Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Seeing that Daoist Hongjun hadn't shown up yet, Taoist Jieyin rolled his eyes and said in a mournful voice:

"Junior brother, you and I have traveled thousands of miles from the west, and we have endured all kinds of hardships along the way, but we are still one step too late!".

As the Taoist guide said, he forced his way through the crowd of congenital saints sitting on the ground.

Taoist Zhunti saw this, and he followed suit.

"Senior brother is right. The land we wait for in the west is barren. If we don't even have a seat, we will really be unable to explain to the common people when we go back this time!"

Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Guiding were not weak. Although the powerful people sitting on the ground tried to stop them, they failed to stop them.

Their performance of "jumping in line" immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the crowd, and each creature glared at the two of them, but unfortunately they turned a blind eye with the cheek.

"The West is miserable, and the Taoism is not manifested. If you and my brother cannot seek the Taoism, wouldn't it be a waste of time to come here?"

The guiding Taoist soon came to the front row. He looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, then at Di Jun and Tai Yi, and finally chose to squeeze past the two brothers.

Tai Yi raised his eyebrows, stared at him, and cursed:

"Where are you wild Taoists, can't you see our brothers sitting here? Where is there room for you!".

Tai Yi scolded the two of them, but Jie Yin and Zhun Ti didn't answer at all, just squeezed past them.

Daoist Hongjun had an order that no disturbances should be allowed in Zixiao Palace. Taiyi wanted to hold the two of them to reason, but was stopped by Dijun.

Di Jun looked at the six futons in front of him with great interest, not knowing what plans he had in mind.

"Second brother, there are only six futons. Since we can't get them, let's see how they fight for them!"...

Di Jun secretly transmitted the sound, this futon has great cause and effect, in Di Jun's view, it can be used well, so that these creatures can only see cause and effect, so that the two brothers can plan from it.

After hearing this, Taiyi calmed down, and let the two in the west come to the front.

Nine feet in front of the six futons is Hongjun Daozu's altar, so there is still plenty of space in front.

When the two of them made such a fuss in the west, everyone woke up from the retreat one after another, and Wu Yang also stopped practicing.

Zixiao Palace preaching is about to come, all the monks are not in deep retreat, like Wu Yang they just comprehend the Taoist rhyme of Zixiao Palace, there is a ray of induction outside, they can wake up at any time, so as not to miss the time to listen to the sermon.

"Zunti, welcome!"

When Wu Yang saw the two people in front of him, he couldn't help smiling, and he understood instantly.

The two Westerners are very distinctive. They are thin, with long ears and shoulders, red and yellow eyebrows, and eyes like cold pearls. Their appearance is different from that of the Eastern creatures, and they are easy to distinguish.

Wu Yang looked at the six monks on the futon in front of them, they all practiced with their eyes closed, and they didn't want to talk to the two of them in the west.

Even Patriarch Hongyun, who was supposed to step aside, was still distracted at the moment, and was completely undisturbed by the two Westerners.

"This red cloud, doesn't it mean that he doesn't intend to give way at all?"

Wu Yang looked at Patriarch Hongyun who was motionless, he could understand this.

There are great karma and great chance in the futon, so the ancestor Hongyun can practice to this day, so he is not a brainless idiot.

When he was in front of the Zixiao Palace before, the ancestor Hongyun once spoke to dissuade everyone from fighting. This seemed to be nosy, but Hongyun knew in his heart that everyone did not dare to fight on a large scale.

After all, they are in the court of the saint. If they do something out of line, it may hurt the face of the saint. Even Hong Yun and the others will be affected by Chi Yu, so he stood up to stop everyone.

"Patriarch Hongyun doesn't look like a reckless person, how could he do such a stupid thing as abdicating?"

Wu Yang is already sure that there must be a mystery in it.

If Patriarch Hongyun didn't care about futons, he wouldn't have scrambled to grab the seat, and after grabbing the seat, he didn't even give way to Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, and finally gave it to the second sage of the West.

All of this is irrational everywhere.

While Wu Yang was analyzing, the two in the west started their own performance again. They had a look of sorrow on their faces, and told their pain with tears in their voices.

And they were standing right in front of Patriarch Hongyun, almost wiping their tears and snot on each other.

As a Daluo Jinxian, but he is covered in dust and looks tired, isn't this all just pretending?

You must know that Da Luo Jinxian can recover from his injuries with a single thought, and these exhaustions are not a problem. Maintaining this posture all the time is obviously deliberate.

"Junior Brother, our lives are really hard!"

The leading Taoist bent over and hunched over, as if he wanted to fall down.

At this moment, the supreme beings in the front row couldn't pretend anymore. Although they didn't want to talk to the two Westerners, they were disturbed and couldn't continue to practice.

With dissatisfaction in the eyes of the ancestor Hongyun, he said:

"Two fellow daoists, which one of you fellows didn't go through untold hardships and finally arrived at the Zixia Palace, since you came late, you should just sit in the back, why bother crying and disturbing everyone's cleanliness here! ". ....

When Patriarch Hongyun said this, the two of them in the west immediately became quieter. Although they were thick-skinned, they also felt a little embarrassed at the moment.

Wu Yang was sitting in the second row, he saw it clearly, but at this moment, he felt joy in his heart.

"Hongyun doesn't play cards according to the routine, how can the two Westerners play?"

Wu Yang originally didn't think that Patriarch Hongyun would take the initiative to abdicate, unless he was a fool, but now it seems that Patriarch Hongyun is not only not stupid, but also very shrewd.

He could see that the two in the West had taken a fancy to his futon, so he was the first to puncture the performance of the other party. After all, they are here for you, and they are all stabbed. Why not take the initiative?

Wu Yang also nodded secretly for the performance of Patriarch Hongyun. On the six futons in front, the breath of Sanqing was connected together, and the two in the west did not dare to provoke them at all.

Coupled with the name of Sanqing, their brothers advance and retreat as one, if the two of the West seek their bad luck, they will seek death by themselves.

The remaining Nuwa is a generation of women, and there is Fuxi God behind her to protect her. It is impossible for the two Westerners to take action against a woman. If they do so, it will leave a bigger laughing stock.

As for Ancestor Hongyun and Ancestor Kunpeng, Hongyun had a kind and kind face, while Ancestor Kunpeng was full of cold air and his eyes were cold.

Comparing the two, it is already clear at a glance who will get the attention first.

"Good people being bullied!"

Wu Yang muttered in his heart, and continued to watch the previous performance.

The three thousand people in the world of mortals had already woken up at this time, and everyone focused their attention on a few of them, and Daozu Na Hongjun hadn't shown up for a long time.

Wu Yang deliberately raised his head to look at the apse several times, but he still couldn't see the other party.

"The location is uncertain, I'm afraid Hongjun won't show up."

Wu Yang made this inference.

At this moment, seeing that the two in the west were too soft, they immediately changed their expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, we came from the western land, the journey was difficult and dangerous, and we finally arrived at Zixiao Palace. Shouldn't you give up our position and let our brothers rest?"

It's really shameless to lead a Taoist, you can say such things.

But now he just wanted to find a reason to target Hong Yun, and put everything else aside for the time being.

"It's really ridiculous. Which of the fellow daoists here didn't come here after thousands of years of hard work, and your skills are not as good as others, so it's good to make irresponsible remarks in front of us!"

Patriarch Hongyun roared loudly, he won't give up an inch, the futon is of great importance, and he won't give up easily.

Patriarch Hongyun was also wondering, he purposely made a loud noise just now to attract Daozu Hongjun's attention, but Daozu Hongjun never showed up.

This made Hongyun's ancestor's heart gradually sink. You must know that when the Wu Clan targeted Styx in the square, Haotian boy had been ordered to stop him, but now Daozu is indifferent, even the boy is indifferent. No longer showing up.

It is impossible for Daozu not to know about such a big movement in Zixiao Palace.

Daozu Na Hongjun did see everything in front of him, but he didn't intend to make a move at all.

There is a great cause and effect between the living beings in the west and Daozu Hongjun. If he wants to repay this cause and effect, he must make sacrifices.

As for Hong Yun, he was just a chosen poor man.

Seeing that Patriarch Hongyun was being targeted by the Western duo, Daxian Zhenyuanzi stepped forward and said angrily:

"Two, there are many vacancies in Zixiao Palace. If you are tired, you can go to rest at any time. Why do you insist on pestering my brothers? Do you think our brothers are weak and can be bullied?".

Immortal Zhen Yuanzi supported Hong Yun, and slowly opened a treasure book on top of his head. It was the best innate spiritual treasure, the book from the ground!

Ancestor Hongyun looked gratefully at Immortal Zhenyuanzi, he didn't have any treasures now, so naturally it wasn't enough to deter the two Westerners.

With Immortal Zhen Yuanzi making a move, Patriarch Hongyun's confidence instantly increased a lot. .

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Chapter 122: Wu Yang's Breakthrough in Zixiao Palace, Golden Immortal Realm!

The two Westerners were anxious, they had a strong connection with the futon, but now facing the two supreme beings, they were not sure at all.

Zhenyuanzi's immortal aura is powerful and protected by earth scriptures, and the red cloud is also deeply rooted, so it should not be taken lightly.

Seeing that Hongyun could not be moved, the two Westerners directly turned their attention to Kunpeng.

Although Kunpeng didn't seem to be a good stubble, but for their own chance, the brothers had to kick the iron board to see if there was still a chance.

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, please borrow your position."

Taoist Zhunti looked at Kunpeng with a cold face.

Kunpeng's eyes shone coldly, and he said in a deep voice:

"I, Kunpeng, never cause trouble, but if anyone bullies me, even if he dies, I will break a few of his teeth!".

Kunpeng has no one to rely on, and he doesn't have an innate spiritual treasure, so he can only rely on himself.

In the sky above Kunpeng's head, one Kunpeng soars through the sky and the earth, and the mystery is indescribable.

The ruthlessness and determination shown by Kunpeng also made everyone fearful.

The two in the west knew that they could not easily offend Kunpeng, but now they had no way out for the sake of Taoism.

The two showed hesitation on their faces, and they retreated, as if they had given in, which made both Kunpeng and Hongyun secretly heave a sigh of relief.

My seat was finally saved.

However, at this very moment, the two in the west suddenly charged, their bodies were illuminated by celestial light, and the two innate spiritual treasures were even more radiant.

"Boom!"

Kunpeng was instantly thrown away by the huge force, and at the same time, Hongyun was knocked away by the leading Taoist.

Immortal Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly ran the book to help, but in this instant, he couldn't mobilize even a trace of mana!

This discovery made Zhen Yuanzi break out in cold sweat, and he also understood something in an instant.

Two of the six futons changed hands in an instant, so how could Kunpeng and Hongyun let it go, the two of them roared furiously, and they were going to fight the two of them with their lives.

"Zhunti, Jieying, you guys are deceiving people too much!"

Kunpeng turned into the body of a god, and its sharp claws exuded a cold light, and it grabbed straight at Taoist Zhunti.

Hongyun also used the technique of Fengyun Wuxiang, and a terrifying supernatural power smashed down on his head. This is to die forever!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The jade bell rang three times, and at this crucial moment, the sound of the bell spread throughout the Zixiao Palace, everything was frozen, the magic power of everyone faded away, the infinite supernatural powers turned into ordinary people, and there was no more supernatural power.

Hong Yun and Kunpeng were terrified and did not dare to continue to attack.

Haotian boy and Yaochi girl came out from the left and right sides, Haotian boy said in a deep voice:

"The time has come, please open the altar to preach!".

Haotian is just a mere boy, but no one dares to say anything at the moment.

Zhen Yuanzi bowed his head, he hid the turmoil in his heart, not daring to show any disobedience.

Kunpeng and Hongyun had to swallow their anger and sat silently on the open space.

Really: A dog in front of a sage can make all the heroes of the world bow their heads!

Zhen Yuanzi held Hong Yun back, not knowing what they were talking about through sound transmission, Hong Yun Patriarch's complexion changed drastically, and after struggling with his eyes, his whole body instantly became depressed.

It's like, a ball that was originally round and full suddenly lost most of its breath. ....

As for Patriarch Kunpeng, he looked at the two Westerners with resentment, wishing he could swallow them alive.

In addition, Hongyun was also hated by Kunpeng, as well as Dijun and Taiyi, who deliberately let the two of them come over. Kunpeng knew this scene clearly, and he hated these two brothers very much.

Kunpeng's character is like this, ruthless, decisive, resolute, and a little extreme.

At this moment, the bell fell, and the figure of Daozu Hongjun slowly appeared on the altar.

"Welcome Daozu!"

All the great powers bowed and saluted one after another, but Hongyun and Kunpeng kept silent, their faces were silent, obviously very dissatisfied with Daozu's previous behavior.

You didn't show up when the two in the west were vying for the seat, and you came out immediately after being robbed by the other party. Isn't this clearly planning Kunpeng and Hongyun?