"I am Hongjun, now I have become a Dao, and I am the first saint of the flood wilderness."

"The way to cultivate the flood desolation is incomplete, and after a thousand years, those who have a destiny for the flood desolation can enter the Chaos Purple Xiao Palace to listen to the sermon."

The divine light shone in panic across the universe, reflecting the uncertain expression of a great power.

"Dao ancestor is merciful, meritorious and immeasurable!"

"Daozu Great Goodness..."

A word of praise resounded in the flood.

"Hongjun is sanctified."

Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Su Mo was silent in his heart.

"One day, I can also become a hybrid element."

With a slight movement in his heart, Su Mo no longer paid attention, and after a thousand years, the Zixiao Palace opened.

This Zixiao Palace is definitely going to, but it doesn't matter this first time.

Hongjun lectured on three things, one on the way of Da Luo, the second on the way of mixed elements, and the third on the way of mixed elements.

At the time of the first lecture, there was no benefit other than going to occupy those six futons.

Although that futon represents the holy throne, it represents the Hongmeng purple qi.

Although it was very tempting, Su Mo did not dare.

All of them, many restrictions, even if you grab it, what can you do?

Su Mo did not believe that there were no restrictions on the means.

Anyway, his cultivation is only linked to the reincarnation realm, as long as the reincarnation realm can be promoted.

Then Su Mo's cultivation is a natural water high boat.

As for the back, Su Mo naturally still has to go.

Whether it is the way of quasi-sainthood, or the way of mixed elements, or the treasure in the future.

All of them have a lot of benefits for today's Su Mo.

At this time, he is already a quasi-saint, and it is time to plan his own opportunity for holiness.

"Huh?"

Su Mo suddenly moved in his heart and looked to the east.

With his eyesight, Su Mo saw that above the East China Sea, there was a majestic and sacred mountain, towering into the sky.

"This is?"

On a whim, Su Mo felt that there was a big opportunity waiting for him in the East China Sea.

"Just take advantage of the flood and desolation to go to the Zixiao Palace."

"I could have scavenged it once."

A moment later, Su Mo already had a plan in his heart.

...

In the midst of the flood, many powerful people heard that Hongjun would preach in the Zixiao Palace.

Then they passed through the world barrier, walked through chaos, and came to the Zixiao Palace in the depths of chaos.

The chaos is extremely dangerous, even Da Luo Jinxian does not dare to say that he can swim in it.

Below the Da Luo Golden Immortal, there is no drama.

Without support, it would be impossible to reach the Purple Xiao Palace.

Many Danone stepped on the endless sea of chaos, when they came to the end of chaos.

Then I heard a glorious bell, and the mighty bell echoed throughout the Chaos Sea!

In an instant, the boiling chaos around him subsided, and the chaotic time and space began to become orderly.

When everyone followed the sound, they saw a simple and majestic Dao Palace, standing in the depths of chaos.

In the simple and majestic Dao Palace, there is also a majestic figure, standing at the highest place of the Chaos Sea between light and shadow.

"This is the Zixiao Palace?"

Looking at the simple and majestic Dao Palace, you could recite a sentence softly.

After all, the many great powers of Zixiao Palace are also coming for the first time, and it is also the first time to see this palace.

Everyone looked at the Zixiao Palace located at the highest place of the Chaos Sea, and the old Dao who was like an ordinary person moved slightly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Taoist priest does not show the slightest power, his eyes are cloudy, and his body is tall.

It's really like the old man who has suffered a stroke in the city.

But in the eyes of these strong people, the figure of this old way is immeasurable, boundless, like a huge and boundless world.

"To the Tao, there is no regret in death."

Chanting softly, an old man paced slowly, unhurriedly, and stepped onto the steps in front of the Zixiao Palace.

Behind him was a middle-aged man and a young man, each with a different demeanor, and the aura exuding from his body was also different.

The old man was calm with a trace of inaction, middle-aged arrogance with a hint of domineering, and the young man's whole person was sharp, like a sharp sword that had not yet been unsheathed.

Among them, the old man is dressed in a green robe, white eyebrows and white hair, he is the Taiqing Laozi among the three Qing, and he has the cultivation of a beginner saint.

That middle-aged man was dressed in a white robe, with a majestic face, it was the beginning of the Yuqing Yuan, and his cultivation was indeed the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, which was a little worse.

That young man's black robe and strong Lingli were Shangqing Tongtian, and his cultivation was also the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Outside the gate of the Purple Xiao Palace, two boys, a man and a woman, stood in front of them, looking respectful, and couldn't stop saluting everyone who entered the Purple Xiao Palace.

If Su Mo was present at this moment, I was afraid that he would not be able to stop snickering.

I am afraid that no one would have thought that in the future, the one who stood in the Heavenly Court, threatened the flood and wasteland, and was the strongest under the saint, was just the bell-ringing boy in front of the Purple Xiao Palace.

Someone took the lead, and many powerful people stepped on the stairs and entered the Zixiao Palace.

In the Purple Xiao Palace, there are dark and bright, and there are endless void shadows, as if there are endless time and space changes, dimensional changes, and alternation.

The highest place above the main hall is a high platform, and the aura on the high platform lingers and suspends.

There was also a burst of mysterious meaning emanating.

I think this is where the ancestors of the Dao preached.

Below the high platform, there are six futons.

Sanqing, who was the first to enter the Zixiao Palace, saw this scene and didn't think much about it at all.

Go straight towards the three futons in the front.

Then, they sat down without any timidity.

"Sister Nuwa, I have a feeling in my heart, this futon must be extraordinary, I will take a position later."

It was not only Sanqing who entered the Purple Xiao Palace, but also many great powers, and one of the men spoke to a female fairy beside him.

"What the eldest brother said is reasonable."

The graceless fairy nodded gently, and then the two stepped forward.

But he only occupied one position, and did not dare to be like Sanqing.

Immediately afterwards, Kunpeng and the people of Hongyun Dao also occupied a position.

And behind him, there were more than two thousand Great Gods of the Flood Wilderness, basically all of them were the cultivation of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Seeing that the gate of the Zixiao Palace was about to close, two Daoists with shabby robes came in outside the door.

One of them was yellow-faced and as thin as a dead bamboo, but his eyes were very peaceful.

But its body is also wise and radiant, making people feel like a spring breeze.

But it was a look of distress.

This person is the would-be person of the Bodhi Tree in the form of the Taoist.

The other person looked rich, and his face was rosy between the fullness of the heavenly court.

However, there is indeed a congenital golden qi in his eyes, and he is full of edge.

This was the usher of the innate golden geng's qi incarnation.

As soon as the two entered the Purple Xiao Palace, they saw the six futons that were full of people, as well as the many powerful cultivators in the Purple Xiao Palace.

The two moved in their hearts, looked at each other, and the quasi-mentioner immediately began to cry.

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