Chapter 4 Purple gas enters the tripod, no heaven to meet

Thirty-three days later, countless great experts gathered together, waiting for each other and confronting each other from a distance.

The Lord of the Demon Sect secretly observed the people present. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he thought silently in his heart:

"There are so many gods in the world. I really underestimated everyone in the world before!"

Although there are some worries, Wutian is still full of confidence. He is confident that with the help of the intercepting people, he will definitely win Hongmeng Ziqi.

At the moment, after a moment of confrontation, the atmosphere in the scene became more and more solemn, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Suddenly, the figure of the Styx River shook and slowly walked forward.

Everyone present was originally nervous. Seeing this scene, without saying anything, they immediately sacrificed their spiritual treasures one after another. As long as the Styx Taoists took action to collect Hongmeng purple gas, everyone would not hesitate to kill it on the spot.

To everyone's expectation, the Styx Taoist stepped forward, but did not go to the Hongmeng purple gas, but directly came to Kunpeng to stand, and then calm down again.

Seeing this situation, everyone was stunned and secretly guessed:

"What agreement did the two of them reach?"

Thinking about it, everyone did not dare to be careless and did not withdraw the spiritual treasure. They stared at Kunpeng and Styx with vigilance.

At this moment, I saw several escape lights flying from the sky and came to the field in an instant.

If you take a closer look, you will be a disciple of the four sects of people, interpretation, interception and Buddhism.

People and disciples of the two sects gathered together, regardless of each other, found a corner of the field to stand still, and then secretly observed the situation in the field, the same is true of Buddhism.

On the contrary, the people who intercepted the religion did not know whether they intended or not, and fell directly on the side of the demon religion Wutian and others, which was quite intriguing.

The head of the Wudang Virgin secretly observed the situation in the field and preached to Wutian:

"Godless Master! In this battle, we should preserve our strength first, and don't fight hard with others.

After a pause, he seemed to say to himself:

"How can the battle for the throne be decided in the first battle!"

Notre Dame knows in her heart that the struggle for the throne can never be decided by a war.

This battle is to eliminate those who have low cultivation and are underqualified. The real battle for the throne has not yet come.

With such a simple truth, Wutian naturally understands that many great experts here should also understand this reason. I'm afraid that only those who are confused by the holy throne and Hongmeng Ziqi can't see the situation clearly, and there is still a trace of illusion in their hearts.

And this battle is to eliminate these fantasies.

At the moment, Wutian nodded and replied:

"Don't worry, Taoist friends! The poor know it in their hearts!"

Just when the Virgin and the Heavenless Voices were told, a group of great masters were also secretly communicating with their friends.

After a while, everyone seemed to have reached an agreement and looked at each other from a distance, and then looked at those who were "unqualified" with bad intentions on their faces.

Suddenly, I only heard a sound of 'sip' and 'sip' in the distance.

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned and turned their heads to look, but they saw two escape lights, one purple and one yellow, scratching from the sky and quickly flew here. Looking at its momentum, the cultivation was obviously not low.

"Ah!"

... Before everyone could check it carefully, a scream sounded from the crowd.

The sound of screams was like a fuse, instantly lighting the battle horn. Everyone did not care who was in front of them, and immediately attacked the other party regardless of everything.

"Infatuation (upper man)! You old thief! How dare you sneak up on the poor road for no reason? The poor road will definitely smash you to pieces!"

...... "Tianheng (Taoist)! Do you also want to compete for the throne? It's simply out of your ability! If you are poor, you will be a good person and send you on the road!"

...... "Xiyue (fairy)! You [bitch], the Taoist priest wants you to look good today!"

...........................The sound of shouting and scolding kept ringing, and everyone was fighting in a melee, regardless of each other.

Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng, Huangquan Taoist and other great experts, even the disciples of Tongren, Jie, Jie, and Buddhism, continue to kill a group of scattered practitioners, and those scattered practitioners have no self-knowledge. Instead of joining forces to control the enemy, they are happy to attack each other, making Zhen Yuanzi and others speechless.

At the same time, the previous two escape lights have also flown to the field, but these two are the Jade Emperor Haotian and the Queen Mother Yaochi.

The two of them just arrived at the scene, but when they saw everyone fighting in a melee, they couldn't help but feel depressed.

Haotian's mind was deep. Seeing this chaotic scene, his heart suddenly moved. He immediately fished in the muddy water and dived into Hongmeng purple gas. He was ready to collect it while everyone was unprepared.

"Someone collects Hongmeng purple gas!"

Before Haotian started, a burst of shout suddenly sounded.

Everyone in the field listened to this and stopped fighting one after another. They turned their heads and happened to see Haotian.

Immediately, everyone was furious and scolded:

"I'm waiting for you to work hard here, but you fish in the muddy water here. It's really unreasonable!"

Thinking of this, everyone ignored Haotian's identity and took action with all their strength. Countless spiritual treasures flew out and attacked Haotian.

Looking at the countless spiritual treasures flying all over the sky, Haotian's face changed greatly.

Although there is still plenty of time at this time, it is enough to collect Hongmeng purple gas. But if so, Haotian must be the target of public criticism.

Thinking of this, Haotian secretly regretted it in his heart. He didn't care about the purple spirit in front of him and hurriedly dodged.

Seeing that Haotian knew each other so well, everyone's face was slightly slow. If Haotian insisted on collecting Hongmeng purple gas just now, even if he was the lord of the heavenly court and supported by the Taoist ancestor, everyone would definitely kill him.

After Haotian avoided it, the spirit treasure in the sky swaggered by, and it was inevitable to intersect with the Hongmeng purple gas.

At this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred, and the spirit treasure in the sky was outdated. The Hongmeng purple gas suddenly turned and directly disappeared into one of the tripod-shaped spiritual treasures.

Seeing this change, everyone was stunned and at a loss.

In astonishment, I only heard a loud laughter:

"Hahahaha! Hongmeng purple gas is already a poor thing! After that, the poor road will be with Laozi and all the saints in the sky..."

Before he finished speaking, a long sword suddenly came, with a "bang" directly through his purple mansion.

"Uh!"

His eyes stared, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a pool of stagnant water, which fell.

Obviously, the spiritual treasure of Hongmeng Ziqi belongs to this person.

Unfortunately, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Before they were happy for a long time, the great disaster was coming, and he fell directly on the spot.

After the man fell, he saw that the tripod-shaped spiritual treasure shot out of the brilliant light in an instant, which was extremely dazzling. He rotated and ran directly to the earth fairyland. The speed was fast and fleeting. When many great experts on the scene reacted, the spiritual treasure had disappeared.

Such a strange scene, everyone present was stunned.

Immediately, everyone reacted and thought to himself:

"So it seems that what we have won in this battle for the throne is the tripod-shaped spiritual treasure!"

The goal was determined. There was a smile on everyone's face, and they were very satisfied. Many people had hurried down the world to find the tripod-shaped treasure.

At this time, there are only Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng, Haotian, Huangquan Taoists and other great masters in the field, the disciples of the four sects of Man, Xuan, Jie, and Buddha, as well as people of Wutian and other demon religion.

At present, everyone is clearly separated from each other, facing each other from afar, and their eyes are full of examination.

After a while, the Styx Taoist suddenly opened his mouth and sent a question to the interceptor:

"You intercepting Taoist friends, you and other intercepting saints have Tongtian saints sitting in the town, and then the Tu Niangniang has always advanced and retreated with Tongtian saints, and you are also regarded as the intercepting saints. In the previous Zixiao Palace, the tortoise spirit and Taoist friends came to heaven, and they got Hongmeng purple gas, and the position of the saint was in sight.

"In this way, there are three saints, and now they still have to touch the eighth throne. Is it a little too insatisfactory?"

After saying that, he looked at the Virgin Mary and others with a bad face.

When other people heard this, most of them nodded and said yes. Among them, the disciples of the three sects of Buddhism showed gloating.

The Virgin Mary glanced at the Styx Taoist and said lightly:

"The statement of Styx Taoist is extremely ridiculous! The holy place of heaven and earth should be the virtuous! What is virtue? Merit and strength! If the merit is not enough and the strength is insufficient, even if the opponent is exhausted, it is rare to be recognized by Hongmeng Ziqi!"

Listening to this, the Styx Taoist's face was slightly red, and he strongly refuted:

"No Taoist friend is unreasonable! The holy throne is a virtuous person, but there are so many virtuous people in the world. It is not a single sect.

"Ha ha!"

The Virgin smiled indifferently and said:

"The holy throne is not only for those who are virtuous, and Taoist friends also admit that the people I teach are virtuous. Why can't we compete for the holy throne like this?"

When the Styx Taoist heard this, he was immediately speechless. He looked at the Virgin Mary angrily and retreated silently.

In fact, the Styx Taoist does not have to force the interception to retreat, but just wants to reduce some strong opponents.

But the people of the Styx River do not want to offend the interception too much. Previously, the heavenly way and the demon world were compatible, and everyone felt that the ban on saints had disappeared.

The ban is no longer. The Styx Taoist has to take into account the sky and the earth, and it is obviously unwise to offend the interception.

Of course, the people of the eighth throne are not worried. After all, the Taoist priest has had an amnesty order before, and the saints are not allowed to participate in this battle for the throne.

The words of the Taoist ancestors, presumably the saints dare not violate them, even if they have transcended the way of heaven.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly stepped forward, looked around the disciples of the four sects, and said lightly:

"Speaking of which, the disciples of the four sects are also juniors of us, and we should not have started with you. But this eighth throne may be the only opportunity for us, and we have to fight for it.

After a pause, but seeing Zhen Yuanzi's face change in vain, he solemnly looked at the disciples of the four sects and said in a condensent voice:

"Since you want to intervene in this battle for the throne, you must be psychologically prepared. After that, don't blame me for bullying the little!"

After saying that, his eyes closed slightly and he looked at the disciples of the four sects.

Listen to this, look at each other, and finally look at the great mage of Xuandu.

Master Xuandu is the first disciple of Laozi, and Laozi is the eldest brother of the saints. In the current situation, Master Xuandu still wants to come out.

Seeing this, Master Xuandu secretly hated it in his heart. When it comes to cultivation, the Virgin and others are no longer under him, but he wants him to come out. Master Xuandu is unwilling.

"Hmm! At this time, it's really unreasonable to look at the poor with those abominable eyes!" Master Xuandu scolded in his heart.

Even if he doesn't want to, Master Xuandu can only endure it. If he doesn't want to go to the front:

"Don't worry, this battle for the throne has nothing to do with generations. Even if it falls, there will be no complaints!"

Zhen Yuanzi and others nodded with satisfaction, and then said nothing more. They fled one after another and threw themselves into the fairyland.

When Wutian saw this, the divine light in his eyes flashed, and he preached with the Virgin Mary:

"Taoist friends! After a while, we will meet here, and we will have something to discuss!"

Immediately, the Virgin Mary answered and led the demons to escape to the fairyland.

However, when they were halfway, everyone suddenly turned around and ran 33 days away again.

(to be continued)