Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Just as Jie Yin and Zhunti stepped into Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly woke up from his deep enlightenment in Zixiao Palace.

"Jie Yin and Zhunti are here?" Hongjun looked around the outside of Zixiao Palace with a slightly confused look.

Then he saw a group of great people standing outside Zixiao Palace waiting.

"Why don't they come in... Oops, I was immersed in practice again and forgot to send a message to the boy to ask them to open the door." Hongjun reacted immediately.

About hundreds of thousands of years ago, Hongjun exchanged a fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation from Ao Changsheng with a congenital treasure, dozens of congenital spiritual treasures and many congenital spiritual roots.

Perhaps Ao Changsheng only knew that he had made a lot of money.

But he didn't know how excited Hongjun was at that time.

After walking in the prehistoric world for billions of years, Hongjun had almost collected all the other fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation.

The only thing missing was a fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation that had been hidden by Yang Mei.

Therefore, after getting the last piece of the Fortune Jade Disc from Ao Changsheng, his Fortune Jade Disc was completely complete.

Since the Fortune Jade Disc was restored to its original state, the effect of the restored Fortune Jade Disc was beyond his original expectations.

Every time he comprehended the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun would unconsciously immerse himself in the vast Heavenly Dao.

If he had not done some tricks on Jie Yin and Zhunti, the two people who were destined to be the last to arrive.

I am afraid he would have forgotten about this sermon.

However, Hongjun looked at the great powers who had already arrived, and the little calculation he had prepared could not continue.

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with the overall situation." Hongjun shook his head slightly, and sent a message to his own boy, asking them to open the door of Zixiao Palace.

...

The door of Zixiao Palace slowly opened, and two Taoist children, a man and a woman, walked out.

What surprised all the great powers in the prehistoric world was that these two Taoist children were actually in the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

This made many of the early Daluo great powers blush. Their cultivation was not even as good as the two saint boys.

"The time has come, the Zixiao Palace is open!"

"The saint's decree, please enter the Zixiao Palace, and do not make any noise."

The two boys said loudly.

Through the gate of the Zixiao Palace, the great powers could clearly see the scene inside the Zixiao Palace.

From a distance, thousands of cushions were neatly placed in the small Zixiao Palace.

At the end of the thousands of cushions was a high platform that exuded a strong Taoist charm.

None of the great powers present were fools. They just glanced and their eyes were all fixed on the six cushions closest to the high platform.

After the two saint boys finished speaking loudly, they were placed on both sides of the gate to make way.

And many great powers seemed to have received a signal and rushed forward at the same time.

However, the cultivation of the group of great powers varied. The cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Daluo realm were all very self-aware. Only those in the late stage or even the perfect stage of the Daluo Jinxian realm had the idea of ​​competing for the six cushions at the front.

Among the group of great powers, the first to stand out was the three-in-one Pangu Sanqing.

Three Daluo perfect cultivators plus the treasure of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, the three of them rushed up against the crowd.

They sat directly on the three cushions at the front.

Although the group of great powers were very unwilling, they immediately gave up the idea of ​​competing when they saw the defensive treasure of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower on the heads of the three people.

Then, two figures filled with the aura of the sun rushed out of the crowd, carrying a square of ancient and chaotic bell on their heads and rushed towards the two cushions behind.

"This seat belongs to my two brothers." Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun rushed out of the crowd and were about to sit on the cushion. They even showed surprise on their faces.

Just then.

"Haha, you two flat-haired beasts, come back to me!"

In the crowd, twelve Daluo with a vast aura joined forces and pulled the two people who were about to sit back.

Wu clan - twelve ancestor witches!

As the strongest force in Zixiao Palace, no one expected that these twelve people had no intention of fighting for the cushion, but instead blocked Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.

"Assholes of the Wu clan..."

Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi's original joy disappeared, and they were immediately furious.

Being pulled by the twelve ancestor witches, even though they were rare Daluo perfections in the prehistoric world and had the Chaos Bell, a treasure of creation.

But the two of them obviously no longer had the ability to fight for the cushion in front of them.

Looking at the angry Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the twelve ancient witches hid their merits and fame, turned around andHe sat down directly on the cushion of the level, and looked at the two people with a smile.

Although this era has just begun, the witch clan has appeared, and the demon clan has already shown signs under the leadership of Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi.

The two major forces have fought in the prehistoric world more than once or twice.

They, the witch clan, do not respect heaven or earth, and have always respected Pangu.

Although the saints said that they were coming, they did not have any intention of rushing forward.

So, at this time, of course, they have to make things difficult for their opponents!

This scene also made many powerful people around them twitch their eyelids.

Who said that the witch clan has no brains and will only rush up to fight recklessly.

You look at your brains, don’t you think they are pretty good!

Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi, two strong contenders for the cushion, were eliminated, and many Daluo Perfectionists were secretly happy.

But the next scene did make their good mood go bad instantly.

No one expected that Fuxi, a Daluo perfect cultivator, would actually give up the chance to compete for his sister.

He stopped all the other Daluo for a moment with his own strength. He pushed Nuwa onto the fourth cushion.

The only two remaining cushions made many prehistoric masters anxious, and they all wanted to rush forward and sit down.

But due to mutual obstruction, no one could rush out of the crowd for a while.

The Red Cloud Ancestor and the Kunpeng Ancestor, who were famous for their speed, suffered from the lack of powerful spiritual treasures to protect their bodies and were blocked by other Daluo.

And Daluo like the Minghe Ancestor and Zhenyuanzi, who had powerful spiritual treasures, did not have the speed to compete for the first place and could not get ahead of everyone.

For a while, the scene was a bit stiff.

At this moment, two figures strangely appeared not far from the cushions, and sat on them directly at a speed that the Daluo could not react in time.

"Uh..."

The Daluo who were still fighting for the position were stunned when they saw the two figures on the mat.

Looking closely, who else could these two figures be but Jie Yin and Zhunti who were the last to arrive outside Zixiao Palace.

What stunned the Daluo the most was that the reason why the two of them could sit down was not because of their powerful spiritual treasures or their extraordinary strength, but because...

They took a detour!

That's right, they didn't fly straight to the mat like the other Daluo, but circled a little and went around the side of Zixiao Palace.

"Dear Daoists, I am Zhunti, thank you for letting me go this time!" Zhunti turned slightly sideways on the mat and saluted the Daluo with a smile.