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It was a moment before Styx slowly raised his head.

After he found that the Thunder Vortex had completely disappeared, Styx slowly stood up.

"Whew........ The teacher is terrifying!" Styx's eyes flashed with fear.

This is just a whirlpool of heavenly tribulation! The power is so terrifying!

If the Eye of Heavenly Punishment appeared, then it would not be so easy for him.

As for admitting one's mistake to one's own teacher... Although it seems that he has lost face, how can anyone dare to laugh at him?

If anyone dares to laugh at him Styx, it's not just about offending him!

Even Daozu Hongjun will be offended!

Therefore, Styx is not worried about what will happen to his face.

Among the existing powers of the flood wilderness, they have basically been taught by Daozu Hongjun.

As for why... The teacher teaches stupid students a lesson... Need a reason?

"Alas, it seems that I have no relationship with the Holy Throne, Ancestor!" Styx sighed.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's meaning, he has completely understood, the several Heavenly Dao Holy Positions in the Flood Desolation... No part of him!

So, he's better to take another path with peace of mind!

However, I am still unwilling to do so! A trace of unwillingness flashed in Styx's eyes.

Could it be that my Styx is really not as good as the three clear them?

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In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun seemed to sense the thoughts of the River Styx, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ugh... Idiot, this is not a question of whether it is comparable or not! You have no connection with the Holy Throne, so why should you force it?"

Then, a flash of remembrance flashed in Hongjun's eyes, and when he was sanctified, he preached three times.

During that long period of preaching, he accepted four personal disciples, Sanqing and Nuwa, and because he owed the cause and effect of the West, he accepted Zhun Ti and Zhu Yin, two more named disciples.

And the remaining three thousand Hongchen guests in Zixiao Palace basically respect him as a teacher, and Hongjun really regards them as students.

At the beginning of his rebirth, he trembled every moment, for fear of losing his life in this dangerous desolation.

Then, after countless years of cultivation, countless calculations, and countless tribulations, he finally defeated all his opponents and became the first saint of the flood wilderness!

At this time, Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief, and the heartstrings that had been tense were slightly relaxed.

At this time, he realized that he had spent countless years, and although he had become a saint, he felt a trace of loneliness.

In the end, in the process of preaching for the sentient beings in the flood and desolation three times, my heart, which had become more and more cold because of the Tao, finally had a trace of warmth.

Because among the three thousand Hongchen guests, some students really respect him and really regard him as their teacher, so Hongjun is also very good to them, and often opens some small stoves or something.

Of course, there are also some students who also have other thoughts, and Hongjun is very clear, so he took advantage of the practical class to educate these bad students.

Well, that's right!

Hongjun's three Zixiao Palace sermons are divided into theoretical and practical classes!

Hongjun tells students about the truth of the road, which is a theoretical lesson!

Hongjun conducts practical exercises with students, which is a practical class!

Therefore, in the midst of the desolation, almost all the great supernatural beings have been fiercely educated by Hongjun!

That period of study must be the best memory of their lives!

"Ugh... Time flies so fast! I really want to come to Zixiao Palace to preach again!" Hongjun said with some emotion.

When Hongjun said this, most of the great supernatural beings in the flood wilderness were shocked, and they felt as if something bad was about to happen.

Then, they couldn't help but think of the years of seeking enlightenment in the Zixiao Palace... I really don't want to go through it again!

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Ever since the creation of the Asura clan by Styx gained immeasurable merit and successfully broke through to the realm of quasi-saint great perfection, some great supernatural beings who had not been able to break through the realm for a long time have followed suit.

As a result, there were some strange new races and new sects in the wilderness.

This made Hongjun feel speechless, what are you guys fooling about?

Some new races and new sects are indeed beneficial to the development of the flood famine, so Hongjun will not be stingy with merits, and will give as much as he wants.

However, some new races and new sects have no benefit to the development of the flood famine, and even bring many disadvantages, so Hongjun will not be soft and directly punish heaven.

At this time, the great supernatural beings in the flood desolation gradually calmed down and did not dare to be so foolish anymore.

In the Netherworld of Blood, the River Styx is in retreat.

He only broke through to the realm of the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection some time ago, so he had to retreat well and stabilize the realm.

Otherwise, if your mood is unstable, it will be easy to have demons!

At that point, the trouble will be big!

At this moment, in a huge space somewhere in the Netherworld Blood Sea, there was no light here, only endless darkness.

The aura of blood, the aura of killing, the aura of the Nine Shadows, and the aura of the Heavenly Demons converged in this huge dark space.

Moreover, in this huge dark space, the bones of countless creatures were piled up, and gusts of wind blew, and countless sounds of fighting, screams, wails, and roars were heard...

Among these corpses, there are evil demons, immortals, demon beasts, gods and demons...

Boom!

At this time, among the countless corpses, a 129,600-zhang tall corpse of gods and demons slowly opened its eyes that had been closed for countless years.

The blood-colored light illuminates the entire dark space!

"Roar!".

The corpse of the god and demon let out a roar that spread throughout the dark space.

"I'm... Corpse Ancestor... General!".

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