I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Outside the Zixiao Palace, Saint Taiqing looked at the chaos in the distance, and a series of mysterious things appeared in front of him. This was the manifestation of Hongjun Avenue, which enabled the Zixiao Palace to manifest a pure land in the chaos.

Different from Luo Hu's arrangement, Daozu Hongjun gathered all his disciples together within a certain period of time to teach them magical powers and increase their cultivation as much as possible, so as to avoid being killed instantly as soon as they went out.

While the saints were still sighing at each other's caution, they felt that their Dao Fruit had returned to the river of destiny, and the soul had also returned to the Zi Mansion. Compared with those quasi-sages, that is, in terms of mana and realm. The other party is just higher.

In other aspects, there really aren't many advantages.

"Elder brother." Yuanshi Tianzun came over, his face was solemn, the situation just now was really shocking.

The sky was filled with blood, and the avenue screamed for it.

A saint died like this, inexplicably, and no one knew who killed him.

For Yuanshi Tianzun, the belief in his heart collapsed instantly. Even the Holy Meteor Pill back then did not break his defense. After all, it was Daozu Hongjun, so it was easy to defeat him.

But it's different now. As long as the enemy's cultivation level is higher than yours, it's possible to kill you. Moreover, all this came true, and a saint died in front of him. The rain of blood in the sky gave the saint a lesson and a warning.

From now on, your lives will also be in danger, and you will no longer be immortal.

"Junior brother, what do you want to say?"

Saint Taiqing opened his wisdom eyes, his face was indifferent, and the yin and yang in his eyes had also disappeared a lot, and he looked like an extremely ordinary Taoist.

"Congratulations, senior brother, congratulations, senior brother."

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw this, his face suddenly showed joy, but there was a little more jealousy in his heart. He thinks that his talent is extremely good, but now he lags behind Taiqing Saint, even the leader of Tongtian Cult.

"It's just a fluke that I've made some progress, but what does it count? In the eyes of others, it's just a matter of one finger." Saint Taiqing said with a bitter smile.

Just now, his discerning eye fell on the Nantian Gate, and he saw a finger enter the Nantian Gate and submerged into the unknown space. Then there was blood rain in the three realms, and the aura between heaven and earth suddenly increased a lot.

This is the result of the saint's years of cultivation. At the moment of death, everything returns to heaven and earth.

"Elder brother, we can't stay here forever!" Yuanshi Tianzun said faintly: "With Master, we can naturally save our lives, but what about the disciples? Without our protection, they can resist the demons and the Alps The siege of Shan?”

"We're here to give them a chance."

Yuanshi Tianzun's words made Taiqing Taoist understand what the other party was thinking.

"Junior brother, what do you mean?"

Saint Taiqing thought for a while and asked.

"Go to Kunlun! The three of us brothers came out there originally, and now we have to go back there." Yuanshi Tianzun stated his purpose, which was to let the three Qings join forces to deal with the next disaster.

"Although I agree, Junior Brother Tongtian may not agree! The cause and effect between you is too deep." Saint Taiqing said with a bitter smile.

It is good to join forces, but some people may not agree to join forces. This is the most important thing.

"Junior Brother Tongtian will not object if Senior Brother speaks."

Yuanshi Tianzun was also aggrieved. If he hadn't been dealing with the catastrophe, how would he have made such a decision? (End of chapter)