Hong Huang: I, the ten sons of Zulong, the golden dragon of luck

Once these disciples of explaining religion want to enter Jiejiao and become saints, they will definitely slap Yuanshi Tianzun in the face.

Yuanshi Tianzun has always had a good face.

Originally, he had already lost all face in front of Master Tongtian and Ao Hui.

He must never allow his disciples to betray Chanjiao and join Jiejiao again.

If this is the case, it is better to kill them directly with your own hands.

Yuanshi Tianzun showed a killing intent in his eyes.

Although the set of rhetoric just now was to temporarily stabilize the minds of the three disciples of Chanjiao, and stop wandering their minds.

But after a long time, if Jiejiao has not been punished by heaven, they will definitely have to think about it.

Yuanshi Tianzun can be said to have a sad face.

This sect is so powerful, it may be very difficult to fight against it.

At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun thought of what he said just now.

An idea quickly came to mind.

As long as this statement is spread throughout the prehistoric world, no matter whether it is true or not, these cultivators will definitely not dare to stop teaching.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes showed a hint of predation, and he quickly used his magic power to spread this rumor to the entire prehistoric desolation.

After a while, all the prehistoric creatures knew about it.

"You have heard that this teaching is against the sky."

"Sanctification is not for everyone. For those who have no chance, forcibly sanctify, it is bound to anger the heavens."

"The act of cutting off teaching is suicidal!!"

"I'll wait, it's better not to take risks."

"Even if you become a saint, if you are punished by heaven and completely wiped out because you act against the sky, wouldn't everything be in vain?"

"..."

Soon, this statement caused a burst of fear among the prehistoric creatures and all the mighty ones.

Although saints are the ceiling for practitioners.

But there is heaven above the saint.

If it is obliterated by the way of heaven, everything will be in vain.

Due to the spread of this statement, those practitioners who had rushed to Jinao Island stopped one after another.

Everyone was thinking for a while, whether to go to stop teaching or not.

And even exaggerated, it is said that cutting off teaching is going against the sky.

Going against the sky is going against the way of the sky!

Will be punished!

All cultivators smelled a trace of fear.

Some timid ones even flinched immediately.

"It's so, I'd better go to teach!"

"Yes, yes, yes... I chose the wrong path at the beginning, and went against the sky, and I will definitely die in the future."

"Compared to Jiejiao, Chanjiao Yuanshi Tianzun is also a saint, but he is quite well-behaved and more reliable."

"..."

As a result, many disciples changed directions and started heading towards Kunlun Mountain.

Jinao Island.

Ao Hui didn't know about the rumors spread in Hong Huang Nei.

He is all in the Mythology Da Luo, wanting to constantly comprehend more and make breakthroughs time and time again.

It's a pity that without the golden cloud of merit, no matter how Ao Hui comprehends it, he can't break that restriction.

There was no other way, Ao Hui had no choice but to withdraw his consciousness.

Soon, Ao Hui had an idea in his mind.

He can copy so much primordial purple energy, why not absorb a wisp of it himself.

Soon, Ao Hui absorbed a strand by himself.

When that ray of primordial purple energy entered the body, the whole body was covered by a layer of golden runes.

Gradually, Ao Hui sat down again, and his spiritual consciousness entered the Mythical Great Luo.

With the primordial purple energy, this time his comprehension of the Mythical Great Luo is finally a breakthrough.

Ao Hui sees more fragments about the future through Myth Da Luo.

These fragments flow in the long river of time, constantly flowing forward.

Ao Hui saw that the long river flowed to a certain place and produced many branches.

Among these branches, there are corresponding prehistoric figures.

This made Ao Hui feel novel.

He had never seen a branch before.

At that time, Ao Hui saw more far-reaching.

He immediately stood at the branches, and after seeing the prehistoric worlds staged in these branches, he finally realized something.

Ao Hui understood in an instant.

These branches are a parallel prehistoric world regenerated every time Ao Hui changes the current prehistoric world.

In these prehistoric worlds, they do not interfere with each other, and each develops the next plot line independently.

As a result, although Ao Hui understood the rules, he didn't know which branch was the branch of the prehistoric world he was currently in.

Ao Hui frowned and let out a long sigh: "This Mythical Da Luo is really difficult!"

It seems that it will take some time to fully comprehend.

However, because of the ray of majestic purple energy just now, he has gained some insight into the mythical Daluo, and his mind is clear.

When he woke up again, Ao Hui noticed that his own strength had increased.

He fixed his eyes on what he saw, passing the flowing wind, flowing fairy air, and various breaths in front of him, he could see the gaps in the void.

Through these gaps, it is easy to control time.

Ao Hui was startled.

"The law of time!"

He just realized the law of time in the mythical Daluo!
Amazing!

With a thought in Ao Hui's mind, the breath flowing in front of him suddenly stopped.

With this law of time, isn't it invincible?

If the next time the Heavenly Dao Thunder Calamity hits again, it can be frozen for a short time with the law of time.

Ao Hui was pleasantly surprised.

Finally, Ao Hui came out of retreat.

He thought, in today's interception teaching, I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of disciples, right?

There is no creature in the wild who does not want to practice to become a saint.

With the example of Di Jun in front, Jiejiao should be able to receive many disciples this time.

Just as Ao Hui came out of his palace, he saw that there were still a few disciples practicing in Biyou Palace Square.

This disciple has not grown much.

Ao Hui:? ?

Ao Hui sensed something was wrong.

He took a deep breath and walked towards Biyou Palace.

"Master."

Ao Hui softly shouted.

The palace gate opened.

Ao Hui went straight into Biyou Palace.

As soon as he entered, he saw the Master Tongtian playing chess.

And he is playing chess with himself.

When Tongtian saw Ao Hui coming in, he waved his sleeves away, dismissed the other Tongtian leader, and said with a smile: "Ao Hui...you have left the customs."

"However... as a teacher, why do you see that your cultivation base is only a big one?"

"Talk to Master Wei, have you restrained your true cultivation on purpose?"

Master Tongtian has long had such doubts.

Ao Hui scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "Master, I really haven't restrained my cultivation, my real cultivation is Da Luo."

Tongtian felt strange.

However, Ao Hui didn't want to say anything, and he couldn't force him to ask, so he asked kindly, "What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Ao Hui frowned and asked, "Master, why do I cut off only a few disciples?"

"I remember that before Emperor Jun became a saint, there were obviously many practitioners who came towards Jin'ao Island."