Prehistoric: The fake Emperor of Heaven was fired by the Queen Mother of Yaochi

On the prehistoric Jin'ao Island, a nine-dragon flying chase fell from the sky, surrounded by ten little suns emitting golden light.

The next moment, several figures flew out of Jin'ao Island.

The leader was wearing a black Taoist robe. When he stepped out, green lotuses bloomed.

"Duobao, the eldest disciple of the Tongtian Cult leader of Jie Jiao, welcomes the arrival of his junior uncle!"

Duobao's voice shook the heaven and earth, strips of auspicious colors fell down, and the sky flowers spread out. The sky was filled with green lotus leaves, filling the sky and the earth.

"Hahaha, nephew Duobao is so polite!"

The flying car pulled away, revealing Zhang Bairen's figure.

The ten golden crows also turned into human forms, guarding Zhang Bairen.

"Jin Ling (Wu Dang/Gui Ling) has met his junior uncle!"

Three women with different looks, but all of them with extraordinary charm, bowed.

Zhang Bairen held his hands up and said with a smile.

"You nephews are so polite!"

After greetings, Duobao ordered the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit to take Jiulong Fei away.

Duobao personally led Zhang Bairen and the ten golden crows towards Jin'ao Island.

Everyone quickly passed through the sky above Jin'ao Island, and everyone below The immortal who exudes a powerful aura is puzzled.

"Who is this person, who actually bothered the four senior brothers and sisters under the teacher to greet him together?"

This is the doubt in the hearts of countless Jiejiao disciples. In the entire prehistoric era, I am afraid that only saints are treated like this. But all the Jiejiao disciples know who the saint is.

Zhang Boren obviously does not fit the image of any one person.

"Came so quickly?"

Zhao Gongming, who was sitting in the second row of the Jiejiao listening square, looked shocked.

He had just returned from heaven and heard the news about the main sermon of Tongtian sect.

So he left a technique for Yang Jiao After that, he hurried to Jin'ao Island.

But when he arrived at Jin'ao Island with his front foot, Zhang Bairen arrived with his back foot.

"Brother, do you know who that is?"

Beside Zhao Gongming, a woman wearing a jade dress tilted her head, revealing her strange eyes.

Her eyes were full of curiosity and she looked at Zhao Gongming and asked

"Bixiao, don’t be rude!"

Between Zhao Gongming and Bixiao, a woman with a beautiful face and cold eyebrows scolded. A strong man who can be greeted by the four direct disciples of Jiejiao must be not weak.

Bixiao's Taoism is very good at transmitting messages. It may be noticed by others, and it may be seen as a joke.

"Haha, sister, don’t scold me, that man is the Lord of the Thirty-Third Heaven!"

Zhao Gongming naturally didn't want Bixiao to be reprimanded, so he immediately opened his mouth and said:

"No wonder the senior brother called him little uncle, he turned out to be the Emperor of Heaven.

No wonder the teacher sent a message that if we are willing to fight for our future, we can go to heaven to serve!"

Beside Bixiao, a woman in a goose-yellow dress had a flash of understanding in her eyes.

Bixiao frowned and asked in confusion.

"When did the teacher get in touch with Uncle Tiandi?"

"Bixiao, don’t be rude!"

Yunxiao glared at Bixiao. Yunxiao also had a headache for this unabashed sister.

Seeing that Yunxiao was really angry, Bixiao immediately stuck out her tongue playfully and didn't dare to say anything.

It's just those weird eyes. It keeps spinning, which shows that I don’t care much in my heart.

"What the eldest sister said is true. Second sister, you should pay more attention.

You will meet God in the future.. Junior uncle, you are right to be more respectful!"

Zhao Gongming also warned, thinking of the scene that day when Zhang Boren killed him instantly with one palm.

Zhao Gongming felt a cold sweat dripping from his back.

This was the first time he realized what it means that there is a world outside the world and there are people outside the world!

"Hahaha, it’s a coincidence that junior brother came here, just in time to prepare a sermon for brother!"

On the cloud bed in front of the immortals, the figure of Tongtian Cult Master suddenly appeared.

Immediately, there was an uproar among the immortals of the Jiejiao Sect. Before Zhang Bairen could sit down, Tongtian Cult Master appeared directly.

It can be seen that his teacher valued Zhang Bairen, and none of them immediately dared to More discussion

"Bo Ren met Senior Brother Tongtian and wished him a perfect path and early realization of transcendence!"

Zhang Bairen bowed his hands in a salute. If people respect me one foot, I will respect others ten feet. Since

Lord Tongtian gave him face like this, Zhang Boren will naturally not displease Lord Tongtian.

"Bai Ren?"

Tongtian Cult Leader raised his eyebrows, looking puzzled.

"Zhang Bairen, the name I gave myself is not bad!"

"The length of the bow is Zhang, which means deterrence; the meaning of pine and cypress is perseverance; benevolence and righteousness are the first, which is the beginning of kingship; Zhang Bairen is a good name, and it is not a bad name for my junior brother!"

Tongtian Cult Leader nodded in admiration, leaving Zhang Bairen at a loss.

Damn it, does my name have so many meanings?

"Senior brother is so impressed!"

After the two greeted each other again, the leader of Tongtian Cult pointed to the cloud bed beside him and said

"Junior brother, please!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Zhang Bairen was not polite and immediately sat on the cloud bed, with the ten golden crows standing behind him.

Duobao and others also sat down in the first row of the square.

"The great road is mysterious, and the mysterious is mysterious. I believe that everything has a glimmer of hope, so we should choose one of them."

As the Taoist voice of Master Tongtian echoed, Zhang Boren instantly sank into enlightenment.

Zhang Bairen originally thought that although the leader of Tongtian Cult was a Hunyuan saint, he had advanced cultivation.

However, there is still a big gap between Taoist practice and the mythical Daluo method.

Listening to the sermon this time was just a formality, but who knew, after listening to it, I would gain a lot.

For a time, the venue was filled with flowers and golden lotuses bloomed on the ground.

Everyone was fascinated by it.