Hong Huang commented: The saints are about to be driven crazy by me

Buzhou Mountain, above the rocks of Wanzhang Mountain, a huge gourd vine grows vigorously.

Endless rich vitality pervaded, and the spiritual energy turned into a whirlpool and poured down, which was madly devoured by that gourd vine.

On it, there are seven gourds of different colors, except for the purple gourd, the remaining six gourds are almost ripe.

Shining with brilliant divine light, the mysterious rhyme flows endlessly, scorching its brilliance, and intertwining with each other, which is strange.

Soon, the vision that appeared here attracted the attention of many powerful beings.

Treasures are born, and those who are destined live in them.

For the first time, Sanqing and others felt something.

“This thing is related to me!”

Glancing at each other, the three Qingqi rushed towards Buzhou Mountain.

Meantime!

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, Zhun Ti, Kunpeng, Styx, Eastern Prince…

Many great powers go to the Buzhou Mountain.

However, the first to arrive were Nuwa and Fuxi, and their dojo was in Buzhou Mountain, which can be said to be the first to get the moon near the water floor.

It’s just that it will take a while before the gourd matures, and Nuwa and Fuxi can only wait.

And this is more than 500 years have passed, and many great powers have long gathered here.

Even the Wu clan at the foot of the mountain sent Houtu to check the situation, accompanied by Zhurong and Gonggong.

For a while, the venue was very lively.

The mighty power of the flood and desolation gathered, and countless terrifying powers overwhelmed the heavens and the earth, causing nine days and ten earthquakes to tremble, and that scene was second only to the sermon of the Zixiao Palace not long ago.

After thousands of years of cultivation, the listening and understanding were transformed into the realm, and the strength of everyone increased greatly, among them, Sanqing and the others were the most obvious, and they were the most eye-catching ones in the audience.

The three Qings come from the same source, the breath is combined, and the power sweeps in all directions, bringing great pressure to everyone.

“Shhhh!!!hh

Everyone present gasped.

Houtu’s face was solemn, just listening to Hongjun’s way of Da Luo, Sanqing and the others greatly increased their strength.

And that Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi made her extremely jealous.

“…..”

Houtu Feng’s eyes were full of worry.

In the past thousand years, the demon tribes have frequently changed, and with them, small-scale conflicts often break out where the Lich tribe meets.

At first, they didn’t care much, but again and again, there will be demons when things go wrong.

The Twelve Ancestors had a hunch that an undercurrent was about to sweep through the entire flood waste.

While waiting, another hundred years have passed, and on this day, the gourd has finally matured.

Boom!

Only listening to the sound of six shocking explosions, as if breaking free from some kind of shackles, brilliant divine light burst out from the gourd.

Red orange, yellow, green, blue!

The colorful light reflects the four seas, and the Taoist charm flows endlessly.

At just one glance, everyone present was full of heat.

“Good treasure !!!”

The Daluo Dao has reached its peak, and if you want to improve your strength, you can only learn the quasi-holy way, or obtain the heavenly materials and earth treasures.

Now that the treasure is in front of them, no one present wants to give up easily.

Even the good old man Hongyun, after the change in the Zixiao Palace, his personality has become much calmer, and he is unwilling to give the treasure to people easily.

“…..”

Everyone looked at each other, and they all fell silent.

Seven gourds, six ripe, but there are hundreds of people present, monks with more meat and little meat, how to distribute?

At this moment, the Prince of the East took a step forward and handed over his hand:

“All Taoist friends are courteous.”

Hearing this, everyone looked at the Prince of the East in unison.

“Hmm!”

Some people nodded perfunctorily.

What’s more, they didn’t even have a perfunctory mind, and directly ignored it selectively.

For nearly a thousand years, they had also heard about the Eastern Maharajah.

Since leaving the Zixiao Palace that day, the Prince of the East has been dormant for a while, suddenly and publicly announcing the formation of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and under the banner of the saint Hongjun, saying that he was named the head of all immortals.

When Sanqing and the others learned the news, they chose to ignore it indifferently, in their opinion, the Prince of the East was just a jumping beam clown.

But the disregard of Sanqing and others was taken as a tacit acceptance by some people.

For a while, the response was like a cloud, and the alliance of ten thousand immortals was like the sky.

Thousands of years have passed, and now tens of thousands of people have joined the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and although there are not many strong people, their momentum is so huge that the entire flood and famine has heard of it.

But so what?

“…..”

For everyone’s disregard, the East Prince looked gloomy, but he did not show it, but said with a forced smile

“I am a person with cards, and although the treasure of heaven and earth is good, it is only a thing outside the body.”

Speaking of this, the Eastern Prince paused in his tone.

Seeing everyone’s eyes in unison, he suddenly felt faceless, coughed lightly, and continued:

“In Xia Bucai, as the head of all immortals, I am willing to distribute it fairly for you, and I will not be hurt and angry.”

After speaking, the Prince of the East raised his eyes to look at the audience.

In his mind, he was the controller of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and the strong people in the alliance gathered, and the Ten Thousand Immortals came to the dynasty.

Over the years, who has seen him and has not always had to smile at him?

Even if everyone is present, what about strong strength, don’t you still have to be managed by him?

He is the head of all the immortals handpicked by the saints.

Hehe!

However, contrary to expectations, there was a sneer from the crowd.

“….”

The Eastern Prince turned dark when he boarded.

Since he established the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, no one has dared to humiliate him like this, who doesn’t greet him with a smile when they see him?

“Abominable!”

The Prince of the East was angry to death.

Without waiting for him to react, a black-robed golden immortal behind him stood up and reprimanded:

“What kind of attitude are you, the emperor of my family is the head of the immortals appointed by the saint, and if you don’t want to die, you don’t come to see you quickly.”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and the needle could be heard.

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