Main Body attained the true body of one hundred thousand feet and became half-immortal. The terrifying scene was like a huge tsunami, sweeping across the entire Primordial World, causing countless monks to feel shocked for a long time.
The deeds of Five Primordial Supremes were soon uncovered by the monks from the forgotten corners of history, and countless monks suddenly realized that it turned out that in ancient times, there had been a supreme strongman who could turn countless Daluo Golden Immortal into ashes with just a raise of his hand, and there were three supreme strongmen still existing in the world.
This also gave many confused Daluo Golden Immortal a goal. At least they knew that there was a Supreme Being above Great Luo, and they were no longer as confused as before.
After Dijiang and others arrived at the Witch Clan, they immediately built a temple on a large scale. Divine Statue, each with four wings on his back, and whose face was vague, began to stand in the temple.
At the same time, Dijiang and others also listened to Li Yi's instructions, secretly killed demons and other creatures, and began to gather Essence Blood.
And Eastern Emperor, Di Jun also gradually became famous, and relied on their strong combat power to conquer countless Demon King, including Bai Ze, Golden-Eyed Water Ape, the Nine-tailed Fox King and other powerful demon masters.
Time passed quietly like this for millions of years.
On this day, the wind was beautiful and the sky was blue. Suddenly, a huge pressure rose from the Kunlun Mountain and spread throughout the entire Primordial World. Then, a purple air tens of thousands of feet across from the east, bursts of Immortal Music sounded in the sky, countless Spiritual Qi condensed into golden flowers and fell, and mysterious auras appeared one after another.
Lying high in the nine-fold cloud, the futon contains the truth;
Outside of the dark and yellow world, I am the master of teaching.
Pangu produces Tai Chi, two instruments and four images;
One teaching is passed on to three friends, and two teachings are divided into sections.
The leader of Xuanmen City, Hongjun.
Various strange phenomena continued for dozens of breaths. The sky was filled with purple clouds, and groups of Spiritual Qi turned into cranes and auspicious beasts, running around and flying. At this moment, a voice came out from Kunlun Mountain.
"I am Hongjun, and I have understood the method of becoming a saint. Today, Proving the Dao of Hunyuan, I am Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, neutralizing the chaos Purple Xiao Palace. Anyone who is destined can come and listen to the sermon!"
"Hongjun became a saint?"
Penglai Immortal Island, Li Yi flashed two gleams in his eyes and murmured to himself, "Well, it's okay to go and listen. Although it shouldn't be of much use, it will be easier to deal with the top monks among Primordial World in the future."
In fact, after Main Body attained the true form of Shiwanzhang, he passed on all kinds of Rule Insights to Li Yi. After such a long period of sorting and understanding, Li Yi gradually gained a clear understanding of the rules, " The artistic conception of "All Things Reincarnation" has been perfected, and I have a certain understanding of the artistic conception of "World Reincarnation". This Hongjun sermon really has little effect on Li Yi. After all, Li Yi is just like Main Body, and the path he has chosen is too special.
Along the way Li Yi also saw countless monks heading straight for Thirty-Three Heavens, most of them Golden Immortal, Mystic Immortal, and even Heavenly Immortal.
"You really overestimate your capabilities. How can Windfire Layer of Thirty-Three Heavens have such an easy time, let alone find Purple Xiao Palace in the chaos."
Li Yi shook his head and sighed. It is estimated that most of these monks who do not know how to advance or retreat will eventually die in Windfire Layer and chaos. Those who are destined to be destined can only be considered to be destined to have strength.
"Three fellow Daoists, long time no see!"
Li Yi thought he had arrived early enough, but he didn't expect that someone was earlier than him. As soon as he passed through Windfire Layer, he saw Three Pure Ones standing on the edge of chaos, apparently about to pass through.
"Haha! Fellow Daoist Li, you are here too."
Tongtian laughed heartily when he saw Li Yi, and Lao Zi and Yuan also smiled at each other.
"Bang!"
A few people were about to talk when a huge black shadow shot out from Windfire Layer, revealing an old man with a gloomy face and wearing a black robe. Li Yi looked and saw that it was Old Ancestor Kunpeng.
Soon, Fu Xi, Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun and others also arrived one by one, Twelve Ancestral Witches and only Houtu arrived, and more and more people came. Three Pure Ones didn't care to say hello anymore. A black and yellow pagoda appeared in Lao Zi's hand, but it was Merit Supreme Treasure Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Treasure Pagoda.
With a throw of his right hand, Exquisite Pagoda instantly grew in size, hanging down a dark yellow light ribbon, covering Three Pure Ones, making everyone's eyes warm, especially those monks who recognized Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Treasure Pagoda, whose eyes revealed naked desire. If Three Pure Ones hadn't been famous, they would have taken action immediately.
"Fellow Daoists, take the first step!"
Lao Zi bowed slightly to everyone, ignored everyone's reaction, and led Yuan Yuan and Tongtian into the chaos.
Everyone was also anxious, for fear of being overtaken by others, and they all showed off their special skills, but Li Yi was watching the show slowly and calmly.
Seeing that almost everyone had left, Li Yi slowly appeared three groups of wings, and two huge gears rose from behind, repelling the surrounding chaotic energy.
After all, he had lived in the chaos for many years. Although he was a clone, Li Yi still easily avoided those dangers. After about a month, he faintly saw a simple palace located deep in the chaos. He flapped his wings and flew over.
"Six futons indeed!"
Li Yi As soon as he stepped into the Purple Xiao Palace, he saw Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Hong Yun, Kunpeng and the other six people sat on the six futons in front, and the people behind them were not fools. They knew that the six futons must have some secrets. They looked at the six people with unhappiness, but they did not dare to take action because they were worried that this was Purple Xiao Palace.
Li Yi looked around and found a remote corner to sit down. Unexpectedly, there was an extremely low-key monk next to him. This man had blood-red hair and exuded a violent spirit. He vaguely had the answer in his heart. This person should be Old Ancestor of the Sea of Blood.
Speaking of which, in the previous life, Li Yi admired two people among Primordial World. One was Ancestor of Earth Immortals Zhen Yuanzi, and the other was Old Ancestor of the Sea of Blood River Styx., these two are not Sage, but they have survived various catastrophes and Sage's schemes, and they are still alive and well. Even Sage is not willing to offend easily. This can no longer be described as luck. They must be extremely wise people.
Li Yi politely said, "Li Yi, I have met fellow Daoists!"
"River Styx!"
River Styx took a curious look at Li Yi. Most monks stayed away intentionally or unintentionally because of the violent aura on his body, but Li Yi seemed to be unaware and sat down. Therefore, they all had a certain fondness for Li Yi.
At this moment, there was a "Bang!" sound, and two disheveled monks ran in. One of them looked around and cried loudly, "Brother, we have come all the way from Western Region. We are so anxious and have gone through countless disasters, but we didn't expect that we didn't even have a seat in the end!"
Another monk, whose face was already bitter, became even more bitter now, as if all the hardships in the world had happened to him, and he was extremely sad.
Purple Xiao Palace Among the monks, some were sympathetic, some were indifferent, and many were watching the show. Li Yi could see that the two of them were really suffering, and they were not just making fun of them, and they admired them in their hearts.
Hong Yun, who was sitting on the futon, felt something in his heart. Faced with the hostility of everyone, he had long wanted to leave his seat. No matter it was Three Pure Ones, Nuwa or Kunpeng, that one was now Daluo Golden Immortal. In the middle stage of, he was only the weakest among the six in the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, and most people were staring at him. They were inevitably afraid of being retaliated by everyone after the Zixiao Palace was revealed. This time he just took a step to go down, "Two fellow Daoists, there is no need to do this, I will leave it to you."
As soon as these words came out, the crying monk immediately turned into a gust of wind, squeezed into Hong Yun's seat, wiped his face slightly, and then introduced to everyone, "I have met fellow Daoists, poor Daoist Zhunti, this is my senior brother Jieyin!"
Jieyin said nothing and bowed to everyone. Thinking that he didn't have a seat yet, his face became bitter again.
Zhunti looked at Taiyi, Yuan and others, turned their eyes, and said to Kunpeng, "This fellow Daoist, please give up your seat to my senior brother!"
Di Jun and Taiyi have long had the idea of conquering the demon clan. At this moment, there are two demon clan monks in the six seats, but they are not them. Any rumors in the future will damage their reputation. Nuwa is a woman and she also stood up at this moment. "Fellow Daoist Zhunti is right, you should give in!"
Yuan Yu didn't like the demon clan either, so he turned around and said, "You, a man wearing fur and armor, have no right to sit with me!"
Three Pure Ones has always been one, and now they will all move outward regardless of right or wrong. Lao Zi and Tongtian also turned their heads at this time, staring at Kunpeng with a cold light.
"You..."
Kunpeng felt impatient for a while, looked around, and saw many monks below staring closely at him. His face turned red with embarrassment, and he had no choice but to retreat.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"
Jieyin bowed slightly and sat down without hesitation.
"Hmph!"
Kunpeng said coldly, his eyes flashed coldly, and he glared at Hong Yun with murderous intent.