Outside the Wanlong Ancestral Cave, Ao Guang walked into it cautiously and said respectfully: "Meet the ancestor!"

Huanglong Ancestor said calmly: "Come in."

Ao Guang quickly walked into it and said: "Ao Guang is ashamed of his ancestors, failed to protect his people, and even brought trouble to you."

The Huanglong Ancestor smiled and said, "What are you guilty of? You saved eight True Dragon Clan members without my intervention. You are facing the future Destined Saints. Who can dare to defeat them?"

Although he gave the real dragon the name Huanglong Zhenren, how can a mere earth dragon who has not yet become a golden immortal compare with my name?"

After hearing this, Ao Guang still said: "I'm sorry for your trouble, but I don't know why this earth dragon abandoned his clan?"

The ancestor of Huanglong said: "Everyone has his own fate. This Nine Dragons is of great use to our dragon clan, but this earth dragon does not want to take this road.

It doesn’t matter if he leaves, just be a disciple of the saint in the future and give our dragon clan a share of luck.

If he returns to Sihai in the future, please tell the people not to hate him, as the name Huanglong Zhenren is enough for him to "be useful"!"

Ao Guang's heart shivered and he hurriedly said yes. An earth dragon who has not yet become a great Luo dares to have the same name as the ancestor of the true dragon. With his fate overturned, he is destined to be unlucky in this life.

The ancestor of Huanglong said again: "The third lecture of Taoist ancestors is about to begin. Now that the four of you have become Daluo, I will look after the world for you for a while. You four should go to Zixiao Palace for a trip!"

Ao Guang was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, ancestor, for making it possible."

The ancestor shook his head, "How difficult and slow is the Dragon Clan's road? These tens of dollars will come, and only the four of you in the clan have ascended to Daluo with the blessing of luck. The hope of the Dragon Clan only lies in you."

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The third lecture of Zixiao Palace is about to begin!

A stream of brilliant lights rose from the ancient land, reaching up to the thirty-third day.

In the streams of light are the lights of great powers, the great powers of the great roads, and the masters of the small roads. Thousands of roads are vying for crossing, and thousands of roads are competing for the front. Thousands of roads coexist between heaven and earth. How majestic it is? How prosperous it is.

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On the building, Qing Ling stood up, looked at the sky full of light behind his hands, and murmured softly: "If such a big man can not die in the calamity of heaven, how many treasures of the way can he create? Why worry about the gods and demons in the ancient world?

Tribulation?"

Beside him, Du Guang Tu Tu, a short figure, stood behind him and said respectfully: "Master, you look beyond the world and plan for the great wilderness. It is really a blessing for the great wilderness."

Qing Ling turned around slightly, glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "I will use less compliments in the future, but he is still a powerful person."

Tutu was panicked and responded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I understand, sir."

Qing Ling silently stood at Jianmu and watched for a long time. After the last powerful man rushed to the sky, he stood up.

"Go and tell the four guardians to guard Jianmu. I won't be back for a while."

The land is busy bowing and saying yes.

No wonder he is always respectful and courteous to his master, it’s just because Qing Ling’s prestige has spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland at the beginning of the consciousness of this land, and it protected this land from misfortune during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation.

The opportunity for Qingling’s enlightenment to appear.

Qing Ling got up and walked into the 28th level of the universe. When he came back, Jianmu soared into the sky and was overwhelmed.

Now that all the great powers from the ancient world are gathered in Zixiao, there will naturally be no more great powers in the twenty-eighth heaven. Even more than a hundred demon saints from the demon clan have gone to Zixiao Palace. As for the Wu clan taking the opportunity to invade the heavens,

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are not that stupid. If they take action during the period of Dao Ancestor's preaching, the power of the saint will not be easy to bear.

In the infinite universe, there are no edges or boundaries, so the universe is infinite.

Because it is boundless, it cannot be compared with the vastness of heaven and earth.

Although heaven and earth are big, they all have boundaries, and saints can compare them.

The green spirit walks in the starry sky, the starry sky is silent and the stars are desolate, without exception.

There have been many great masters throughout the ages who have understood the Great Way of the Stars, but they have gained very little.

Because the Avenue of Stars is too huge and disorderly.

Hugeness is nothing compared to the mighty and terrifying soul's power of calculation, but with the addition of disorder, it becomes impossible.

Therefore, there are many great powers in the universe, but there is only one master of one star and one path, and there is no master of the stars and avenues.

Ziwei Star, Dou Mu Star, Lunar Star, Sun Star, South Pole Star, East Pole Star, West Pole Star...

Every star can be said to be a avenue, and every star can give birth to a star god.

But the universe is too big, and the stars are too big. After the death of Pangu, the universe is infinite, but the stars are limited.

But as time changes, the four phenomena of chaos are absorbed by the primitive world and transformed into the aura of heaven and earth. At the same time, they are also assimilated into the primitive world.

But now he is trapped in the sea of ​​stars in the universe.

But if this continues, one day the tyranny of chaos will invade the ancient world, unless the ancient world is cut off from absorbing the earth, wind, water, and fire to transform into spiritual energy.

But if the spiritual energy is cut off, there will be no inexhaustible vitality of heaven and earth, which will usher in the Age of Ending Dharma for all living beings. But it is too early now.

Qing Ling Yuan Shen is infinitely magnified, and his spiritual thoughts are scattered into the endless starry sky. He is like incarnating into particles, so small that his spiritual thoughts can only be observed if his spiritual thoughts are magnified ten thousand times and then ten thousand times.

Countless spiritual particles travel across the universe of stars, marching in the vast universe.

Countless stars, galaxies, star seas, and even terrifying black holes are all recorded in his mind.

The wider his spiritual thoughts traveled across the universe, the more Qing Ling felt that it was impossible for Jianmu to break through the twenty-eighth heaven.

Even if the sect of Wanshan is not Zhou, it will only stop at the height of the twenty-eighth heaven.

The twenty-eighth heaven of the ancient world is not the stars of the universe, but a part of the stars of the universe.

Qing Ling is still wandering in the boundless universe and will not give up.

At the same time, Taoist Hongjun in Zixiao Palace also began his last sermon on the great road.

What I’m talking about this time is the great road to the sage’s Hunyuan realm. He’s the only one who can express it in words throughout the ages and create the world!

In the ancient wilderness, a six-eared macaque covered his ears and held his head, moaning in pain. How could the obscure road be heard by a monkey who was in the underground realm?

In the Zixiao Palace, the jade dish created after Daozu's death appeared, and Daozu slowly began to speak.

However, many of the great masters in Zixiao Palace found it difficult to understand what was right, and could not understand one or two words at all.

The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace are now far more than three thousand.

But those who can gain something are still the top powerful ones at the front.

I had no expression on my face and just listened intently. No one knew what he was feeling in his heart.

Interviews at Yuanshi have always been as dull as water, and outsiders can't tell the depth.

Only the sky is open, and sometimes the brows are frowning, and sometimes they are relaxed and open.

As for Nuwa, she is the most ruthless among the six saints.

The red-sleeved sword in her hand was slashed at her for the first time, and pieces of blood-stained scales fell off. All the insights she had gained were imprinted on the scales, and then embedded into the snake's tail, and the insights were integrated into her body again.

The guide next to her remained unmoved, because this saint was as leisurely as a dream at some point, and the outside world could not touch him at all.
Chapter completed!