My brother is so stable

really……

I can only do one thing next, and I only have the opportunity to do one thing.

The Kunpeng is still far away from Honghuang, so I have to hold my breath.

As long as the Kunpeng is close to the boundary of the Dao of Heaven, the initiative is still in his hands.

Chapter 752 Equilibrium Road Comes Again! 【big cup】

Chapter 753 Equilibrium Dao Comes Again! 【big cup】

"Li Changshou is back..."

"He has not left, has never left, hangs in the dark corner of the heart with the way of the demon, and has been watching you and me, Daozu."

"The spiritual core of the Venerable Heavenly Demon was buried before the Conferred God Killing Tribulation. He had already prepared for it, Dao Ancestor."

"You misread this creature, Dao Ancestor..."

"He didn't run away, and he didn't even think about looking for his hometown, Daozu."

"He played with you and me, Daozu."

"Variables have never dissipated. There are always variables in the world. The ones that have escaped have become a climate. This is a bad omen, Dao Ancestor."

"You have already lost, Hongjun."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm upset."

Zixiao Palace Purple Bamboo Forest.

Daozu stood in front of the chessboard with a gloomy face, and in front of him was a jade plate of good fortune flickering, and around him stood a gray-robed old man.

The old gray-robed Taoists kept opening their mouths.

Sarcasm, sarcasm, treachery, sneer, loss, despair, mourning, each face has a different expression, just like the exhibition and collection of selfish desires of heaven and earth.

Daozu's burly figure was trembling constantly, and his usually calm face was distorted at this moment.

"find out.

Find him from the corner of the heart of the soul! "

Those old gray-robed Taoists all spoke together, saying the same words in a gentle tone:

"As you wish, owner of heaven and earth."

At that moment, their expressions were surprisingly consistent.

It's a slight sarcasm.

The gray-robed old Taoist turned into streams of light and dissipated, leaving only the figure of the Taoist ancestor in the purple bamboo forest.

Hongjun stood in front of the good fortune jade plate, his complexion was cloudy and uncertain, he seemed to have forgotten why emotions and anger cannot be shown, and showed his anger without scruple.

How many years, how many years have I been in control of this prehistoric world, and I have never been insulted like this!

This Li Changshou dared to lie to the world and played him like a monkey!

What is watching him from outside the world, what is the way of balance to escape from the prehistoric!

It turned out to be a big show!

What did Li Changshou do in his world?

Hongjun carefully felt the good fortune jade plate in front of him, felt the prehistoric three thousand avenues, and his eyes quickly scanned every corner of the Three Realms. The huge amount of information did not constitute the slightest burden at all.

This kid must have done something.

This Li Changshou never takes risks. He voluntarily gave up the opportunity to fight against the Heavenly Dao in the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods. He was indifferent to the banning of the Master Tongtian, and he was able to endure the sealing of the Taiqing. He must have the means to deal with the Heavenly Dao. .

Let the heavenly demon enter the heart of the soul, so that countless masters of the soul can fight against the sky together?

Or, he planted countless paper Taoists everywhere, trying to blow up the prehistoric world, use the chaotic clock to take away the fire of life, and reopen the world?

What did he do?

What did you do?

Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes surrounded by sternness; he looked up subconsciously, as if there was a sharp sword hanging above his head.

But the head is empty.

Daozu suddenly chuckled, sat down slowly, raised his hand to sweep the dust on his robe, his eyes flashed a little playful, and suddenly he burst into laughter again.

There was joy in the laughter, a sense of comfort, and a bit of self-mockery.

Very good, this is worthy of being the opponent of Pindao.

The idea that there are too many creatures in the past, the same hometown as that guy, and unexpected schemes, these are the creatures that the poor are afraid of.

Can live long.

In this world, Pindao has managed it for such a long time, and your greatest reliance, Taiqing, is helpless. What else can you do?

'Want to play cat and mouse with Pindao? '

The corners of Hongjun's mouth twitched slightly, and he slowly pressed down on the good luck jade plate with his palm, his majestic voice echoed continuously between the heaven and the earth.

"Heaven respects my order to control all living beings."

Between the heavens and the earth, strands of golden light sprinkled from the sky, fell on various parts of the Great Desolate Wubu Continent, and penetrated into their necks at an angle that no living creature could see.

trees, flowers, insects, birds;

Mortals, immortals, demons, ghosts.

As long as there is no protection of the perfect Taoist realm, without the protection of Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base, all living beings will be penetrated by the golden light into the back of the neck, but they don't know it at all.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun raised his palm slowly, the jade plate rotated slightly, and suddenly 'shattered', turning into cubes, suspended in front of Taoist Ancestor.

At the same time, a large tripod floated behind Daozu Hongjun, and the phantoms of four divine beasts surrounded the tripod.

The indescribable dao rhyme spread from the cauldron, and Zixiao Palace merged with countless rays of light.

What about the Way of the Heavenly Demons outside the Territory?

What can you do if you secretly return to the wilderness?