The Queen Mother stared at the Jade Emperor's face, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The Saint's Taoist Temple, Yuxu Palace, and Biyou Palace, flowing lights flew over. The two great disciples of the two sects gathered together, but were told about the same words by their teachers.

Yuanshi Tianzun said: Don’t act rashly.

The leader of Tongtian Sect said: Don’t be excited, this is the cause and effect between the human race and the way of heaven, and it is useless for you to take action.

In the Palace of the Holy Mother, Saint Nuwa sat in the hall, leaning against her throne, with her fingers pressed against her smooth forehead, and a little anxiety appeared in her eyes.

Dragon Palace, sea eyes, old dragons raised their heads and looked at the calm sky that had happened as if nothing had happened, staring at the phantoms that were against the sky, most of which were a bit complicated.

Qiankun Tunnel.

The path ahead suddenly became empty, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who were supposed to appear here did not show up.

Your Majesty the Jade Emperor...

Li Changshou said thank you in his heart, and the Xuanyuan Huangdi in front of him suddenly raised the Xuanyuan Sword!

roar!

The roars of countless heroes were like the whisper of an ancient ferocious beast.

Suiren raised his trembling fingers and drew a character again. A fire spread out, driving away the chaotic aura.

The fire was like a prairie fire, and it actually rolled the Zixiao Palace, which seemed to be in the distance, into a place covered by flames.

It is hard to tell whether Suiren pulled Zixiao Palace closer or sent them to Zixiao Palace.

The boundless earth spread under the feet, the chaotic aura retreated like a tide, and a low "sky" appeared above the head, and the man stood between heaven and earth.

Suiren's steps kept approaching Zixiao Palace.

"well……"

With a sigh, a cushion of ten feet in diameter appeared first, and then a stream of light surrounded it. The burly and old Taoist figure appeared in front of Zixiao Palace, frowned and stared at Suiren.

Daozu, Hongjun!

Hongjun Daozu asked slowly: "Where is the Human Emperor coming today?"

"Fare the sky."

A wisp of black and red flame appeared around Suiren's body. His withered body was still not weak in the face of such a strongest person in the world.

Hongjun Daozu frowned and said in a deep voice: "The human race is now the protagonist of heaven and earth. Looking around, the world is the land of the human race. Why is the human emperor still dissatisfied?"

Suiren slowly clenched his fists and said, "Why does the Heavenly Way bully the descendants of our clan, and why does he insult the Holy Mother and Nuwa of our clan?"

Daozu was silent.

"When I gave up the position of Emperor Tian, ​​you once said that the way of heaven is selfless and the fortune of the human race has been achieved, so I don't have to worry about it.

When the Heavenly Dao arranged for the innate powers to be reincarnated as the Human Emperor, you once said that the human race had insufficient foundation and should fill the foundation.

What else can you say today?

Daozu, you are the teacher of living beings, who teaches the methods of practice and conforms to the way of heaven with your body!"

Suiren stepped forward with a step forward, and the fire burst out around him, his voice was like hundreds of people shouting in unison, rough and heroic!

"That Dao Ancestor, are you a way of heaven or a creature!"

Hongjun said calmly: "I am the way of heaven and also the creature."

Suiren fell silent, stepped forward, and the flames pointed directly at Hongjun!

"Forget it," Hongjun Daozu sighed, "Every drink and every peck is a certain number. The way of heaven is short and people's hearts are floating. I only ask you, how should the Human Emperor defeat the sky?"

"Destroy Zixiao and break the way of heaven."

Hongjun Daozu said:

"The way of heaven is the way, and it is agglomerated, inspired by the will of Pangu God, it is invisible, colorless, without Tao, and without body, so it is neither born nor destroyed.

The way of heaven now has selfish desires and obsessions, but the root cause comes from the human race. Ordinary people have no control over their own desires, and their own desires invade the great way, and the great way is beneficial to the way of heaven.

However, the obsession with the way of heaven is not only stable in heaven, but the selfish desires of heaven are not only safe in heaven."

But Suiren said, "I only know that the heavens are unfair, the earth is unfair, and people are chanting."

Thunder lightning appeared in Hongjun Daozu's eyes, and boundless thunder turned into hundreds of thunder dragons, spreading their teeth and claws behind him, and the mighty power of the sky slowly unfolded.

At this moment!

A touch of Taoist rhyme is revealed, and the black and white qi flows, covering the heroic spirits of the human race.

An old Taoist came from chaos, with a haggard face and a wisp of Taoist rhyme. His eyes were half open, and he sat on the right side of the human army of heroes.

"The way of heaven is profitable but not harm."

Taiqing, I.

Two more figures came from Chaos.

The man on the left carries his hands, with a middle-aged face, and a clear and righteous rhyme around him, with a majestic yet amiable face.

He smiled and said, "Teacher, the way of heaven should be selfless and ruthless, so that we can do nothing but justice."

The young Taoist on the right hugged the sword and chuckled: "It's not just the human race that will be anxious about this. Teacher, I'm a little dissatisfied with this kind of way of heaven."

While speaking, two figures stood behind me, one on the left and one on the right.

Hongjun Daozu sighed: "This matter has nothing to do with the sages."

"But teacher," replied the leader of Tongtian, "we all establish the teachings by educating the human race. Although we have not done much since then, we are always involved in luck.

In the face of the great disaster, please ask the teacher to understand the misfortune of living beings and give the human race a chance."

Suiren said: "One person should take action on the matter of attacking the sky."

The universe here suddenly became quiet, without any movement, and there was no breathing sound.

Li Changshou lowered his head and frowned, raised his hand and pulled down the beloved beside him.

Wen'e knew that it was time for her to take action, but she was quite nervous when facing such a powerful and such a powerful man.

But the vacancy in my heart and the sense of nothingness brought by the long years have emerged at this moment.

She took a half step forward, slowly knelt down at Daozu, crying bitterly, and crying silently.

"Please give me the puzzle piece I lack..."

Daozu stared at Li Changshou with his eyes, and a little anger flashed across his face; Li Changshou just lowered his head and said nothing, pretending that he had not noticed Daozu's gaze.

"Forget it."

Hongjun closed his eyes and sighed softly, raised his left hand, and waved his sleeves, Feng'e fell into a coma, and the chaotic universe here suddenly changed.

Countless great roads have turned into light columns, crisscrossing, weaving a huge grid, covering the vast world like a giant orb.

Just above the grid, an old Taoist with a somewhat blurred face sat cross-legged quietly, and at this moment he let out a cold snort.

Suiren's eyes condensed, his face was hideous, and his body was wrapped in flames and soared into the sky.

The old Taoist's vague face seemed to be sneering, and raised his hand to scatter countless thunder, wrapping Suiren in an instant!

Just as the Xuanyuan Huangdi sword was about to point forward, the low roar of Suiren spread everywhere:

"The leader fights first!"

In the sound waves, the demonic flames burst like a lotus with a diameter of thousands of miles, and endless thunder were like pieces of glass shattering!

Suiren rushed out of the endless fire lotus, his figure was like a sword that could be cut off from the sky, piercing through the top of the sky until the Taoist Tao was embodied in the form of the Taoist ancestor!

This battle...

This battle!

Li Changshou looked up.

Watching the projections of countless avenues bloom between the Suiren and the phantom of the Heavenly Dao, watching the rolling demonic energy and endless flames break away everything, tearing everything apart.

For some reason, a little sadness appeared in his heart.

The flames of Suiren became stronger and stronger.

The vitality of Suiren is gradually shrinking.

The phantom of the Heavenly Dao had endless magical powers and endless spiritual power. He raised his hand to create countless streams of luck, and opened his hand to control the years of the universe.

But all Taos and laws cannot stop the thin figure rushing forward!

The phantom of the way of heaven is retreating!

It can only retreat!

At this moment, in the vast world, faint light spots flew out from the foreheads of countless human races. A golden red flame burned on the forehead of Suiren, and an endless and uncalculable figure appeared behind him!

It was the man and woman who were sitting quietly beating by the mud where Nuwa sat in a quagmire;

It was the old man who bowed his head and drilled wood to make fire, with deep grief in his eyes;

It is a docile elder who sits by the river and lowers his head to calculate the abnormality and has a measure in front of him.
To be continued...