blenderwars Chapter 111 Zixiao Palace Part 2
Chapter 111 Zixiao Palace Part 2
In the dark and chaotic airflow.
The raised eyebrow patriarch looked surprised.
A pair of giant eyes on the chaotic willow tree seem to stare out.
"Styx, Chen Beixuan, I didn't expect you to be together."
"It is not injustice for the poor to fall into such a situation."
The realm of Styx has far surpassed Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
Raising eyebrows is the reincarnation of Chaos Demon God, so he naturally knows the horror of Styx.
"Chaos Orb, I didn't expect it to fall into your hands."
The treasure of chaos, no wonder it can suppress him.
"If you want to kill or cut, go ahead."
He raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes, looking like a hero.
Seriously injured, with all his cards out of the way, raising eyebrows is doomed.
Seeing the slumped raised eyebrows, Styx looked indifferent.
You have to pay it back when you come out.
Of course, this does not include Styx.
"Fellow Daoist Raise Your Eyebrows, hand over all your understanding of the laws of space."
"This deity has taken your body's origin of space, so I can give you a good time."
Soldiers first and then soldiers.
Styx didn't want to be rough.
However, raising his eyebrows is not knowing, so he can only use the big needle of the system.
"Impossible, even if Pindao dies, he will not follow your wish."
The origin of space, as long as you raise your eyebrows and die.
Styx can be refined from his body.
However, as long as he raises his eyebrows and does not let go of his comprehension of the Dao of Space, he will not be able to get it by relying on Styx's magic power.
However, the system is not for dry food.
I don't know good from bad when I raise my eyebrows.
Styx smiled strangely.
"Then don't blame the deity."
After speaking, Styx and Chen Beixuan turned and left.
A dry bone of hundreds of millions of feet floated in front of Yangmei.
Death Demon God, this is impossible.
Raising his eyebrows, he actually sensed the breath of the Death Demon God from the dry bones.
next moment.
The ten thousand-foot needle tube suddenly appeared.
There are also countless thin needles inserted into his primordial spirit.
The system is out.
Blood, primordial spirit, origin.
And Yang Mei's comprehension of the Dao of Space began to be continuously refined.
"No!"
"Terrifying existence."
"Styx, you can't do this to me."
The miserable voice resounded in the Chaos Orb.
Opening the sky, that terrifying existence absorbed the origin, blood essence, and primordial spirit of countless demon gods.
That kind of pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow of Patriarch Yangmei.
【Ancestor Raising Eyebrows will soon die. 】
[Issuing kill value in advance, 100 trillion. 】
[Additional reward, 900 trillion kill value. 】
[The remaining 3200 trillion killing value. 】
[Reward space scepter, upgrade to top-grade chaotic spirit treasure. 】
The sound of the system sounded, and Styx was full of harvest.
The killing value has increased by 200 trillion.
But at this point, only 3 top-quality Chaos Spirit Treasures can be exchanged, which is still not enough.
The space scepter will be handed over to Chen Beixuan, the Void Demon Dragon. Anyway, he is good at the law of space.
"Hongjun's second sermon, the deity is looking forward to it."
After muttering to himself, Styx returned to Sanxian Island.
Close your eyes and rest your mind, eat delicious food, so happy.
Chen Beixuan, the Void Demon Dragon, also returned to the East China Sea.
"Then play music, then dance!"
With a wave of his hand, countless dragon girls climbed onto his dragon bed.
In an instant, the joy was bursting out, and the whole East China Sea was surrounded by a sense of prostitution.
.........
In a flash.
The age of ten thousand years has come.
on the sun star.
"The time is coming, Hongjun Daozu preached, you can't miss it."
"Master may also go to Zixiao Palace, so it's time for us to go."
Di Jun looked at Tai Yi, his eyes swept over his subordinates.
For thousands of years, Emperor Jun's power has grown stronger.
Dijun and Taiyi are the pinnacles of Da Luo Jinxian.
The dozens of key members in front of us have also reached the middle and late stages of Daluo Jinxian.
There are also countless creatures entrenched in the prehistoric.
Ten thousand years later, Dijun and Taiyi still established some territories.
Especially in the Eastern Continent, they have already occupied less than half of it.
Making a fortune in a muffled voice, Di Jun and Tai Yi have been rather doggy these years.
Silently gathered the great power of Daluo Jinxian, laying the foundation for future development.
With an order, Di Jun and others flew towards Chaos.
At the same time, in the wild, all the innate gods rose into the sky.
Hongjun Daozu's sermon should not be missed.
The opportunities are endless.
Now, the realm after Da Luo Jinxian.
Ninety-nine percent of the creatures have black eyes and don't know how to practice at all.
Not deep in the mountains.
A quaint temple stands in the void.
Endless coercion distorts space.
Above the temple, the Dao pattern exudes a mysterious atmosphere.
That Dao pattern is not the Dao pattern of heaven, but the Dao pattern.
Pangu Palace, the innate treasure, was transformed from Pangu's heart.
With the effect of covering up the secret, it is simply a simplified version of the Chaos Orb.
In the Pangu Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches gather here.
Cover up the secret, so even the great supernatural powers can't see the scene inside through the Pangu Temple.
Even, there is no way to find out where the Pangu Temple is.
Unless you see it with your own eyes, you can't find Pangu Temple with your spiritual sense.
Inside the Pangu Temple.
The Twelve Patriarchal Witches showed hesitation. They were not sure whether they would listen to Hongjun's sermon.
During the first sermon, all the ancestral witches fell asleep except Houtu.
They didn't listen to Hongjun's Dao without cultivating the primordial spirit.
"Brother, I think we should go."
"Zixiao Palace is the dojo of saints, we must not offend Daozu Hongjun."
"It's a little bit understandable. Besides, we stay in Pangu Palace, and we can't improve our realm for the time being. It's better to go to Zixiao Palace to try our luck."
Zhu Jiuyin's eyes flickered, he was very thoughtful.
After all, it was the first time I went, and I will definitely go the second time, so I have to give Hongjun some face.
Although the ancestral witch does not respect the heaven and the earth, but only respects Pangu, Hongjun is now the first saint in the prehistoric times.
Zu Wu practiced the way of the body and gods, and respected the way of strength.
What Hongjun talked about was the way of the primordial spirit.
Once Zixiao Palace is gone, it may return without success.
"Big brothers, you must go to Zixiao Palace to preach."
The voice of the back soil sounded.
The other ancestral witches were drowsy during the first lecture and got nothing.
But Houtu realized something from it.
After some discussion, the ancestral witches finally decided to go to Zixiao Palace.
Houtu made up his mind to listen to Hongjun's preaching.
The other ancestral witches were worried that she would go alone. In order to protect the land, the twelve ancestral witches decided to listen to the sermon.
Zu Wu is not afraid of anything, since he has decided to go to Zixiao Palace, he will go together.
In front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, there are already crowds of people.
All the innate gods gathered here.
Dijun and Taiyi led their men and came here early.
Many prehistoric monks were talking to each other.
They want to take this opportunity to get to know other great powers and build relationships by the way.
In the prehistoric world, strength is the most important thing.
These innate gods are also divided into grades, grades, and strengths.
If one's own cultivation is not enough, then one has to cling to the strong.
Dijun and Taiyi obviously became the primary targets.
Sanqing has no intention of building power, even if someone has a heart of surrender, it is useless.