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Hongjun Primordial Spirit slowly leaned his Primordial Spirit Fire towards the Primordial Purple Qi, and began to refine it, hoping to achieve the Supreme Dao.

Watching the purple air flow continuously separate and melt into his soul, Hongjun felt that the endless chaos was rushing towards him again, and the chaos in front of him seemed to be a little different, but after all Hongjun couldn't tell what was different.Then Hongjun continued to refine the primordial purple qi, hoping to prove that Hunyuan transcended the primordial as soon as possible.As Hongjun continued to refine and inhale the stream of refined air into his body, the aura on Hongjun began to increase continuously. Although it was not as good as the aura of a saint, it had reached the peak of the chaotic sub-sage (previously Hongjun is the peak of Honghuang Yasheng) and is gradually approaching the saint.Just when Hongjun had already refined [-]% of the purple energy, Hongjun felt something was wrong.It stands to reason that Hongmeng Ziqi is a treasure that has been bred for countless years, and the Dao contained in it can be said to be broad and profound. I am afraid that even if a saint comes, it will be refined very slowly.However, it took Hongjun only more than half an hour to refine the purple energy from the beginning to now, and he has already refined most of the purple energy, which is unreasonable at all!

Thinking of this, Hongjun stopped his refinement, but frowned and figured out the real cause of the matter.With the passage of time, Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at the remaining [-]% of Hongmeng's purple energy. A slight hesitation flashed in Hongjun's eyes, but soon the idea of ​​sanctification overwhelmed everything, and Hongjun continued to start Sacrifice the remaining bit of primordial purple energy.

When the last trace of Hongmeng purple energy merged into Hongjun's primordial spirit, a sense of detachment from heaven and earth suddenly appeared on Hongjun's body, and within tens of thousands of miles around Hongjun, golden lotuses blossomed out of thin air, and endless golden flowers sprung from the sky. And Luo Chaos seems to be celebrating Hongjun's sanctification. With a "boom", Hongjun released his aura and pressed it towards the chaotic space in front of him. Suddenly, cracks continued to emerge, and even the chaotic space was torn apart by this aura. From this, it is conceivable that the sage has how powerful.

Hongjun looked at his body, shook his hands, and felt that with the power he possessed now, he could completely kill himself an hour ago with a wave of his hands.

But soon Hongjun frowned slightly and looked at the prehistoric world, "Sure enough, today's Primordial Purple Qi has become part of the Dao of Heaven. If you rely on the Purple Qi of Primordial Origin to become holy, you may not be able to do anything in the future until you surpass the Dao of Heaven." It is beneficial to the way of heaven, and sometimes I even have to do things for the way of heaven." However, Hongjun did not regret his actions, because after he completely refined the primordial purple energy, he realized that if he wanted to become a saint, he had to control it. One-tenth of the power of the law, in order to ensure that when one's primordial spirit entrusts the way of heaven (chaos, authentic way, human way), it will not be assimilated by endless laws.

But how difficult it is to control the power of the law. It has been hundreds of millions of years since the beginning of the prehistoric world. Only Qingtian relied on his own cultivation to forcibly break the shackles of the prehistoric world. Zulong, Fengwang, Qiankun and others of the same generation are all stuck at the peak of the sub-sage and cannot survive. One can imagine the difficulty of controlling the power of law.

Thinking of this, Hongjun's original dissatisfaction with the way of heaven gradually faded away. After all, he has truly become a saint at this time, and he has become a saint before Zulong and others. Even if they will all become saints in the future, but After all, I took this step ahead of them, and I couldn't help laughing when I thought of this.

At this moment, several voices came from the prehistoric world, interrupting Hongjun's smile.

"The way of heaven is above. Today, the ancestor dragon of my dragon clan uses its own cultivation to suppress the prehistoric East Pole, in exchange for the dragon clan to rule the four seas, and hope the heaven will grant it."

"The way of heaven is above. Today, the Phoenix King of my Phoenix Clan uses his own cultivation to suppress the undead volcano in exchange for the continuation of the Phoenix Clan. I hope the heavens will grant it."

"The way of heaven is above, today I, Bai Xiaotian of the White Tiger Clan, use my own cultivation to suppress the prehistoric western land, in exchange for the continuation of the White Tiger Clan, I hope the heavens will grant it."

"The way of heaven is above, today my Xuanwu tribe, Xuanwu, used my own cultivation to suppress the wild North Pole, in exchange for the continuation of the Xuanwu tribe, I hope the heavens will grant it."

"The way of heaven is above, today I, Mo Tian, ​​of the Qilin clan, use my own cultivation to suppress the center of the prehistoric, in exchange for the Qilin clan to become auspicious, and avoid the disaster of extermination of the clan, I hope the heavens will grant it."

Immediately outside the prehistoric world, five giant beasts with hundreds of millions of feet in body protected the prehistoric world, but soon the five figures disappeared, and the prehistoric world returned to its original appearance.

Seeing this scene, Hongjun was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly opened the chaotic space and flew towards Honghuang.Hongjun is already a saint at this time, and his speed is vastly different from when he was not sanctified. He returned to the prehistoric world in a few breaths.

Looking at the prehistoric world in front of him, Hongjun was stunned.

Is this still the prehistoric world where the sky is blue, the land is vast, the scenery is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the aura is full?

It turns out that in the prehistoric world at this time, endless dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and the thunder and lightning in the sky are constantly destroying the prehistoric world. Although these thunder and lightning are constantly decreasing, the places destroyed by it will not be repaired immediately.Moreover, Hongjun also discovered that the aura in the prehistoric world at this time can be described as extremely irritable, and some of the spiritual mountains and rivers filled with aura are full of broken bodies of spirit beasts. It is obvious that they were attracted by the violent aura from the outside world during their cultivation Mana, and did not control the violent mana, so he blew himself up and died.

Seeing this, Hongjun frowned, pinched his fingers slightly, and began to deduce the whole story.A saint is a saint, even a saint who has just been sanctified is countless times stronger than a strong man at the peak of the saint.At the time of the sub-sage realm, it would take at least a few years to calculate something that would have a great impact on the prehistoric world.But now that he has achieved the holy position, Hongjun pinched his fingers slightly to know the whole story, and suddenly disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the junction of the western and central parts of the Great Desolate Continent.

At this time, at the junction of the central part of the Great Desolation and the west, nine figures continued to play countless spells, forming a huge isolation layer, isolating the western part of the Great Desolation from the rest of the boundary of the Great Desolation.But if you look carefully, you will find that the isolation layer that separates the western part of the Great Desolation from the borders of other parts of the Great Desolation is getting thinner, and these nine figures tremble from time to time, and blood spills from the corners of their mouths from time to time. It shows how bad the situation of these nine figures is at this time.

Just when these nine figures could no longer hold on, a figure that they were very familiar with appeared in front of them.

Looking at the extremely bad situation in the prehistoric west, Hongjun's face was extremely gloomy, but his heart was full of doubts.But now is a very critical time, Hongjun stretched out a colorful isolation layer with his right hand to replace the original isolation layer formed by the hard work of the nine figures, and once again isolated the prehistoric west.

The nine figures saw Hongjun coming to isolate the western part of the Great Desolation, and they couldn't hold on any longer. They all began to repair their wounds and restore their mana on the ground cross-legged.

While supporting the existence of the isolation layer, Hongjun looked at the nine people sitting cross-legged on the ground, and Hongjun frowned.It turns out that these nine are the only nine sub-sage peak powerhouses left in the prehistoric world, except for the five divine beasts that suppressed the world, that is, Hunyuan and Qiankun.

What makes Hongjun frown is not the reason why the prehistoric world has become like this, but the situation of Hunyuan and others themselves.Originally, Hunyuan and others fought against the sub-sage of another world in the chaos, although the Lingbao armor made by Qingtian can save them from worrying about the consumption of mana.But no one will be sloppy in the battles of masters of the same level. They must be more careful, so even if they are in the sub-sage realm, their mana has not been consumed, but their minds will be tired.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the different world blew themselves up, obliterating all the disciples they had cultivated for countless years, and something was wrong with them.But after all, they are the powerhouses at the peak of the sub-sage realm, and these situations will naturally recuperate after a few decades of meditation.But immediately after Luo Huyu wanted to unify the prehistoric world, nine people including Hunyuan were seriously injured during the battle.But now, in order to fight against the things in the prehistoric west, they are even more injured. This is not only physical injury, but also mental fatigue. When these injuries are added together, the current situation of the Hunyuan Nine is extremely bad.

Looking at the situation of the nine people, Hongjun murmured, "This time it's a big trouble. The injuries of the nine of them have already hurt Dao Ji. If they can't be repaired in time, the nine of them will have no hope of proving the Tao in this life." Thinking of this Hongjun's brows were tightly knit together.