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

After the words fell, Tongtian just replied casually, and didn't say much, he hated Tianting extremely, especially Haotian was one of his enemies.

If Haotian hadn't complained to Daozu Hongjun, Fengshenliangjie wouldn't have caused so many troubles, and the countless disciples who stopped teaching would not have become hawks and dogs of the heavenly court, controlled by others.

Seeing this, Haotian and Yaochi raised the corners of their mouths slightly, without any anger.

They knew that the prehistoric sages didn't want to see them, anyway, they had gained a lot from the Conferred God Quantity Tribulation, so it was nothing to receive such a supercilious look.

After walking to the seat, Haotian and Yaochi chatted with King Zhou very cordially.

One is the Lord of the Three Realms, and the other is the King of the Human Race, their status is not much different.

Soon after the people from the Heavenly Court arrived, Empress Nuwa also came to the banquet hall on a golden phoenix. To the surprise of Master Tongtian, Nuwa's cultivation had reached the mid-sage stage.

You know, among the ancient saints, only Nuwa is at the end of the crane in terms of cultivation, so it can be said that anyone can bully them.

During the Lich Tribulation, Kunpeng stripped Nuwa of her authority in the human race, and the demon lord Hongyun even blasted Nuwa, who went directly to the source of the heavenly dao for reincarnation, and her cultivation almost fell out of the realm of a saint, which was very miserable Xixi.

After Fuxi's death, Nuwa became completely silent, and no longer cared about the prehistoric affairs, but practiced in retreat in Wahuangtian.

"The Second Sage of the West, the Heavenly Venerate is here!"

As the voice fell, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Yuanshi Tianzun descended into the banquet hall.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't even look at Tongtian, but sat down in front of his own seat, only Guangchengzi followed beside him, and the other disciples of Chanjiao didn't come.

Master Tongtian was not surprised by Yuanshi Tianzun's performance.

Explaining and cutting off teachings have long been mortal enemies, and they have never been in contact with each other.

"Brother Tongtian, what do you think of the newly recruited Buddhist disciples in Pindao?"

With a big bald head on his face, Zhunti said lazily, beside him stood the Six Immortals of Jiejiao, but they had already surrendered to the Western religion.

Golden hoop Buddha, Vairocana Buddha, Qiushou Buddha, Lingya Buddha, Golden Light Buddha, and Dingguang Huanxi Buddha.

These six people were originally the accompanying immortals of the Lord Tongtian, but they were reduced to minions of Buddhism.

"not so good."

"It's just a bunch of traitors, you'd better sit still."

"When the real decisive battle begins, I will take the heads of you and Jieying. Western religions are just a bunch of rubbish."

Master Tongtian had already seen it, so he didn't get angry on the spot.

Now my own cultivation is in the late stage of a saint, and it is no problem to have one against two, and Zhunti is doomed to perish.

"Now there are only the Nether World, the Human Sect, the Demon Court, and the Holy Land of the Human Race."

"As soon as they arrive, Daozu and Shangzun will come."

The demon lord Hongyun spoke to stop the war of words between several people. After all, a saint can't spit feces like a shrew at will, which would hurt the saint's virtue.

With the passage of time, Zhen Yuanzi and Taiqing Laozi also came one after another.

The saints chatted casually, as if they loved each other as a family.

"The demon emperor and the demon emperor have arrived, and I will present you with a top-grade innate spirit treasure."

The disciple who delivered the order had a loud voice, and he was so excited.

What is the pattern, this is called the pattern.

It's really inhumane to give away the best innate spirit treasure casually.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, long time no see."

Accompanied by endless visions, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Xi He, Chang Xi, and a few maidservants from the Monster Race accompanied them.

As the masters of the Demon Court, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi seemed extremely low-key, not because they didn't have pomp, but because they couldn't steal the limelight from Blood Lord Styx.

After all, Styx is coming to the banquet of Jiejiao.

The apprentice stole the limelight from the master, so let's wait for the tempering of love.

"As expected of Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun and Fellow Daoist Donghuang, I will not be polite to this supreme innate spiritual treasure."

"The pinnacle of the saint is still the chance of the two fellow Taoists."

As soon as Tongtian said this, all the monks were shocked.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi have only been saints for how many years in the late stage, and they have broken through a small realm in such a short time, and the saints instantly feel that the world is not worth it.

Sitting up in a dying dream, the clown was myself.

Did not expect to become saints, they are still a hit.

If there is a net to suppress the clouds in the wild, then the saints will definitely sing a song and cut the plum.

"Generally average."

"The best innate spirit treasure, it's just a return gift from my demon court to fellow Taoists."

"When the emperor held the heavenly marriage, fellow daoists bleed a lot."

Di Jun opened his mouth slowly and waved his hands casually. The top-grade innate spirit treasure is not a particularly rare treasure in the demon court.

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong, please sit down quickly."

Tong Tian stood up and personally led Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai to their seats.

After Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi arrived, Kunpeng also came.

Before the banquet started, only Daozu Hongjun and Blood Lord Styx remained.

As for the void dragon Chen Beixuan, the ruthless emperor Bingfeng, and the chaotic ink unicorn An Lan, they did not participate in this banquet because they were Styx clones.

Styx, as the protagonist, has been silent for a long time, and is finally about to appear.

Chapter 357 Hongjun Taoist Ancestor Appears, The Strength of the Phoenix Clan

Jinao Island.

In the banquet hall, countless monks talked with each other.

The sages chatted one after another, but the official banquet has not yet started.

Suddenly, the entire prehistoric world suddenly went dark.