When Amitabha and Cundi saw that Zhang Zilong had signs of surrender, they were delighted: "The Holy Emperor is very wise, and I am grateful to the Holy Emperor for the people of the world."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Zilong's eyes: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Amitabha Buddha had a compassionate face and looked at the desolate Haotian with a smile: "The Emperor Haotian has been in charge of the Three Realms for many years, and the weather is good. The faith of sentient beings is to send His Majesty Haotian back to Lingxiao Palace to control the Three Realms." Seeing Zhang Zilong without reaction, he continued: "The second is Journey to the West. My Buddhist sect opens the door to save sentient beings. I hope the Holy Emperor can do it for convenience, so don't stop it in every way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhunti took over the conversation: "Yang Jun, who was sitting down, has not seen his wife and children for many years. Can the Holy Emperor send the demon princess, Yang Jian and Yang Chan to reunite their family?"

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at Zhang Zilong. Even the Haotian who had been lying down seemed to come alive. They stared at Zhang Zilong tightly. A gust of spiritual wind blew across the Qilin Cliff. An exaggerated arc of the corner of Zhang Zilong's clothes swept into, covering half of his body. The three people who dared not use their spiritual sense to detect were not clear at all about his expression.

Waiting is the most painful, especially when it is determined by this kind of luck in teaching.

After a quarter of an hour, it seemed like a hundred years in the eyes of the three of them. After all, for these immortals, one hundred years, one thousand years, is not much different from one minute.

Zhang Zilong looked at the two women holding his hands, felt their support and identification, smiled happily, turned around and glanced at the three anxious guys, and said lightly: "You are farting."

We fart? fart?

Amitabha looked at Zhang Zilong foolishly, and then looked at Zhunti's butt: Where did it go? Why didn't I smell it?

The same is true for Zhunti. He stared at Amitabha's butt and said that he had heard it wrong. How could the saint fart?

It cannot be blamed for them. No one has ever said such vulgar words to them. Even the Three Saints of Xuanmen who are not against them will at most say that they are not a son of humanity, or they are a little more serious, and they secretly say that they are shameless in their own homes, so that they think that the so-called farting means that they have really excreted some indecent gas, which was discovered by Zhang Zilong...

Facing the two men staring at each other's butts, Zhang Zilong's stomach rolled violently and explained speechlessly: "Stop looking, it was released from your mouth."

boom

Amitabha and Zhunti instantly saw the stars in the sky, and a dizzy feeling came: "You"

Zhunti pointed at Zhang Zilong and couldn't speak for a long time, but what responded to him was a dazzling cold light, which was like a star outside the sky, cutting down Zhunti's fingers directly.

"ah"

Zhang Zilong took back the God-killing Spear, listened to Zhunti's shrill howl, and was extremely cold: "Zunti, your saint is too weak." He paused and smiled and said, "In addition, from now on, Haotian will not be the supreme of the Three Realms. However, I, the Star Saint Emperor Tianzun, ascended the throne of the Nine Sky, and ruled the world. No matter whether it is immortal, ghosts or monsters, or saints of the heavens, they must respect my orders, but if there is any violation, the souls will be scattered under the saints, and the saints of the heavens will also slaughter the sects and cut off the incense."

At the beginning, the voice was still relatively low. After talking about it, it had already resounded through the heavenly way of heaven and the heavens of the three realms, and even outside the world. All living beings were panicked for a moment. The supreme heaven and earth were in disparate positions. It was supposed to be the same as heaven and earth, but Zhang Zilong awarded the supreme heaven and earth, but the lotus flowers were blooming everywhere, countless heavenly women scattered flowers, and the strange fragrance of the heavens of the three realms was endless. The sound of the zither was endless, which looked like heaven and earth were cheering and sentient beings were celebrating together.

Yu Qingtian, Primitive Heavenly Lord arrived, and the Heavenly Lord gently stroked his beard with a look of relief. He didn't care about the declaration that was superior to all the saints. For him, if Zhang Zilong needed it, he could even charge his disciples in battle. He would only have a reputation, but he would not care about it.

Taiqingtian, I closed my eyes and refining the elixir, and ignored Zhang Zilong's words. The two gold and silver boys around me were frightened. I wonder if my master would suddenly be furious, and that would be innocent. On the other hand, the leader of Tongtian was holding the Qingping Sword and laughing. Of course, it was not happy for Zhang Zilong, but a fighting spirit that soared into the sky and an unyielding arrogance. This is Tongtian, a saint who has shown his sharpness since ancient times.

As for Nuwa, she was mixed with joy and sorrow, and her heart was complicated, and she couldn't even figure it out and couldn't understand it. However, the affection that had been hidden in her eyes emerged involuntarily.

Other powerful people have different reactions, but in the final analysis, they are deeply afraid of the Heavenly Court. Haotian has nothing to do with his reign, but now that Xingchen Tianzun is in charge of the three realms, can their lives be so free?

Amitabha and Cundi had a pig liver-colored face, especially Cundi. The broken fingers were flowing with golden blood, and they fell into the fairy world and turned into a Bodhi tree, lush and full of spiritual energy.

"Okay" Zhunti looked at Zhang Zilong tremblingly, but he never dared to extend his finger again: "Okay"

However, the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth showed that the Heavenly Dao had already recognized Zhang Zilong's words, which invisibly added a shackle to everyone. Zhunti didn't know whether this was the original intention of the Heavenly Dao or the seemingly sealed ancestor Hongjun's move, but it was not important. At least in this Pangu world, Zhang Zilong's status is unshakable.

Haotian fainted and lost the protection of the Heavenly Dao on him. His cultivation level dropped rapidly from the Sub-Saint, and instantly returned to the Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation level when he was a Taoist ancestor boy. His empty body could not suppress the internal injuries at all. For a moment, the chaotic fairy energy broke through his meridians, souls, and a generation of heavenly emperors. He became a disabled person and even had to rely on others to move...

On the contrary, Zhang Zilong's momentum continued to rise, and his cultivation level, which was about to break through, went all the way to reach the ninth level of the laws of Heaven, which was as high as the level of the law of Heaven. He established his reputation as the No. saint. His uncontrollable magic power directly turned the Qilin Cliff into nothingness within a radius of millions of miles, and the infinite merits on his head gradually gathered, becoming an imperial crown with the flying nine dragons. The snow-white robe on his body also turned into a golden dragon robe, and his aura of dominating the world was fully visible.

Close your eyes and feel the changes in your body, Zhang Zilong finally felt the pleasure of controlling all living beings, as if a thought or a look could turn the quasi-saint into nothingness and let the sub-saint fall into reincarnation. Although the saint's cultivation level before could do it, it was not so easy and so simple.

"From today, I will officially change my name to the Heavenly Lord of Stars. My name is the Supreme Emperor of Jiuxiao. The Heavenly Way will learn from it." After the words fell, several muffled thunder sounded in the sky. This is a warning for the recognition of Heavenly Way. At this point, there is no Emperor Haotian in the world. Some are just the Supreme Emperor of Jiuxiao!

The three clones from Jiuyou World, the outside world, and the Huoyun Cave saluted together: "Congratulations to the throne of the Supreme Saint Emperor of Jiuxiao"

After everything was calm, Zhang Zilong looked at the Buddhist saint with a dirty face: "Amitabha, Cunti, why, you still can't be polite when you see this enemy emperor?" He felt extremely happy. These two guys were finally going to be defeated. I want to cure you, your disgusting gay friends.

Amitabha and Cundi seemed to have not adapted to this sudden change. It was not until the shackles of the heavenly way in the soul were shaken, and they reacted and bowed with a strange expression and said, "See the Supreme Emperor..."

Zhang Zilong was happy and reached out to help him: "No gift, flat, hahaha"

The two of them stood up and didn't even look at the fainting Haotian. As for Journey to the West, they wouldn't even think about it. Zhang Zilong's cultivation level increased at this moment, and he also had a Chaos Bell, a God-killing Spear, and a square inch God-winged wing to protect him. He continued to entangle. He was determined to seek abuse. He left the Earth Immortal Realm without saying a word and returned to the Pure Land to be troubled by Journey to the West.

After the two left, Zhang Zilong casually rolled up Haotian and flew to Lingxiao Palace with a beautiful woman with stars with stars. Now what he has to do is to accept his own power and to properly curate the bad legs of Haotian and Zhang Qiong. Life is so beautiful, all the plans will be successful after all.

Haotian's loss of virtue and Buddhist oppression are all catalysts that facilitate Zhang Zilong's change of days. In fact, according to Zhang Zilong's plan, Haotian and others' plans will be eliminated step by step, and then ascend the throne naturally. Although everything is a little impatient, it is a bit complete. For example, when I was originally planned to become a saint of heaven when I ascend to the throne, I have only succeeded in the nine levels.

But as the saying goes, isn’t it true that you are content and always have happiness?

Zhang Zilong looked at the clouds that kept flashing around him, and felt a sense of relief. From now on, this Pangu world will be the world of me, Zhang Zilong. All the rules and all the successes and failures are all in my mind. Although there are various unstable factors, such as Lao Tzu and Tongtian, Amitabha and Guizhi, he already has a considerable force. Master Yuanzu will definitely support him. Zhang Zilong never doubts this. For him, his relationship with Yuanzu is more like a real father and son. In addition, Nuwa, the Three Saints are not united to the four saints, and he is the first among the saints. The victory or defeat has been tilted towards them.

A moment later, in Lingxiao Palace, the thirty-three days that were pitch black because of Zhang Zilong's anger, had recovered from the appearance of the immortal energy lingering, and it was even more mysterious than before.

In a short period of time, the gods who had experienced many incidents, faced Zhang Zilong, who had made a strong appearance and was also holding the emperor Haotian the day before yesterday, could no longer feel a sense of resistance. They all knelt on the ground obediently, waiting for the end.

Zhang Zilong waved his hand and the original Haotian throne turned into a purple-gold, extremely huge throne. This is where he will rule the world in the future.

"Xuan, the Golden Mother of Yaochi, the Seven Princesses, and the Sun Fairyland meet everyone." Zhang Zilong said majesticly after scanning the panicked gods.
Chapter completed!