High-end flood: The opening town kills the crosser

After listening to Ji Ying’s words, Di Jun’s eyes gradually brightened.

He pondered in his heart that he had reviewed the plan mentioned by Ji Ying and found that there was a lot to do.

Don’t say that some things can be done in private, but they may not be able to do it on the surface.

If he took advantage of the sudden appearance of the Great Dynasty, he might be able to catch Donghuang Taiyi off guard.

And as long as the news brought by Ji Ying is true, with Ji Meng and a group of demon gods supporting him, he can leave the Heavenly Court justifiably.

At that time, if he summoned the old ministry in Kunlun Mountain or the three overseas islands, he could set up a new heavenly court to compete with the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Under the pressure of the Wu Clan, Donghuang Taiyi did not have enough strength to wipe himself out.

The entire flood was divided into three.

Wonderful!

Wonderful!

He secretly admired in his heart that Ji Meng’s plan was both realistic and right to the crux of the problem, worthy of being Dijun’s diehard loyalist.

But he doesn’t plan to do that.

Ji Meng ‘s scheme is the optimal solution under normal conditions , but it is not its own optimal solution.

After all, they own the system, and no one knows this kind of thing.

As long as he can leave the Heavenly Court, he will have the opportunity to hunt an ancestral witch, and when the time comes, he will be rewarded for completing the task, and he will be able to turn over in one fell swoop.

His heart suddenly became excited, and he felt that this was the golden opportunity he was waiting for.

But then, he thought of something again, and said in a low voice: “We go to the Great Dynasty Meeting, can Chen Feng allow it?” ”

Ji Ying smiled and said, “Your Majesty rest assured, the Great Sacrifice Wine has also gone to the Shangchao today, and it is not in the Demon Emperor Hall.” ”

“He went to Shangchao too?”

Di Jun’s face changed slightly, and he was subconsciously a little stunned.

For some reason, since the system said that he had a dark birth of a demonic in his heart that day, he always had a faint fear of Chen Feng, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But the thought of this was his chance to turn over, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Gotta go anyway.

Even if Chen Feng is arrogant and domineering in the Demon Emperor Hall, and then oppresses himself, he must restrain himself in front of the Zhou Tian Demon God.

He got up and said, “Without further ado, take the ride now.” ”

Ji Ying immediately took orders and went out to prepare.

It turned out that in the absence of Chen Feng, the order of “Emperor Jun” was still good in the Demon Emperor Hall.

Soon after, the first and only time he had sat in the Demon Emperor stopped in front of the gate of the palace.

Di Jun was surrounded by a heavy immortal official led by Ji Ying and walked out.

Seeing the emperor pulled by the nine divine dragons, there was a feeling of rebirth in a trance.

It had only been two months, and he felt like a world away.

After getting on the Demon Emperor’s Chen, with Ji Ying’s shout of “get up”, the nine divine dragons rose to the clouds at their feet and went to the Tongming Hall.

Tongming Hall is the highest hall of the Heavenly Court, and it is the place where the Great Pilgrimage is held on weekdays.

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And at this time, inside the Tongming Hall.

Chen Feng stood in the front of the Zhou Tian Demon God, yawning constantly.

It’s boring.

Donghuang Taiyi sat high on the throne and looked condescendingly at the Zhou Tian gods below.

Demon gods kept coming out to report to him all the major events that had happened in the past three months.

Most of them were conflicts with the Wu Clan, and there were many things that happened in the starry sky of the Hong Barren Star, and he listened quietly and did not express his position.

Chen Feng’s gaze swept around the hall, silently counting the number in his heart.

Fifty-eight.

This is the number of all the Da Luo in the Hall of Tongming with him and Donghuang Taiyi.

The Great Dynasty Meeting is a major event in the Heavenly Court, and the three hundred and sixty-five Demon Gods on Sunday, except for those who need to be on duty in the Flood Barren Starry Sky, the rest must be present.

Counting the number of people, there are more than 300.

And among these more than three hundred demon gods, there are only more than fifty Da Luo, and the rest are Taiyi Golden Wonderland.

The strength of these Taiyi Golden Immortals themselves is also extremely strong, and many have reached the extreme of strength, and they have collapsed with a wave of their hands, destroyed the Great Thousand, and placed in the heavens and realms, they are all Genesis God-level powerhouses who dominate countless universes.

In the flood wilderness, they are all working hard for a trace of the way of Da Luo.

But this step is the distance between heaven and earth.

It’s too hard, it’s hard.

If you don’t become a big Luo, you can’t detach yourself in the end.

Even these Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Flood Desolate Demon Clan only knew that there was a realm of Da Luo, but they couldn’t really understand it.

Even Chen Feng only learned the truth after preaching Da Luo.

Therefore, in the eyes of these non-Da Luo demon gods, the flood famine at this time is no different from the flood famine in the public’s perception, and they and the Wu clan have reached the most intense time for hegemony, and there will be a battle soon.

The debriefing was extra serious.

On the other hand, those demon gods who have preached Daluo are absent-minded, or close their eyes to raise their minds, or wander the world, in short, they have little to do with them.

Among these demon gods, Chen Feng also noticed many “familiar faces” who came to congratulate him when he preached.

Therefore, he found that many people were standing here at this time, but not on the large size.

Or rather, this was originally their tuba.

For example, standing not far behind Chen Feng, there is a demon god named Shang Yang among the Zhou Tian demon gods, whose status is not low, and he is one of the ten demon gods.

He knew Chen Feng and talked about it during the sermon, but the number he used at that time was another, it was the Eastern Chongen Saint Emperor of the Later Heavenly Court.

He is one of the five elders in later generations, and his status is equal to that of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

He is not alone.

Many of the Da Luo present had other identities in the Heavenly Court of the Later World.

Even Fulu Shou Three Immortals and so on, he could find each other.

Chen Feng rolled his eyes, the two heavenly courts before and after his feelings, even the people were almost a batch, no wonder there were so many similarities.

At the same time, you can’t tell if they’re driving a large or small size now.

Because for Da Luo, there is no formula, sometimes the large can be converted into a small trumpet, and sometimes the small trumpet can be practiced into a large trumpet.

The most famous example is the Cihang Taoist who expounded the teachings.

In the beginning, the Cihang Daoist was his big name, until later he entered the Buddhist gate and opened a vest called Guanyin Bodhisattva.

After a few more eras, Guanyin Bodhisattva became her big name, and even her gender changed.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Da Luo, and the few unlucky eggs in the Asura Dao have also been changed and the small size has become large.

Just when Chen Feng was bored thinking about these Da Luo’s gossip, outside the Tongming Hall, a breathy voice sounded.

“Your Majesty Emperor Jun has arrived!”