chaos, there is a chaos wind.

But the distribution of the original chaotic wind is very even, even a little sparse.

And after Hongjun made such a transfer, the chaotic wind outside Zixiao Palace was extremely concentrated.

It can be said that only the realm of Da Luo Jinxian and above can survive safely.

However, if the peak of Taiyi Jinxian wants to break through this wind, it needs great perseverance, great luck, and great fortune.

Moreover, it is inevitable to lose a layer of skin.

As for the lower realm, they will surely fall into this chaotic gale, leaving no bones left.

Hongjun looked at his arrangement, a faint look of pity flashed in his eyes, but he still nodded slightly:
"Forget it, it might be a good thing for them to do so."

Seeing this, there was an uproar again in Zixiao Palace.

People did not expect that the strong and dense chaotic wind outside Zixiao Palace was actually caused by Hongjun.

The purpose is to screen them!
In people's impression, the chaotic wind outside Zixiao Palace was formed naturally
Zhou Qing immediately seized this opportunity and said:

"Oh, everyone!"

"Now you see clearly what Hongjun is like?"

"What a hypocrite he is!"

"Since it's okay to tell all the creatures in the prehistoric world to listen to the lecture, but they even set up the chaotic wind and the purple sky thunder."

"Isn't this setting up a net, waiting for everyone to vote!?"

"It's also called it for the good of everyone!"

"It can be seen that Hongjun at this time has completely deteriorated! In his eyes, creatures are nothing but ants that he can handle and discard at will!!"

"You can think about how many of your relatives and friends died on the way to Zixiao Palace this time."

"Dead in the chaotic gale outside Zixiao Palace, even the bones and soul can't return to the wilderness!!"

Zhou Qing's words instantly aroused people's emotions.

Those who entered Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures were known as the three thousand mortals.

However, the number is much more than that.

But how many creatures were there in the prehistoric times?
Even though the Dragon and Han catastrophe has been experienced, it's not like there are only three thousand Taiyi Jinxians left, right?
Since Hongjun's announcement can be heard by everyone in every corner of the whole prehistoric world.

This shows that the number of people who went to listen to the lecture was far more than this.

It also shows that many people died on the way of listening to the lecture! !

Now those who can enter Zixiao Palace to besiege Hongjun are all powerful people with a little background.

Some are the great powers that survived the Long Han Lich period.

Some were descendants of the mighty at that time.

They more or less had friends, parents, grandpas, or grandpa's grandpas who died outside the Zixiao Palace where they first preached.

"Yes!"

"So it was Hongjun who killed my grandfather!"

"My wife also died on the way to Zixiao Palace. We agreed to listen to the lecture together and preach. But now... only I am left alone!!"

"It's all Hongjun's fault!"

"It was Hongjun who killed our relatives and friends!!"

"He doesn't forcibly mobilize the chaotic wind, he doesn't lay down the Zixiao Divine Thunder, nothing happens at all!!"

"No! If he hadn't invited us to attend the lecture, nothing would have happened to us!"

"Murderer!"

"Murderer!!"

The corners of Zhou Qing's mouth curled up, and a smug smile appeared in his eyes.

He doesn't need to add oil and vinegar.

Now people have consciously made up Hongjun's brain into the image of trying to calculate the death of the prehistoric creatures since the first sermon.

Amidst the sound of cursing, the scene of Chaos Qinglian continued.

Hongjun had just arranged the selection outside the Zixiao Palace, closed the passage outside, and was about to turn around and enter the palace to rest.

But he never expected a figure to suddenly appear behind him.

He has just been appointed, and someone has broken through his selection?
But when he turned around, he saw the figure in front of him.

That figure he was extremely familiar with and kind.

A gleam suddenly lit up in his eyes.

Yang Mei! ?