The golden rainbow bridge that fell from above the nine heavens quickly turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky, and the Hongjun on the rainbow bridge disappeared without a trace. Li Xiaofeng, who retracted his gaze, couldn't help frowning slightly, and secretly thought about Hongjun's previous transmission in his heart: "Ancestral Dragon can't die now? It seems that Hongjun really understands the general trend of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Ancestral Dragon" Li Xiaofeng, who muttered to himself, turned his head to look into the distance as if he was aware of it, only to see that Ancestral Dragon and Canglong had already turned into streamers and disappeared into the southeast sky.

Li Xiaofeng, who was slightly stunned, couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart: "It's quite fast!"

"Happy!" In the shout, Tianfeng, Yin Yang Ancestor, Yang Mei, Fuxi, Nuwa and Sanqing all flew over.

Li Xiaofeng, who turned to look at them, just smiled and nodded, and simply greeted them.

"Boss!" Kunpeng also spread his wings and flew over, and then the dark light flashed all over his body, and turned into a middle-aged Taoist in a black robe, thin and slightly gloomy face, who was looking at Li Xiaofeng with excitement and surprise.

Turning his head to look at Li Xiaofeng, he couldn't help but smile and stepped forward to look Kunpeng up and down: "Ming Yan, that's good! It seems that your injuries have fully recovered! However, after your transformation, it seems that this image is not as good as before the transformation!"

"Boss, I also studied the demon text, and I was able to fully recover from my injuries so quickly and with the power of merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao," Kunpeng's expression was slightly depressed when he heard this, but he still smiled and said.

While the two were talking, the ink also turned into a streamer and flew over, and her beautiful eyes were red and looked at Li Xiaofeng: "Daxian, I thought you wouldn't come!"

"Xiaoyao, Ink and Wash left Qifeng Mountain three hundred years ago to come to the coast of the Beihai Sea, just thinking that Kunpeng Ancestor would preach that you might come over," Nuwa said with a smile.

Hearing Nuwa's words, looking at Li Xiaofeng in ink, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this stupid girl!

Kunpeng was also busy smiling and said to Li Xiaofeng: "Boss, fortunately you came over in time." Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to deal with that ancestral dragon. That guy is really excessive, and he actually attacked the ink, which is too deceitful. ”

"Great Immortal, fortunately, Brother Mingyan made a timely move, otherwise Huang Long and I would be really in danger," Shui Mo couldn't help but say.

Li Xiaofeng, who nodded lightly, couldn't help but comfort: "Don't worry! That stinky loach was taught a hard lesson by me this time, and I will definitely not dare to do it to you easily next time." ”

"Kunpeng, this time you did a good job!" Li Xiaofeng, who turned to his fist and hung down Kunpeng's chest, couldn't help but look at him with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "You guy, you're good! You've created a demon text so soon, and you're going to preach to the creatures of the wilderness? Kunpeng Ancestor?

"Hehe" Kunpeng, who grinned, couldn't help but say with a flash of his eyes: "Demon Master, boss, this is a good title! I preached this time, many living beings in the flood wilderness came, and they are worthy of teaching sentient beings, right?"

"You're really welcome!" Li Xiaofeng scolded with a slightly speechless laugh.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Fu Xi on the side couldn't help laughing loudly: "Haha, Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you and Kunpeng Ancestor to still know each other!"

"Xiaoyao, this kid, knows all over the world! I know a lot of people," Yang Mei Ancestor pouted slightly.

Nuwa smiled with a slight smile in her beautiful eyes: "Kunpeng Daoyou, we are here to listen to the sermon. The time for this sermon has arrived, and the ancestral dragon has also been sent away, can we start preaching officially?"

"Yes, yes, what Nuwa girl said," Fu Xi also smiled and echoed: "Kunpeng Daoyou, there are so many desolate creatures waiting to hear the sermon! You can't let them all run in vain!"

Li Xiaofeng also looked at Kunpeng with a smile on his face and said, "Ming Yan, don't delay, get ready to preach!"

"Okay, fellow Daoists, boss, please forgive me for being slacking off," Kunpeng, who smiled and bowed his hand to everyone, turned to look at the many creatures in the desolation who were originally watching the battle from afar in the distance, and flew up into the air, and a loud voice resounded through the heavens and the earth: "I, the ancestor of Kunpeng, set a time for preaching three hundred years ago, and said that after three hundred years, all living beings in the desolation can come to listen to the sermon." Now that the period of 300 years has arrived, please all come over! Later, my Kunpeng Ancestor will officially preach. ”

Hearing Kunpeng's words, all of a spark, the Xuan Immortal Cultivators in the distance were all excited and surprised, and they all converged towards the shore of the North Sea.

Looking at the countless phantoms flying like locusts in the sky, Li Xiaofeng and the others couldn't help but be a little shocked. This kind of scene is rare to see once! This grand sermon is definitely a rare event in the entire flood and famine.

The speed of those Xuan Immortal monks was very fast, and in a short time, on the cold ground on the shore of the North Sea below, there were countless figures sitting down like a sea of people, and the slightly dispersed crowd stretched for dozens of miles, which was really spectacular!

"Boss, fellow Daoists, I didn't know you were coming, this is not well prepared, please sit in front of you!" said Kunpeng Ancestor and waved his hand, in an open area by the sea, a large amount of cold energy converged and turned into huge ice futons, each of which was like a high platform.

Li Xiaofeng, who smiled when he saw this, unceremoniously flew first and landed on a huge ice futon in front of him.

The ink with a flash of beautiful eyes also followed Lian Piaoran, and obediently landed on the side behind Li Xiaofeng.

Subsequently, Tianfeng, Yang Mei, Nuwa, Fuxi, Yin Yang Ancestor, and Sanqing were also busy landing on some huge ice futons next to or behind Li Xiaofeng below, and each sat down cross-legged to listen to the sermon.

As they sat down cross-legged, some of the Xuan Immortal Monks in the distance, who originally wanted to move forward, also tacitly chose to sit down at a distance. Unconsciously, the fan-shaped area where Li Xiaofeng and the other few people, but also the top level powerful cultivators in the entire flood wilderness were located, seemed a little empty and conspicuous.

And the Xuan Immortal Monks who dared to sit close to this area and hear it were all absolute elite figures among the more than 100,000 Xuan Immortal Monks. However, they still looked at Li Xiaofeng and the others with fiery adoration. Especially Li Xiaofeng, he is probably more eye-catching than Kunpeng who is preparing to preach!

This feeling of being watched like a monkey in a zoo made Li Xiaofeng touch his nose a little depressed. Glancing at some of the huge ice futons scattered in front of him, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but slander Tianfeng and the others: "It's not that there are no seats in front, why do you all have to gather around me? ”

Suddenly, a slightly noisy discussion sounded, and I saw two shadows flying out of the crowd in the distance, it was Huang Long who took Zi Xun to the empty area behind Li Xiaofeng and the others and landed on a futon, which was still a short distance away from Li Xiaofeng and the others.

"Sister, why don't we go to the front a little bit?" Zi Xun on the side couldn't help but say.

Huang Long pouted and said angrily: "I don't want to be so close to that guy, you can go by yourself if you want to." ”

"Sister, I'm just talking, if I don't go, I won't go!" Zi Xun said with a slightly red face of embarrassment.

The movement behind also attracted the attention of Li Xiaofeng and others. However, Tianfeng and the others didn't care, after all, Huang Long was also a Golden Immortal Cultivator, and he took the initiative to occupy a place in the back, so it was nothing. Of course, if there is a Xuan Immortal Cultivator who dares to occupy a place somewhere, so conspicuous, I am afraid that they will be a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

"Daxian, what's wrong with Huanglong, why can't she come?" said to Li Xiaofeng with beautiful eyes.

Li Xiaofeng shook his head lightly and said, "Who knows what's going on with her? Forget it, no matter what she is, she can be wherever she likes! Anyway, isn't it the same everywhere?"

As soon as Li Xiaofeng's words fell, a slightly surprised uproar came from behind.

"Hmm, why did she come here?" Shui Mo, who turned his head to look at it, couldn't help but muttered in surprise.

Li Xiaofeng, who was also aware of it, raised his eyebrows, turned his head and saw a cyan shadow falling from the sky not far behind him, it was the Qingqiu Fairy who was dressed in green clothes and looking at him with a smile.

"Xiaoyao, can I sit behind you and listen to the sermon?" said the Qingqiu Fairy, who said with a smile, and stepped forward unceremoniously.

Hearing this, before Li Xiaofeng could open his mouth to respond, Shui Mo couldn't help but look at Qingqiu Fairy Jiaojiao coldly and shouted: "What are you? Behind the Great Immortal, you also have a place to sit? And the name of the Great Immortal can you call it casually?"

"I'm a Taoist companion of Xiaoyao!What's wrong with sitting here?Why can't I call Xiaoyao's name?" Qingqiu Fairy, who glanced at the ink with a light smile, sat down cross-legged directly on the other side behind Li Xiaofeng: "It's you, what is your relationship with Xiaoyao? Are you also qualified to sit behind him?" (To be continued.) )