"This man is not weak, but why have you never heard of it?"

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are now commanding the demon clan, and their momentum is invincible in the prehistoric world. Moreover, they are also natural resources. One is innate treasure like the Chaos Bell, and the other is one of the top ten innate spiritual treasures like the River Tu Luoshu. It can be said that they have taken all their blessings.

The two commanded the demon clan, and the demons followed the orders and wanted to establish a demon court. The major races in the prehistoric world were quite familiar with these two powerful people.

The two of them have also learned a little about the powerful people on the prehistoric continent, including Zhou Ran, Zhen Yuanzi and Na Hongyun, who are all within the scope of investigation. They entered the Taiyi Golden Immortal level of the prehistoric powers, that is, the first batch of true spirits that transformed after the creation of the world, almost every one of them was accompanied by innate spiritual treasures. Only in this way can they gain uniqueness and have the rhyme of spiritual treasures, which can be used to comprehend the great way and improve their own strength.

Now suddenly, a person named Styx appeared, and his strength was also at the peak of the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. This made them very curious. How many hidden powers have not appeared on the prehistoric continent? Perhaps this time, the preaching of Zixiao Palace can bring all hidden powers here.

"Fellow Daoist is polite." Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi turned around, showed a smile, and greeted Styx.

Zhou Ran also turned around, looked at the Styx, and nodded with a smile, saying hello.

In fact, Zhou Ran knew very well about the Styx. The Styx can be regarded as a genius. He is a true spirit born in the sea of ​​blood transformed by a dirty blood between Pangu's navel. He was born with two spiritual swords, Yuantu and Abi. These two spiritual swords, killing people without cause and effect, can also be regarded as a long-lasting person. The most important thing is that he occupied the Netherworld Blood Sea. After Nuwa became a saint, he wanted to learn from Nuwa to create humans, create the Asura clan and the Rakshasa clan, and established a sect to educate sentient beings and become the saint. Although he had not succeeded, this person's strength was at the end of the future and he was also at the level of quasi-saint, and should not be underestimated.

"Everyone, be quiet." A boy walked out, glanced at the entire hall and said loudly.

"Little boy, who are you?" Donghuang Taiyi saw this little boy, and his eyes were beautiful and his feet were just a stubborn stone. He called himself and others, was he a saint disciple?

"I am Haotian, the saint's attendant boy, and do not make noise in Zixiao Palace."

The little boy narrowed his eyes and looked at Donghuang Taiyi with a calm expression on his face.

"Sit down quickly and prepare to listen to the Saint Avenue." After the little boy said that, he turned around and left, and walked into the hall.

"How can we sit for these six cushions?" Kunpeng said so, but his body was very honest. He squeezed to the side and sat on the sixth cushion.

Sanqing stepped on his feet and sat on the top three cushions. They had a transcendent position. At this moment, only Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun could have the capital to compete with them.

Nuwa pulled her elder brother Fuxi and quickly sat down on the fourth and fifth cushions.

The Di Jun and Dong Huangtai were a little disdainful in their eyes, "But a few cushions have to fight for it. The great way is based on one's own experience. Can you get the true teachings of the great way by getting closer to the saints?"

There were too many people who didn't like to listen to this. Sanqing looked deaf, but the unpleasant look on his face was too obvious. Although Nuwa and Fuxi were demons, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun had already begun to order Wan Yao to establish a demon court. They had invited them many times. However, Nuwa did not like the two of them, but she did not agree. Instead, her elder brother was forced to agree because of some things.

At this moment, when he heard Donghuang and Di Jun talking like this, he pulled Nuwa, "It's better, you and I will give the position to Donghuang and Di Jun."

Nuwa ignored it and looked like she was wandering around.

When Kunpeng saw Fuxi turning his gaze to him, he immediately cursed in his heart, "You Fuxi is so stupid. If you want to give up your position, you will give in and look at me."

At this moment, outside the door, the sound of footsteps was a Taoist with a bitter and silent face, wearing a gray Taoist robe, while the other was wearing an apricot Taoist robe, with an anxious look on his face, looking dusty.

The two of them calmed down and glanced in the hall. When they saw that the saint had not arrived, they felt relieved. However, they saw that the few people in front had already sat down and there was no cushion to make. The person with a bitter and silent expression had even more bitter and silent faces. The Taoist robe next to them sighed.

"But I have never seen the two fellow Taoists before."

Donghuang looked at the two of them and was not as strong as him. It was impossible. The powerful people who walked in the prehistoric world were stronger than him, that is, the Three Pure Ones, and now two suddenly emerged from somewhere.

"Ah, fellow Taoists are polite. I will lead you from the West. This is my junior brother, Cunti. I was practicing hard in that barren land, but the saint wanted to preach. I rushed forward slowly, but I still came."

Jie Yin looked bitter and silent. Seeing that everyone was in this attitude, Zhunti smiled and smiled at everyone, then looked at Fuxi and Kunpeng, who were sitting in the fifth and sixth cushions.

"Two fellow Taoists, my senior brother and I are so tired. Can you just take a cushion and rest for a while?"

Zhunti looked at Kunpeng, but Kunpeng closed his eyes and ignored him.

But Fuxi sighed. This Kunpeng is really a cushion. If he gives up, he will give up. Fellow Daoist Zhunti is just a rest for a while.

"Come on, fellow Zhunti, let me give you my place and rest for a while."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, don't know the title of friend?" Zhunti looked at it and showed joy, but he asked his senior brother to sit down.

And Jie Yin sat on the cushion and bowed to Fuxi, "Thank you fellow Taoist."

"I'm Fuxi."

Fuxi stood up, but looked at Kunpeng, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, you came first, but you gave Junti a rest."

Kunpeng's face turned red with anger, and he wanted to curse, "You Fuxi like to be a good old man."

Zhunti looked bitter and stared at that position. Kunpeng finally had no choice but to get up and walk to the side.

When Zhunti saw Kunpeng leaving his seat, he sat there without hesitation, turned around and looked at Kunpeng, "Thank you fellow Taoist."

Zhou Ran stood in the hall and looked at all this coldly. The two leaders of the Western Sect could see some clues at this moment, and they were more introverted and did not stand out in everything. Instead, Cunti was happy and angry. One thing was certain about the two of them, and they were deeply scheming.

He looked at Kunpeng standing aside with an angry face, and the newly-grown old man Fuxi, and said in his heart, "This Fuxi can be a companion with Hongyun. Kunpeng is afraid that he will hate Fuxi to death. When he knows the meaning of this cushion, he probably wants to kill Fuxi."
Chapter completed!