Honghuang: Signing In for A Hundred Years, My Dao Identity was Exposed by Yunxiao

"Hahaha!!!!"

"Senior is really predictable, I'm afraid I already knew that I would have this difficulty!"

"First, Heavenly Emperor Haotian complained. The conferred gods and calamities began, and the three clears must be divided. Now I am hesitant to abolish the holy position. The predecessors have all expected it. It is really holy."

Looking at a line of calligraphy fonts on the paper, he smiled up to the sky.

The laughter is arrogant and dry, full of optimism and self-confidence of firmness and hard work, without any previous hesitation and hesitation.

This confidence is precisely the line of calligraphy on the paper that gives Tongtian the power.

On the unremarkable piece of paper, only fourteen ancient characters were written, just like a poetic proverb:

Only by sacrificing a lot of ambition, dare to change the sun and the moon to a new sky!

After reading it through, Tongtian only felt that the atmosphere and heroic that swallowed mountains and rivers in his heart.

In the verse, there is a spirit of self-confidence and optimism that never gets discouraged, never backs down, never compromises, and almost flew out through the paper.

It was this spirit that infected Tongtian, which made him want to look up to the sky and laugh.

The peerless master, Senior Ning Cheng, probably had long expected that he might have the idea of ​​abolishing the Holy Throne, so he wrote a poem for him as an encouragement.

Tongtian felt the charm of that verse.

Dare to compete with the Tao of Heaven, it is truly awe-inspiring, never seen before!

This piece of heaven and earth in Honghuang, if it doesn't go according to one's own wishes, then what about replacing this piece of heaven and earth?

When talking and laughing, bluntly changing the way of heaven, I am afraid that only a peerless master like Ning Cheng can do it!

Why fear sacrifice?

"Hey, this font?"

Lines of fonts on the paper, iron painted with silver hooks, and pens with dragons and snakes, are full of strokes and rhythms.

After a while, looking at this copybook, Tongtian suddenly widened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"This calligraphy copybook is written on plain paper, but the fonts on the paper are full of Dao rhyme, isn't it amazing?"

"The fourteen words of the verse have such mighty power, and for a saint, they are enough to be called priceless treasures!"

At this moment, fourteen calligraphy fonts are imprinted on the paper, and if you sweep away your spirit, you will find that calligraphy has spawned a world of heaven and earth. The world is chaotic and hazy, time seems to stand still, thousands of rhymes hang down, and it is extremely bright, as if it has reached eternity. .

Immersed in the thousands of rhymes of calligraphy, Tongtian gradually lost his mind.

All the pictures from the past flashed before his eyes.

Since the birth of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, it has transformed into Sanqing, excited and novel.

On Matthew 14, Yuanshi and Tongtian have the same root and the same origin.

Zixiao Palace heard the words, Zixiao Palace apprentice, confident and generous.

In the final scene, the three people of Sanqing stood up respectively, people taught, explained and blocked, and became holy by virtue of their merits.

"Hahaha, Pangu Sanqing, the same root and the same origin, but it's just a hypocritical, false feeling!"

A trace of mockery appeared on the corner of Tongtian's mouth: "What about the saint, in front of the Tao of Heaven, in front of the immeasurable tribulations, all living beings are ants, and the saint is just a slightly stronger ant."

"The number of days requires my disciples to enter the world to respond to the calamity and perish to stop the teaching, so what if the number of days is reversed?"

Full of unyielding, full of resentment, has completely ignited Tongtian's mood, as if the sky is burning the world, burning the world of the heavens.

But in the next second, all the anger and indignation were like the water of the Nine Netherworlds, as quiet as the abyss.

The figure of Tongtian sitting on the futon of Biyou Palace, his aura became more and more mysterious, and the thousands of visions behind him transformed the terrifying scene of the reincarnation of the heavens.

"Only sacrifice a lot of ambition and dare to call the sun and the moon a new sky!"

In an instant, Tongtian opened his holy eyes, and a ray of divine light penetrated into the prehistoric world, penetrated the infinite world, and seemed to see countless phantoms.

"That ruthless man, who can be cruel against the sky, behead himself, live the ninth life, constantly reach the peak of invincibility, how can I be weaker than the queen!"

"Self-cutting the holy position, what's the difficulty!"

The holy sound fell, and he stood up in the sky, stepped out one step, and came to the void of Penglai Immortal Island, standing in the heaven and earth.

The monstrous holy power shrouded the entire prehistoric land, and the immortal energy lingered around the sky, making a great sound, shaking the world, and rumbled loudly.

All the disciples in the Penglai Immortal Island were shaken, and all the creatures above the East China Sea were on their knees.

"Teacher, what's wrong, why did such a powerful saint's coercion erupt?"

Duobao and the Virgin of Jinling were curious and puzzled, while Yunxiao was worried.

"Look, heaven!"

Suddenly, the immortals who looked up to the void were stunned.

I saw that on the teacher's sky, the sun, moon, and stars were bleak. The originally clear blue sky of hundreds of thousands of miles turned dark like chaos, the sky was rumbling with thunder, and electric lights flashed on the edge of the dark, galloping between heaven and earth, a chill!

Every electric light on the sky is incomparably powerful.

Even if it is Yunxiao, Duobao will feel shivering and feel cold inside.

"What is the teacher going to do?"

"That's the divine punishment against the saint!"

Duobao, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Yunxiao and others were shocked.

What their teacher, Tongtian, is going to do will attract a warning from Huanghuang Tianwei.

At the same time, feeling the powerful changes in the prehistoric world, all have the eyes of the saints.

........

Daluo Mountain, Eight Views Palace.

Taishang Laozi sat on the futon, and suddenly opened his holy eyes, a ray of divine light suddenly appeared, through the heavy void, and fell on the figure of Penglai Xiandao.

"Tongtian, do you really dare to go against the number of days?"

"You need to know that the sky and the earth rotate. You have no room for turning around. Why is this so?"

The faint sigh fell in the Bajing Palace, the surrounding lights were dim and bright, and soon it gradually subsided.

Become silent!

.........

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun told the twelve golden immortals to confer the content of the gods and the calamities.

"The calamity is coming, the killing is imminent, and the disciples of the three sects sign the list of gods. You are all people with deep roots in the source of blessings, but you also need to know how to obey the sky and respect the way, and don't provoke the right and wrong of the world!"

"Otherwise, if you fall into the Conferred God Ranking, your teacher will not be able to save you!"

"Teacher, we know!" The Twelve Golden Immortals bowed their heads.

Yun Zhongzi said with a smile: "I wait for the disciples of Chanjiao, all of them are true immortals of morality, helping the world and saving the people, how can they provoke right and wrong in the world, and if they want to provoke right and wrong, it is also a shaved and horned generation who loves fame and fortune in the world. "

"Senior brother is absolutely right, the group of people who are shaved and horned, and those who are wet and egg-shaped, are also worthy of the same name as my teaching, and they should be on the list of gods!"

"Just wait until you know. If you encounter the group of monsters and demons who intercept the teaching, you will be fine if you kill them."

Explaining the matter of conferring the gods of the twelve golden immortals, Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to leave, but suddenly the holy eyes narrowed and became extremely cold.

"Tongtian, you really dare to defy the number of days, do you really want to die?"

"I don't know what to do!"

Although Yuanshi Tianzun did not know what Tongtian wanted to do, what exactly was in his heart.

But being able to draw a warning of Tiandao's coercion is enough to prove that Tongtian wants to do something diabolical.

They are saints of the Tao of Heaven, and their primordial spirit is entrusted to the Tao of Heaven.

It may even fall to the Holy Throne!

The conferred gods measure the robbery is obviously the sage's disciple should be robbed, and has nothing to do with the sage.

Tongtian is such a group of beasts with hair and horns, destroying the name of Sanqing, and rebelling against the number of days, is it really worth it?

............

West, Mount Sumeru.

The vast sound of the Buddha and the golden light shone through the summit of Sumeru.

Zhunti and Jiyin Shuangsheng were preaching to the disciples and disciples, and the scene of golden lotus surging in the ground appeared.

Suddenly, Zhunti's eyes widened, his face full of joy and surprise:

"Jieyin Senior Brother, what do you think Tongtian intends to do, and it has attracted a warning from Heaven's Dao pressure?"

Jieyin looked at the lonely figure in white clothes, and shook his head:

"In the Zixiao Palace, Tongtian's bold words to go against the number of days have now drawn a warning from Heavenly Dao. If he really dares to do that, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape safely."

"I thought Tong Tian would do such a thing so innocently that it would cause Heavenly Dao punishment, and Tongtian would never feel better."

Zhun mention gloating.

"It's best if Tongtian's strength plummets, and our Western religion can take this opportunity to bring that teaching to the West, and my Western religion will definitely thrive."

Zhunti did not hide his inner thoughts, and his eyes were watching the follow-up development.

.........

"Brother Tongtian really dare to defy the number of days?"

Inside the snail palace, a trace of astonishment and curiosity appeared on the face of Saint Nuwa.

Does the sage Tongtian really dare to act against the number of days?

They are all saints of the Tao of Heaven who have been made holy by virtue of their merits. Their primordial spirits entrust the Tao of heaven and go against the number of days, which is equivalent to violating the Tao of heaven.

In that case, Tongtian will definitely be punished by Heavenly Dao.

Even with the dignity of a saint, facing the way of heaven, there is a danger of death of the saint.

What is Tongtian going to do?

......

"Haha~~"

Above the void, Tongtian looked up and stared at the Huanghuang Tiandao coercion warning above his head, and there was a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that you are aware of my thoughts and want to stop me?"

"Unfortunately, the way of heaven is unfair, so what if I go against the sky?"

Infinite holy power erupted on Tongtian Sect Master, causing the sun, moon and stars in the sky to crumble, and Tianyu seemed to be split apart by the Xianzhu sword light that shot up behind Tongtian Sect Master.

Tongtian is using his holy power to declare his attitude.

"teacher!"

Duobao, Yunxiao, and many other sects and immortals were full of worry when they watched Tongtian Cult Master choose to confront the pressure of Tiandao without hesitation.

Above the void, the sky-reaching demeanor is even better than before, the white clothes are not stained with dust, the black hair dances lightly, and the eyes are as deep as the ocean, with a supreme demeanor.

"Oh, Tongtian, do you really want to do this?"

A soft sigh echoed on the coast of the East China Sea for hundreds of millions of miles.

An old man in linen appeared in the void, his face was neither sad nor happy, facing the Tongtian Sect Master.

"Hongjun Daozu!" Duobao, Yun Xiao and others have recognized the old moral identity.

"Are you Tiandao or Hongjun?"

Tongtian looked at Hongjun who appeared silently without any momentum, and made no secret of asking.

"Hongjun!"

"This is the last time I call the teacher, are you here to stop me?" Tong Tian's tone improved.

"Yes, why is it so far?"

Hong Jun shook his head lightly: "The immeasurable calamity has come, but it is not aimed at the saints, but your disciples who have committed red dust disasters."

"Conferred God and Measured Tribulation is not aimed at saints, but why is my disciple?"

"Being humiliated for no reason as a person with horns and horns, as a master, do I still have an attitude that I have nothing to do with myself?"

"Conferred God and Measured Tribulation, if you want me to intercept and teach disciples to fill in, I will never agree to it!"

The mighty and ethereal holy sound fell into the heaven and the earth, and the disciples of the whole Penglai Immortal Island burst into tears.

It turned out that their teacher fought against the Dao of Heaven for the sake of their disciples, to avoid consecration of gods and calamities.

"Master!" Duobao looked up at Tongtian's figure and clenched his fists tightly.

"Master! Master! Master!"

The disciples of the interception taught to Tongtian to kneel and kowtow to the ground, tears falling from their eyes.

Their teacher, Tongtian, turned out to fight against Heaven for them!

"But did you know, if you did that."

Hongjun looked at Tongtian complicatedly, and sighed, "I can't even protect you, and you've even fallen!"

"Today I can step back in front of the Dao of Quantum Jie, and tomorrow I will also step back in front of the Dao of Quantum Jie. Tomorrow and tomorrow, what's the difference between me and the Dao of Heaven?"

"Even if there is the nightmare of the Holy Fall, I will never regret it!"

The white clothes fluttered in the sky, his eyes widened angrily, and he questioned the terrifying vision of the Chaos Heavenly Thunder above his head.

The holy sound spread throughout the entire prehistoric world, throughout the nine heavens and ten places, and countless supernatural powers were full of surprises and shocks, and their hearts were terrified!

Tongtian dares to scold Tiandao in such rage!

However, as soon as Tongtian's voice fell, the chaotic wonders above his head that made the saints tremble were brewing endless terror.

Saying these words, Tongtian is not without a price, at this moment, seven orifices are bleeding.

"Master, don't talk, don't talk!"

"We are willing to fight against the calamity with you, intercepting and intercepting the chance of life!"

Duobao, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Our Lady of Wudang, Our Lady of Turtle Spirit, Yunxiao, Bixiao, Qiongxiao, Zhao Gongming, and the Ten Heavenly Monarchs all knelt down and cried, begging Tongtian not to fight the way of heaven again.

Tongtian closed his eyes and saw that his seven orifices were bleeding, but he spread his hands with a calm expression, as if he wanted to contain the whole world.

Taking him as the center, the mighty Shengwei blasted out to the Penglai immortal island layer by layer:

"Thousands of elephants hang down from the sky, and all things are carried by the earth. Today, Tongtian 373 will cut himself to the throne, in order to intercept the ray of life in the way of heaven!"

"Tongtian seeks a lifeline!"

The voice of the Tongtian sect reverberated in the prehistoric world.

Inside and outside the thirty-three days, the nine secluded underworlds, hundreds of millions of beings are clearly audible.

The prehistoric world, there is no movement!

At this moment, Daozu Hongjun looked at Tongtian, who was bleeding all over his body, showing a hint of sadness.

I don't know if Tongtian's reluctance to be a puppet of the Heavenly Dao touched him.

At this moment, when they heard the voice of Tongtian self-destructing the Holy Throne, the other Saints of the Great Desolation were horrified, and their facial expressions were extremely complicated and shocked.

At this moment, countless Great Desolate Magicians were stunned and stunned. They looked at the coast of the East China Sea and sensed it in the dark.

A white-robed Taoist waved his Qingping sword in a long smile and cut him off.

Originally, everyone thought it would be full of sadness and desolation, but Tongtian's long laughter was extremely free and easy and relieved.

It's like doing something you've always wanted to do, but didn't dare to do.

But at this time, it was on top of Tongtian.

The terrifying chaotic vision just now has slowly condensed into a scorpion without any emotional fluctuations.

Heavenly Eyes!

Indifferent, ruthless, and even the saint seems to have a terrified sense of death crisis.

Tongtian's self-destruction of the holy position has already angered it.

Is Tiandao going to punish Tongtian now?

Countless supernatural powers look to the sky through the endless void.

The white clothes on Tongtian's body have turned into blood, and the breath of a powerful saint has fallen to the state of the quasi-sage peak. Even the breath of life is extremely weak, as if it can fall at any time.

"Master! Master, master!"

On Penglai Immortal Island, countless immortals saw this scene, and their cries and grievances shook the world.

How unfair the way of heaven is to Tongtian, how unfair is the way of heaven to Intercept!

"Hahaha!!!"

The holy blood on Xueyi slowly dripped down, Tongtian fell to the ground on one knee, propped up his body with the Qingping sword, and kept letting out a faint chuckle.

"It's not enough!"

I saw that he stretched out his hand and patted his Tianling Gai. He raised his head and roared furiously. With a violent pump, a purple aura that exuded a supreme and holy breath was drawn out.

"That's Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Countless supernatural powers saw Hongmeng Purple Qi, their eyes suddenly condensed, and they screamed, and the powerful desire and greed in their hearts immediately spewed out.

That is the purple qi that can make people sanctified!

At this time, when Tongtian drew out his Primordial Violet Qi from his Primordial Spirit Soul, his own aura had shrunk to the extreme.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi, isn't that the thread behind the saint that restrains the puppet?"

Tongtian bleeds from the corners of his mouth, shook his head and let out a sneer, looking at countless powerful consciousnesses in the void.

"If you want to be a puppet, go find it!"

In Tongtian's hands, Hongmeng Ziqi was thrown into the void like garbage.

However, in the face of that primordial purple qi, countless great masters did not dare to move, and even the saints remained dead silent.

Because of the heavenly eyes above Tongtian's head, there seemed to be a trace of anger.

Infinite annihilating thunder is brewing!

It seems that Tongtian's attitude of abandoning Hongmeng Ziqi just now has angered Tiandao. .