Chapter 898

Taoist Hongjun walked down slowly with a bamboo stick and stared at Su Ze.

"Do you really want to be so presumptuous?"

Su Ze sneered: "do you really want me to hand over my seat?"

They looked at each other, and an invisible wave spread.

Then, Su Ze made a sudden effort on his hand, and suddenly the original energy poured into the quasi Taoist body, annihilating his vitality.

The sleeves are windless and automatic, and a crystal like jade red gourd flies out to take away the soul of zhunti Taoist.

What happened at this moment made Zixiao palace fall into dead silence again.

"Younger martial brother!"

With a sad face and eight winds still, he jumped up, roared and punched Su Ze.

This time, his fist was pure gold, vaguely with the sound of compassion, and the fire and Feng Shui on it turned, as if he wanted to become a small world.

This is his unfulfilled magic power. At this time, it is his full exertion under the most angry!

Not only did the Taoist guide get angry, but even Sanqing, Nuwa and others were stunned.

How dare you kill me?

Too cruel, too determined?

Hongjun sage was also stunned immediately: the opportunity to become a saint did not belong to Su Ze, but to zhunti!

Why did Suze kill jomti so quickly?

That's too much——

Everything is in a mess!

Who should be given the opportunity to become holy now?

"Bang!"

The dull noise came, and then the Taoist's anger and golden fist blew on the shaky ground book.

Zhenyuanzi solemnly manipulated the magic weapon of the book to make it resist the attack of the Taoist priest as much as possible.

He was forced to fall by Taoist Hongjun before. The earth book hasn't returned to normal at this time. He can only resist it reluctantly. He has to rely more on Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation to control and support.

When the Taoist guide had to attack again, Su Ze sneered and threw away the zhunti Taoist body. With the original energy in his hand, he looked at him.

"Alas --!"

The passer-by looked up and sighed.

"I went out of the West with my younger martial brother and vowed to save all living beings in the west, but I didn't think I should be subjected to this disaster."

"It seems that all living beings in the West have shallow fortune after all. My younger martial brother should be so lucky!"

With these words, he stopped fighting Su Ze and sat back on the futon.

Su Ze was greatly surprised by such flexible acts, and everyone was deeply surprised.

The passer-by is indeed an extraordinary person.

No one doubts the sincerity of his feelings with zhunti Taoist, but he can hold it down like this, which ordinary people can't do!

This kind of mind is admirable and even awe inspiring.

Taoist Hongjun looked at the Taoist guide and sat back. One of the six futons was empty. The quasi Taoist who should have had the chance to become a saint had died in Su Ze's hands.

He stared at Suze quietly.

It will take a hard battle to drive Su Ze out, and the outcome is unpredictable.

Su Ze has the power of chaotic origin in Hongmeng's initial judgment, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

Even zhunti's senior brother wisely gave up revenge face to face.

Hongjun therefore fell into hesitation and hesitation.

I don't want to give Suze the chance to become a saint, that's for sure.

However, it's hard to predict the outcome of the fight with Su Ze now - in the final analysis, Su Ze was rude in Zixiao palace and offended him, but both sides have not had to fight.

Zhunti is dead

"Su Ze, you killed zhunti in my Zixiao palace, but you shouldn't listen to me."

"You leave."

Said Taoist Hongjun.

Su Ze smiled: "I shouldn't have listened to you?"

"Well, I can't listen to you."

"I just want the Hongmeng purple gas. Give me the Hongmeng purple gas and I'll go."

Taoist Hongjun said coldly, "are there any guests coming to the master's house?"

"Needless to say, your guest has just killed another guest. It's a bad guest!"

"How about the evil guest? What if it's not a bad guest? " Su Ze smiled and said, "either I take the sixth seat, or you give me Hongmeng purple gas now, and I'll leave."

"Now that you have called me a bad guest, how can I stop being a good man?"

These strong performances made Sanqing, Nuwa, twelve ancestors and witches speechless. Hongjun sage became a saint, which was once powerful and prosperous. Now why didn't he have any prestige and arrogance, but was bullied by Su Ze, a Taoist in red?

It seems that they looked away at the beginning and thought Su Ze was a great Luo Jinxian at the same level as them.

Later, it was found that Su Ze could easily and instantly kill another great Luo Jinxian, which made Hongjun sage very afraid. At least he could be on an equal footing with Hongjun sage.

However, what is this "Hongmeng purple gas"?

When they were confused, Taoist Hongjun shook his head and said, "Hongmeng's purple Qi doesn't send outsiders. Only our disciples can get it. This is a number of days and can't be changed."

"Su Ze, you should leave Zixiao palace and go back to where you came from."

"Days?"

Su Ze directly gave a sneer: "you just said that the quasi Taoist can sit down. Is this a day?"

"What are the number of days for the quasi Taoist priest now? What are you talking about? "

Hearing him mention zhunti's death again, Taoist Hongjun had no expression. Then he drew the Taoist to lower his eyebrows and eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Then --"

Su Ze sat cross legged on the sixth Futon: "well, now it meets the number of days. You can preach."

"After preaching, I took Hongmeng purple gas and left."

Isn't this a scoundrel!

Hongjun Taoist was born with neither joy nor anger and few expressions. Now he was broken by Su Zeqi several times in a day.

And such a cheeky? I let you go and stay to occupy the sixth seat and rob Hongmeng purple gas?

"Su Ze, Zixiao palace doesn't welcome you. You should leave."

Su Ze sneered and closed his eyes as if he hadn't heard it.

Zhen Yuanzi stood behind him with a local book in his hand. He was still very nervous. Suddenly he felt unspeakably funny - Su Ze Daoyou, really a rogue.

Hongjun was silent and helpless.

Just, that's good.

He stays like a scoundrel. Let's do it first.

It's not easy to do it, and you can't drive away. That's the only way.

Hongjun returned to the center of the futon and sat down. They hesitated a little. They understood that this was done in advance, and they all crossed their knees.

The Taoist priest received the zhunti Taoist priest's body with a spell and remained silent.

Fuxi, zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, Dijun Taiyi, and twelve zuwu all sat cross legged on the ground.

Perhaps because Su Ze made trouble, or because the number of days changed, Taoist Hongjun didn't have a pleasant face when he preached. He spoke coldly and said his feelings about the road, which was the truth of the road.

This is the truth. For others, it is right and correct nonsense.

However, the sage's words are full of hype, the earth is full of golden lotus, the clouds are born by themselves, and the holy light shines. They really have the power of enlightenment, which makes people feel a lot.

Some people touch their palms and smile, some beat their chest and feet, some have a sad face, and some have God's color flying, if they get anything.

More qualified and stupid people get nothing. They try to write down these words and go back to understand them slowly - but they don't know that there will be no harvest at this time and in the future.

Hongjun preached that time and years do not know where they are. It has been a thousand years in a hurry.

Suddenly there was a soft sound, as if something reminded me.

Hongjun stopped talking and looked at the crowd.

They slowly woke up from their feelings. Sanqing, Jieyin and Nuwa saluted Hongjun and said, "teacher, be merciful and teach me the way."

Hongjun nodded slightly and accepted their apprenticeship.

After them, Fu Xi and Zhen Yuanzi also called themselves teachers. It seemed that Hongjun hadn't heard of them.

Seeing this situation, Kunpeng, Dijun Taiyi and the twelve witches suddenly put out the idea of calling the teacher - they didn't get too much, and it seems that the saint Avenue is not great

Especially the twelve ancestral witches felt a little impatient, so they wanted to go.

"Go."

Hongjun said again that the boy Haotian and the girl yaochi opened the Tianmen gate of Zixiao palace.

Twelve ancestral witches can't wait to leave in a hurry. Emperor Juntai also leaves with a little hesitation.

Master Kunpeng wanted to stay, but seeing the figure of the red robed Taoist, he left in a hurry - this man is a peerless and ferocious man. It's better not to stay and watch the excitement.

If you don't get Hongmeng purple gas, you'll lose your life.

After all these people left, Hongjun stood up and seven purple clouds flew out of his sleeves.

The first five articles fall into the bodies of Sanqing, Nuwa and Jieyin respectively, proving their great opportunity to become saints and get the way in the future.

However, articles 6 and 7 have not been dropped yet.

At this time, Su Ze slowly opened his eyes: "jump for me and leave."

Hongjun shook his head slightly: "if you force yourself to take trouble, you will have retribution sooner or later."

With these words, he threw the sixth Hongmeng purple Qi to him.

Su Ze caught the purple air, smiled and walked out: "goodbye, Hongjun!"

Zhen Yuanzi walked with him, and they also left Zixiao palace.

Hongjun shook his head slightly and looked at the seventh Hongmeng purple gas.

Nu Wa looked forward to: "teacher, can my brother --"

She refers to Fu Xi standing behind her at the moment.

Because of Su Ze's trouble, the matter of dividing Hongmeng purple gas was no longer carried out in public. Hongjun drove the rest away before dividing Hongmeng purple gas.

At this time, there was only one Fuxi in Zixiao palace except Sanqing, Nuwa and Jieyin, who were destined to become saints in the future.

Nuwa inevitably looked forward to making Fuxi have a purple atmosphere.

Hongjun shook his head slightly and put away the purple Qi.

"There is a destiny in the world. He can't afford this opportunity..."

Seeing Nuwa, Sanqing and Jieyin's eyes are strange. It seems that they are asking: if the number of days is fixed, what's the matter with Su Ze?

Hongjun was also rarely embarrassed and shook his head slightly.

"Su Ze, who has mastered the divine power directly to the source, is the sage fruit position, and you can't collide with him."

"Fortunately, he uses less and less of the source of chaos. When he runs out of it, it is the day when his disaster rises and he destroys himself."