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Chapter 897 Duozi Duo

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    Sage Hongjun spoke in person, but he was not allowed to listen in the front row?

    Patriarch Kunpeng gritted his teeth, stood up from the futon, and stood behind him.

    However, he could not let go of his anger. He looked at the wailing Taoist Zhunti and the sighing Taoist Yingying with hatred.

    Especially when he saw Taoist Zhunti put away his crying face and showed a happy face; Taoist Jieyin sighed and shook his head and sat in his seat, Patriarch Kunpeng was even more angry, and his whole body was fluctuating, and his head turned into a fish shape for a while, and then turned into a fish.  Be like a bird.

    It is already irritating enough for Taoist Zhunti to turn from crying into joy. The most irritating Taoist is that he still has a very sad look on his face - do you still feel aggrieved for taking my seat?

    After guiding the Taoist to sit down, Sanqing and Nuwa were obviously a little nervous.

    When Saint Hongjun wants to preach, he is naturally qualified to decide who will sit on the futon and listen to him talk about the great road.

    He can decide whether Patriarch Kunpeng sits on the futon, and naturally he can also decide whether everyone sits on the futon

    Sage Hongjun said that Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin can sit down.

    Taoist Taoist Jie Yin has already sat down, but Taoist Zhunti has not yet sat down. Who will take his place?

    Hongjun did not let them suspect for too long and looked directly at Su Ze.

    "You, get up and listen to the lecture in the back."

    Sanqing and Nuwa both breathed a sigh of relief.

    The Taoist¡¯s brows were lowered, as if there was no other superfluous expression on his face except sadness.

    Patriarch Kunpeng sighed slightly and shook his head: Another one who is as unlucky as me. These two things from the West have robbed us of all opportunities!

    I should find this unlucky guy later and discuss how to deal with those two guys who pretended to be crying and pretending to be pitiful

    Zhen Yuanzi was stunned, and subconsciously looked at fellow Taoist Su Ze who was sitting in front of him.

    Of all the people present, he was the only one who knew what Su Ze had said: Others said that my luck was shallow and that I had no luck.

    Now it seems that it is indeed like this - these six futon seats are very mysterious. Only people with great perseverance and great luck can sit on them. Taoist friend Su Ze has no chance to sit on them.

    This made Zhen Yuanzi¡¯s mind roar: I thought I was right and that I would be safe without fighting, but fellow Taoist Su Ze has clearly got the opportunity, but it is too unfair to not allow him to have it!

    Then, Zhen Yuanzi thought of another thing.

    With Taoist friend Su Ze¡¯s temperament of insisting on things no matter how long it takes, how could he let this opportunity pass?

    Something is going to happen in Zixiao Palace!

    He summoned his magic power, and the book on the ground trembled faintly, ready to protect Su Ze and himself at any time.

    Taoist Zhunti didn¡¯t think there would be any surprise in this matter - no matter how unwilling Patriarch Kunpeng was, why didn¡¯t he just give in?

    With this powerful saint and Taoist Hongjun in front of him, who dares to be presumptuous?

    Therefore, he happily walked towards Su Ze and stood beside Su Ze: "Fellow Taoist, please go to the back?"

    Su Ze smiled slightly and raised his eyes.

    Looking at Taoist Hongjun who was looking at him, Taoist Zhunti looked happy.

    "I can't sit on this futon?"

    "I can't sit down." Taoist Hongjun replied calmly.

    Taoist Zhunti smiled and said: "The saint is speaking. It seems that you have no chance to sit down. Please step aside and let me sit down."

    "Then - if it is -"

    A strange energy emerged from Su Ze's palm, which surpassed the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, surpassed the ancient vitality and the cultivation mana of the great Luo Jinxian, and also surpassed the shackles of the so-called innate spiritual treasures and innate treasures.

    This energy is chaos and the origin.

    When this energy appeared, Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin Zhunti, the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan, and Di Juntai were all eclipsed.

    Who is this person?

    This kind of magical power seems to be able to suppress all their cultivation, spells, and magic weapons!

    "Are you dead?"

    Only then did Su Ze say the second half of his sentence. Following this half of his sentence, the palm of his hand moved towards the Taoist Zhunti without any delay.

    "Obviously, once caught, Zhunti will probably die!"

    Zhunti turned pale with fright, turned around and ran away - it was naturally impossible for him to use flying escape in this Zixiao Palace, so he could only escape Su Ze's attack in this way.

    "Fellow Taoist, wait a minute!" The Taoist leader raised his hand in a hurry and struck Su Ze in the back.

    Taoist Hongjun also raised his hand, waved a burst of magic power, and restrained it towards Su Ze: "Don't be so presumptuous!"

    Zhen Yuanzi¡¯s book on the ground bloomed with a rich and powerful feeling.bsp; Su Ze has strong magical powers and strong understanding. He can be seen as a top person in every aspect, and he can sit in one of the six seats.

    Saint Hongjun chose to reject him.

    The two sides started to argue over this - maybe the only reason for rejecting Su Ze was because he had a rebellious heart that dared to resist, right?

    Even Su Ze, the saint Hongjun who was about to give a sermon, dared to ask, "You are a saint, but so what." In the future, he probably wouldn't be able to suppress such wanton people.

    Amidst everyone¡¯s different expressions, Su Ze continued.

    "Those who are destined to come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the lecture are destined people. If the fate is deep or shallow, the number of days has been determined. It is the order before and after."

    Su Ze said calmly: "Just now the six of us sat down, and the weather was fine, but Saint Hongjun interfered and opened the door for these two - the filial son who banged on the door and howled in mourning, and the bad ghost who went out to mourn."

    "Are we going against the order of heaven, or are you, the saint, forced to go against the order of heaven because you lack two people to die for you?"

    "Awesome, fellow Taoist!"

    Patriarch Kunpeng was so excited that he wished he could jump out and cheer.

    Sanqing and Nuwa could not help but twitch their skin slightly: What a loss to this person!

    He scolded Zhiti to the bone, and also surrounded Hongjun, saying that he was a saint who lacked two people to die.

    This is really damaging to the skin.

    Zhunti was being carried by Su Ze and was speechless. Zhunti looked sad, as if he hadn't heard anything - this made everyone who noticed it feel awe-inspiring.

    In front of almost all powerful people in the world, how could he act like this?

    How terrible is the character and perseverance of the Taoist people!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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