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"Brother Renhuang, do you see the empty Taoist in the front left where no one wants to sit with him?"

After chatting with each other for a while, Prince Dong pointed out not far away.

This area has already been set up by the two for soundproofing, so there is no need to worry that other quasi-sages will hear what they say, so Dong Wanggong speaks very casually.

"That one should be the former ten princes of the heavenly court, the current emperor Gouchen, Taoist Lu Ya?"

"That's right, it's this person!"

The Eastern Prince looked at Lu Ya with some apprehension, and then turned his gaze back.

"This person is said to have obtained the legacy of Emperor Jun and Tai Yi, and possesses the Immortal-Slaying Gourd and Demon-Recruiting Banner in his hands. In addition, his body is a three-legged Golden Crow, and the power of the sun's real fire in his hand is boundless. Now there is a hint of the number one quasi-sage. What about the name!"

"Brother Dongwang was joking. This Lu Ya is strong, but no matter how strong he is, he can still be stronger than the current emperor and empress? Lu Ya's Immortal Slaying Flying Knife is very strange, but I am afraid that for these two, Doesn't work at all, does it?"

Youchao shook his head in disbelief. This Lu Ya could only be regarded as a rising star among the quasi-sages. He might have surpassed most of the quasi-sages, but some veteran quasi-sages with chaotic spirit treasures could definitely crush him easily.

"Hey, the Heavenly Emperor and the Empress are honorable, and they are people around Daozu. Naturally, Lu Ya's Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife can't do anything to them!"

"But you don't know, Human Sovereign. After the Lich Tribulation ended, the Chaos Clock was missing. Now that Lu has suppressed the legacy of Di Jun and Tai Yi, I am afraid that the treasure will fall into his hands." !"

"That is the treasure of chaos. Even saints are only possessed by Sanqing. If that treasure is really obtained by Lu Ya, do you think he deserves the title of the strongest quasi-sage?"

Mrs. Youchao smiled when she heard the words, and didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"Fellow Daoist also said that the treasure of chaos doesn't even have most of the saints. If he is suppressed by Na Lu, do you think he can live till now?"

"Brother Renhuang didn't know that Lu Ya hid in the Snail Palace after the catastrophe, and then directly entered the Heavenly Court. With these two forces, the saints are not good at tearing their faces and robbing Lu Ya. If he really got the Chaos Clock, this treasure is probably still in his hands!"

Speaking of this, the voice of Dong Wanggong suddenly stopped, and he said directly: "I don't know if the Emperor is interested in the Chaos Clock? The saint can't save his face and grab it, but we are all quasi-sages, so we don't have so many worries. If you are interested, I am willing to assist you!"

"Sorry, the Chaos Clock is good, but it's not something that quasi-sages like me can covet!"

Youchao directly rejected Duke Dong's proposal, "I advise fellow Taoists not to think about this treasure, it is a treasure that even a sage would be tempted by, and even the original Taiyi can't be kept, fellow daoist thinks How do you compare yourself to Taiyi?"

Dong Wanggong's expression changed again and again, and after a long while, he sighed, "Although I don't want to say it, I have to say that even if Taiyi lost the Chaos Clock, his strength is far superior to mine. Di Jun and Taiyi, They are indeed the proud sons of the heavens. If the two of them survived and gathered their fortunes to become saints against the sky, their strength would probably rival the two Taoist ancestors!"

"Forget it, the Chaos Clock is really not something I can get my hands on. I was greedy before. This time, I would like to thank Brother Ren Huang for reminding me in time. Otherwise, with greed and disasters, hundreds of millions of years of penance, maybe I really have to do it." No more guarantees!"

"Fellow Daoist can figure out this truth, it's great!"

With a faint smile and a slight nod, Youchao's gaze turned to the fourth-floor Pantao Garden. In that garden, there were ten figures shrouded in chaotic mist. The eight saints who descended, as well as the heavenly emperor and the empress.

"The sage has already taken his seat. Next, the Peach Blossom Festival has begun, right?"

Youchao thought so in his heart, but after waiting for a long time, he did not hear the voice from the fourth floor. The Emperor of Heaven and the saints seemed to be waiting for someone.

"Being able to be specially waited for by the sage, is it possible that there will be a Taoist ancestor coming to this flat peach event?"

This is not just the idea of ​​the Chao family, but all the quasi-sages and great powers have this guess in their hearts at this time. Suddenly, the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became serious and tense.

hum!

The multi-layer cosmic space where Pantao Garden is located began to vibrate rapidly. The rain of flowers that originally sprinkled in the void froze, and the light of those densely rooted golden lotuses in the void also dimmed.

In the next moment, an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations suddenly rose, and a mysterious long river exuding the light of the chaotic avenue appeared out of nowhere in the void of the Pantaoyuan universe.

Looking at the chaotic avenue that seems to be able to easily destroy everything with a drop of water, all the guests who came to the banquet this time, including a group of saints, all bowed respectfully to the ground.

"Greetings to Haotian Taoist Ancestor!"

"Meet the teacher!"

"Meet the Holy Ancestor!"

Respectful voices sounded from all levels of peach gardens. Amidst the reverberation of the voices, Cheng Hao's figure between reality and illusion slowly walked out of the chaotic river.

"Get up, this is the first time the Heavenly Court will hold a grand event of flat peaches, everyone, don't be restrained, have fun!"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Cheng Hao first nodded to Xiaotian and Nannan, who were full of joy, and then moved his thoughts slightly to help the gods who were kneeling on the ground to stand up.

This time he came to the Pantao Festival, to put it bluntly, it was to give Xiaotian, the emperor of heaven, a place, so that the prestige of the heavenly court could be established more quickly in the prehistoric world.

In the past, although a group of strong men who were good at deduction had already figured out the relationship between the Emperor of Heaven and his Haotian Taoist ancestor, this relationship was not known by the prehistoric people.

But now that Cheng Hao appeared in person, it was equivalent to directly telling the creatures of the prehistoric world that standing behind the Emperor of Heaven was his Haotian Taoist Ancestor.

What Heavenly Court represents is the will of Dao Patriarch!

Dao Patriarch's will cannot be disobeyed, and the majesty of the Heavenly Court naturally cannot be desecrated!

"Originally, Daoist Hongjun should have come to this Pantao Festival, but after all, he has already fit the way of heaven, and the catastrophe will not happen, and Hongjun will not come out. Therefore, when I came this time, Daoist Hongjun entrusted me to help New Heaven, sent a gift."

As the voice fell, Cheng Hao waved his sleeve robe, and a chaotic god stone as high as ten thousand feet fell from the sky. On the god stone, two vigorous and simple characters exuded the breath of enlightening the world. After the chaotic mist dispersed, they appeared in the In the eyes of the gods.

Heaven!

"This is the word Tianting written by Daoist Hongjun himself. It can be regarded as a congratulatory gift for the reconstruction of Tianting!"

With a thought in Cheng Hao's mind, this heavenly court tablet landed on the top of Xiaotian's head, slowly rotating, emitting immeasurable divine light from it, as if to show the prehistoric world that today's heavenly court is officially established!