On this day, the creatures in the prehistoric world lived on their own trajectory, and some great masters were comprehending the Tao in order to get closer. Unfortunately, this day is destined to be a big day that shocked the prehistoric world.

"boom!"

Yujing Mountain, in Zixiao Palace.

Suddenly, a huge pressure surged out, and Haotian and Yaochi were crushed to the ground with a thump!

This pressure was incredibly powerful and it was uncontrollable, and it soared inch by inch, sweeping across the prehistoric world. Billions of creatures bowed toward the direction of Xi Kunlun to congratulate the saint on his birth.

"Um!"

Haotian looked up and saw that the sky had already opened, with auspicious clouds and thousands of auspicious colors, golden lotus gushing in the ground, and strange phenomena were like a scattered flowers of the heavenly girl, with colorful auspicious colors.

"Kuang!"

Suddenly, the gate of Zixiao Palace opened wide, and Hongjun stepped out of it.

"Buzz!"

In the vast world, purple air suddenly came to the east for 30,000 miles, and the sound of immortals resounded throughout the void!

Hongjun's aura was even more ethereal, almost like Taoism, Haotian knew that Hongjun had become a saint.

"Disciple, congratulations to the teacher for his enlightenment and wishing him a long life!" Haotian shouted in his mouth, saying, "

"Well, I want to move the temple to thirty-three days away and go to chaos." Hongjun spoke indifferently and said with a smile: "Haotian, Yaochi, go with me quickly."

"Yes!" the two shouted immediately.

"Buzz!"

Hongjun pointed his hand and Zixiao Palace disappeared immediately. A auspicious cloud rose under the feet of the three of them and flew away thirty-three days away.

After a long time, the huge pressure spread across the vast world just dissipated.

"Lying high in the nine-layer clouds, the cushion is the Taoist true; I will be the leader of the sect outside the mysterious yellow world; Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, two rituals and four symbols; one Tao passed on to three friends, two sects were explained and divided; the leader of the Xuanmen Metropolitan Government, and one Qi turned into Hongjun."

Ninety millions of sentient beings heard a song that resounded in their ears, and it was so mysterious!

"I am Hongjun, and I have become a saint now. Thirty-three days later, a hundred years later, the great way will be taught in Zixiao Palace. Anyone who is destined to be can come and listen!" The indifferent voice of Hongjun was remembered in the ears of sentient beings.
Chapter completed!