Bandit of Infinity

Chapter 933 Don't Respect the Way of Heaven, Don't Worship Hongjun

The final result is clearly visible.

Facing the gazes of Sanqing, Jieyin Zhunti, and Dijun Taiyi, no matter how arrogant Kunpeng was, he would not dare to say that he would be able to survive under so many powerful hands. For the sake of his own life, even if he didn't I am willing, but in the end, I can only slowly stand up from the futon under the threatening and oppressive eyes of everyone.

With the dawn of victory, Jieyin naturally replaced Kunpeng and sat on the fifth futon.

Seeing this scene, all the Da Neng in Zixiao Palace looked at Kunpeng with narrow eyes, which made Kunpeng seem to have countless knives cutting him back and forth, as if he was about to execute him Ling Chi, throwing away the futon. The position was nothing, but what made Kunpeng the most intolerable was the humiliation. For this reason, Kunpeng swept towards Sanqing Zhunti and them one by one full of hatred, and finally fixed his eyes on Dijun Taiyi.

As members of the bird clan and the monster clan, you all stand idly by, and even help the evildoers. This makes Kunpeng's hatred for Dijun reach an unbelievable level, but facing the tyrannical strength of Dijun Taiyi, Kunpeng can only This hatred is hidden deep in my heart.

But precisely because of this hatred, in the subsequent Lich War, Kunpeng turned his back on the battle, not only cheating the monster clan, but also snatching Dijun's Hetu Luoshu. It's God's will.

The six futons were finally filled.

As for the Da Neng who came to Zixiao Palace, except for Ye Xuan, there were no more, no less, exactly three thousand, and it happened to coincide with the three thousand ways.

When all the farce was over, Hongjun who was sitting on the top finally opened his eyes, and there was a terrible coercion from his body, which made everyone in Zixiao Palace feel excited, even Sanqing and other powerful No exception, all of them felt the threat of their lives, and the aura just exuded overwhelmed everyone, and they all looked at Hongjun above in horror.

At this time, Hongjun also opened his mouth and said: "The sermon has officially begun!"

After finishing speaking, the gate of Zixiao Palace, which was originally open, slowly closed at this moment, and finally closed with a bang.

But everyone didn't care. Everyone was horrified by Hongjun's strength and excited to listen to the sage's preaching. So the three thousand powers in Zixiao Palace all bowed down at once, and even The most arrogant Sanqing just chose to kneel down after hesitating for a moment, and shouted: "We, pay homage to Daozu!"

Seeing everyone kneeling on the ground, Hongjun's face was neither sad nor happy, but his eyes suddenly turned to the twelve ancestor witches standing among them.

The ancestral witch was transformed from Pangu's blood essence and inherited Pangu's power, so each of the dharma figures looked tall and mighty. Even after becoming the size of a normal person, the head was half a body taller than others. Now these ancestors Wu Quanquan stood upright among all the people, and all the great powers around him knelt down, only they were still standing, and they could be said to be unusually conspicuous in the crowd.

Seeing that the ancestral witch did not kneel when he saw the Taoist ancestor, the great powers in Zixiao Palace had different thoughts. Some were afraid that the twelve ancestor witches would offend the Taoist ancestor. on people.

Of course, there are also people like Dijun Taiyi who looked at Zu Wu playfully.

Originally, because of a series of unhappiness just now, Di Jun and the others had formed a very serious relationship with the ancestor witches. Now that the twelve ancestor witches are independent, they sneer in their hearts. They really are a group of barbarians with simple minds and well-developed limbs. , Dare to be disrespectful in front of Daozu, if Daozu gets angry, I'm afraid he doesn't know how to die.

Thinking of this, Di Jun felt a little hopeful in his heart.

Waiting for Hongjun to get angry, and then severely punish the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

However, before Hongjun could speak, there was a powerful person in Zixiao Palace who took the lead in scolding: "The Twelve Ancestral Witches, you are so courageous. You didn't kneel in front of Dao Ancestor. You are simply despising the majesty of a saint!"

Under the saints, all are ants.

This sentence is not just words. The majesty of a saint cannot be violated, let alone be despised. As the saying goes, when the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be buried, and when the saint is angry, the world may be turned upside down. No one can bear the anger of the saint.

Facing Hongjun, even the proud Sanqing could only kneel on the ground, let alone the Twelve Ancestral Witches?
Sure enough, upon hearing this, everyone in Zixiao Palace focused their eyes on the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the eyes of three thousand Da Luo Jinxians focused on them. Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt great pressure. Wu Qiqi took a step forward, and said in unison: "We are transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu's father, so in this life we ​​only respect Pangu, not the way of heaven, let alone Hongjun."

The powerful words hit everyone's heart.

Only respect Pangu, not the way of heaven, let alone worship Hongjun...

These words echoed clearly in Zixiao Palace, moving everyone who heard them, especially Sanqing, who had always regarded himself as the authentic Pangu, felt ashamed after hearing the declaration of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Emotion emerges from the heart.

Yes, the Twelve Ancestral Witches who are also authentic Pangu can stand upright, but they have to kneel in front of others. Compared with the two, the sense of shame is deeper, and at the same time, a kind of nameless anger Things are also growing, obviously a little bit of embarrassment has turned into anger.

The prejudice in the human heart is like a mountain.

Among all living beings, there are many people who are not afraid of heaven and earth, but they are afraid of people who are too different from themselves. If you are too bad or cowardly, they will step on you and kill you; if you are too good or too strong, they will not be at ease. Suppress you and alienate you; only when you are similar to them, they will accept you with peace of mind. At that time, they don't care if you are good or bad...

It was as if Zuwu's behavior now was to set off Sanqing's incompetence and weakness. Perhaps it was for this reason that Sanqing became even more dissatisfied with Zuwu's behavior in his heart.

At this time, Hongjun was watching the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were full of unyielding words, and his aura suddenly increased, and the boundless coercion rolled out towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches crazily. The legs and arms of the ancestral witches were bent, but the ancestral witches still gritted their teeth and persisted unyieldingly.

Seeing this scene, Sha Niu sat on Ye Xuan's face, holding his arm tightly with both hands, her eyes were full of worry.

Obviously, after Sha Niu experienced reincarnation, she was more or less affected by the memories of the later soil. After all, these ancestor witches are also her brothers in name, and Sha Niu has a kind-hearted character. The ancestral witches suffered, so naturally they couldn't bear it.

Ye Xuan sighed softly, looked at Hongjun next to him, "Fellow Daoist, that's enough!"

In a word, it seemed as if time was frozen and space was frozen, everything in the world was eclipsed in an instant, and the coercion released by Hongjun was directly scattered.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace were all inexplicably horrified. Someone dared to contradict Daozu at this time.

But what was even more shocking was still behind. Hongjun glanced at Ye Xuan, frowning deeply, but in the end he didn't say anything, but the overwhelming coercion disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Hongjun compromised.

(End of this chapter)