Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

The voice of Hongjun Daozu was not loud, but it echoed beyond the thirty-three heavens like the sound of a Huangzhong bell.

Each word carried immense pressure, shocking the minds of the saints present and making it difficult for them to calm down.

Hongjun's expression was as gloomy as water and he was extremely angry.

Hongjun naturally didn't believe it, it was just a coincidence.

All the saints of Xuanmen gathered in the heavenly palace.

And now, Gu Changqing's sword directly tore through the Heavenly Realm?!

Isn't this a provocation and intimidation to the Xuanmen and the Saints?!

"Daozu, this Gu Changqing is really too presumptuous!"

Haotian gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

humiliation!

This was a great humiliation for Haotian and Yaochi.

Most importantly, he could only watch helplessly as his heaven was torn apart by Gu Changqing's sword, and he was powerless to do anything.

This feeling of powerlessness almost drove him crazy.

Hongjun ignored Haotian's words.

He just stared coldly in the direction of Jin'ao Island.

Of course, this move would not have any effect, and Gu Changqing would naturally not respond to Hongjun's anger from a distance.

After a long time, Hongjun's expression suddenly relaxed, and he showed a sneer.

"Haha, Gu Changqing..."

"Are you scared?!"

Hongjun muttered to himself.

Not bad!

He naturally thought at this moment that Gu Changqing must be frightened.

Therefore, it was at such a critical moment that he revealed this astonishing sword to intimidate the Xuanmen saints in the Heavenly Court.

In other words, was Gu Changqing trying to prevent the Conferred God Tribulation from starting?!

As soon as he thought of this, Hongjun's heart suddenly calmed down, and his eyes flashed with an increasingly cold light.

Of course, only Hongjun knows how much of this idea is intended to comfort himself.

Just as he was thinking about it.

On the side, the Four Saints and others also came to their senses.

"Damn it, that Gu Changqing is really despicable!"

"Master, how should we respond?!"

Laozi looked at Hongjun Daozu with a serious expression and asked.

Even at this moment, I was still frightened and shocked by the power of the sword I had just struck.

If it were in the past, if I were provoked like this, I would have gone berserk and headed straight to Jin'ao Island.

But now...when I think of Gu Changqing's incredible methods and trump cards, as well as his murderous nature, even I dare not act rashly.

Therefore, we can only ask Hongjun Daozu.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti and others also cast their eyes over, waiting for Hongjun's response.

Hongjun pondered for a moment and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, no need to pay attention!"

"No matter what Gu Changqing does, he can never stop the outbreak of the Conferred God Tribulation."

"This time, I will definitely make the Jie Sect perish in this great calamity."

Hongjun responded harshly, his words revealing a murderous intent that made people feel cold and terrified.

Even a clay figure can have some temper, let alone Hongjun, the ancestor of Taoism?!

The previous sword attack not only did not frighten Hongjun at all.

On the contrary, it also made him more determined to start the Conferred God Tribulation and bring the Jiejiao into the game.

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Chaos Ancestor, the Four Saints and others.

"No need to say more!"

"Let's quickly join forces and refine this Conferred God List to stir up the mystical destiny and bring about the Conferred God Tribulation swiftly!"

Hearing this, the Chaos Ancestor nodded deeply. The four saints looked at each other, and a glimmer of light appeared in their eyes.

Without further ado, all the saints immediately sat down in the Heavenly Palace and released great power, encompassing the List of Gods.

Large areas of laws and orders flow, and the divine patterns of Taoism hang down, as if they are constantly imprinted on the List of Gods.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious and indescribable aura rose from it, interweaving with the mist and gradually falling into the void of Heaven, as if communicating with the will of Heaven.

......

at the same time!

Between heaven and earth, all living beings felt something in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look up and gaze towards the sky.

Disaster!

Evil spirit!

There is no doubt that at this moment every prehistoric cultivator has already sensed this aura very clearly, which is almost permeating every corner of the world.

This made countless monks' mouths twitch, and a wave of ominous premonitions emerged in their hearts.

"Oh my god, why is this happening, and why has such evil energy spread across the heaven and earth?!"

"Is there some catastrophe about to happen?!"

"Hiss... Is it still impossible for this world to have eternal peace and tranquility?!"

"This... that kind of evil aura seems to be rising from the heavens."

"What are Haotian Yaochi and the others up to?!"

Everyone was talking about it, with different expressions.

For a moment, the entire ancient world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze, so oppressive that it made people breathless.

Those monks with low cultivation were so frightened by this breath that their faces turned pale, their legs became weak, and they could hardly stand.

They were filled with fear and anxiety, and didn't understand what this sudden change meant.

Even though he was a powerful giant with a high level of cultivation, he was able to remain calm, but his eyes could not help but reveal deep worry.

They knew very well that the appearance of this calamity and evil spirit often indicated that a great catastrophe was about to befall the world.

In this disaster, even strong people like them may not be able to escape unscathed.

What's more, now the calamity and evil spirit are so strong that they are almost condensed into substance. It can be seen that the scale and horror of this disaster are by no means comparable to the previous minor fights.

And just when billions of people were in shock and confusion, looking at each other.

Finally, at some point.

Suddenly, a huge immortal sound rang out in the heavenly palace.

"I, Emperor Haotian, now declare this to all living beings in the world in the name of the Primordial Heavenly Emperor!"

"Now that the world is sublimating, the laws and order are becoming more perfect and comprehensive."

"Therefore, all prehistoric cultivators should assist this emperor and jointly manage the order of the Zhoutian."

"Therefore, the world will once again experience the calamity of conferring the gods, and all living beings will have to fight to survive it."

"Anyone who survives the tribulation can be listed on the list of gods and achieve the status of a true god in heaven."

There is no doubt that this is Haotian's voice.

As his words resounded, his incarnation, dressed in a golden flame-colored Taoist robe, appeared outside the thirty-three heavens. He looked down proudly at all living beings in heaven and earth, and he really had some of the majesty of the so-called Emperor of Heaven.

Above Haotian's head, the List of Gods also floated up and down, and fairy light fell all over the sky, which was mysterious and magical.

Haotian had just finished speaking before anyone could react.

Immediately afterwards, the words of Hongjun Daozu also rang out.

"This calamity...even the saints must enter the world to overcome it, and cannot remain immune!"

Once these words were spoken, it was like a bombshell, completely detonating the entire world.

Countless monks couldn't help but gasp in shock.