Why Must Our Lich Family Be So Estranged?
"What the f * ck…"
Jieyin and Zhunti were filled with regret and hatred!
He was the one who regretted acting tough in front of the Shifter Emperor!
He had only released his pressure earlier and did not attack directly.
On his side, it was getting worse…
As for hatred, Dao Ancestor Hongjun…
Forget it, forget it. Dao Ancestor still couldn't wait.
He could only hate Nuwa and the Demon Emperor Zhou Yuan!
Wasn't it enough for us to be reprimanded by the Dao Ancestor? He actually made us lose so much face in front of so many people!
How hateful!
How hateful!
Although the two of them were filled with hatred, there was nothing they could do.
The Daofather had just said it himself.
Zhou Yuan was punishing him on his behalf!
He could only do as Nuwa said and thank Dao Ancestor and Zhou Yuan…
"Greeting."
"Zhunti."
"Thank you, Daofather!"
The two of them bowed to the Purple Cloud Palace.
Everyone was guessing if the two of them would thank Zhou Yuan.
"I don't think so…These two are the ancestors of the western sects! If he were to thank the Shifter Emperor, it would be too embarrassing!”
"I don't think so either. The two of them were people who sat on the purple praying mat. They were destined to be there, so how could they thank the Demon Thearch?”
"Hmm, that makes sense. Although the two of them were shameless, they couldn't be so shameless.”
……
Just as everyone was discussing.
He saw Jieyin and Zhunti stiffly turn their bodies towards Zhou Yuan.
Then he bowed and said,
"Thank you, Demon Emperor!"
Upon seeing this scene, the three thousand Red-Dust Guests couldn't believe their eyes.
The two early-stage Sage-to-be experts from the west had actually bowed their heads to thank the Demon Emperor?……
"Fellow Daoists, you're too polite."
Zhou Yuan was indifferent to their thanks. He said indifferently,
"Please rise."
After Zhou Yuan finished speaking, he ignored the two of them and summoned Nuwa and Fuxi.
He turned around and strode towards the Purple Cloud Palace.
Only a figure was left.
Seeing this, the group of mighty figures behind him secretly praised.
"Demon Emperor!
Truly domineering!"
Jieyin and Zhunti gritted their teeth so hard that they almost broke them. They swore silently in their hearts,
"Demon race!
Wait until I become a Saint!
I will definitely send all of you demons into reincarnation!!!”
As Zhou Yuan left.
This matter finally came to an end.
Kun Peng, who was the source of the incident, was also extremely shocked at this moment.
Even though he did not know why the Demon Thearch would help a stranger like him.
Could it be that he had ulterior motives?
Kun Peng had always had many thoughts. He was also more sinister, and his thoughts were always a little off.
Looking at Zhou Yuan's figure, he fell into deep thought.
The mighty figures of the Wilderness followed closely behind Zhou Yuan and began to walk into the Purple Cloud Palace!
Naturally.
The Three Pure Ones are the first, followed by Jieyin and Zhunti, Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun.
Behind Zhou Yuan, there were people sitting on purple futons and early-stage Quasi-Sages. They entered in order.
They sat down according to the seats they had been assigned after the first sermon.
He waited for the Daofather to appear.
Hao Tian and the Jade Pool were responsible for guarding the door.
There was no one else outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
Then, he prepared to cast a spell to close this huge door that was 10,000 feet tall.
The door slowly closed.
However, just as it was about to completely close!
"Boom!"
A sudden change occurred!
However, he suddenly saw a pair of huge hands that were burning with flames suddenly inserted in!
It actually blocked this hundred thousand feet huge door!
" Who is this?!!"
Haotian and Yaochi were instantly stunned!
The mighty figures of the Wilderness who were sitting in their respective seats also turned around to look.
They saw the same scene!
They were all shocked!
"What kind of brute force is this…It's too terrifying!”
"Who are you? His physical body is actually so powerful!"
"Blocking the gate of the Purple Cloud Palace with one hand…Tsk tsk, I can't afford to offend you, I can't afford to offend you.”
Just as the mighty figures were stunned.
Another big blue hand was inserted into the crack of the door.
Then, a creaking sound was heard!
This Purple Cloud Palace Gate, which could only be driven by the Dharmic powers of the Zenith Heaven realm, was now a palace gate.
It was actually opened by the monster outside with brute force!
All the mighty figures sucked in a breath of cold air!
But when he saw who it was.
Everyone immediately understood.
"So it's them…"
"This is very reasonable…"
Outside the door!
In the Wilderness, the famous Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were standing there!
And the one who opened the door with his bare hands was the Ancestral Wizard of Fire, Zhurong!
There was also the Grand Wizard of Water, Gonggong!
"See, I told you. This door isn't even as big as our house!”
Zhurong sized up the huge door that was as tall as a mountain in front of it with disdain.
"If it was dozens of times thicker, it would probably be about the same.”
Gonggong nodded and agreed with what Fangcai Zhurong said.
“……”
The conversation between the two left the higher-beings speechless.
However, he could not refute it.
This was indeed the Purple Cloud Palace, the number one Taoist temple in the Wilderness.
But…
When Zhurong said "his door", it should be referring to the door of the Pangu Ancestral Hall!
That was the heart of Father Pan Gu!
In the Wilderness, even if the Purple Cloud Palace was included.
Who would dare to say that their dojo was more awesome than the Pangu Ancestral Hall?!
Everyone could only sigh silently in their hearts.
Zhurong was really pretentious…
He couldn't take it, he couldn't take it…
But very quickly.
Everyone immediately realized something!
Why did this group of Ancestors of Sorcery suddenly come here?
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had come once during the Dao Ancestor's first sermon.
However, what the Dao Ancestor said was all about the Great Dao of cultivating the Essence Soul.
As everyone knew, the Ancestors of Sorcery did not have primordial spirits and only cultivated their physical bodies.
If he didn't understand, there was no need to listen to the Dao of Essence Soul.
This was his first time listening to a sermon, and it was all out of curiosity.
After that, other than Xuan Ming and Houtu, the other Ancestors of Sorcery fell asleep behind.
3,000 years!
Thus, during the Daofather's second lecture.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not come over.
Everyone thought that they would not appear during the third lecture.
However…
Yet, he was here!
He really didn't understand.
What was he trying to do if he didn't understand?
The 3,000 Red Dust Guests were puzzled.
However, he heard the elder brother of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jiang, greet Zhou Yuan.
"Emperor!
We rushed slowly, but we finally made it!”
Zhou Yuan stood up and returned the greeting. He smiled and said,
"Thank you for your hard work, Ancestral Magi!
Zhou Yuan thanks you!"
"Emperor, you're too polite!"
Emperor Jiang laughed.
"We Liches are one family!
Don't be so formal!
Alright, we brothers and sisters will wait at the door!”
"Good."
Zhou Yuan nodded slightly and returned to his seat.
After listening to the conversation between Zhou Yuan and Di Jiang.
These red-dust visitors felt as if they were dreaming!
That was an unreasonable Ancestral Sorcerer who could blow up dozens of mountains with a single punch!
Everyone knew about the Lich Alliance.
However, he did not expect it.
The relationship between the two races was actually so good!
Was the person who spoke so politely just now really Emperor Jiang?
In his impression.
This ruthless person had once chased after some of the mighty figures present and fought monsters for hundreds of millions of miles along the way!
At the same time.
Everyone suddenly noticed another layer of meaning in Emperor Jiang's words!
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