The system has to be used even if it is pulled

"Master! Why do you want to cut off your own sainthood? Isn't becoming a saint what you want?" Duobao knelt on the ground.

"You don't understand!"

"This time, I, Shiji, caused my master to be oppressed by other saints and lost his sainthood. I deserve to die!" After saying this, Shiji drew out his sword and was about to slit his own throat.

Zhao Yuanlang frowned and flicked his fingers, and the sword in Shiji's hand fell to the ground.

"Becoming a saint is nothing more than an ant in the heavenly way. The great calamity of Conferred Gods is approaching. You should take care of yourselves. The Golden Immortal of the Great Primordial Realm is what I pursue. You should all retreat. Remember, without my order, you must not leave the palace and be involved in the great calamity!"

"Yes, Master!"

Tens of thousands of immortals left, except for two people who gathered together, discussing something in secret.

"Long Ear, is what you said true? Are the two Westerners really going to give us the Buddha status?"

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal with long black hair and buck teeth shook his hair and squinted his eyes and said, "Of course, we are the attendants of the Seven Immortals after all. How could they treat us like garbage when we go there? Piluxian, I dare not say anything else, but if I go there, the two Westerners have already promised to let me sit as Dingguang Happy Buddha. I guess you are not bad either. At least you can get a Pilu Buddha."

"But it's not a good idea for us to do this. Master is so hot-tempered that he might chop us to pieces!"

"Look at how scared you are. What if our Master knows? He is not a Saint anymore. We must stand on the side of the winner. You have to know that there are five Saints. Even when our Master was not dethroned, you would have found it difficult to fight back!"

"Are you crazy? Be careful with your words! Be careful with your words!" Bilushian hurriedly covered the mouth of Chang'er Dingguangxian.

"But how many people on your side are willing to join us in joining the West?"

Bilushian frowned, and after a long while he said, "There are only a dozen or so."

"Why are there so few?" Chang'er Dingguangxian frowned and looked at Bilushian.

"Don't talk about me, how many do you have?"

"Emm, probably, maybe, there are seven or eight!"

"Then you still have the nerve to tell me?"

"You also know that I don't have a very good reputation. You also know that I have a very bad reputation among those female monks."

"I know, rabbit in heat, tut tut!"

"That's enough, Bilu, it's no fun! You, a big gourd, dare to say that to me?"

While the two were still whispering, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"What are you two doing?"

The two of them were startled, and when they turned around and saw that it was the Golden Hoop Fairy, they couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You old fool, you scared us."

This golden hoop fairy horse Sui Nai is the most obsessed fairy in Jiejiao. He is obsessed with cultivation and ignores worldly affairs. He is only focused on practicing his golden hoop method. His skills are second to none in Jiejiao, and he ranks very high among the seven fairies.

"What are you two whispering about?"

"Nothing, I was just wondering why Master suddenly fell from the throne! Ten thousand immortals from Jiejiao are here to pay homage to me, what should I do without Master to support me?"

"This is not the place to talk." Ma Sui said with a frown.

"Yes, yes, what the old fool said is right. It's okay, let's go our separate ways. Let's wait for contact from the West." Bilushian said with a smile.

After the three people disappeared, a figure soon appeared where they were. It was Ao Tao, who had a defiant look on his face and was wearing black crocodile armor. He glanced covertly at the direction the three people left, turned into a small insect, and flew into the hall.

"My Lord! They have indeed been instigated by the West a long time ago! Shall we kill these bastards?"

Zhao Yuanlang laughed and shook his head: "I am at a critical moment now. I will soon become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. You should continue to keep an eye on them."

"Yes!"

As Ao Tu disappeared, Zhao Yuanlang closed his eyes and three clones appeared before him.

"I have seen the master!"

"Although you are quite powerful, each of you is at the level of a quasi-saint, and you are the incarnation of my Three Corpses, but you still cannot achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Think about Pangu, who did not kill the Three Corpses, but still achieved the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian and surpassed the Heavenly Dao. I wonder if the path of killing the Three Corpses is wrong. After all, Hongjun has walked this path, and no one can compare to Hongjun in this path of the Great Dao."

"What do you mean? Great God Pangu proved his way with strength, killed three thousand gods and demons, and absorbed the essence of their flesh and blood to achieve the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo! Otherwise, Great God Pangu would just be a normal Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo. Do you want to take this path? But the way ahead is blocked. Great God Pangu's way of strength has been engraved in the avenue, and without the flesh and blood of three thousand gods and demons for us to strengthen, we cannot take this path." Sun God Sang frowned and asked.

"There are three thousand great ways, so I want to find a new path. Look!"

The three clones looked intently at the energy in Zhao Yuanlang's hand, and even saw Hongjun who had integrated into the Heavenly Dao from the Zixiao Palace.

"What are you doing?"

"It cannot be said, it cannot be said!" The God of Wood hurriedly stopped Arthas.

"The road is ahead, and the foundation has been paved. I wonder if you three will join me and move forward!"

The three clones looked at each other, nodded, and then gradually walked into Zhao Yuanlang's body.

As one clone after another entered Zhao Yuanlang's body, Zhao Yuanlang's momentum suddenly rose and the entire hall shook violently, but the outside of the hall was still peaceful.

Zhao Yuanlang was emitting a gray-purple light. He slowly floated up and finally disappeared in the hall.

In the void beyond the thirty-three heavens, as soon as Zhao Yuanlang appeared, he saw dazzling lightning one after another coming from nowhere and striking Zhao Yuanlang who was floating cross-legged in the void.

However, after hitting Zhao Yuanlang, these lightning bolts suddenly rebounded and collided with the rest of the lightning in the void.

The entire void exploded, and countless lightning bolts spread out. Soon, a figure appeared in the void. It was Hongjun, not Tiandao Hongjun.

"This is the divine thunder of the Great Dao!" Hongjun's eyes suddenly contracted. Zhao Yuanlang had become the fourth Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian under the Great Dao. The first was Pangu, Hongjun was the second, and that hollow willow tree was the third. If Hongjun had not been held hostage by the Heavenly Dao and integrated into the Heavenly Dao, he, Hongjun, might have perished like Pangu. The hollow willow tree ran directly to outside the thirty-three heavens.

Soon, the disgust from the Heaven made Hongjun's face change. He waved his hand, and countless purple divine thunders struck Zhao Yuanlang who was sitting cross-legged in the void.

However, these purple divine thunders were like the lightning. As soon as they fell on Zhao Yuanlang, they reflected from his body and collided with other purple divine thunders.

At this moment, Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, not Hongjun. The Heavenly Dao Hongjun remains calm. More purple sky divine thunders rush towards Zhao Yuanlang. Let's see whether you can reflect more or I can control more.

The entire thirty-three heavens were completely blown up, countless thunders spread, the demons that had been lurking in the void outside the thirty-three heavens howled like ghosts, were blown to pieces, and countless stars were shattered.

Finally, after Zhao Yuanlang opened his eyes, a desolate, evil, and corrosive aura instantly spread, and countless gray-purple lights splashed, instantly corroding and controlling the attacking Dao Divine Thunder and Zixiao Divine Thunder.

The gray-purple air of the entire thirty-three heavens spread over 90,000 miles. Gray-white decayed flowers bloomed all around Zhao Yuanlang, and the smell of blood filled the air. Countless dead demons in the void were swallowed by the gray-purple air, and then returned to Zhao Yuanlang's body.

A pair of expressionless eyes suddenly appeared above Tiandao Hongjun's head. These were the Eyes of Heaven. After looking at Zhao Yuanlang for a while, they disappeared.