Taixuan Palace, Fuxi, Nuwa and others looked at each other in this scene.

Through the divine picture, they could not empathize with it, but felt that the four sounds contained endless mystery.

Hundreds of years have passed.

The ancestor Yangmei came to the ninth level, and after seven sounds, Tai Yi, who was like this, fled in a panic.

Then there was Taiyi, and he turned around and left after seven sounds.

Then, Juling clan, Wuyuan Ancestor, Dasui, Xuannv Yanzi clan, Zhenyuanzi, Houtu, Sanqing, Styx, Ji Yin, Zhunti... one by one, who passed the eighth level, broke the Jian and sank the sand here.

Among all the people, only Houtu was defeated after listening to the eight sounds.

at last.

The three Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians, Hongjun Ancestor, Luohu, and Ziguang, arrived.

In Taixuan Palace, Houtu and others were all paying attention.

Zhou Xuan looked at the corner of his mouth with a faint smile, looking forward to it.

Before the ninth level, the Tao sounds again.

However, what Houtu and others expected was.

After three Dao sounds, the three ancestors of Hongjun and the other ones also spoke one after another, and met the Dao sounds.

For a moment, four different Taoist sounds echoed in everyone's ears, each of which was different, containing different Taoist meanings, either high or low. For a moment, it was impossible to judge who was better.

After the twelve sounds, Zi Guang kept silent.

After twenty-four sounds, Luohu kept thinking.

After the twenty-seven great sounds, the ancestor Hongjun also kept silent and meditated.

The immortals and gods in the hall looked at each other in a glance. Does this mean the strength of the three?

So, who wins in the end?

Ancestor Hongjun?

Suddenly, the thoughtful ancestor Hongjun raised his eyes and smiled: "The Tao of Taixuan, the old Taoist admires it."

Luohu also said, "I'll have another fight to the next day, and today it's a verbal dispute!"

Ziguang smiled and didn't speak.
Chapter completed!