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

The three flowers gather on the top, and the five energies go toward Yuan.

Such rare events appear in patches in Zixiao Palace unexpectedly.

Endless dao rhymes lingered, and bursts of dao sounds sounded.

The great powers in Zixiao Palace all bloomed with three flowers on top.

To be able to come to Zixiao Palace, the natural aptitude is extremely high, and the foothold is deep.

Most of the innate souls who listened to the sermon had flowers of the seventh rank.

"It turns out that the eighth grade of flowers is blooming!"

Someone in Zixiao Palace exclaimed.

I saw that the queen mother of Naxi had eight ranks of flowers blooming, surpassing most of the great powers present.

"Dongwanggong has nine grades of flowers, and there is no one in a million."

The others looked enviously at the Duke Dong who was dressed in gold.

Eight ranks of flowers bloom, which is already rare.

Nine grades of flowers bloom, even more unattainable by ordinary people.

Immediately afterwards, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, Fuxi, etc., were all nine ranks of flowers blooming.

It shocked others.

The seven people on the futon also began to bloom their own three flowers.

Zhunti, Nuwa, Kunpeng, the ninth and a half flowers bloom.

Receive and lead the Taoist, the tenth grade of flowers blooms.

Qualifications are already unmatched.

"Yuanshi, Tongtian, actually bloomed ten and a half ranks of flowers, but it's a pity that they can't reach eleventh rank."

A big man exclaimed.

The sound was so loud that it even caused the mana next to him to become disordered and become obsessed.

When everyone was shocked, Lao Tzu bloomed his three flowers.

Eleven flowers bloom, invincible capital, the capital of a sage.

Such qualifications made Hongjun look at him with admiration.

Transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, it really has a profound source of blessings.

He, Hongjun, spent countless resources to reach the twelfth rank of Blossom Blossom.

After all, he is the spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven, and Sanhua's level will not be low.

"Shocked, Dijun and Taiyi are also the eleventh grade of Blossom!"

There was a commotion in Zixiao Palace

There are three of the eleventh rank of Blossom Blossom Da Neng.

Hongjun glanced at Styx unobtrusively.

Dijun's footsteps and aptitude must have been improved by Styx.

Otherwise, even if Di Jun was the sun god, the protagonist of this catastrophe, he would not have such cultivation and opportunity.

"Hmph, Sanhua is actually higher than me for a man in fur and armor, even comparable to Big Brother."

Yuan Shi secretly resented and satirized.

"However, we, Sanqing, have the opportunity to become disciples of saints, and it will not be too late to destroy Emperor Shuntai."

Yuan Shi had a grim look on his face.

Sitting on the futon, he already guessed what the seven seats represented.

Daoist Hongjun had the heart to accept disciples.

Pan Gu is authentic and should be a disciple of the Taoist ancestor.

Zhunti Taoist, his face is black and blue.

Di Jun and Tai Yi are even more aptitude than themselves and senior brothers.

Eleven flowers bloom, he is unwilling to believe this fact.

"No matter how high your aptitude is, you still have to live, right?"

"When I become a saint, I will kill brothers Kunpeng and Dijun, and I will be ashamed."

Zhunti poured himself some chicken soup, and finally felt better.

Styx sat on the Karma Red Lotus with a calm expression on his face.

It seems that the people under the seat are all ants.

No, these Da Luo Jinxian monks are actually ants.

"Heavenly Dao Saint, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, there are very few who can achieve Taoism."

The saint is bound by the way of heaven, but no one knows that the saint is an ant.

Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of Styx in the original prehistoric world, they exhausted all they had, but they couldn't become a saint.

Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, those with mediocre qualifications, blessed by the heavens, and sanctification is the best choice.

For those who have a deep source of blessing and excellent heels, Hunyuan Daluo's road to the Golden Immortal is a good strategy.

After the three flowers bloom, the sermon will come to an end.

For Honghuang, 3000 years is just a snap of the fingers.

Hongjun on the Qingyun in the sky opened his eyes, exuding a peaceful aura.

"Now that the preaching is over, you can practice well after you leave. After 1 years, we will open Zixiao Palace again."

After finishing speaking, Hongjun's figure disappeared in Zixiao Palace.

"Respectfully send Daozu!"

Many innate gods saluted one after another, and then left Zixiao Palace.

Styx, also sitting on the red lotus, sent a message to Hongjun.

This deity, after 1 years, I will come to you again!

Hongjun couldn't scold him, he couldn't stop Styx at all.

Zixiao Palace is like Styx's lair, allowing him to come and go as he pleases.

"Now, it's time to fight for the gourd!"

Styx rubbed his chin with interest.

Bu Zhoushan competed for the seven gourds, which is a must-write in every novel of the Great Desolation.

Although tired, but the word count is still good!
Outside Zixiao Palace, many cultivators gathered around Sanqing, fawning over them.

Sanqing, Pan Gu is authentic.

Lao Tzu, faintly can become Hongjun's first disciple.

Those seven seats, even if Daozu didn't say anything, the great powers present could guess one or two.

Dijun and Taiyi didn't even have seats, so they were naturally inferior to Sanqing and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, why don't you go to the poor Daoist's dojo and discuss the Dao together."

"I have the best fine nectar and jade liquid. The three fellow Taoists should go to the dojo of the poor Taoist to get together."

These mighty powers have gone on and on, offering their hospitality.

Flattering to the horse's feet.

The three brothers of Lao Tzu will naturally confirm the Dao with each other.

No need to discuss with other people.

"Fellow daoists, our three brothers still have important matters to attend to, so we must visit them in person next time!"

Lao Tzu saluted and dismissed these innate gods.

Yuan Shi was even more cold-faced, full of arrogance.

This kind of rubbish can't get into his Yuan Shi's eyes.

Flattery, Yuanshi hates people who follow his power the most.

On the other side, someone still found Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Bai Ze, Ji Meng, and He Dijun had a hearty exchange.

They formed a deep friendship.

Sudden.

In the midst of prehistoric times, Mount Buzhou suddenly shook.

The colorful divine light shakes the sky.

Seeing this, Sanqing hurried to Buzhou Mountain.

Dijun and Taiyi glanced at each other, turned into their own bodies, and flew towards the Great Desolate Continent.

Only when treasures are born, can they have such power.

Buzhou Mountain is towering and majestic.

Styx has come to the gourd vine.

But he didn't make a move.

This kind of treasure should be left to others.

Anyway, Styx took it to no avail.

A series of colorful divine lights shot up into the sky, colorful and dazzling.

The infinite dao rhyme spread out, and the rich aura gathered.

I saw a gourd vine about ten thousand feet high, with seven gourds on it, swaying in the wind.

The seven-colored divine light came from these seven gourds.

"It's very interesting to fight for the gourd."

"Nine Nine Red Clouds Scattering Soul Gourd, this is the first step of Red Cloud's blackening."

"The death of Hongyun is also the last step of blackening."

Daoist Hongjun pitted Hongyun and made him give up his holy seat.

In the third sermon, Hongyun was persecuted with the majestic purple energy.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

The point is that Hongjun has done something, the purple energy he gave to Hongyun is useless at all.

Hongyun couldn't refine this ray of majestic purple energy, and was eventually killed by the Great Neng Honghuang.

soon after.

Before the gourd vine gathered many powerful people.

They stared at the gourd vine with fiery faces.

At the same time, he sacrificed the spirit treasure and observed the surroundings vigilantly.

The Sanqing Brothers, Emperor Jun Taiyi, Nuwa Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, they all gathered here.

Gourd, about to mature!
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Good morning, fellow Taoists!
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