Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 918 Three Thousand Destined People

"Fellow Daoist has said that this pagoda cannot afford such a great reputation."

Taiqing Laozi hastily gave way, but with a smile on his face, he really took advantage of this tower.

"open……"

Following Yuqing's original attack, the door of Zixiao Palace opened, bursting with earth-shattering light.

"Worthy of being Sanqing, the successor of Pangu!"

Long Xuan was not surprised that Sanqing was able to open the Taoist door. The other party was Pan Gu orthodox, and it was normal for Daoist Hongjun to open the back door.

After entering the cave, you can see the three thousand jade Dao platform with Dao rhyme circulating on it, which can speed up the cultivation speed.

There are six futons in the front, which are covered with dust and filled with a strange atmosphere.

"I'll be the first one."

Taiqing Laozi walked forward in a strange way, sat down on the first futon, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"The second is as it should be."

Yuqing Yuanyuan followed closely behind and sat down, closing his eyes like his elder brother Lao Tzu, and did not speak anymore.

"Fellow Daoist Long, take the fourth seat!"

Shangqing Lingbao sat on the third futon, his head was hot, and he couldn't help reminding him.

"These futons are not simple, but they are hazy and impossible to see through."

Wang Yuyan is knowledgeable and talented, dabbled in ancient and modern times, and felt the power of many laws on the futon.

"This is the futon that represents the position of the sage of heaven?"

After seeing this thing, Long Xuan looked excited, couldn't help walking forward, and sat down on his buttocks.

"Pfft..."

He failed, and the tattered futon burst into endless glow. The stabbed Long Xuan vomited blood and flew backwards on the spot.

"Can't sit up, why?"

Seeing Long Xuan injured, the Ruthless Emperor looked puzzled, wanting to crack the futon's secret.

"I don't believe in evil, it must be an accident."

Long Xuan tried again and again, how could he know the effect of this thing on sanctification if he didn't sit on the futon?

"Pfft..."

In the blink of an eye, Long Xuan suffered another shock, coughing up blood, and his injuries worsened.

"Fellow Daoist Long, I have a hunch that futon has a great chance."

Shangqing Lingbao blurted out, this is his current inner thoughts.

Taiqing and Laozi closed their eyes and rested their minds, their souls wandered into the sky, as if they had transcended the world.

"I have seen you fellow Daoists, the poor Dao Nuwa."

Two figures flashed past and stepped into Zixiao Palace, both with human heads and snake bodies exuding innate aura.

"Poverty Fuxi."

The other person then reported his identity and saluted those present.

"boom……"

The fourth futon suddenly glowed, attracting Taoist Nuwa, who sat down quickly, and followed the example of the first three, closing their eyes and meditating.

"Damn it, you can do anything!"

Seeing this scene, Long Xuan looked around Zixiao Palace with a smile, there is an inside story about this girl's absolute power, and the candidate has already been determined.

Fuxi also intends to follow suit, intending to sit on the fifth futon and occupy its place.

"Sorry everyone, Hongyun is not late!"

The red-robed Taoist appeared, his whole body was filled with the power of merit, and he instinctively sat down on the fifth seat.

Behind Hong Yun was Zhen Yuanzi, who was a step late in reacting and never occupied the futon.

As for Fuxi who was a step behind, the fifth futon was preempted by Hongyun, so he could only let it go.

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, don't come here unharmed!"

Seeing a familiar friend, Long Xuan subconsciously greeted him, but the other party was confused and showed a puzzled look.

"May I ask who you are, and why do you know the name of the poor?"

Zhen Yuanzi was very low-key, this was the first time he had stepped out of the prehistoric land, and he didn't know Long Xuan in front of him at all.

"My seat, Long Xuan, you don't understand even if I tell you."

Long Xuan originally planned to explain, but finally thought for a moment, then shook his head to dismiss the idea.

It is impossible for him to tell the other party that I know you in the future and have received favors.

"Kunpeng spreads his wings..."

The giant shadow streaked across the sky, turned into a black-clothed Taoist, and landed on the sixth futon at an extremely fast speed.

"I'm not doing it right, are you ready to pick me up?"

Long Xuan remembered very clearly that Zhunti and Jieying were the last ones to be sanctified, and there was something wrong in front of him!
"The sun star in this seat is Taiyi."

The figure in the golden robe fell down, with a three-legged golden crow embroidered all over his body, showing the aura of the emperor, exuding a powerful momentum.

"The impoverished sun star Emperor Jun."

Compared to the domineering Tai Yi, Di Jun was much more low-key, he arched his fists slightly, and smiled at everyone present.

Name: Taiyi
Strength: half-step quasi-sage
Kung Fu: the true formula of the sun
Magic Treasure: Chaos Clock (Innate Treasure)

Introduction: The spiritual creature of heaven and earth, the three-legged golden crow contained in the world, was born with a chaotic clock in its arms, and has great luck.

"Tai Daoyou's mana is pretty good."

Looking at all the people present, even if the three Qings are counted, Tai Yi's magic power is not weak, and he is even the strongest one.

"Where are you strong, dare to evaluate the strength of this seat?"

Tai Yi stared at Long Xuan, facing him tit for tat, full of fighting spirit, sizing up Long Xuan in front of him.

"Am I strong enough?"

Long Xuan let go of his breath, and the quasi-sage's magic power was fully displayed, breaking the sky and crushing the earth, overwhelming everyone present.

"So strong, so strong, I'm afraid this is a real quasi-sage strong!"

For a moment, Long Xuan was regarded as a lifelong enemy by everyone, and countless hostility was revealed secretly.

"Wow, we are late to pick up big brother!"

The clothes of the two Western Taoists were torn, and they were covered in blood from the beating of the chaotic wind, and they staggered into the Zixiao Palace.

"Everyone, please do me a favor, so my brothers can sit at the front and listen to senior Hongjun's sermon."

Taoist Jieyin looked sad and begged like a bitter melon, seeking the sympathy of the six people on the futon.

San Qing was wandering in the sky, closing his eyes and resting his mind, completely ignoring it.

The same is true for Nuwa, sitting on the futon is like being hypnotized.

"In that case, I will give you the position of Pindao."

Hong Yun was extremely excited, got up hastily, and gave way to the fifth futon.

"Brother, sit down!"

Zhunti Shengren had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pushed the guide to the fifth futon, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Pfft..."

The two teamed up, and in the dark, they made Taoist Kunpeng cough up blood, and flew upside down, freeing up the sixth futon.

"So that's how the Holy Throne of the West came about!"

Under Long Xuan's nose, Zhunti sat on the sixth futon, and immediately fell into meditation without any twists and turns.

"In the lower east prince."

"I am the Queen Mother of the West."

A man and a woman came at the same time, looked at each other, their faces were full of sweetness, they came from Penglai Xiandao.

There are strong men coming intermittently, many of them are ordinary Da Luo Jinxian, and there are even real immortal strong men.

Long Xuanyue looked it over, it was almost exactly [-], and [-] jade platforms were filled.

"Blood Sea, Taoist Styx."

The person who came was wearing a blood-colored Shura robe with skulls embroidered on it, and a strong bloody aura exuded from all over his body.

On his waist are two killing spirit treasures, the Yuan Slaughtering Sword and the Abi Killing Sword, both of which are innate top-grade spirit treasures.

(End of this chapter)