The storyteller conferred the gods, but Tongtian actually abolished the holy throne

Staring at Lu Hui.

The demon emperor Jun, who was cold and proud one moment, knelt down on one knee the next moment, bowed to his courtiers, and returned to worship.

He said respectfully: "My subordinate Emperor Jun, please refer to your lord!"

Seeing this, Lu Hui nodded slightly.

As expected of the system!
Di Jun, who had fallen in the Lich War and had long since ceased to exist, could be resurrected perfectly and pledged his allegiance to himself.

The former saint and Hongjun did not let him bow his head.

"Put down the coercion."

Lu Hui waved his hand.

Di Jun nodded, and immediately restrained his breath.

In fact, what Dijun just distributed was not intentional by Di Jun, but was distributed naturally.

Although he is not a saint, the spirit of the Demon Emperor is only inferior to that of the Saint.

Just after being resurrected, Di Jun still felt a little confused, and naturally he couldn't control it very well.

Seeing Di Jun's obedient appearance, Lu Hui was even more satisfied.

Listening to the stories in the previous life, Lu Hui only thought that Di Jun was a quasi-sage.

Even if there is Hetu Luoshu, it is not enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the saint and become friends with each other.

Now he finally understood.

As the lord of the heavenly court of the monster clan, Di Jun enjoys the luck bonus of the heavenly emperor, and his own strength has already broken through the shackles of the quasi-sage.

Has become a half-step holy land!

If he could get the primordial purple energy, Di Jun might have already become a saint-level existence!
Or maybe if the Lich wins in the calamity, the demon court can dominate the world, and perhaps Di Jun can also prove the Tao with his strength and become a great saint!
Seeing this, Lu Hui couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Emperor Jun really can be described in four words:

Horror!
The only thing that makes Lu Hui regret is that Summoning Emperor Jun did not get Hetu Luoshu.

Come to think of it, like the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell, they also need to be obtained by a separate lottery.

But even without the accompanying magic weapon, Di Jun's strength is enough to ride the prehistoric world.

As long as you don't meet a saint, you can find out everything for Lu Hui and what Lu Hui wants to know.

Even if he meets a saint, Di Jun will not be caught in an instant, and he can escape back to the inn to protect himself.

"Not bad!"

With this combat power, Lu Hui became more and more happy when he saw Di Jun.

"For the time being, you hide your breath first, stay by my side, and wait for my arrangement."

Di Jun nodded and said, "Obey!"

Lu Hui turned his head and said to the guards: "From now on, Di Jun will be your leader, do you understand?"

"I'll wait to understand!"

Big Luo of the Monster Race and the nine Taiyis responded in unison.

They were originally the guards of the Demon Court, under the jurisdiction of the Demon Emperor.

If it weren't for a systematic master-servant contract, how could they commit crimes against the Demon Emperor?

Now that they are under Di Jun's subordinates, they are really happy in their hearts.

……

at the same time.

Compared with the peacefulness of the inn, Hong Huang was in turmoil.

It is no exaggeration to say that the world is in chaos.

All spirits have different foundations.

Those who have a foundation will self-cultivate, and when they reach a certain level, they will find sects to join.

This opportunity is something they were born with.

But after all, it is a minority.

The vast majority of creatures are born weak.

Just a bullied character, barely getting by.

Even if he hopes to become stronger, he has nowhere to find a teacher.

Which denomination would carry the oil bottle?

Even if the teaching is cut off and there is no discrimination, there are too many people who can go, and it is inevitable to involuntarily.

The Golden Ao Island where all saints come to pay their pilgrimage can no longer tolerate the survival of those ordinary creatures.

It has been reduced to the point of being abandoned by the prehistoric.

But now everything is different.

Although Jiejiao announced its disbandment, its disciples established schools all over the prehistoric region.

There are no restrictions on coming to the school to attend lectures.

As long as you have the heart to study and your moral integrity is good, you can enroll.

Such good deeds are entirely for the benefit of all spirits.

The number of students who go to study is increasing day by day and developing rapidly.

Even if Jiejiao is not around at the moment, every time the Jiejiao disciples teach, they will show their identities as former Jiejiao disciples.

It will also express that all of this is the unfulfilled ambition of the leader of Tongtian.

Attracting all the spirits of the wild and the wild, they yearn for Jiejiao even more.

I am extremely grateful to the Master Tongtian.

It is precisely because of this that Jujiao no longer exists on the surface, but in fact, luck has increased rapidly.

In just a few days, it has already returned to its former heyday.

The merits are as high as the sky!

This scene made Daozu Hongjun sad and angry.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Hong Jun trembled with ancestral spirit.

"Asshole! Tongtian is really an asshole!"

Now the Master Tongtian has disappeared from the prehistoric field of vision.

In the past, Daozu Hongjun could easily track the saint with the help of the power of heaven.

But now, the leader of Tongtian has abolished the holy throne.

It is no exaggeration to say that he betrayed the way of heaven.

But because of this, he became a strange number in the prehistoric world, breaking away from the established destiny.

Not in the river of fate.

It is also Hongjun Taoist ancestor, and there is no way to deduce the traces of the leader of Tongtian.

Seeing the disciples of Jiejiao teach and educate people, disrupting the prehistoric situation.

The luck and merit are erratic.

There are also signs of soaring in the prehistoric world.

Living beings practice, but what they absorb is the aura between the heaven and the earth, and the strange things that need to be bred by the heaven and the earth, etc.

This is completely endless absorption for the origin of the way of heaven.

However, at this time, Hongjun's body is in harmony with the way of heaven. Once the way of heaven lacks the source, he must find Hongjun's Taoist ancestor to absorb it.

Not to mention that it would pose a real threat to Daozu Hongjun.

It also has an impact on future calculations.

After all, if everything evolves as usual, the Will of Heaven will also relax its vigilance.

But if the source is lacking, the will of heaven will deepen its calculations in order to protect itself.

This can be said to be the greatest obstacle to Hongjun's ultimate goal of harmonizing with the Dao of Heaven and countering the Dao of Heaven.

"Damn!"

The more Hongjun thought about it, the more angry he became.

The Lord Tongtian's abandonment of the holy throne has disrupted the plan, and now it is even more affecting the situation.

Even if we turn Hong Huang upside down, we must find out the variable of Tongtian Sect Master!
Otherwise, Daoist Hongjun will feel uneasy!
Thinking of this, Daozu Hongjun immediately summoned all the saints.

Not long after, five figures appeared outside Zixiao Palace.

Taishang Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti.

I still remember the previous few times, or the visit of the six saints.

In a blink of an eye, one person is missing.

Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help feeling guilty again.

If it wasn't for him, how could Master Tongtian give up the holy throne?

For the sake of brothers and sisters, Master Tongtian gave up too much!
Yuanshi Tianzun sighed in his heart, and he had already made up his mind to find an opportunity to ask Hongjun Taoist ancestor to help the leader of Tongtian to restore his holy position when he had an audience later.

Even if the two religions fight in chaos, the brothers will turn against each other.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't tolerate it anymore.

After so many days, Yuanshi Tianzun has already figured out which is more important.

He is true to his shortcomings, and his friendship for explaining teachings is true.

But even if Chanjiao made it to the list and became a running dog of the Heavenly Court, he could still save his life.

And if his own brothers are not sanctified, they are in danger of falling at any time.

Who knows, how many people under the blue sky still hold grudges against the Master Tongtian?

At least right now, the Second Saint of the West looks like he has a bad stomach, and he might plot against Tongtian.

After all, the three Qings do not separate families, and the two sages of the West are like enemies!
Only by re-sacrificing the leader of the Tongtian sect can he be at ease forever!