Above the nine heavens, the gods sit upright.

He is full of momentum and looks down on all living beings.

When I raised my hand, the creatures were destroyed.

The world of the world has long been filled with blood and wailing everywhere.

However, the god sitting upright above the nine heavens had no compassion in his eyes.

There was not even a slight emotional fluctuation.

It seems that the meaning of his existence is to kill and destroy the world!

"God, let us go!"

"I am willing to give up everything and offer it to you all, let me go!"

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"

Under the power of the divine world, mortals have become ants.

There was no angry roar, nor unwilling roar.

Those who are lucky enough to survive under the power of God can only pray and cry.

In order to survive, they were willing to give up everything.

Including the dignity of being born human.

Finally, more and more people were crying, more and more people were begging.

Some people think they can no longer escape anyway, but fortunately they fell to the ground, wailing at the gods above the nine heavens, and keep kowtowing.

Begging for mercy and crying turned into thunder.

People kneeling in groups also seemed to be holding some kind of collective ritual.

Finally, the god sitting in the sky retracted his hand.

He glanced at the sentient beings kneeling on the ground, and the god sitting in the nine heavens spoke ruthlessly.

"I am the Taoist Hongjun in the Jiuxiao Palace!"

"You, have you heard my name?"

The leisurely and calm voice quickly fell to the ground and entered the ears of the kneeling sentient beings.

At first, there was only a moment of peace among the people who were kneeling on the ground.

This world has long been ruled by gods. Countless gods are rampant, and countless gods come and go.

This also leads to the fact that the names of gods are popular in the world today and will be forgotten by the creatures in the world tomorrow!

However, the name of Hongjun has been circulating in this world for countless years.

Although his name was like other gods, it was once hidden in the dust of history.

However, the dust soul of history has not completely covered it up.

Not long after, a sudden scream came from the crowd of people kneeling on the ground.

"Hongjun?Hongjun?"

"I know! I know. According to legend, there is a god who splits the Hongmeng universe and transforms into a god in heaven. That god is Hongjun!"

"He is a god of creation!" The person who told Hongjun's origin immediately kowtowed to Hongjun and kept yelling.

"God, I am willing to be your believer and your slave. I just want you to let me go and spare my life!"

With that person's words, the rest of the people also had a basic understanding of Hongjun in the sky.

One by one, they all kept kowtowing to Hongjun in the sky.

"I'm willing to surrender!"

"I'm willing to be a slave!"

"I want to be a servant!"

Finally, with the sound of calling out, pious begging for mercy surged out.

Hongjun, who was sitting in the sky, smiled and felt quite contented.

Then he continued to speak, and a loud voice fell from the sky again.

"In the long-standing era, there were three thousand guests in my Zixiao Palace, all of which were powerful people who were extremely powerful!"

"My disciple, under my guidance, has the power to create the world!"

"Now, I am inspired by people and come to the world. I am also sympathetic to all living beings, and want to be equal to water and fire, and I will no longer be controlled by the evil gods!"

As he spoke, Hongjun raised his hand slightly.

I saw a magnificent palace that evolved from behind Hongjun.

As the palace appeared, waves of extremely magnificent momentum fell from the palace.

The sentient beings who fell on the ground and bowed to the ground suddenly made the sentient beings feel an inexplicable force surge out of their bodies.

It seems to be reborn for them.

For a moment, everyone raised their heads and looked up at the glorious divine palace above the sky, and felt yearning.

At this moment, Hongjun's voice came out again.

"I want to appear in the divine palace again, accept the disciples, pass on the great way for all students, and help all students escape from the sea of ​​suffering!"

"Those who enter my Zixiao Divine Palace can become gods and ancestors!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the ground widened their eyes.

In this world, they can only survive. Gods come to the world and kill them like slaughtering ants.

Living is undoubtedly extremely difficult for them.

Now, there is an opportunity that can also become God.

For a moment, everyone looked behind Hongjun and was extremely excited.

But at this moment, Hongjun grinned and spoke cruelly.

"In the past, I collected three thousand guests! However, they were already gods and immortals, so they were not limited!"

"Now, I, like you, can't be infected with too much filthy air in my Zixiao Palace!"

"So, I only accept three hundred guests now!"
Chapter completed!