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

Feeling the coercion of Gonggong, which far surpassed the Great Luo Golden Immortal, all the ancestors were stunned, and looked at the arrogant Gonggong in a daze.

"Gonggong, you... Have you broken through the quasi-saint? Zhu Rong stared at his round eyes in disbelief.

If anyone present knows the strength of co-work best.

That must be him, the Fire Ancestor who fought with Gonggong when he had nothing to do.

But... This shouldn't be!

"That's right, Zhurong, you're not my opponent now!" Gonggong looked at Zhurong with a smug look, and his eyes were eager to try.

Apparently he now had the urge to beat up his brother.

"Gonggong, you have found the hidden power that Dao ancestor said." Suddenly, Candle Jiuyin on the side thought of something and quickly said.

"Hey, that's right!" Gonggong nodded, and immediately smiled proudly: "After a hundred years of sharpening in the seniors, I finally broke through the quasi-saint under hard practice."

"I was also just out of the customs, and I heard the news of the Dao Ancestor's preaching, otherwise, how could I forget about the convergence of the Wu Clan."

Finally, Gonggong also added a quibble.

"Come less, even if there is no breakthrough, you will definitely forget." On the side, Zhu Rong, who had been staring at the co-workers with malicious eyes, suddenly said unconvinced.

"How is it possible..." Gonggong wanted to retort.

Di Jiang on the side interrupted Gonggong and asked a little urgently: "Gonggong, you just said that Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi's two miscellaneous birds passed by?"

"yes!" Gonggong nodded in surprise, "Just now, they just entered the chaos, I saw you, so I didn't go up and start a war with them."

"See us what are you stopping for, you should rush up and stop them!" Di Jiang suddenly looked annoyed.

Gonggong was stunned.

And Zu Wu, who reacted like a candle Jiuyin next to him, also suddenly showed a look of chagrin.

"This time the Hongjun Dao Ancestor in the Zixiao Palace preached to teach the method of breaking through the quasi-saint, but now we don't need the quasi-saint method that we don't know if we can use it, but those two miscellaneous birds need it!"

"You quasi-saint cultivator, even if you can't beat so many of them and rush up to stop them, you can wait for us to come!" Di Jiang said in annoyance.

"This is to stop Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, as well as those guys of the demon clan, and prevent them from listening to the sermon, this is a good opportunity to leave them completely!"

"This..."

Gonggong was stunned, and then his face was full of chagrin, he really hadn't thought of this just now, otherwise...

With his quasi-saintly strength, he needed to wait for them to arrive, one person and one punch, even if he couldn't kill the two miscellaneous birds with the supreme treasure treasure protection.

But the group of guys who followed behind each other, absolutely none of them survived.

"Then we catch up now, is it still time?" The ancestor of the rain, Wu Xuan, who had been maintaining a calm on the side, asked in a deep voice.

"Too late! You don't know the chaos in the chaos, if we caught up just now, we might still be able to catch up, but now..." The

answer was the ancestor of time, Wu Candle Jiuyin, different from the chagrin of other ancestors, although he was also a little disappointed, but he was not too annoyed, but continued to persuade.

"Well, since you have missed it, then miss it, now the priority is to rush to the Zixiao Palace and try to see if the Gonggong quasi-saint speed can stop them halfway."

"Even if we can't stop them, in the Zixiao Palace, we can't let them listen safely."

In the end, Candle Jiuyin didn't even speak, but turned into a transmission.

After all, what he said was to make trouble in the saint's dojo, so naturally he couldn't say it directly.

Hearing Candle Jiuyin's admonition, Gonggong barely suppressed the chagrin in his heart, and his divine power was unleashed, leading his brothers and sisters to gallop rapidly through the chaos.

At the same time, he also told his brothers and sisters what happened in the Donghai Ao Changsheng Dojo.

Of course... A little artistic processing is still inevitable.

......

Zixiao Palace.

Sanqing Laozi, Yuan Shi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Zhiyi, and Zhun Ti had already arrived.

All of them sat on the front futon, their eyes closed, and the wind and clouds waited for the beginning of the sermon.

After that, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng, Styx and other great powers have also arrived.

And Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, like this group of great powers, sat on the futon in the second row and waited.

As for the other Da Luo he recruited, they were scattered scattered above the thousands of futons in the Zixiao Palace.

"Sure enough, I didn't catch up."

At this time, the twelve ancestors who stepped into the Zixiao Palace looked at Dijun and Donghuangtaiyi, who had already sat down, full of chagrin.

Especially Gonggong, he is the most self-reproachful of the twelve ancestors, after all, he missed the best opportunity to stop these great enemies.

However, no matter how annoyed they were, in this Purple Xiao Palace, the saint did not dare to make a blatant move.

I could only come to their seats and sit down, staring at the backs of the two with disbelief in their eyes.

And the two of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in front suddenly looked like a mang.

After all, there was a lesson in the last Zixiao Palace, so even if he knew that this was a saint's field, it was still a moment of divine thought that shrouded him.

Beware of suicide attacks that could come at any time.

And seeing the state of the two, the twelve ancestors' eyes suddenly lit up, as if they had found something, and then...

One after another, the malicious eyes suddenly focused on the Da Luo that Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had recruited over the years.

At this moment, many Da Luo around suddenly understood the meaning of the twelve ancestral witches.

The Wu Clan could not practice the Dao that Hongjun preached, and this time he did not come to listen to the Dao at all.

It is to target the demon clan forces established by Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

And as the parties who were targeted by the twelve ancestors, Da Luo even faintly regretted in their hearts that they agreed to the solicitation of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi so early.

That's right, it's regret that I agreed so early, not that I regret joining the demon clan.

During this period, those who can cultivate Da Luo, even those innate divine Da Luo Golden Immortals, must be firm in their Dao heart.

How could he regret his decision because of the little gaze of the twelve ancestors.

Of course, this is only now....

Thousands of years passed in a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, it was close to what Hongjun Daozu said before, the period of ten thousand years.

The futons in the Zixiao Palace were almost filled with Da Luo.

"Boom!"

Outside the Zixiao Palace, a bell suddenly rang.

The sudden chime of the bell suddenly lifted the spirits of the powerful people present, and they looked up in the direction of the high platform.

Sure enough, around the high platform, the purple qi was mighty, and the figure of Hongjun Daozu was already sitting on it at some point.

Facing the earnest gazes of the powerful people below, Hongjun's face was calm and he spoke directly.

"This sermon is 3,000 years above the Golden Immortal of Da Luo, and the path of preaching needs to be carefully listened to."