The Purple Cloud Palace was silent.
Even the two daoists who were crying were stunned.
Their gazes fell on the main entrance of the Purple Cloud Palace.
There, twelve gigantic figures emitting a terrifying bloody aura appeared.
How did these guys come to the Purple Cloud Palace?!
Those who could come to the Purple Cloud Palace were at least Golden Immortals.
At first glance, he recognized the origins of these twelve people.
The Sorcerer Tribe.
This was a strange race that only cultivated the physical body and not Dharmic powers.
In the eyes of many creatures in the primeval world, the Wu Tribe was a strange species, a simple-minded and naive one.
Logically speaking, these barbarians of the Sorcerer Tribe would definitely not come to listen to the sermon.
What was going on?
Had the iron tree blossomed?
These iron fools finally realized that this was a shocking opportunity and deliberately rushed over?
The creatures of the Primordial World in the Purple Cloud Palace guessed.
Where's my eldest brother?"
However, in the next moment, a rough and loud voice instantly shattered their thoughts!
Gong Gong was the first to step into the gate of the Purple Cloud Palace.
His bell-like eyes looked carefully at the Purple Cloud Palace from left to right.
But to his disappointment, he didn't find Wan Li.
Damn it!
Why isn't Big Brother here yet?
Although the other Ancestors of Sorcery were not as direct as Gonggong, they had also scanned the entire Purple Cloud Palace.
They all frowned, looking surprised.
One had to know that they did not deliberately look for this Purple Cloud Palace.
Now that they had arrived, their eldest brother had yet to arrive.
What was going on?
An Ancestral Sorcerer muttered, feeling that it shouldn't be.
"Eldest brother must have had something to do and was delayed on the way.”
A relatively petite girl at the back of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery said in a daze.
"Xuan Ming is right."
Zhurong, who was at the side, agreed and nodded repeatedly.
"Since big brother hasn't arrived yet, let's wait.”
Emperor Jiang gave the order and made a decision.
His gaze swept across the crowd as he spoke.
At this time, there were already many creatures in the Purple Cloud Palace.
Although the Sorcerer Tribe's intrusion had surprised them.
But now that they were in the Purple Cloud Palace, it was fate that they had come. They quickly put their minds back on the previous matter.
Emperor Jiang's gaze finally stopped at the front.
There were six praying mats there.
There were people sitting on each futon.
From left to right, the first three futons were three Daoists sitting together.
These three people were the Three Pure Ones.
Not far away to the right of the Three Pure Ones, a beautiful woman with black hair draped over her shoulders sat cross-legged.
Behind him, a white-robed youth with a snake tail was looking at them.
Beside Nuwa and Fuxi sat a skinny Daoist in black and a plump Daoist in red.
The black-robed skinny Daoist had a hooked nose and deep eyes.
The Daoist in red had a round face and a silver-gray beard, making him look much friendlier.
Next to them were the two Daoists who had been crying earlier.
"Brother Kun Peng, these two are quite pitiful. It's just an ordinary seat.”
The Daoist in red slowly stood up under Emperor Jiang's gaze and made way for him.
Kun Peng's face was ashen, and he seemed to be particularly unhappy.
"A wet and egg-like person dares to associate with me?”
At this moment, Heavenly Lord Yuanshi of the Three Pure Ones said coldly.
Primordial Heaven Supreme's words made Kun Peng's livid face darken even more.
He wasn't afraid of offending Zhunti and Jieyin, but the Three Pure Ones were terrifying. They were three in one, which made him very afraid.
It was not worth it to offend a few people for a seat.
His thoughts were gloomy. After calculating in his heart, he slowly stood up and prepared to give up his seat.
" Eh?!"
A scream was heard.
The voice was as rough as thunder, causing everyone to turn their gazes over again.
"These prayer mats seem to be in a good position.”
"We want one too."
"Since big brother is here, we can have a place to rest.”
Emperor Jiang suddenly spoke.
His gaze was fixed on those praying mats.
However, he did not have so many messy thoughts. He had already seen through it.
Whoever could sit on the six futons at the front would represent their cards.
His eldest brother had just been born, and these people in the Primordial World still did not know!
Why don't we snatch a few seats for Eldest Brother?
It could also be considered as giving his eldest brother some face!
His words stunned everyone!
You…also want it?
What the hell?
Just now, they had already seen these prehistoric big shots fighting for the seats in front of them.
He did not expect that the Sorcerer Tribe would also come in and interfere.
This was interesting.
"This…"
"It doesn't seem too good."
"There are so many people in your Sorcerer Tribe, but it's not enough to sit.”
The moment Kunpeng stood up, Zhunti and Jieyin quickly sat down.
Hearing Emperor Jiang's words, Zhunti's black eyes rolled like a fox and he immediately complained.
"Move!"
However, something unexpected happened.
Rumble!
The Purple Cloud Palace shook.
Gong Gong, who was the biggest among them, rushed to the front of the futon and grabbed Zhunti's neck, who had just opened his mouth, and threw him away like a piece of garbage.
"You, you bastard!"
"How is that unreasonable!"
Jie Yin was shocked.
Cundi was thrown out like a kite with a broken string.
In the next moment, Jieyin also felt the world spin.
Gonggong didn't want to argue with them anymore, so he threw Jieyin out as well.
"Little sister…"
"This…"
Fuxi's eyelids twitched as he reminded Nuwa.
They rushed to the Purple Cloud Palace from the Ancestral Land of the Wu Tribe. Compared to the other creatures of the Purple Cloud Palace, Fuxi knew better who these Ancestors of Sorcery were here for.
These Sorcerer Tribe fellows were too overbearing.
From the looks of it, he wasn't planning to get one or two seats at all.
Jieyin Zhunti had been thrown out by them.
It would definitely be his little sister's turn next.
If he fought head-on with these guys, unless Hongjun appeared, he did not have any confidence.
"It's just a seat."
"Let them have it."
Nuwa slowly stood up and said in a light tone.
She could also see the situation clearly.
Nuwa didn't want to be as embarrassed as Jieyin and Zhunti.
"Not bad, not bad."
"This little girl has good eyesight."
"Why aren't you three guys moving away?!”
Seeing Nüwa stand up, Gonggong nodded in satisfaction.
Then, he looked at the Three Pure Ones with a rough voice.
The others were afraid of the three of them working together. There were twelve of them, so what was there to be afraid of?
"Preposterous!"
Primordial Heaven Supreme snorted coldly when he heard that, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
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