Chapter 944

For a moment, the orthodoxy of all parties moved to prepare for the new emperor's accession to the throne three hundred years later, and wantonly collected natural materials and earth treasures as gifts to congratulate the new emperor on his accession to the throne.

After all, ye Xuan's power is so invincible that no one in the whole three circles dares to resist. If anyone dares to neglect it at all, he must be killed by all the people with Ye Xuan's mind. All parties naturally dare not make any difference in this regard.

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33. Tianting, Tiandi palace.

Ziwei emperor sat cross legged with Ye Xuan. Hongmeng Ziqi and colorful divine stones were placed between them. Huang pangzi stood behind Ye Xuan.

"Good brother, I can't take this opportunity to become a saint."

Crape myrtle emperor spoke heavily, because he knew very well that he would only get the throne of heaven. If he got the throne again, he was afraid that it would bring disaster within the Xiaoqiang wall.

Sanctify!

A tempting word. I don't know how many people covet the holy throne in Ye Xuan's hands. If he gets this holy throne, how can other quasi saints be convinced? It will certainly bury disturbing factors for the heaven.

"Brother, there's no need to refuse. If you don't have Saint cultivation, how can you be the emperor of heaven and command the thirty-three heavenly courts?" Ye Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Good brother, please take back your order. I can't sit on the throne of the emperor of heaven. Besides, I'm just a great Luo Jinxian, not even a quasi saint. Even if I get the chance to become a saint, it's useless." Crape myrtle emperor painstakingly explained that no matter what, he would never accept such a generous gift.

"Don't worry, brother. I'll set your accession ceremony three hundred years later, and I'll help you step into the quasi saint. At that time, with your quasi Saint cultivation, you can achieve the saint fruit of heaven." Ye Xuan smiled and spoke. Everything was in his calculation.

But ye Xuan didn't tell crape myrtle something. Three hundred years later, Nu Wa would fight against the three kings of the human race to seek humanitarian power for Luo Xuan. Ye Xuan also had his own idea of setting the throne ceremony three hundred years later.

"My dear brother, this holy throne is very important. I don't know how many people are coveting it. If I really get this holy throne, there will be many hidden dangers in the heaven. Do you want to make trouble in the heaven?" Crape myrtle emperor said the seriousness of the matter.

"Oh!"

Ye Xuan smiled. His smile was very soft, but an eternal momentum like heaven burst out, directly enveloping the 33rd heaven.

"Brother, can you see?"

"As long as ye Xuan doesn't die for a day, no one dares to have a different heart, and my brother has won the throne. No one in this heaven is your opponent. They should let you rule and never dare to say no."

Ye Xuan said here and took back his momentum. He sighed deeply: "and brother, have you ever thought about it? I'm most relieved only when you get the throne. Those heavenly saints have great cause and effect with me. Naturally, you will also be of great help to me after you become a saint."

After ye Xuan's repeated persuasion, crape myrtle emperor finally refused. As ye Xuan said, he was a saint of heaven when he got the throne, so as to really help Ye Xuan.

Moreover, the crape myrtle emperor is not a hypocrite, nor is he a hypocrite. It is also his dream to become a saint. Just before, he refused blindly for the stability of heaven. At the moment, his heart knot opened and naturally accepted it.

"Brother, this is the nine turn Da Luo gold elixir, three nine thousand year flat peaches and two ten thousand Buddha gold elixirs, which is enough to step into the peak of Da Luo."

Ye Xuan directly took out all kinds of pills to improve his cultivation. Obviously, even if he borrowed external forces, he also wanted to push the crape myrtle emperor to the peak of Da Luo.

As for stepping into the quasi saint, it is not the pill that can work, which requires his own perception, and ye Xuan can only demonstrate his own Dharma and Tao to crape myrtle as a reference, so that crape myrtle can quickly step into the quasi saint.

On this day, the emperor's palace was rumbling and shaking, and great Luo fairy lights were shooting out. This violent fluctuation spread all over the heaven and made everyone admire it.

Because everyone knows that ye Xuan is preparing for the throne ceremony 300 years later, and that Ziwei will become a new saint of heaven on that day.

There are those who envy, and there are those who envy, but there is Ye Xuan sitting in the heaven. Everyone should act according to his will, and no one dares to say a word of no, let alone refute.

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At the same time, Wanyao palace!

The ten thousand demon palace is the Taoist temple of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun. At the moment, the two demon emperors sit in the ten thousand demon palace with disappointment on their faces.

"Hey!"

Feeling the smell of Da Luo from the emperor's palace, di Jun said with a long sigh: "I didn't expect that this crape myrtle won the throne, and the sage also gave him the opportunity."

"Time is also fate, and the holy throne has no chance with us. Since the emperor of heaven has chosen crape myrtle, we should rest assured and practice. Don't envy others." The Eastern Emperor smiled bitterly.

Passing by the holy throne, the two demon emperors naturally lost their hearts, but who let others crape myrtle have a good life. At the beginning, they helped Ye Xuan several times when ye Xuan was weak. Today, crape myrtle got the chance to become a saint, and they can only admit their fate.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what to say." Suddenly, Feng Bo whispered aside, and his eyes flashed a gloomy color.

"What are you going to say?" The Eastern Emperor frowned slightly.

"The old minister is unwilling for the two sires. How can Ziwei get the throne?"

"Even if crape myrtle and ye Tiandi are old, it's just that ye Tiandi gave him the position of Heavenly Emperor. It's also a reward for the kindness of the past, but what is the qualification of this holy position for his crape myrtle?" Feng Bo was filled with righteous indignation.

"Shut up, how dare you chew the root of your tongue? If it weren't for the sake of you and my kings and officials for many years, I would surely punish you today." The Eastern Emperor's face changed greatly, and the cold voice scolded him.

"Your Majesty, are you really willing?"

"His crape myrtle is just a big Luo, and you are the emperor of the demon family. Your cultivation is the highest holy peak. If anyone is the most qualified to get the holy throne, it must be your Eastern Emperor." Feng Bo continued to speak.

"Bold, you want to die?" The Eastern Emperor's face was uncertain and rose angrily.

"Your Majesty, even if you kill my old minister, I still have something to say."

Feng Bo knelt down and kowtowed his head: "the crape myrtle will ascend the throne three hundred years later. At this moment, ye Tiandi must give him Hongmeng purple Qi and colorful divine stone. As long as you take advantage of the space to seize these two treasures, you can naturally become a saint of the way of heaven. At that time, even if ye Tiandi knows, you can only reluctantly accept this fact."

Temptation, naked temptation. When Fengbo said this proposal, the whole Donghuang Taiyi was silent, and Dijun's expression was changing rapidly. It was obvious that he was in an extreme struggle.

Holy!

This has always been the dream of the Eastern Emperor. If the Eastern Emperor is willing for a while, even he doesn't believe it. At the moment, Feng Bo's proposal makes him very excited.