(The goal of the time traveler is different. Haotian wants to become the supreme emperor of heaven. Shichen wants to become a saint and want to survive in the prehistoric world. Donghuang Taiyi wants to become the strongest in the world. Dongwang wants to compete with the way of heaven. Di Jun and Haotian, Wu Chen wants to lead the witch clan to unify the prehistoric world.)

Everyone wanted to see the joke about Time Traveler Haotian, and they looked forward to this person who would go up and grab the position, and the best one to do it.

When Hongjun became a saint, they had seen it before, and now they know the terror of saints.

Take action in the saint's temple?

Ask Shichen why he didn't dare to take action?

Even the quasi-saint peak dares to take action, don’t you understand?

Let’s look at the ancestor witch who had taken action outside and ask Qiang Liang why he was lying on the corpse.

Take action at the Saint's Dojo, forget it once or twice, but I still want to have a third time?

Both the first and second time were used by the witch clan, and the witch clan was also punished. If someone else takes action...

Haha, do you really think that the saint Hongjun doesn’t want to be face-saint? That’s a saint, and there are all ants under the saints.

However, the traveler Haotian ignored everyone's eyes and walked towards the front step by step until it was parallel to the six cushions.

He said with a calm look on his face:

"Everyone, don't you mind adding a seat, do you?"

Although it was a question, he did not give everyone a chance to answer. Without waiting for everyone to answer, he took out a cushion and placed it next to Nuwa.

Then, I did it naturally.

In this way, there were one more in Zixiao Palace... no, two first rows of cushions, and he sat in the front position.

Time: "..."

It seems like I have heard this somewhere.

Lanting: "..."

That's right, this is what I just said.

Houtu, Wu Chen: "..."

Another shameless person!!!

Kunpeng looked at this scene and was almost regretful. Why didn’t he bring a cushion?

Zhunti and Jie Yin were crying but not crying. They hated him, why didn’t they bring a futon?

This world is respected by the left.

"hiss!!!"

Seeing Haotian's actions, countless people in the entire Zixiao Palace took a breath of cold air. The cool air with a little passionate spirit of Zixiao Palace was sucked away in an instant.

This newcomer has an idea!

Is there any such operation?

Seeing this, some people were eager to try, while others were ashen.

When I think of the strength of the saint, when I think of the saint once mercilessly erased the trillion-dollar army of the dragon clan...

People with ideas have no idea at this moment.

They don’t know Hongjun, what if the saint loves face? Wouldn’t it be a way to die if he makes his own decisions?

Of course, there are still some people who have ideas.

But when I thought that this was the Saint's Temple and Zixiao Palace, no one dared to get started, so I could only endure it and wait until it depends on the situation.

At this time, everyone in Zixiao Palace had settled down.

Because Hongjun personally showed everyone his skills before, everyone in Zixiao Palace has become much more honest.

Yuanshi, who was originally the eternal villain in the prehistoric novel, was very angry at the situation around him at this moment, but he did not cause trouble. The classic animal with wet eggs and wool and armor was not worthy of sitting with me and never appeared again.

The scene was very quiet for a while.

After Haotian sat down, he looked at Houtu, who was next to him by a woman and a blood-colored light ball.

This beautiful appearance, graceful figure, and a small piece of slender legs and feet exposed by sitting cross-legged, made him secretly admire:

This Houtu is worthy of being a famous girl in the prehistoric world. It seems that after becoming the lord of the prehistoric world, this Houtu should enter his harem and have it for himself.

It seems that we have to find a way to change Houtu’s fate.

He was too anxious to look at Houtu just now, and Haotian turned his gaze back to Nuwa beside him.

She wore a pure white house skirt, three thousand black hairs hanging down like a waterfall, white skin like snow, and delicate face...

Hiss! I didn't wear shoes either!

Haotian glared at his eyes, are these goddesses in the prehistoric world so open? This is a test of the old cadres!

No one wears shoes, playing barefoot temptation here???,

Hiss! I like it!

After becoming the Lord of the Great Destiny, this Nuwa should be owned by me!

That's right, before he could do anything, he had already started calling himself a man.

His eyes looked back, and then he noticed a place that made him very upset.

The Eastern Prince also seemed to be staring at Nuwa with his eyes???

!!!

What are the King of the East doing if he doesn't go to play with Queen Mother of the West (pairing), staring at Nuwa?

By the way, Queen Mother of the West, Queen Mother of the West is transformed by the innate pure yin energy and is also a famous goddess in the prehistoric world. Later, she also had a more famous goddess, Nine Heavens Xuannv.

Don't know where she is?

Haotian's eyes looked at the powerful people, the River Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Taiyi... Queen Mother of the West.

Unexpectedly, Queen Mother of the West's talent for foot is so far behind.

Sure enough, the competition in this prehistoric world is very fierce!

While everyone in Zixiao Palace was reciting and waiting for the saints.

But in the void, endless purple aura descended to Zixiao Palace.

The purple air flows into the nine-layer cloud group.

"Lying high on the nine-story clouds, I fumbled the Taoist truth;

In the mysterious world, I will be the head master;

Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, two qualities and four symbols were followed;

The leader of the Xuanmen Capital transformed into Hongjun in one breath."

The title of this poem is like the sudden burst of bells and big bells that suddenly came into the ears of everyone.

The three thousand powerful people who were still reclining in Zixiao Palace looked at the stage.

I saw that on the platform...

Nothing???!!!

The saints have recited poems, why haven’t they appeared yet?

Not to mention the powerful people, even the time travelers were all confused. What's the situation? What about Hongjun???

Could it be that Hongjun's cultivation is too high? He can't even see it?

"Welcome to the saint!"

A group of powerful people from the prehistoric world worshiped the Nine-Level Clouds in front of them.

Regardless of whether the saints come or not, they will definitely not make any mistakes when they worship.

Even Houtu, as the witch clan, bowed to the same tribute as the powerful people.

But one person didn't do it.

That is Wu Chen who is still in the blood-colored light ball.

He is still an embryo now. You, Hongjun, can't you let an embryo salute you, right?

As for the time travelers, even if they were arrogant and had a strong cultivation level, they would not dare to do anything abrupt at this time, so they all bowed to the cloud group ahead.

Although they have done a lot of arrogant things that will expose them before, they cannot let Hongjun want to remember himself in a small notebook.

"Who are you worshiping?"
Chapter completed!