Hong Huang: Became a Chaos Demon God at the beginning

"sure!"

Taishang Laojun nodded and said.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Jinxian, the three of Tongtian returned the same way and left the island.

"This dynasty of the Haotian Emperor is so terrifying. Its origin can be traced back to ancient times. It has been standing for such a long time. It can be seen that the background is unfathomable. The general said that there may be something hidden."

When Yuanshi Tianzun thought of General Long's narration, he felt creepy and terrifying. Perhaps what he said was not the whole story of the Haotian Dynasty!

"However, Emperor Haotian's recruitment of talents with great fanfare is obviously damaging the foundation of the teacher. We should report to the teacher and let him be on guard."

Taishang Laojun said suddenly.

Hearing this, the two of Tongtian also realized the seriousness of the matter and nodded one after another.They naturally understood that the raging ambitions of the Haotian Emperor's Dynasty, although they were said to be recruiting talents, also damaged Hongjun's foundation.

Although the three brothers knew that Emperor Haotian's dynasty was unfathomable, they still chose to stand by Hongjun. After all, Hongjun had promised them the position of disciple.

After the three sermons are over, their disciples will be confirmed, so they also feel closer to Hongjun.

"How can I find Zixiao Palace if it disappears?"

Tongtian obviously agrees with Taishang's point of view, that is to tell Hongjun the situation here, but Zixiao Palace is hidden, so how to find Hongjun.

"It's simple to say. With the strength and means of the teacher, we only need to pray sincerely, and maybe he will know."

The Taishang seemed to have thought of something. With the cultivation base of Hongjun Tiandao sage, he was connected to the heavenly way and could see everything. In the name of prayer, he should be able to sense it.

"Try it, and then you'll know!"

Afterwards, the three Taishangs closed their eyes, prayed sincerely, and silently recited "Teacher Hongjun, please show up!"

Although they don't know if it is possible, at least they have to try it.

As time went by, after a few breaths, wisps of white clouds came from the sky, forming a big face, which was Hongjun's old face.

Obviously, this move is feasible, and their sincere prayers really attracted Hongjun. Although it is a bit unbelievable, it is not unreasonable.

As a sage of heaven, Hongjun controls the existence of the river of fate, so it is normal for Hongjun to be so happy that someone calls him.

"What are you calling me for?"

At this time, the big face formed by the gathering of white clouds spoke out a vast and majestic voice.

"Meet the teacher!"

Hearing this, Sanqing bowed and saluted.

Afterwards, the Taishang spoke up and told Hongjun everything Bu Zhoushan had seen and heard.

"So that's the case, but I've known about this for a long time. The Emperor Haotian Dynasty should not be underestimated. There are very difficult people. Remember, don't provoke them."

"The poor Taoist will deal with this matter, you go back first, and understand what you have learned from listening to the sermon this time."

Baiyun spit out human words, the words fell and drifted away with the wind, but they came and went in a hurry.

"I didn't expect that even the teacher had such a high opinion of the Haotian Emperor Dynasty, and he was faintly afraid of the Haotian Emperor Dynasty, otherwise he would not tolerate them recruiting talents."

Taishang Laojun sighed endlessly.

"Let's go, go back to practice!"

Tong Tian didn't bother to talk much, turned into a stream of light and left, followed by the other two, heading back to Kunlun.

It can be said that they have gained a lot from coming out this time. They have to go back early to sacrifice and refine the gourds to consolidate all the insights from listening to the Tao in Zixiao Palace.

Even breaking through the quasi-sage!

prehistoric east

Emperor Haotian

Haotian sits high above him. Since he broke through the Wuji Luo, his imperial aura has become more powerful, and his every move is filled with great majesty, and all civil and military officials are more in awe of him.

"My dear friends, what's the situation in Honghuang now?"

At this moment, Haotian opened his mouth slowly, although the words were flat, but the civil and military officials felt the great majesty and did not dare to look directly.

"Your Majesty, now our emperor is in the prehistoric state, and there are foreign tribes in all directions to inquire about the situation of the emperor. The people often conflict with the witches. If we don't stop them, there will be a war in the future."

"In addition, General Long went to Buzhou Mountain to recruit talents. There are already six Da Luo Jinxians who are willing to serve His Majesty, and 130 six Jinxians are also willing to be loyal to His Majesty. The rest are all rejected!"

Prime Minister Bai Ze spoke slowly.

"The Wu Clan is of Pangu's bloodline, and their luck is magnificent. If the Wu Clan is destroyed, our Emperor Haotian's dynasty will definitely suffer a loss of luck."

"Why don't I go to the Pangu Hall with His Majesty, suppressing them with my cultivation will definitely make them restrain themselves!"

The national teacher Zhudi proposed.

He is a strong man in the mid-stage of Wuji Luo, with great supernatural powers, he can naturally see through the roots of the Wu Clan. If the Wu Clan is wiped out, the emperor's luck will also be damaged, which is really not worthwhile.

It's better to send out two Wuji Luos to frighten the Wu clan, so that they will be afraid and no longer conflict with the people.

"Can!"

Hearing this, Haotian nodded in agreement.

Originally, he wanted to destroy the witch clan and never suffer from future troubles, but when he heard that the imperial court would damage his luck, he gave up this idea and chose to adopt the proposal of the national teacher.

After all, although luck sounds illusory, it is closely related to the life and death of the imperial dynasty. If the luck is majestic, the dynasty will prosper forever. If luck is exhausted, the dynasty will come to an end.

It's so mysterious!

"Then Master Lao will go with me, and I want to see how the Wu Clan can dare to bully my people!"

Haotian said indifferently.

the other side

As Haotian's voice fell, the twelve ancestor witches sneezed one after another, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

"Fuck!"

"Could it be that Hongjun wants to destroy my witch clan?!"

Di Jiang, the head of the ancestral witches, had an extremely ugly expression on his face.In his mind, the only person in the prehistoric world who could threaten the Wu Clan was the sage Hongjun.

Immediately, Di Jiang didn't dare to be careless, and summoned the Twelve Ancestral Witches to the Pangu Palace, and began to discuss ways to deal with the enemy.

He looked like he was facing an enemy! !

Chapter 144 Arriving at the Witch Clan

"Bai Ze, you must make proper arrangements for the recruited magi. Apart from the three guarantees policy, try to meet their needs."

"They are all the mainstays of the imperial dynasty. Only by setting an example can more powerful people join the imperial dynasty, do you understand?"

At this moment, Haotian is explaining the matter.

"Your Majesty, I understand!"

Prime Minister Bai Ze has a delicate mind, so he naturally understands what Haotian means. Only by serving those recruited well can more powerful people be attracted to join.

"National Teacher, Bai Ze is in charge here, everything is safe, let's go to the Wu Clan."

Haotian stood up, and the ministers in the court stood up one after another, making the sound of shouting and tsunami:

"I'm waiting to send you to Your Majesty!"

"May Your Majesty, the flag is open to victory!"

Under the watchful eyes of many courtiers, Haotian turned into a stream of light and went away, followed by the national teacher.

Not long after, the two of them entered the territory of the Wu clan. From the air, they could see houses and houses piled up with stones on the desolate land at a glance. There were strong men all over the place. He looked dark and rough, with strange shapes and no clothes covering his body.

Poor, simply poor!

I can't afford to wear clothes!

This is the people of the Wu clan!

They live in the form of tribes, drink blood like hair, kill wild animals and monsters for food, and use animal skins as fig leafs.

However, the cultivation base of the members of the outermost clan is generally not high. Because they don't have a soul, they can't even feel the two of Haotian flying over their heads.

Nothing but brute force!

shhh-

The two beams of light did not stop, looking for some kind of induction, the two passed through countless tribes and went directly to the Pangu Palace.

After a while, the two saw a sacred and extraordinary hall, located on the ground. This hall is exactly the Pangu Hall. A vague majesty of majesty is circulating, but there are only a few traces of it. That's all, nothing to be afraid of.

Rumbling--

The two of Haotian came to the sky above the Pangu Palace, and a wave of power from the Infinity Realm was released, pressing down on the Pangu Palace.

"Presumptuous, who wants to destroy my witch clan?"

Suddenly, with a rough roar, a stream of fiery red light rushed straight into the sky, but it was the fiery Zhu Rong who rushed out first.

hum-

Immediately afterwards, he shot out a burst of sky fire, which ignited the space around Haotian and Haotian, but the surface of Haotian and Haotian's bodies circulated with infinite power, so naturally they were not harmed at all.

"Retire for me, it's not you, a barbarian, who wants to come to this witch clan, call me your supreme leader!"

Haotian said impatiently, and then waved his hand, all the flames around him were extinguished, and at the same time, a force appeared to wrap around Zhu Rong, and smashed hard to the ground.

"I threw Lei and embraced my mother...".

Zhu Rong's expression changed in shock, and he couldn't help spit out the dialect of the Wu clan. He felt very helpless in the face of the irresistible force, but he also understood that the Wu clan was in serious trouble.

This is an irresistible force!

boom--

Accompanied by the earthquake, Zhu Rong, the fiery-tempered ancestral witch, slammed into the ground suddenly, stirring up dust all over the sky. However, he was not injured, and got up in disgrace, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Fack again...".

Zhu Rong's old face was flushed, and his whole body was on fire. It can be said that he was extremely angry, but he did not rush up again. After cursing secretly, he was ready to wait for the arrival of other ancestors.

"Why do fellow Taoists come to our Wu Clan, if there is any negligence, please forgive me!"

At this time, the other eleven ancestral witches came out of the hall, and the leader, Dijiang Zuwu, spoke in a pleasant manner.

Zhu Rong's soaring temptation just now made them understand that the strength of those two people is absolutely unfathomable, and they can only act first and then fight.

"I am the Great Emperor of the Haotian Dynasty, and that person is the national teacher. Because your witch clan often conflicts with my people, I came here to talk to you!"

Haotian bit the word 'Talk' very hard, his face curled up, and he looked at those ancestral witches with meaningful eyes.

"It turned out to be you! The entire Primordial Continent was opened by the Father God Pangu. It is reasonable to say that it belongs to my Wu Clan. The people just went to investigate, but they were strongly counterattacked by you. How is this reasonable?

So what if it occupies your territory? "

"You all have unknown origins. If it's not good for our Wu Clan, why don't you still let you kill us?"

Hearing this, Zuwu Gonggong was also furious. He had a bad temper at first, but now seeing Haotian's superior posture, he couldn't help but rant.

"Hehe, is this your attitude? Very good! It seems that you have already made up your mind to die!"

Rumbling--

As Haotian's words fell, the power of Wuji Luojing exploded, and countless territories trembled under his aura, and hundreds of millions of miles of sky trembled violently, almost disrupting the prehistoric celestial phenomena.

It's just terrifying!

And this is Haotian's current power, and it is also the power of a saint and a strong man!

"Fifth brother, shut up!"

Dijiang Zuwu hastily scolded.

He also trembled under Haotian's power, and he only felt that that kind of power was comparable to Hongjun's.

This made him understand that both Haotian and their national teacher are as strong as Hongjun.

Gonggong can't be allowed to continue talking, otherwise it will be irreparable, even with the power of the entire Wu clan, they will not be able to bear the other party's anger.

Of course, from Di Jiang's point of view, at least for the time being, he must not offend the other party. It will be different after he successfully comprehends the 'Du Tian Shen Sha Formation'.

That is the great formation of gods and gods, which they only recently realized from the Pangu Temple. The twelve ancestor witches are all trying their best to comprehend and perfect the formation.

In their view, if the formation can be completely perfected and deduced, at least the power of a saint can be exerted.