Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Styx watched all this with great interest.

"Friend Hongjun, what do you think?"

Drinking enlightenment tea and eating spiritual fruit, Styx said meaningfully.

Hongjun's face turned cold, how could his dojo allow them to be presumptuous here.

With a wave of his hand, Hongjun ordered Haotian and Yaochi to open the gate of Zixiao Palace.

The time has come for the preaching to begin.

Let the ancestral witch outside the door mess around, and he will definitely lose face in front of Styx.

Squeak!

A pair of boys and girls came out, looking at the great powers outside the door without a trace of fear or shock.

As Hongjun's Taoist boys, their cultivation base has reached Daluo Jinxian.

This surprised everyone outside the door.

"The Taoist boy of the saint has the cultivation base of the Daluo Jinxian. It really is a great opportunity."

"Everyone, please come in!"

Haotian raised his voice and said.

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Take a guess.

Will Hongyun and Kunpeng give up their seats?

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Chapter 93 Competing for a seat, Hongyun gives up his seat

The gate of Zixiao Palace opened.

Everyone saw six futons in the main hall, exuding Taoism.

By chance, these six futons must be extraordinary.

Thinking of this, everyone used their magical powers to rush to the six seats, trying to occupy one of them.

Sanqing turned into three startled dragons, pierced the space, and came to the futon first.

Taiqing Laozi firmly occupied the chief position.

Yuanshi and Tongtian were neck and neck, taking the second and third positions respectively.

Di Jun and Tai Yi did not compete for positions.

Somehow, they already knew what these six positions represented.

They were already disciples of Styx, so it was impossible for them to worship Hongjun as their teacher.

Fuxi saw that Sanqing had already taken his seat.

With a heartbroken heart, he directly pushed his palms on Nuwa's body.

With the help of Fuxi, Nuwa landed steadily on the fourth position.

Fuxi stood directly behind Nuwa, preventing someone from sneaking up on her and vying for Nuwa's seat.

Immediately afterwards, the situation changed.

The air of wind and fire flashed by, and it was Hongyun Patriarch, who was transformed into a million miles of Hongyun, occupying the fifth seat.

Zhen Yuanzi followed closely behind, protecting Hong Yun.

Beside Kunpeng, the wind blew violently, and thunder and lightning blew together.

He turned into a beam of light, fluttered his wings and flew high, occupying the sixth seat in an instant.

With a gloomy face, Kunpeng stared around vigilantly.

Seeing that the six seats had already been occupied, the other members had no choice but to sit cross-legged behind the six futons.

Deep in Zixiao Palace.

Seeing all this, Styx smiled inexplicably.

"Hongyun gave up his seat, and Kunpeng was implicated by him. I don't believe that there is no scheme by Hongjun."

No matter how stupid he is, Hong Yun will never give up his seat for no reason.

Just relying on the reputation of a great benefactor in the wild, it is not enough to compare with the seat of Zixiao Palace.

Moreover, Hongyun's benevolent person is just seeking the merits of heaven.

A person who cultivates the Tao uses everything to the extreme, how can he be a simple abusive person.

Drinking Wu Dao tea, Ming He didn't say a word.

Quietly waiting for Hongjun's calculation.

Just when Haotian and Yaochi were about to completely close the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Two sallow and emaciated Taoists came in through the crack of the door.

Fortunately, they are thin enough, otherwise they must not be able to get in.

His face was ugly, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Zhunti and Jieyin looked at the already occupied seats, feeling bitter in their hearts.

Those six futons were obviously a great opportunity.

The West is barren and defeated, so it can only give it a go.

The lead and the quasi-submitter exchanged glances.

"Wow……"

Da Neng in Zixiao Palace heard a miserable cry.