At this moment, the Toad Saint in the corner almost popped his eyes out!
Damn it!
How can it be so unreal!
What qualifications does this kid have
What contribution has it made to the people
What merits are there
Others may not know him, but don’t I know him? Except for being a mean person and being a jerk in every other way, he is more mean than me. In other aspects and in any other place, can anyone compare to me
Why did you just sit down like this
Don't bully people like this!
But that’s not all.
Zuo Xiaoduo grimaced, feeling his buttocks becoming more and more painful, with no sign of improvement. It seemed that the powerful self-healing ability of the high-level cultivators had been disconnected. Zuo Xiaoduo could almost conclude that the bones in his buttocks were 99% broken, or perhaps a comminuted fracture...
Sitting on the futon, I can't heal my wounds! !
This Nima...
Finally, he couldn't help it, stood up and said, "Nian Nian Cat, you try sitting here too, I feel a little uncomfortable sitting here."
Everyone: “… ”
Zuo Xiaonian was surprised when he heard this and said, "A bit uncomfortable?" Then he hesitated and said, "I'll try, okay?"
Everyone was silent: "..."
"Or I'll try..."
At Zuo Xiaoduo's urging, Zuo Xiaonian suppressed her uneasiness and switched seats with Zuo Xiaoduo. She sat down gently, frowned slightly, and said, "It's really hard and uncomfortable."
Then he stood up.
After all, he didn't ask me to do it, I was just helping my husband go through the motions...
When you go out, you must give your husband face, and you have to smooth things over!
Also, it’s not that my husband is ignorant or rude, but this cushion is really not very comfortable to sit on.
Everyone's eyes followed the Toad Saint's example and almost flew out collectively.
Sit down!
Really sat down!
Just sit down so easily!
Coincidentally, when the girl sat down, no strange phenomenon occurred.
Everyone had complicated expressions, and the same idea came to mind.
Is this futon broken
Then something even more terrifying happened.
Zuo Xiaoduo vaguely felt that he couldn't sit on this cushion. It wasn't that his butt cracked as soon as he sat on it, but that this position was not suitable for sitting, or rather, he shouldn't sit on it!
Zuo Xiaoduo was open-minded about this, since he didn't want to sit anyway.
Seeing Zuo Xiaonian also stand up, he said, "This cushion is not very comfortable to sit on, so we won't sit on it."
No more sitting!
No more sitting...
No!
sit!
...
day!
The sixteen strong men present swallowed their saliva in unison, swallowing the words they wanted to blurt out very much.
This is the Zixiao Palace. You must pay attention to your appearance and demeanor, and you must not speak sweet words.
Yuanshi and Tongtian sighed.
Big Brother, it’s not that we don’t want to help you, but this kid… He feels uncomfortable sitting here…
This is all Zixiao Palace's fault. They didn't prepare a sofa... or a bed
Let him lie here... I think he will feel comfortable...
Then, the Styx Patriarch said: "Since the two young friends feel uncomfortable, let me give it a try."
Before everyone had time to react, he, who was closest to the seat, rushed over and sat down!
"Asshole!"
The dozen or so people who reacted shouted in unison!
Even if they don't want to sit, there are so many people here, why is it your turn, Minghe
And just when everyone was about to take action...
boom!
With a loud bang, the old ancestor of the Styx let out a scream, blood flew everywhere, and a force suddenly burst out from the cushion, knocking the old ancestor of the Styx, who was about to sit down, out!
The power that suddenly appeared was so huge that it was terrifying, and the speed of the reaction was even more jaw-dropping—the combined power of more than a dozen people attacked together, but surprisingly only hit the afterimage of the Styx Patriarch who was knocked away...
boom…
The Styx Patriarch who was blown away was stuck firmly on the pillar of Zixiao Taoist Palace, just like a piece of paper.
The blood gushed out from his body like a fountain.
The whole person lost consciousness and slid down slowly along the pillar...
As soon as his blood flowed out, it evaporated and turned into blood-colored spiritual energy that merged into the void.
By the time he was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and unconscious, half of his cultivation had been lost.
He just lay there quietly on the ground, unconscious and unaware of what was happening.
Seeing such a sudden change, no one dared to move, and they all focused their attention on the Styx with unprecedented complicated eyes.
Then he turned his head and looked at the cushion, but saw a faint shadow flashing on it.
This simply shows that this cushion already has an owner.
Nothing else could be seen clearly, and the shadow disappeared again.
“Big Brother’s power is indeed as great as that of nature. Even though he is not in this realm himself, he is still able to demonstrate his influence here.” Yuanshi sighed.
In fact, he didn't see it clearly, but that didn't stop him from saying this.
It is obvious that the sixth cushion has already been taken.
That leaves only three people.
Jie Yin coughed and said, "Junior brother, sit down."
Everyone looked at Zhunti.
Zhunti sighed and said, "When the heavens were in chaos, I reopened the world and spread the cause and effect of the world. This was against the will of heaven. I am afraid that I can no longer sit on the throne of sainthood."
As soon as these words came out, everyone snorted.
If it weren't for you, would we be here
I'm free.
They all looked sideways.
Zhunti walked to the seventh cushion and slowly sat down.
But, halfway through his sitting, he felt a dazzling golden light that held him back, and even if he tried his best, he could not sit down.
Then he stood up and sighed softly: "Indeed, it is against the will of heaven. I am sorry to make you all laugh."
Jie Yin looked miserable: "Junior brother, junior brother, you have sacrificed too much."
"But in this way, my Western religion will not be extinct." Zhunti smiled: "Then everything is worth it."
"The Infinite Heavenly Venerable." Jie Yin sighed.
Then Zhunti sat down behind Jie Yin and said, "I am behind Senior Brother, it is the same."
Jie Yin nodded slowly.
His eyes were fixed, and I don’t know what he was thinking.
The rest of the people had no expression on their faces, but their hearts were shaking violently.
Zhunti did not sit on it.
What does this represent
One of the original six saints was eliminated.
This is a world-shaking, fundamentally shaking event!
The Six Saints are the pillars of heaven and earth!
Now, one is gone and another is swept away!
It's like half the sky has collapsed.
Even Zhunti couldn’t get on the seventh cushion. The rest of the people were nervous and stood there for a few seconds, but no one moved.
Then Shi Feng and Zu Long took a step forward at the same time.
Then Zulong hesitated and took a step back, but he didn't expect Shifeng to also take a step back at the same time.
Then he smiled awkwardly at the same time.
"You come!"
"You come!"
Everyone was stunned.
This might be the only time in their lives that Zulong and Shifeng yielded to each other. Unexpectedly, they yielded to the Holy Throne Cushion...
It is truly earth-shattering and unprecedented.
"You do it."
Zulong simply retreated back into the ranks.
Shi Feng bit his lip and walked towards the holy seat.
My heart was beating fast.
I'm afraid I can't sit down either...
With a burst of golden light, Shi Feng's premonition became reality, and there was indeed no room to sit down.
He walked to the side of the Toad Saint with a pale face and sat down silently, his face gloomy. Next to him was the Styx, who had almost lost half his life.
Shi Feng was sitting between the two of them.
Then it was Zulong's turn to go up, but he also failed, so he walked away in anger, sitting aside unhappily. Then it was Qilin's turn, but he also couldn't sit down.
The ancient gods were completely wiped out.
The three of us sat in a row, looking at each other, feeling depressed, but also inexplicably feeling a sense of comfort and balance.
Hehe... You didn't sit on it either... So you can!
I have to say that this kind of thinking is simply... a bit weird.
The Toad Saint, who couldn't sit on it at the beginning, looked much more relieved: Sure enough, it's not just me who can't sit on it. These guys are stronger than me, and they couldn't sit on it either.
wakaka…
What the hell is this inexplicable feeling of happiness
There is no need to rush if you have already sat down.
It has been proven that those who cannot sit on it don’t have to worry.
Instead, they are all looking forward to it.
It would be best if none of you could sit on it!
Regardless of anything else, the Demon Ancestor Luohou should be in suspense... Wahahahaha...
Zulong said directly: "Master Demon Ancestor, please sit down."
The Demon Ancestor Luohou was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and remembered that he only had sins and didn't seem to have any so-called merits, so he said angrily: "I don't care!"
Without even trying, he walked over to Zulong and sat down, then turned around and said, "Just say one more word. I'll wait for you outside the door when you're done!"
Zulong was furious: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me! Who are you trying to scare?!"
The only ones who haven't tried yet are Dijun, Taiyi, Xihe, Linghuang, and Wanminsheng.
But there are actually three more cushions.
Everyone felt very complicated.
Could it be that three out of these five can become saints
this…
The demon emperor Dijun took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Xihe and Taiyi, one on the left and one on the right, took a step forward.
The Demon King slowly took his seat.
This time the golden light's resistance was not strong.
However, the demon emperor Di Jun tried his best and still failed to sit on it. He only sat halfway when he was blocked by the golden light.
Xihe quietly reached out, held the Demon King's left hand, and activated his demonic power.
Di Jun's butt moved down another three inches, and was only a few inches away from sitting on the cushion.
Donghuang Taiyi stretched out his hand, grasped the Demon King's right hand, and activated his demonic power.
Three people work together.
The demon emperor Di Jun finally sat down on the futon peacefully.
No matter how they got on, no matter that they would bounce up if they let go, no matter that there were two people sitting on the ground without a cushion, one on each side...
Anyway, they sat down!
The seventh holy throne belonged to the demon clan.
The demon emperor Jun's face turned red. He held his wife with his left hand and his brother with his right hand, forcing a smile: "Excuse me, excuse me."
I dare not let go, because once I let go I will be ejected...
It's so embarrassing for me to sit on this holy throne...
Xihe is graceful and smiles sweetly.
There is nothing shameful in helping your husband.
Donghuang Taiyi, with one hand held by Di Jun, sat on the ground of Zixiao Palace with a stern look on his face.
His eyes were lowered, looking at no one.
He felt a little ashamed...
Others have one for each person, but we demons... have one for every three people!
It would be fine if one butt was sitting on the cushion, but the other two were sitting on the ground.
But my hand was held by my brother and couldn't be separated.
As soon as they separated, the eldest brother popped out from the holy seat...
This Nima...
Does your holy throne still have a spring
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[Hurry up and update to please my wife]
(End of this chapter)