Chapter 702

The words of the river Styx, so that a number of gods are very moved.

They are the first group of congenital gods born after the founding of heaven and earth. In addition to the two Taoist ancestors, they are the strongest living beings in the great famine.

For hundreds of millions of years, everyone is free and unrestrained. I'm afraid that no one wants to be bound by this kind of tangible or intangible bondage after becoming a saint in the future.

Hao tiandaozu that even heaven can not give face to the supreme demeanor, who does not envy.

Of course, all gods are not stupid, and the risk of joining Haotian Daozu camp can not be predicted, which also makes it difficult for the gods to make their own choices for a time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, three days later will be the preaching day of the two Taoists. At our speed, it is not easy to go thirty-three days away. If we don't start again, it may be too late!"

The river Styx turned around and found that many strong men had left the land one after another in all directions and headed for the middle of the thirty-three days. After he said hello to Sanqing and others, he rose to the sky and began to fly away in a short distance to the depths of the stars.

Blinking, in this famine, it is the quasi saints who are qualified to display their abilities. Gods like Sanqing and the river Styx are as powerful as the quasi saints. But after all, the realm is still half a step short. It is still unrealistic to want to move in a wide range.

"Friends of the Styx River have already set out. Let's also set out. We still have three days to go. During this period of time, you can decide which side to choose."

Seeing that the gods around them left one after another, Tianzun and the Supreme Master nodded to each other at the beginning of the year, and then they flew up one by one. After choosing the direction, they left in a flash.

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the Honghuang starry sky is not a simple cosmic starry sky, but a full of 33 parallel cosmic stars superimposed together. The pressure level of each layer is higher than that of one layer, which is called "thirty-three days".

Especially on the thirtieth day, only the presence of Dara Jinxian level can stand firm there. Otherwise, if the existence under Dara enters into it, I'm afraid that the flesh and blood will collapse in an instant, even the yuan God will be hard to escape.

Thirty three days is the gateway of the universe. Here, half of the region is turned into the starry sky, which breeds all kinds of spirits. The other half is the vast chaotic air flow connected with the unknown chaotic sea. Here, it is the only place to lead to chaos.

At this time, there are two mysterious palaces in the chaotic air flow of these 33 days. They are like two stars. They are small in size, but they shine on the sky. As long as you step into the thirty-three days, you can be clearly sensed by the gods.

The distance between the two palaces, light years apart, is a natural moat for ordinary friars, but it is almost a matter of several blinks for the gods who can come here.

The two palaces, no matter in size or style, are very similar. They are all gray, just like Taoist temples.

Several stone steps meander down into the unknown chaos. Although it looks simple, it gives people a feeling that the road is too simple to feel sharp.

The only difference may be in the names of the two Taoist temples. One is a purple light, with three large characters of "Zixiao Palace" written on it, and the other is covered with dark gold on a door board, which is branded with the three ancient and simple handwriting of "Haotian Palace", which are just like the divine lines of the road.

After the gods stepped into the chaos of the air for thirty-three days, one by one hesitated, or their eyes showed their determination. Soon, some gods only made their own choice and rushed to their respective camps.

"Sister, you go to Zixiao palace, go to Haotian palace for your brother!"

In a region of chaos and fog, Fuxi whispered to his beautiful young sister.

"Brother, I don't want to be separated from you!" Nuwa shook her head. She had not been separated from her brother since she was transformed into a form. Now she suddenly wants to go to different palaces to listen to Taoism, which makes her very uncomfortable.

"Be obedient, your way is in Zixiao palace, and that for brother is in Haotian palace. It is related to whether we can become saints in the future. At this time, we can't be petty!" Fuxi looked more serious than ever, and for the first time he spoke sternly to his sister.

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in the chaotic fog, Fuxi and Nuwa were making the final choice, and Sanqing was also unifying their internal opinions.

"Big brother, second brother, listen to my advice and go to Haotian palace with me!" A dark blue robe, young and handsome Tongtian, some anxious mouth to persuade.

"Third brother, we are incarnated by the yuan God of Pangu, and we have created countless causal relationships with the boundless heaven since we were born. That Hongjun Daozu is the teacher chosen by the way of heaven for us. I think there must be some feeling in his heart? " Yuan Shi shook his head and disagreed with Tongtian.

"It's because it is the teacher chosen for us by the way of heaven that I don't want to. Do our three brothers not even have the right to choose teachers? They have to be arranged by the way of heaven?"

All over the sky, his face was full of resentment, and he clenched his fist. "Brother, I listen to you. You say, where should we go?"The emperor was silent a little, and finally sighed, "go to Zixiao palace, we are still too weak. The will of heaven is not what we can disobey now!"

"Weak, or too weak!" Tong Tian gritted his teeth and nodded. He felt no good for the way of heaven in his heart.

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this kind of situation can be seen everywhere in the past thirty-three days. During the dispute and discussion among various small groups, they finally reached a consensus and rushed to the palace they chose.

After all, the three-day time is coming, so we can't delay it any more!

In Haotian palace, the first deity to enter the palace world is naturally aowuxu, Cheng Hao's eldest disciple, and now the great God of Honghuang, the river Styx.

When you enter the square paved with golden bricks and stones, you can see that there are thousands of futons in the square. Naturally, it is the ashram where Cheng Hao is going to preach.

After looking around, the river Styx went straight to the front of the square, where six futons were neatly placed in the first row.

Looking at the six futons, the river was slightly stunned and seemed to understand the meaning. Without hesitation, he took a step directly and sat in the first Futon.

Although he is the master's first disciple, but that is the identity of Ao Wuxu. Now he is the river of hell in this flood.

Even in this great famine, he would become the master's first disciple. No one could take this position with him!

He will kill whoever grabs it! There is no room for discussion!

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