Honghuang: Just became the prince of the East and established the strongest heaven

When Zhunti saw that the Eastern Prince wanted to do something, he resolutely admitted his cowardice.

"You're right, after all, there is a harmonious prehistoric world, but if I let you go like this, what is the majesty of my prehistoric heaven!" Qi Xuan looked at the two of them playfully.

"Prince Dong, my brothers are notoriously poor, and there is nothing to compensate you!" Zhunti immediately put on a rogue look.

"Friends of the Eastern King, how poor we are in the West, you can go and see, we don't have any valuable things other than the natal treasure!"

"Fellow daoist, if you don't understand your hatred, you can beat my junior brother!" Jieying said with a bitter face.

Qi Xuan suddenly realized that Hongjun hadn't divided the treasure yet, and the West and the West were still penniless.

"Well, you two swear that you will not plot against Heavenly Court in the future. If you plot against Heavenly Court, you will kill a direct disciple!" Qi Xuan said lightly.

"So simple?" Zhun Ti looked suspicious.

But the reception next to him secretly glanced at his junior brother.

"Okay, just do what fellow daoist said!"

Immediately, the two made a serious oath!

Looking at the two who left with smiles on their faces, Qi Xuan was speechless for a while.

"These two guys still feel that they have made a profit. After they are sanctified, they will understand how stupid this decision is today!"

In the following days, the immortals in Wanxian Island moved into the Heavenly Court smoothly.

The rudimentary form of the Great Desolate Heavenly Court was initially formed.

"Dong dong!"

A melodious bell rang throughout the prehistoric.

The faces of all parties were overjoyed, and their eyes were all focused on the Zixiao Palace in the depths of the chaos.

"Little sister, Daozu started his second sermon, let's go now!" Qi Xuan said to Yaoqiong.

"Okay, every time I break through, I feel an inexplicable block." Yaoqiong looked depressed.

"This is the suppression of the Dao of Heaven, but the suppression of the Dao of Heaven will end soon!" Qi Xuan said lightly.

Right now, Hongjun has not started to teach the method of the three corpses. Except for those Chaos Demon Gods who rely on the power of the law to become quasi-sages, there is really no way for others to break through the quasi-sages.

Qi Xuan originally planned to use the great merit to break through the quasi-sage, but he considered that Hongjun would preach for the second time and the third time.

So prepare to wait until after listening to Hongjun's sermon before making a measurement.

"3000 years have passed, Zixiao Palace has opened, and anyone who is destined can come to listen to the sermon."

Hongjun's indifferent voice resounded throughout the prehistoric corner.

Qi Xuan looked at the eager people in the heavenly court, and said helplessly:

"The chaotic world is dangerous, and it must be the Da Luo Jinxian who can't find it. You should practice hard and strive for the last chance to hear the sermon!"

"Your Majesty, will Taoist Hongjun give a sermon for the third time?" Everyone asked in disbelief.

"Haha, the heavenly secret must not be revealed!" After laughing, Qi Xuan took Yaoqiong and flew towards the depths of the chaos.

After passing through 33 heavens, I finally came to the chaotic universe.

The chaotic air of endless destructive power hits like the waves of the sea.

Qi Xuan rotated the Kunlun mirror, and thousands of mysterious and yellow auras rose around him to protect his body.

I don't know how long I walked in the chaotic world, and finally saw a lonely dojo in the vast chaos.

On the door plaque of the dojo is written 'Zixiao Palace'.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong is not slow. Our three brothers chased after us and failed to catch up!" Yuan Shi said with a smile on his face.

"I've seen the three authentic Pangu masters!" Qi Xuan dragged Yaoqiong together to salute.

Yuan Shi, who was always good at face, couldn't hide the smile on his face when he heard Dong Wanggong's compliment.

"Hahaha, false name, false name!" The Lao Tzu and Master Tongtian beside him also returned the gift with kind faces.

Soon the Second Saint of the West came over with a look of embarrassment.

"I've seen fellow Taoists!" The two said with a look of embarrassment on their faces.

Sanqing nodded, not too enthusiastic.

Qi Xuan returned the gift with a smile on his face.

Soon two men and women with snake tails came over.

"Fuxi, Nuwa has met all fellow Taoists!" The two clasped their fists together and saluted.

Everyone nodded and clasped their fists in return.

Soon one after another, Kunpeng, Zhenyuanzi, and Hongyun came later.

Then Xihe, Changxi and other great powers also arrived at the door.

Qi Xuan was a little surprised, why Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun didn't come!
Logically speaking, since the two are not weak in cultivation, they should have arrived long ago.

Just when Qi Xuan was secretly wondering, suddenly twelve giants like the Great Wall appeared in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Twelve giants surrounded the entire Zixiao Palace, and the chaotic atmosphere raging around them weakened a lot.

"Twelve Ancestral Witches, what are you doing here if you don't cultivate your primordial spirit?" Someone in the crowd asked puzzled.

"Hmph, Daoist Hongjun didn't make a rule, you have to have a soul to listen to the sermon!" Houtu stopped the brothers who were about to do it, and asked back with a smile on his face.

Everyone thought about it carefully and felt that this was the truth.

At this moment, the gate of Zixiao Palace was suddenly opened.

Two Taoist boys came out.

It is Haotian and Yaochi, the future lords of heaven.

"Why are you arguing, is this a place for you to play wild?" Although Haotian is not the master of the heavens in the later generations, his temper is not small at all.

"Ding, slap Haotian boy in the face, causing his Dao heart to collapse, killing potential threats to the heavens, and rewarding him with a top-quality Houtian Lingbao."

A cold light flashed in Qi Xuan's eyes. Although the rewards were not rich, he didn't like Haotian at first.

Especially after the later generation Haotian became the boss of the Heavenly Court, he didn't want to maintain the order in Honghang, he was a shit-stirring stick every day, and in the end he colluded with Western religions to steal Taoist luck.

It would not be a pity for this kind of rebellious boy to die a thousand times. Thinking of this, Qi Xuan felt that he must give Haotian an unforgettable memory.

Haotian looked at the big bosses who were silent like cicadas, and felt complacent in his heart.

"Even if you are all-powerful powers, so what, why don't you listen to my scolding obediently!"

"Hmph, if you dare to make noise outside Zixiao Palace next time, I will definitely make you look good!" Haotian continued to threaten everyone.

All the great masters lowered their heads, for fear of offending Haotian.

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise rang in everyone's ears. Haotian only felt that his neck was being grabbed by a pair of big hands, but he didn't realize what happened.

"boom!"

"boom!"

I saw Qi Xuan grabbed Haotian Boy by the neck and slammed it on the ground.

Afterimages streaked across the ground, large pits appeared.

"Little boy, dare to scold us for misrepresenting Daozu's preaching, and I will make you cramp and refine your soul!"

At this time, Haotian, whose breath was weakened, realized that it was Dong Wanggong who attacked him, but he had lost the spirit just now, and he didn't even have the strength to speak harshly.

"You...you are presumptuous, I will sue Daozu and disqualify you from listening to Taoism!" Yao Chi next to him threatened with anger.

Dong Wanggong looked at Yaochi with a cold look on his face, and threw the dying Haotian boy aside like garbage.

Seeing Duke Dong who was walking towards him step by step, Yaochi sat down on the ground in shock.

"You...don't come here!"

"Papa papa!" Qi Xuan raised his hand and got a few big mouths that had been charged, causing the queen mother, who was famous in later generations, to fall to the ground like a pig's head.