Honghuang: After hundreds of millions of years of retreat, I became the ancestor of the dragon clan

"Tongtian pays homage to Master!"

The voice was not loud, but it was resonant. In the melody, there was a hint of majesty, like a sword cultivator looking at the sky between nine heavens and ten earths, neither humble nor overbearing.

Daozu Hongjun frowned slightly after hearing this.

I thought that when the matter was over, each of us would be extremely busy with the affairs of the sect, but never thought that this Tongtian would have time to visit him?

Involuntarily, Hongjun looked at Tongtian.

The next moment, he was shocked.

"Oh?"

"I've made progress, how is this possible?"

Hongjun muttered to himself.

The next moment, with a wave of his hand, the gate of Zixiao Palace was opened, followed by the leader of Tongtian, who walked into it slowly.

"Master!"

Tong Tian bent down slowly, and before opening his mouth, he had already saluted Hong Jun.

At this moment, he was dressed in black, and his whole body was driven by endless boundless sword energy. When he was walking, there was even more sword wind, cruising along the whole body of Tongtian.

"What are you here for?"

Hongjun frowned, looking at Tongtian's state, there was a bit more doubt in his eyes.

"The disciple is confused, please ask the master to explain it to the disciple."

When Tong Tian spoke, his voice carried a majestic and domineering look that had never been seen before. When he spoke, he already gave people a sense of detachment from the world, which made Hongjun, who was already a little surprised, even more surprised. I don't understand why Tongtian came here today.

"Say!"

Hongjun Daozu was not ambiguous, but just responded indifferently.

"Yes, this disciple wants to ask Master, what do you think of the holy throne!"

Tong Tian asked again, at this moment, his sword intent already had a somewhat domineering and majestic look, and when he spoke, he aroused endless boundless divine intent.

At this moment, the wind of the sword all over his body became more and more bitter, blowing the surrounding world, it was at this moment, there was a faint feeling of tearing.

This is not intentional by the Master Tongtian.

It's because the sword wind here is not under his control, but he realized it in Ye Long's Taoist place. At this moment, he has not been controlled very well, and it is precisely because of this that at this moment, he will appear in this way. Kind of confused color.

"Oh?"

Hongjun was surprised and stared at Tongtian. At this moment, he obviously felt that Tongtian was abnormal, and there was a little turmoil in his eyes. He didn't understand why Tongtian did this.

He even said that Tongtian, who was like a mirror in front of him, at this moment, seemed to have endless waves in front of his eyes, which he couldn't see through.

"Why do you ask such a question?"

Hongjun spoke again. At this moment, he was no longer in the same state as before, but with a serious expression on his face.

"The apprentice intends to give up the Holy Throne!"

Tongtian's words were simple, and he didn't arouse the slightest emotion when he spoke.

But after such words were spoken, Hongjun frowned again and again.

Haotian behind Hongjun was even more shocked, not knowing what nonsense the Master Tongtian was talking about.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Daoist Hongjun was slightly displeased, and there was already a questioning look in his mouth.

However, Tongtian didn't answer, but just looked at Daozu Hongjun quietly.

"Do you know what your move will attract?"

Daozu Hongjun asked again.

"An enemy of the world? Including the master, including the brothers and sisters."

Tongtian looked at Hongjun Daozu, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, and said softly, at this moment, his eyes were mostly full of confusion, and when he opened his mouth, he had already taken all the space around him into his eyes.

After hearing this, Hongjun became even more surprised, and a little shock flashed in his eyes, and he asked in surprise:

"you know?"

"know."

Tongtian didn't pause at all.

His trip was not to discuss with Hongjun, but to tell Master his decision at the moment.

Now that he has decided to step into the ranks of sword cultivators, the so-called holy position can only become a stumbling block restricting his progress.

"Have you made a decision? Don't you think about your disciples?"

Hongjun asked again.

At this moment, for the first time, he had a strange feeling about the leader of Tongtian.

He couldn't figure out why Tongtian made such a decision, and he didn't even understand who influenced Tongtian's move.

But at the next moment, he seemed to think of something, and raised his eyes to Tongtian.

"Have you met my little friend? Did he give you an idea?"

Tong Tian subconsciously shook his head when he heard Hong Jun's words.

"Master, there is no need to comfort you. All matters here are decided by Tongtian. Although I don't know how Master views the holy position, Tongtian feels that since the sanctification, the restraint of heaven and earth on us is indeed less, but my practice Because, it is also extremely difficult to improve."

"This is not the result that Tongtian wants, nor is it the way that Tongtian is pursuing."

"My way is to go forward without hesitation and overcome thorns and thorns, instead of living a carefree life under this holy throne with extreme ease."

"I came here this time not to discuss with Master, but to inform Master. I have made up my mind."

Tongtian spoke softly.

However, it was Hongjun who listened with a serious face. Regarding Tongtian's words, his mind was also inexplicably shocked at this moment.

As for Haotian, he was already scared out of his wits at this moment.

Others gave up the holy position directly.

You know, the so-called holy position is determined by heaven.

For the rest of the people, it is more difficult than ascending to heaven if they want to become holy.

Not only that, achieving the holy position is equivalent to enjoying all the glory and wealth. There is no desire in this life, immortality, and no possession of karma. There are so many benefits here that no one in the world can exhaust.

But now he looked at Tongtian's resolute expression.

Haotian can only envy silently. Besides, he is even more curious, what made Tongtian make such a determination?
After all, in this prehistoric world, the Holy Throne represents infinite possibilities and unrivaled glory between heaven and earth.

In front of the Holy Throne, even his original Lord of Heaven and Earth, the Ninety-five Lords of the Heavenly Court, was not enough to look at him.

While Haotian was thinking, the voice of Patriarch Hongjun sounded again.

"Now that you have made a decision, let's go forward bravely. I can't give you an opinion on whether this matter is right or wrong. Your disciple is originally a person who should be robbed under the way of heaven. If you do this, I'm afraid It will bring greater disaster."

Hongjun responded softly.

At this moment, he has already seen firmness from Tongtian's gaze. Obviously, at this moment, Tongtian has made a decision.

"Yes! You don't have to worry about this matter, Master, Tongtian will take care of its affairs."

"Then here, the disciple will leave!"

When Tong Tian spoke, he did not lose his holy position immediately, but slowly restrained his figure in front of Hongjun, and finally, the aura of his whole body was extremely low.

Tongtian turned into a young man in a black robe, and sealed all the holy blessings in his body.

Holding the Qingping Sword in his hand, he travels the world with his sword.

Here, there is no Tongtian, but there is one more sword repairer named 'Tian'!