Honghuang: Light the lanterns and bury the ancestor!

Deep in the chaos, a Taoist palace rules all the ways and suppresses the universe!

Zixiao Palace!
The location of Dao Ancestor Hongjun!
Supreme, invincible to all demons.

On this day, a lawless maniac came!

"Disciple lights the lamp and asks to see the teacher."

Arriving from Heaven, Ran Deng pushed open the door of Zixiao Palace without waiting for Hongjun's response.

Well, I also brought a girl and a young woman with me.

However, Yaochi and Yaoji were turned away.

Inside the main hall, it is simple and plain, and it is clear at a glance.
There is nothing else except two futons.

Hongjun was sitting on a futon, looking at the burning lamp indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was not a living being, but a statue.

It's a pity that these two futons are different from each other.

They are divided into high and low by jade rank.

"Tsk~"

Ran Deng let out an inexplicable sigh and stopped beside the futon under the jade steps.

He bent down, not to sit down, but to pick up the futon, and then walked up the jade steps step by step, step by step!
Hongjun remained indifferent and seemed to make no move.

But with every step Ran Deng took, the pressure on his shoulders became heavier.

The Three Thousand Avenues have turned into shackles, and the entire wilderness has become a cage. He must be made to recognize the reality.

Let Him go back to where He belongs!

That unparalleled pressure, even if he is Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, would be difficult to resist!
"Boom~"

A large bowl suddenly flew up and hung upside down above the head of Ran Deng. The mysterious light of creation fell down, protecting Ran Deng inside!

The big bowl was crystal clear, but it was full of cracks. There were even three rice-sized gaps missing at the mouth of the bowl, as if it would break in the next moment.

But in fact, it took away most of the pressure from Ran Deng!
A bowl, no, it should be called a basin.

Or, call it by its original name:
The jade dish of good fortune!

It is a tombstone carved by Pangu himself for the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods in the past, at the beginning of the creation of the world. It is stained with the blood and names of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

It is also the carrier of the past when Hongjun realized the Hunyuan Dao, collected the essence of the three thousand avenues, and established the Dao of Heaven!
Transcendent personality!

Just a fragment turned into the Emperor Haotian and the Queen Mother Yaochi...

With the help of Good Fortune Jade Disc, Ran Deng carried the futon and came to the opposite side of Hongjun.

At this moment, the endless pressure dissipated, as if it had never happened again.

Seeing Ran Deng sitting opposite him, Hongjun's eyes flashed with a strange light, and the whole god seemed to come alive:
“Both are innately divine, there is only distinction in order, there is no difference in level.

Taoist friends should not be called teachers. "

"Then you dare to ask Fellow Taoist Hongjun."

Ran Deng was sitting, raised his head and looked at Hongjun, only to see that one side of the world has become empty, inhabited and broken, reincarnation is endless, and the cycle is endless.

He smiled, raised his hand, and summoned the inner demon:
"Do you think there is a demon in your heart?"

……

Xing Tian was defeated in a single blow, but the proud ancestral witch divine body was as ridiculous as a clay sculpture of porcelain.

The Haotian Sword folded again, cutting through time and space, twisting the years, and in an instant appeared in Chi You's chest and penetrated Chi You's heart!

The sword opens a gap, and behind the gap, the most vast and transcendent breath pours out. The most impartial and righteous is the way that dominates all order!
Heaven!

A wisp of Tao power falls, giving it extremely terrifying blessings.

"Witch clan? Ancestral witch? Descendants of Pangu?"

"hehe!"

"They are just a group of poor people who live in illusion and deception from beginning to end!"

As soon as Haotian opened his mouth, it was a shocking secret!

Not only Xingtian, Chi You, but also many innate saints who were watching were shocked!
"Is this something we can listen to?"

"I have a hunch that those people may be involved behind the scenes."

"It depends on whether our Emperor of Heaven can withstand the pressure."

"This is the time to fall out with those people!" Many innate saints were talking about it, and the voice communication became more lively than ever.

go?
What to go?
They have never seen any big storms or waves since they were born. Now they are just watching the excitement, so what?

Can I still be scolded?
"Haotian, how dare you insult our Wu Clan! Insult Father God Pangu!"

Xingtian was furious, and regardless of his bloody injuries, he waved Qianqi Po Kong to kill him.

However, Haotian just waved his hand, and Xingtian Noodles had an insurmountable sacred mountain!
Haotian Tower!
By absorbing the power of heaven, its power is even stronger than the best innate spiritual treasure!
"disgrace?"

"You are just a bunch of wretches who have been abandoned long ago!"

"Like the human race, you are all created tools, a stepping stone for some people to the great road!"

Haotian sneered again and again, and was about to continue to reveal the news, but Zhenling suddenly felt a creepy feeling!
The next moment, space is shattered and time is blurred.

A silver-white river with no beginning and no end comes from nothingness!

Above the river, a figure with overwhelming turbidity controls time and years!

"Am I not dazzled?"

"Aren't these barbarians already dead?"

"Is it a back-up left by the Witch Clan?"

"That one just now, how did you survive until now when you were so stupid? This is obviously someone behind the scenes...ah!"

……

A sudden scream made all the innate saints watching the show instantly mute.

Obviously, the protagonists this time are not them, and we don’t want them to steal the show here.

"Zhujiuyin Ancestral Witch!"

Xing Tian's eyes burst out with bright light, although he didn't know how he did it.

After all, Xingtian has no head, so what is his purpose?

However, the surprise from the inside out is real.

"It seems that my guess is good."

Haotian pulled out the Haotian Sword and kicked Chi You hundreds of millions of miles away. The tip of the sword pointed at the rushing river of time:
"end!"

Magical power, words and Dharma follow!
In an instant, the long river of time suddenly stopped, and time paused here!

"Should I call you the Ancestral Witch of Time, or should I call you the Monster Tribe's strategist?"

"White Pond!"

As soon as Haotian said these words, everything in the world was silent!
A group of innate saints opened their mouths in surprise, and their enthusiasm for eating melons was unprecedentedly high.

Of course, there are also innate saints who leave in a hurry.

The fact that they can survive to this day and escape from catastrophes is not a test of their strength.

"The Ancestral Witch of Time is me, the Monster Clan Military Advisor is also me, and Bai Ze is still me."

Zhu Jiuyin smiled slightly, and his body transformed into Bai Ze's true appearance.

"But, who are you?"

"I am the Emperor of Heaven!"

Haotian spoke word by word, his expression solemn as never before.

A monstrous black curtain that had covered eternity, hundreds of millions of living beings, and even the innate holiness was kept in the dark was so easily lifted.

This can only mean one thing!

He, or they, have made up their mind.

Haotian asked in confusion: "I'm very curious, why heaven?"

"I am also very curious."

Bai Ze shook his head and smiled: "But it's better not to know some things."

"Are you convinced of me?"

A sneer appeared on Haotian's face, and the three treasures of the tower, sword, and mirror appeared together, and the power of heaven flowed like the sea, transforming into a brilliant Tao fruit!
God!

(End of this chapter)