Chapter 623

Zixiao palace.

Hongjun Daozu stared at the saints below and said, "the list of gods burst because the immortals inside have disappeared."

"Instead of the immortal death caused by the split of the God sealing list, only the immortal death. The God sealing list feels that it doesn't need its existence!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was puzzled and said, "therefore, if there is no true God in the list of gods, it will destroy itself?"

"Yes!"

Hao shivered: "who is sending me to the immortal God?"

As expected, few immortals can come back from this war.

Those who are not on the list will be safe as long as their strength is not too poor.

However, it is a pity that almost all the pillars in the heaven are on the list, and those ancient gods he Haotian can't command.

Neither the Eastern Prince nor the Western queen mother listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement. Only the immortal gods on the list of gods could he use them easily.

But now they are all dead, which is really unacceptable to him.

He is a great and brave man, and now he is a lightheaded commander. Except for the quasi holy star gods who were secretly trained by him and broke away from the list of gods, all the others are extinct.

Hongjun Daozu stared at these saints who were all powerful in the famine. He slowly said, "there will be an explanation this time!"

The canopy loomed on the head of the original Tianzun. He continued to deduce. Although he knew that he could not calculate anything, he still wanted to deduce, but everything else could not be perceived except the faint white air.

White gas, white gas?

He seemed to think of something. His eyes suddenly stared up and asked:

"Daozu, are there still demons in the wasteland?"

The saints looked slightly stunned and fell into meditation one by one.

what do you mean? Is it related to the death of those immortal gods?

Hongjun glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun and said in a deep voice:

"Yes! It's just that it's too deep to scan out the power of heaven. In addition, at present, it's likely to hide in the immortal without being perceived."

Haotian's face was worse, and he clenched his teeth and said, "those immortals are all in the place of Zhao Wuji in Kyushu. As the son of heaven, should they be robbed now?"

He didn't expect that his target in the open was completely pulled out.

Except for the four Royal and other star gods, none of the immortal gods left him.

"Zhao Wuji is still there!" there was also a trace of surprise in the look of Hongjun Daozu.

He saw Zhao Wuji sitting on the Dragon seat of Chang'an palace.

Nu Wa Saint closed her eyes. In her mind, Zhao Wuji, the son of heaven, was talking with the gods about how to seize other states.

The immortal gods in the heaven also made comments from time to time, without any difference.

Such a scene made Haotian and Yuanshi Tianzun dumbfounded.

Under what circumstances, the list of gods has exploded. Why are you waiting?

"Daozu, this?" Haotian and Yuanyuan looked at Hongjun and waited for Hongjun's explanation.

Hongjun's back was radiant, and his long eyebrows trembled slightly.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!"

The list of gods is made by him. Can he not know its function? Those immortal gods who should have died were discussing affairs in the palace one by one. Such a scene made Hongjun frown.

It's amazing that such a strange thing should happen.

"Haotian, shine on it with your Haotian mirror!"

Haotian nodded, his mind moved, and a bright glass mirror appeared behind him.

The mirror is full of white light. With the white fog spreading, the scene in Kyushu palace gradually emerges.

Its shrouded place, no one exists, empty and frightening.

The Dragon seat is empty, and the main hall is also empty.

A cold wind blew through the door, and the door creaked, but it was very cold.

"This!"

The saints stay.

They stared at haotianjing and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The leader of Tongtian cult burst out divine light with his eyes, directly across the purple sky, across the thirty-three days, and looked into Kyushu.

"Hmm?" his eyes widened. "It's impossible!"

In his eyes, more than 300 immortals were in the hall, and Zhao Wuji, the son of heaven on earth, was also in it at the moment.

He glanced at Nu Wa and said, "it's no different from what you just saw."

He looked as like as two peas in the sky.

The crowd took a deep breath and couldn't understand why.

"Very strange!"

Shua!

Yang Jian opened his eyes to the human world and closed everything to the bottom of his eyes.

"There's nothing strange except the disappearance of immortals. What's going on and why is there such a strange situation?"

He looked at other places in Kyushu and did not find the existence of the gods in heaven.

It's like disappearing out of thin air.

"So, I'm afraid the Taixu demon God has grown to an incredible situation!"

"When I was fighting outside chaos, I didn't find it. That means he must still be in the wilderness."

Endless pressure spread in Zixiao palace, and an order was issued.

"All saints, except Buddha, thoroughly investigate all abnormal things in the flood and famine!"

"Completely exterminate all unstable factors hidden in the famine!"

"I wait for your order!"

A group of saints were mighty and mighty. They were ordered by Hong Jun to enter the wasteland.

At the same time, auspicious clouds were everywhere in the whole sky, and the virtual shadow of dragon and Phoenix appeared on the high sky.

The purple air rises in the sky, which makes the whole sky amazing.

Ying Zheng stood in the Imperial Palace waiting for the good news from the army.

Behind him, a figure in a distorted time and space is sometimes hazy and sometimes flashing, which makes people unable to figure out.

"Report, your majesty, General Wang Jian returned and said he had something important to report."

"Pass!"

Dada, dada!

A golden figure came towards the main hall, glanced at the scene in the Imperial Palace, and then headed towards the existence path in black dragon robes in front:

"Wang Jian, meet your majesty!"

"Well, Wang Jian, what's up?"

"Your majesty!" Wang Jian is tens of meters tall and incomparably huge. Although he has tried his best to compress his body shape, he still feels uncomfortable.

Ying Zheng stared at Wang Jian and shouted, "say!"

This guy is such a bitch that he should be beheaded.

"Your Majesty..." Wang Jian's expression suddenly stiffened and became evil. He suddenly looked up, his eyes became slightly red and said, "Ying Zheng!"

He stood up directly and looked down at Ying Zheng and said, "Ying Zheng, you king of ten thousand years, can be resurrected into an immortal. It's really unexpected, but you can't get the throne of the emperor if you want it!"

His eyes suddenly became cold. With a bang, a divine sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

It was the sword that Haotian gave him.