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Chapter seven hundred and nineteen the battle of the emperor

"The true body of Dharma image appears!"

The faint voice sounded, and a giant appeared between heaven and earth, standing tall and far away.

On the other side, the three Qings looked at each other and nodded slightly, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

"Zhu Xian Sword Formation, open!"

As the sound of the Tongtian Sect Master fell, the sharp sword energy rushed straight into the sky.

And I also smiled slightly, slapped my forehead suddenly, and a clear air suddenly emerged, and it was immediately divided into three.

"Three fellow Taoists, don't leave now, when will they wait?"

I saw an old man with white hair and hair, a middle-aged man with long beards, and a heroic young man appeared in front of me and launched a fierce attack on Ye Fan with him.

As for Yuanshi Tianzun, he even held the Pangu Banner in his hand and took all his strength. A series of chaotic auras cut through the void, causing the heaven and earth to tremble and the mountains and rivers to shatter.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a long voice sounded.

"Stop it!"

I saw that at some point, Hongjun suddenly appeared in the battlefield and pointed his finger.

Suddenly, the battlefield that had become a mess was restored to its original state because of the attacks of the saints.

Afterwards, Hongjun pointed out at the Kongtong Seal in the air again. This treasure of human luck that was fought for by the saints fell into the other party's hands.

"You are waiting to see me in Zixiao Palace."

After the words came, Hongjun's figure flashed and disappeared immediately.

"Why."

Ye Fan sighed indifferently about this.

Hongjun's appearance was indeed as expected by him. After all, everyone is a saint. If he is really in the prehistoric world and fights because of this Kongtong Seal, it will be a long time before the prehistoric world will be broken.

Soon, all the saints came to Zixiao Palace and sat down according to their respective positions.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared on the cushion on the high platform, which was Hongjun.

When the saints saw it, they had experienced it before. They were not surprised this time and stood up and said, "Disciple, please come to the teacher, I wish the teacher a long life."

Hongjun Daozu replied indifferently: "No need to be polite, please get up." The saints said again: "Teacher," and then sat back to their throne.

After the saints sat down, Hongjun Daozu said, "I asked you to come here this time, but I have something to give me."

The saints naturally knew this. After all, Hongjun had already said that if there was no major event, he would not appear at will, so they all said in unison.

"Please give me instructions."

"After the fall of the lich, the human race will prosper. The great rise of this human race is the reference of the opportunity of the heavenly way and must not be violated."

Hongjun's expression remained unchanged and said lightly: "If the human race wants to prosper, it must formulate the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to suppress the human race's fortune. When the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors return to the throne, the human race will naturally prosper and its fortune will never fade away."

When all the holy saints heard this, their eyes lit up.

They also understood that the position of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors not only represents a huge amount of luck, but assisting the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors is not only beneficial to the preaching of their own sects, but also to seek great merits.

After Hongjun Daozu said this, the saints immediately knew the importance of the Human Emperor, and they were determined to win it.

Even Nuwa, who had never established a religion, showed interest.

As the leader of the People's Education, I am naturally the person who is most qualified to participate in the affairs of the Human Emperor. Moreover, this time it was related to the prosperity of the People's Education, so I was naturally the most nervous. Seeing Hongjun saying this, I immediately asked.

"Teacher, I am the senior brother of the sages and the master of the Human Cult. Is the matter of the Human Emperor drafted by me?"

When Zhunti heard this, he thought to himself: "Good, you guys, I want to make the decision alone. If you take all the Human Emperor into his disciples, how can I have a great prosperity in the West?"

Thinking of this, Zhunti immediately stood up and opposed, "The eldest brother is just a matter of saying this. Although the eldest brother is the leader of the Human Cult, he has never made any contribution to the development of the human race. How can the matter of the Human Emperor be decided by the eldest brother alone?"

Jie Yin immediately agreed: "Young brother said this great kindness. The eldest brother has indeed not contributed to the development of the human race. Naturally, the senior brother should not be the eldest brother's decision on the matters of the human emperor."

As for Ye Fan, he was also thinking about the affairs of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

In theory, this kind of battle of luck is not very important to him, but the saints are fighting for the fortune of the human race, so he has to participate in this.

What's more, Ye Fan now has an advantage that even the saints do not have.

That is, the three human races.

As an existence among the older generation of human race, the deeds of the three human races have been widely circulated among human races. Although the three human races have long retired and have been practicing in seclusion in the clan territory, the influence of the three ancestors of human race has not diminished at all.

Therefore, almost instantly, Ye Fan made a decision to get involved in the dispute between the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

Just as the saints were quarreling for the position of the Human Emperor, Hongjun Daozu said: "The Human Emperor is the destiny of heaven, and you don't need to compete for it. However, after the Human Emperor is born, someone needs to guide you."

When the saints heard this, they were stunned, but they also understood that the direction they were competing for was not the Human Emperor, but the Human Emperor's army.

Soon, a new round of competition began.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly and said, "I think my disciples from the Twelve Songs of the Anhui Sect, all of whom are from famous families, have profound cultivation and high magic power. The most important thing is that they are all kind and wise, and are the best choice to guide the Human Emperor. I would like to let my subordinate Guang Chengzi be the teacher of the Human Emperor, teach the Human Emperor to become a talent, and then help him unify the human race and lead the human race to prosper!"

When all the saints heard this, they were silent, neither opposed nor supported, and left them aside. Yuanshi Tianzun was so embarrassed to see this.

Seeing that all the saints were silent, Yuanshi Tianzun turned his head and looked at Lao Tzu, hoping that Lao Tzu would speak for him. But Lao Tzu seemed to have not heard Yuanshi's words, nor did he see Yuanshi's gaze, but he still looked calm.

Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun knew that I was angry because I had not spoken to help him just now, and I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

However, I was a little angry in my heart and thought to myself that I was too stingy.

Seeing that the saints ignored him, Yuanshi Tianzun had to snort coldly and return to his seat.

Seeing that Yuan Shi was defeated, Zhunti looked at him with some gloating pleasure, then stood up and said, "The words of fellow Taoist Yuan Shi are not the case. What a heavy responsibility is to guide the Human Emperor? If the Human Emperor only cares about killing, what kind of merit is there to say? The fellow Taoist only says that it is a biased person."

After saying that, he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun proudly.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun was furious, but it was not easy to get angry.
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