An Ancestral Magus had broken through.
Would the others be far away?
It was like a chain reaction.
As Emperor Jiang broke through.
Candle Dragon.
Gong Gong.
Houtu.
……
One after another.
The aura rose and fell, crazily breaking through the dome of the Purple Cloud Palace. It shook the sky and earth, and everyone's expression changed.
Even the chaos outside the Purple Cloud Palace, which was filled with void storms, was shocked by the terrifying might of these Ancestral Sorcerers when they broke through. It was extremely quiet.
“……”
Seeing this scene.
The Purple Cloud Palace was silent.
On the futon, the Three Pure Ones, Goddess Nvywa, Jieyin, and the other Hongjun's disciples looked worried. They looked at Hongjun and the Ancestors of Sorcery for a while.
The ones with the most complicated feelings were probably Laozi and Primordial.
Previously, I thought that I could ride a horse and look down on the Wilderness.
Now.
He had broken through to thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery in one go.
With this group of iron fools.
His Quasi-Sage's gold content plummeted, but his iron content soared.
Let's not talk about primitive.
He was completely dumbfounded.
He was the one who had mocked the most and looked down on the Sorcerer Tribe the most.
But now?
He did not know what to say.
Primordial Heaven Supreme only wanted to leave quickly and did not want to stay in the Purple Cloud Palace any longer.
He didn't even want to listen to the sermon anymore. This was a nightmare for him.
"Hahaha!"
"Thank you, Big Brother!"
At this moment, thunderous laughter resounded throughout the Purple Cloud Palace.
The twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were pleasantly surprised as they sensed their newly reborn bodies. Their faces were about to rot from laughing.
Emperor Jiang took a step forward and walked in front of Wan Li. He suddenly knelt on one knee and said respectfully to Wan Li!
It was the highest form of respect for an Ancestral Sorcerer to perform such a ritual!
"Thank you, Big Brother!"
“……”
Emperor Jiang's actions were contagious.
The other eleven Ancestors of Sorcery quickly came back to their senses. They followed suit and did the same thing.
F * ck.
What was the meaning of this?
Wan Li wasn't paying attention.
Seeing the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, who had already become Sage-to-be, being so respectful, he blinked his eyes.
Could it be that these guys knew how he had advanced?
Wan Li rubbed his chin and looked at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in front of him.
Although these guys were simple-minded, they were transformed from the blood essence of the Great God Pangu. They were not really stupid.
Advancing to the Quasi-Sage realm was such a huge matter.
It wasn't strange for him to sense the cause and effect.
It was reasonable for him to do such a thing.
Wan Li was right.
The Ancestral Magi did not know what had happened at first.
However, after they advanced to the Quasi-Sage realm, they were all shocked.
He instantly sensed the strange movements of the Hall of Pangu.
Of course, he understood.
It was very likely that they had broken through because of the Hall of Pangu, which was why they could obtain such a shocking opportunity.
However, in the eyes of the Ancestral Magi.
It must be because their eldest brother had triggered the Hall of Pangu after his advancement that they had benefited.
Hmm…
To a certain extent, these Ancestors of Sorcery had guessed correctly.
"I knew it! Big brother has us in his heart! If Eldest Brother doesn't eat meat, we can't talk about it, but we can't drink soup?”
"Awesome! This feeling was too good!”
“……”
The Ancestors of Sorcery were abnormally excited, and their words kept bursting out like a cannon.
"Alright, alright."
"Don't surround me.”
Wan Li said to these Ancestral Magi in a bad mood.
A group of Quasi-Saint Ancestral Sorcerers half-kneeling in front of him was nothing much.
Was this the main point?
The main focus now was on the Purple Cloud guests.
Looking at their dumbfounded expressions, it was obviously more interesting.
Indeed.
The Ancestral Magi were dumbfounded by the surrounding Purple Firmament guests.
Damn it!
You guys broke through to the Quasi-Sage Stage, so why are you thanking Wan Li?
And what's the meaning of your contemptuous looks?
So what if he broke through to the Quasi-Sage Realm?
Originally, the purple cloud guests 'chests were heaving up and down, and their anger rushed to their heads.
However, when he saw the group of arrogant Ancestral Sorcerers, he was like a deflated balloon.
That's right.
Breaking through to the Ancestral Sorcerer realm was truly impressive.
The group of Ancestors of Sorcery looked superior. Their extremely burly bodies looked down at the other people in the Purple Cloud Palace with smug expressions.
Look at these idiots.
This was foresight!
This was their setup!
They only respected Wan Li and not Hongjun.
How wise!
"This lecture will end here.”
At this moment, a calm voice slowly sounded.
Hongjun, who seemed to be daydreaming just now, finally spoke.
He ignored the Ancestors of Sorcery and did not interfere too much in this matter. Instead, he announced the end of the lecture.
Just this?
Is that all?
Big Boss Hongjun, aren't you going to take care of these Wizard Race?
Hearing Hongjun's announcement, the Purple Cloud guests all had solemn expressions and muttered in their hearts.
If he allowed the lawless Ancestor of Sorcery to leave the Purple Cloud Palace this time, wouldn't he overturn the entire Untainted Land?
"Three thousand years later, I will preach for the third time in the Purple Cloud Palace.”
Hongjun did not say anything else other than taking a deep look at the Ancestor of Sorcery.
Seeing Hongjun like this.
No matter how much these purple cloud guests complained in their hearts, they knew that this was an order to leave.
Fortunately, they knew that there was still a third Dao lecture, so their hearts calmed down a little.
Many of them walked out of the door.
What was Hongjun thinking?
Wan Li was also surprised.
Now that the power of the Wizard Tribe's Ancestor of Sorcery had inexplicably expanded to this extent because of him, it was impossible for the Heavenly Dao not to interfere and correct it.
But it was gone just like that?
It shouldn't be, right?
Forget it, let fate take its course.
Looking at the chattering Ancestral Sorcerer in front of him, although he felt very comfortable licking him, it was still too noisy.
He stomped his feet and instantly wiped the oil off his feet.
However, he was not the first to run out of the Purple Cloud Palace.
The one who was faster than him was Primordial Heaven Supreme.
This fellow was afraid that the Sorcerer Tribe would find trouble with him, so he quickly fled.
He swore in his heart that he would never walk the Wilderness unless he became a Quasi-Sage.
There were many people who had the same thoughts as Primordial Heaven Supreme. This time, the Sorcerer Tribe had given them a huge blow.
Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun and the others left with heavy hearts.
The saddest.
The Demon Emperors were Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun.
At this moment, they were completely disheartened, and their hearts were already filled with a sense of exhaustion.
After returning to the Primordial World, he should prepare to disband the Heavenly Court.
We'll return to the Sun Star and enter seclusion. We won't come out of seclusion until we become Quasi-Sages.
Donghuang Taiyi looked at Emperor Jun, feeling sad.
This was both an oath and a way to avoid disaster.
Even if they were to compete with the Wu Tribe for the Untainted Land, what could they do now?
Not to mention Wan Li, just the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery alone could beat them to death!
It was f * cking ridiculous!
"The two of you, stay here for the time being."
"Meet me at the Purple Cloud Palace in two hours.”
Just as the two of them were disheartened, they suddenly heard Hongjun's voice.
This caused the two of them to pause in their steps, their faces filled with surprise.
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