Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

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Knock", "Knock", "Knock"

three times in succession sounded from the vast chaos, and in an instant, it resounded throughout the flood.

"The second sermon is about to begin, come to the Zixiao Palace as soon as possible!"

The flood desolate earth boiled, and one figure after another rose up into the sky, cutting through the void, and flew towards the outer sky, the Purple Xiao Palace in the vast chaos.

In these ten thousand years, it has long been spread in the flood and wilderness, and the ancestor of Hongjun Dao will teach the cultivation path above Da Luo in the second lecture of the Zixiao Palace.

Quasi-Saint Realm, even no matter how lonely and unheard of Da Luo Golden Immortal, he knows the existence of this realm.

This era has only just begun, but it is only millions of years old.

At this time, those who cultivated to the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in the flood wilderness, except for a few, were all in the previous calamity, and the first tribulation of Long Han had already been born.

For the three races of dragon, phoenix, and unicorn at that time, they were naturally no strangers to the quasi-saint power.

Unfortunately, even Da Luo, no matter how talented he is, in the face of a blank path of cultivation, he can only be trapped in Da Luo and lament and lament.

But now....

Sanqing is running wildly to the Zixiao Palace, and the Western two are also rushing to the Zixiao Palace, Nuwa Fuxi, Dijun Taiyi...

There are no names and surnames in the Hong Wilderness, or the Great Luo Golden Immortals who cultivate in the hidden world.

Danger in the chaos, in case of being late, listening to a sentence and a half, it is a great loss.

"It's only been a few thousand years, and the second lecture of the Zixiao Palace has begun?"

In the East China Sea, Ao Changsheng, who was in retreat, opened his eyes and looked at the sky with a slight surprise.

Although he had never gone to the Zixiao Palace to hear the sermon, Ao Changsheng had also learned some information from the creatures in the East China Sea.

Zixiao Palace II said, it should be ten thousand years later.

"It should be counting the time for the mighty people to rush, and make up ten thousand years!" Ao Changsheng thought casually in his heart.

There is the method of opening up the inner world, the cultivation path of the mixed element obtained from the memory of the dragon race, and the quasi-holy path of the witch race that breaks through together.

For the method of beheading three corpses that Hongjun wanted to pass on this time, Ao Changsheng was not very eager for it.

"The next flood should enter a short quasi-holy era, and... The Lich has robbed it!

Ao Changsheng sighed silently in his heart.

When he traveled the long river of time and space, he had seen the war of the First Tribulation of Long and Han, although there was no battlefield of Da Luo and Quasi-Saint.

But the tragic situation of the battle between hundreds of millions of living beings, Ao Changsheng is still vivid in retrospect.

It is clear that they are all Da Luo, and they can obviously see the tragic situation of the once great calamity and see the end of the struggle for hegemony.

But Ao Changsheng still didn't understand why someone would start a big war.

"Maybe it's because of a different mentality!"

Ao Changsheng sighed.

Although he was reborn in the flood and famine and achieved Daluo, because of the retreat system, Ao Changsheng has always practiced in this East China Sea retreat.

The cultivation path was also extremely smooth, and the future was promising, so Ao Changsheng was in the depths of his body and mind, and he never completely integrated into this flood.

Looking at the vast and boundless things in front of him, Ao Changsheng sighed softly.

"Perhaps... This is why in the face of such a vast and wonderful world, I always want to retreat again in my heart! "

As for the system rewards?

The choice made by my Ao Changsheng has nothing to do with your system reward!

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Outside the sky, a certain part of the fetal membranes of the world that isolates the flood and chaos.

A figure stood here, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the surrounding Venerables who rushed to the Purple Xiao Palace.

"Strange, big brother, why haven't they arrived yet." Gonggong was slightly anxious in his heart, looking at the flooded world below.

That's right, the people outside the fetal membranes in this world are not bystanders, it is the co-workers who have broken through the quasi-holy realm.

Originally, he planned to rush back to the Wu Clan and prepare a big gift for Ao Changsheng, but he didn't expect that halfway along the way, the ancestral sound of Hongjun Dao was flooded.

Prepare for the second lecture of Zixiao Palace.

Considering that his brothers and sisters might go to the Zixiao Palace, Gonggong came first, ready to wait for his brothers.

But... After waiting for a while, he still didn't wait, which made him a little anxious.

And at this moment, not far away, he led dozens of divine lights at the forefront of the two rainbow lights.

Directly stopped and looked at the co-workers not far away.

These two people are not Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, who else can they be, as for the dozens of divine lights behind them, they are Da Luo that the two brothers have recruited for the demon clan over the years.

"Big brother, there is only one co-worker, such a good opportunity, shall we..." Donghuang Taiyi said, gesturing to Di Junbi.

On the side, Di Jun looked at the communist workers in the distance and hesitated slightly, before shaking his head and saying, "No, Hongjun Daozu is preaching imminently, and now is not the time to settle accounts with this group of barbarians."

"Don't forget, what Hongjun Daozu wants to talk about next is above Da Luo, the way of quasi-saints, and it can't be delayed!"

"But just let that guy go... It's better for me to go directly and give him a bell, and then we will step directly into the chaos and rush to the Zixiao Palace, anyway, the gonggong will not be able to catch up with us. Donghuang

Taiyi was a little unwilling, especially thinking of the grudge that Zixiao Palace talked about, the Chaos Bell had already appeared in his hands.

"Nope!" Di Jun still shook his head decisively, "If Dijiang is reckless, it is not that there is no possibility of blocking us in the chaos.

As if seeing that Donghuang Taiyi was still unwilling, Emperor Juncai continued to speak in a deep voice.

"Second brother, don't forget that the Wu Clan cannot practice the Hongjun Immortal Dao, and the quasi-holy path of this sermon will not be of any use to the Wu Clan."

"At this time, against the barbarians of the Wu clan, if we miss the Dao Ancestor's sermon, it can only be us who suffer."

Di Jun said, the river Tuluo Book above his head appeared, and his body also showed the flood desolation again, directly breaking through the straight boundary fetal membrane and stepping into the chaos.

Hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi was extremely unwilling to let go of the idea of making a move, and followed Di Jun against the Chaos Bell.

At this time, Gonggong noticed that Di Jun and Taiyi who stepped into the chaos in the distance, and as soon as their minds moved, they wanted to catch up and kill the two.

But unfortunately, in the flood below, eleven figures brought together appeared in the field of vision of Gonggong.

Who else could it be if it wasn't his eleven siblings.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky, two miscellaneous birds." Gonggong snorted coldly, but still gave up the idea of catching up, and turned to his brothers and sisters.

"Brothers, you are finally here, I have been waiting for a while." Gonggong laughed loudly and turned to greet him.

But in the face of the co-workers who came over with a smile, although the ancestral witches showed a smile, Di Jiang frowned and asked in a slightly worried deep voice.

"Gonggong, why did you come over by yourself, didn't I tell you before, when the Zixiao Palace was talking, he first returned to the Flood Wilderness from the East China Sea, and then rushed to Chaos together?"

"Eh... I forgot. Gonggong was startled, and then smiled, he really forgot.

After all, after experiencing that painful ordeal, and then overjoyed because of the breakthrough of the quasi-saint, he naturally forgot some small things.

"How can you forget this kind of thing, the Houtu girl even waited for you in the East China Sea for a long time, or we saw you for a long time and did not return, so we first went to the East China Sea to find the Houtu girl." Di Jiang reprimanded in a deep voice.

"That..."

Gonggong suddenly became embarrassed, and it took a while to hold back a sentence.

"I'm sorry! Houtu girl..."

"No... I'm fine, I just guessed that you came here first, worried that you would meet Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi. Houtu shook his head slightly and said.

"That's it, that's it, you have to change your reckless nature, you come alone, if you meet those two miscellaneous birds, then fight, you will be unlucky!"

Zhu Rong quipped with a bit of ridicule.

And then....

The surrounding ancestral witches all looked at Zhurong with a gaze that 'you are the least qualified to say that the communistity is reckless here'.

"I'm unlucky..." Hearing

Zhu Rong's words, Gonggong smiled, and then the quasi-saint momentum was released without hesitation.

"If I hadn't seen you coming over just now, I would have hammered to death the two miscellaneous birds passing by."