Honghuang: The opening auction of the Primordial Purple Qi!

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Every great god sat cross-legged waiting for the appearance of the Hongjun Saint, sitting squarely, not daring to have the slightest sense of disrespect.

This is the first saint of the flood famine, and when he preaches today, he needs to be in awe and give a good impression to the saint.

Suddenly, a white-haired old man appeared on the platform, without a trace of spatial fluctuations, as if he appeared out of thin air.

All the great gods and powers, such a terrifying strength, immediately greeted: “I have seen the saint, may the saint road be expected!” ”

“Sit!”

The Hongjun sage whispered, and everyone seemed to be forcibly pressed on the seat by an invisible force, unable to move, and couldn’t help but be in awe in their hearts.

This is a saint, his words are as he goes, and he is really terrifying, even the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal is difficult to resist.

At the same time, the gaze of the Hongjun saint swept over everyone, and the great gods who watched it were terrified, lest their bad attitude leave a bad influence on the saint.

It’s just that with the sweeping fire of the Hongjun Saint, the eyelids are picked, how can the originally destined three thousand red dust guests be dozens less, this is proper luck, how come it is gone.

The most important Tongtian, Nuwa, Kunpeng, have all disappeared!

“What’s wrong with the saint, how do I feel wrong!”

“It seems that the location is not full, looking at the layout of the Zixiao Palace, there should be three thousand people, and now there are dozens less!”

“No wonder the saint and his old man’s face are wrong.”

“Stop talking, it’s not good if the saint sees you unhappy.”

The corners of Hongjun’s mouth twitched, full of thoughts about where the dozens of great gods had gone, this was a critical moment, and he couldn’t drop the chain. This is related to the perfection of the Heavenly Dao.

What exactly caused such a result, Hongjun wanted to calculate it with the help of Heavenly Dao, but Heavenly Dao did not give any answer.

This made the Hongjun sage wonder, he did not understand that listening to the saint’s sermon was such an important opportunity, but he did not grasp it, and when these red dust people returned to the flood waste, the breakthrough broke out like a blowout.

It can pull away a big distance from the great gods who do not come to the Purple Xiao Palace.

The Hongjun sage himself used his divine sense to strafe the flood wilderness, and found that they were all in the flood wilderness, did not leave the dojo at all, did not have an accident, and were alive and well.

This made Hongjun Saint puzzled.

Without waiting for the Hongjun Sage to figure it out, in the midst of the chaos, an immortal temple suddenly appeared, and the vast power flattened Fang Yuan Jingzhao Chaos.

This temple is carved with beams and paintings, ingenious, and each place contains the supreme charm, surrounded by layers of fairy mist, like the residence of immortal gods.

Standing in the chaotic Zixiao Palace, sensing the appearance of the Immortal Temple, blooming with divine brilliance, resisting the power of the Immortal Temple, even so, the Purple Xiao Palace was also moved to its original position by the power of the Immortal Temple.

Inside the Purple Xiao Palace, the mountain shook for a while, as if a star hit the Purple Xiao Palace and wanted to shatter it.

The faces of all the great gods in the Zixiao Palace changed drastically, and they were all shocked to the point that they were on their backs, facing the sky on all fours, wanting to use mana to fight against such vibrations, but found that as soon as the mana in their bodies operated, they were shattered.

The Great Psychic was shocked and didn’t know what had happened.

It seems that something hit the Purple Xiao Palace, and even the Purple Xiao Palace can’t resist it, which is suffering these great powers, although it will not hurt the muscles and bones, but a burst of muscle soreness is inevitable.

However, the face of the Hongjun saint changed, his gaze penetrated the Zixiao Palace, and he saw an immortal temple full of immortal qi, standing in the chaos, suppressing all things.

Seeing this table of temples, Hongjun’s face was ugly, with his current eyesight, he couldn’t see through this temple, and there were avenue prohibitions to prevent Hongjun’s peeping.

“What happened?! How could the Purple Xiao Palace shake! ”

“Is someone going to sneak up on the Purple Xiao Palace?”

“Shh, silence, didn’t you see that the saint’s face is not good-looking? Don’t cause trouble. ”

Everyone stood up in a burst of people on their backs, and when they saw the gloomy face of the Hongjun saint, they immediately silenced their voices, not daring to provoke the saint.

Hongjun set off a huge wave in his heart, looking at the immortal temple that even he couldn’t see through, and couldn’t help but ask Tiandao: “Tiandao, what kind of temple is that, even I can’t see through it, is it arranged by you in advance.” ”

“I don’t know, this immortal temple has transcended chaos, even I can’t see its origin, it’s blurry, and I have a feeling that if I peek deeply, there will be a danger of death!” Heavenly Dao transmitted the sound to Hongjun!

Suddenly let the Hongjun Saint gasp for air, there would be a danger of death, this immortal temple was so terrifying, even the Heavenly Dao could not avoid it.

It’s just that as soon as I was about to preach, there was such a change, and besides, even the three thousand red dust guests did not get together, wait, this suddenly appeared immortal temple, should not be related to the remaining red dust guests!

The Hongjun sage looked in the direction of the flood wasteland, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and the red dust guests who did not come also walked out of the dojo at this moment.

And everyone is holding an invitation in his hand and is flying in the direction of chaos.

Obviously, this direction is not the Purple Xiao Palace, but the Immortal Temple, but I don’t know what the Immortal Temple does.

A group of great gods looked at the Hongjun saint looking in the direction of the flood waste, not understanding what the saint was looking at, but no one dared to ask questions, and the gloomy saint put great pressure on the hearts of the great gods, lest they anger the saints.

It didn’t take long for the truth to emerge, and a great god with an invitation in his hand walked towards the Immortal Temple.

“Isn’t that an invitation to the auction, where are they going?!” Someone among the great powers exclaimed and saw the invitation.

Invitation?!

The Hongjun sage squinted, and then the entire Zixiao Palace became transparent, allowing all the great gods to see the immortal temple, magnificent and magnificent, like an ancient god standing in chaos, giving all the great gods a great sense of shock.

“Saint, what exactly is that temple?” Lao Tzu was shocked, and immediately asked the saint for advice, and if he didn’t understand, he had to ask, so he seemed humble.

“It should be the auction site!!”

As soon as the sage’s words came out, everyone was shocked, the auction scene? And it looks bigger than the Zixiao Palace, full of beauty, exuding a great avenue qi, which moves the great gods.

That invitation is real, and it’s not small.

Suddenly, many great gods repented, they actually gave up the invitation, and when they looked at the immortal temple, they could see the strength of the person who opened the auction.

“Saint, was the impact just now because of that temple!?” Suddenly, someone thought of something and asked a question.

This death question made the great gods present dead silent, whether they would speak, if you annoy the saint, see how you end.

Everyone was terrified, but Hongjun ignored it, his eyes became solemn, the owner of this immortal temple must be extraordinary.

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