Hong Huang: I, Styx, stepped on the way of heaven and suppressed all beings

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Taiyi had a fighting look on his face.

The endless real flames of the sun on his body surged and scorched the space.

The three-legged Golden Crow phantom roared angrily.

Taiyi's innate treasure, the Chaos Clock, oscillates in all directions, with infinite power.

The Chaos Clock has the effect of suppressing the eternity of time and space. When the bell rings, Yuanshi and Tongtian feel unable to move an inch.

Yuanshi and Tongtian didn't have a powerful Lingbao at this time.

Qinglian, the half-step congenital treasure, has been destroyed by Styx.

After the Three Cleansings, it will no longer be available.

The Tai Chi Diagram was in the hands of Di Jun.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian, Luo Hu did not stay, but brought into the chaos.

Tong Tian and Lao Tzu fainted from crying in the toilet.

Chaos Bell suppressed Tongtian and Yuanshi.

Endless true sun flames gushed out and entangled them.

The red flames were like maggots attached to the bones, and Yuanshi and Tongtian couldn't get rid of them at all.

After a while, a small barbecue was done.

The eyebrows and hair were all burned off.

Yuanshi's Taoist robes became tattered, worse than Zhunti's reception.

He looked like a beggar, spitting blood and black smoke from his mouth.

"Pangu is authentic, transformed by Yuanshen, Sanqing is nothing more than that."

Tai Yi stopped, and looked at the two of them arrogantly.

If it wasn't for Master's order, he would have killed Yuanshi and Tongtian.

In the later period of the dignified Da Luo Jinxian, he possessed the innate treasure of the Chaos Clock.

If you can't solve Yuanshi and Tongtian, the two monks in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, then it is not Taiyi.

The fighting power is extremely strong, No.1 under the saints of the Lich Age.

Hunyuan Jinxian, that is, the ceiling of quasi-jihad power.

Taiyi's tyranny, few people can match.

the other side.

Di Jun and Lao Tzu were equal in strength and fought.

Laws, supernatural powers flying, and endless power covered Zixiao Palace.

Both are Da Luo Jinxian's late cultivation bases.

It also has a spirit treasure of the innate treasure level.

Although the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda is an acquired treasure, it can also be counted among the innate treasures by virtue of its power and strength.

Lao Tzu took a blow for Yuan Shi earlier and was seriously injured.

Naturally, he was no match for Di Jun. Lao Tzu's long white eyebrows and beard were all burned away by the true sun flame.

Lao Tzu's appearance instantly resembled that of a white-haired father-in-law who had just cleaned himself up.

Di Jun taught Lao Tzu a lesson, but he also withdrew his hand in a measured manner.

Seeing this, Lao Tzu pulled his two younger brothers to the seat and ignored other innate gods.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, how is the cultivation of this deity's apprentice?"

Styx had a kind face, revealing an evil smile.

Hongjun suppressed the anger in his heart and gave Styx a smiling face.

"The disciple of Fellow Daoist Styx is a majestic god, worthy of being the sun star god."

Hongjun resisted the urge to beat Styx and flattered Styx.

I can't beat it, but I can only endure it.

"That is required!"

"My disciple Dijun, Taiyi, has the qualifications of a saint!"

Styx stroked his chin and smiled like an old father.

There was a great writer in the previous life.

Unknown in his later years, with red hair!
In one of his books, there is a supporting role who is as popular as the protagonist.

My son Wang Teng has the qualifications of a great emperor!
Although Styx has no sons, his disciples still have the qualifications of saints.

He borrowed this phrase.

In spite of the popularity, Styx dares to be the number one, but no one dares to be the second!

The battle between Kunpeng and Jieyin Zhunti ended with Zhunti being seriously injured.

At any rate, he is a descendant of the ancestor of Kunpeng, and Kunpeng's fighting power is astonishing.

With Daluo Jinxian's mid-stage cultivation base, he can resist the supernatural powers of leading Taoists and Zhunti Taoists.

Kunpeng was also injured a little bit, but it was insignificant compared to Zhunti.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, it's your turn to preach!"

Play for fun, make trouble for trouble, don't make fun of preaching.

After all, it is Hongjun's dojo, the first saint in the prehistoric era, and the spokesperson of the way of heaven.

Styx still wants to lose face.

"Great!"

Hongjun endured the humiliation.

Kind brows and kind eyes, with a peaceful face.

In Zixiao Palace, after a farce ended.

A sound of Taoism came out, and countless visions were born.

Golden lotuses spring up from the ground, flowers fall from the sky, and fairy music sings together.

In the center of Zixiao Palace, a white cloud appeared.

Hongjun's figure emerged.

"Welcome Daozu!"

Many innate gods saluted one after another and paid homage to Hongjun Daozu on the cloud platform.

Daozu, Hongjun is worthy of such an honorary title.

There was Rahu who taught the way of demons before, but the demons have already escaped into the demon world.

At this time, the prehistoric times, the inheritance was interrupted.

Hongjun preached, preached in the wild, and had the grace of preaching to the innate gods.

Daozu Hongjun had an amiable face, and as soon as he raised his hand, all the great masters under the seat quieted down.

The next moment, a bloody lotus platform flew out of the void.

Landing on Hongjun's left, Minghe sat cross-legged on the Yehuo Honglian, looking at the people below with great interest.

"This is the Lord of the Nether Blood Sea, the Blood Lord of the Styx River, and you are still waiting to see him."

"Meet Your Majesty!"

The innate gods saluted for a while.

A great power who can sit on an equal footing with Daozu Hongjun must not be an ordinary generation.

"Don't be too polite!"

Styx raised his hands and glanced at Hongjun.

"This deity is just here to see. Fellow Daoist Hongjun can start preaching, so don't worry about this deity."

After speaking, Styx closed his eyes.

A look that has nothing to do with me.

Seeing that Styx was no longer making trouble, Hongjun started his business.

"Zunti, sit down!"

As Hongjun spoke, a futon appeared beside Kunpeng.

Seeing this, Zhunti scrambled and sat on the futon.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, he looked satisfied.

"Thank you Daozu for your blessing!"

Zhunti immediately bowed down.

The cause and effect of the destruction of the western leylines will be repaid with the positions of two saints.

As a last resort, Hongjun had to give up another holy seat.

Seeing this, the other innate gods regretted nothing.

"In the future, when you preach, the seat will be here!"

"Since you are able to come to Zixiao Palace, you naturally have a relationship with the poor Taoist. Now I will explain the Taoism."

Hongjun opened his mouth, and the three thousand laws pervaded Zixiao Palace in an instant.

Infinite dao rhymes emerged, and the order of avenues in the void showed the majesty of dao ancestors.

"Dao Chong, if you use it, it may not be profitable. Yuanxi, it seems to be the ancestor of all things; Zhanxi, it seems to exist. I don't know whose son is like the ancestor of the emperor."

"The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog; the sage is not benevolent, and treats the people as a straw dog. Between heaven and earth, is it like a stick? It is empty and unyielding, and it moves out. It is better to stay in the center than to talk too much."

All the innate powers, listening to Dao, they are all immersed in Hongjun's Dao rhyme.

The first time he preached, Hongjun Taoist preached the way of Daluo Jinxian.

The great powers in Zixiao Palace have already stepped into this realm, so they can naturally understand a little bit.

Following Hongjun's preaching, the entire Zixiao Palace was filled with purple energy, the rhythm of the Tao was endless, golden flowers bloomed in the void, and the dense fragrance wafted throughout the room.

The seven people on the futon felt waves of heat pouring into their bodies.

The Dao, which was originally obscure and difficult to understand, became easy in an instant.

Just when everyone realized the Tao, the three flowers on top of them involuntarily gathered together.

This is the flower of Daluo, which symbolizes the heritage and potential of monks.