Honghuang: I can evolve all things

In Zixiao Palace, Haotian, who had just flown back, looked angry, clenched his little fists tightly, and glared angrily at Xiao Hei, who closed his eyes and took a nap.

It's a shame! A finger flew so far, it took a lot of effort to fly back, but the robe was torn by the chaotic qi into a beggar's outfit.

Yao Chi snickered on the side.

Haotian has been dragging and dragging, which has long made Yaochi look unpleasant.

Suddenly, on the futon of the main seat in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, dressed in a purple robe, appeared on it, his face indifferent.

Seeing Hongjun who appeared first, Haotian's face was overjoyed, and he felt that Hongjun must have defeated the innate demon god, otherwise he would not have come back first.

Xiao Hei opened one eye, glanced at Hongjun, and closed it again.

He didn't believe that Hongjun could defeat Ling Tian!

Hongjun saw Haotian's miserable appearance, his cheeks twitched slightly, and with a hint of anger, he looked at Xiao Hei.

Ling Tian suddenly flashed next to Xiao Hei.

Hongjun's face froze, and he turned back and chose to follow his heart.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Haotian's robe was restored to its original state.

Haotian looked angry and glared at Xiao Hei with hatred, but seeing that Ling Tian was not too seriously injured, he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

He thought that it must be the mercy of Dao Zu's subordinates.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I have already spatriot, I don't know when you will return to your own dojo?"

Hongjun really couldn't stand Ling Tian's smiling appearance on the side, and every time he saw Ling Tian, his face ached faintly.

When Haotian heard this, his heart became even more determined: "Dao Ancestor must have injured him, this is a kind intention to let him recuperate in his own dojo!"

Yao Chi felt that this great supernatural person could fight with his own master, which had already proved that his cultivation was good, not to mention, his mounts were so powerful, and he must be stronger.

Thinking of this, Yao Chi actually glanced at Ling Tian a few times shyly.

Ling Tian saw it, and he only thought that Yao Chi was curious.

Ling Tian stared at Hongjun with a smile and said, "What's the matter? Daoist friend is going to drive people away?" But the deity originally just planned to come to visit, but after learning from you, he wanted to stay for a while longer, and in just a few hundred years, you will preach for the sentient beings in the desolation, right? The deity is interested in listening to it, I don't know if you are willing?"

Hongjun wanted to say that he didn't want to, but looked at the golden gourd hammer that flashed in Ling Tian's hand, and endured it!

"If Daoist friends want to stay in this humble Zixiao Palace for a long time, Lao Dao is naturally overjoyed. Hongjun said something against his will.

When Haotian heard this, he was even more disdainful in his heart: "Hmph! This is the man who wants to listen to the master's sermon in the palace after losing to the master." "

When Yao Chi heard this, she was a little happy, and she actually showed a little bit of her little daughter's shame.

Not to mention Ling Tian this time, even Hongjun noticed a hint of something strange, and glanced at Yao Chi a little strangely.

No matter how sluggish Ling Tian was, he could also sense that something was wrong at this time.

"Yaochi, it can't be that you have any thoughts about me, right?"

Ling Tian was not frightened by Hongjun, but he was frightened by Yaochi.

Looking at Yao Chi's figure of a little bean sprout, Ling Tian silently thought in his heart: "Sin, sin, sin." "

Ling Tian was a saint, but not a sage, but if you asked him to have any sinful thoughts about Yao Chi, who still looked like a little girl, it would be too much.

However, it is naturally difficult to talk about this matter, so I can only pretend to be calm.

Hongjun didn't care too much about it, most of his mind on this matter was on dealing with Ling Tian.

It was really the impression that Ling Tian gave him, it was too terrifying.

"In that case, the deity will bother one or two. Ling Tian withdrew his gaze from Yao Chi and said to Hongjun.

They were silent and closed their eyes.

Haotian and Yaochi also quietly retreated and practiced silently.

Hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

When there were still ten years left before the millennium period, Hongjun and Ling Tian both opened their eyes.

Hongjun nodded to Ling Tian, and then waved his hand, and in the front hall of Zixiao Palace, six ordinary-looking futons appeared in the front hall.

Ling Tianming is clear, this is the legendary sanctified futon.

He was a little interested in what was next.

Hongjun stretched out his hand to Zixiao Palace again.

Zixiao Palace, which had been covered by Hongjun with his magical powers, finally revealed its true form in the chaos.

In the midst of the chaos, thousands of people who had searched for the power of the Zixiao Palace for hundreds of years were all sensitive.

According to the operation of heaven and Hongjun's deduction, the first person to come here should be the authentic Sanqing of Pangu.

Sanqing is a heavenly saint with the merit of opening the heavens!

Half of the futon has its seats.

Hongjun has not seen Sanqing in shape, so he is also looking forward to it.

But in a moment, the breath of a living soul finally appeared around Zixiao Palace.

After Hongjun sensed it, he suddenly frowned.

In the chaos, a stunning woman, with a jade bottle hanging on her head and nine tails swaying behind her, moved lightly with her lotus steps, walking towards Zixiao Palace step by step.

Although it seemed to be just a light step, with every step, the distance between her and Zixiao Palace shrank by thousands of miles!

Ling Tian naturally sensed it, and a woman's figure appeared in his eyes.

Even with his concentration, he couldn't help but be shocked by the woman's appearance.

It's so beautiful!

It seems that the word beauty is tailor-made for her.

However, after being shocked, Ling Tian's face was a little strange.

"Is it her?".

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