Great Antiquity: I Created the Twelve Ancestral Witch of the Devil's Edition

"Let's beg the Taoist ancestors and ask them to hand over the innate spiritual treasure."

Some immortals deliberately instigated them, which made all the immortals feel dissatisfied.

But before they acted, Hongjun spoke first.

"I pass on your method of slicing three corpses, and the three corpses are combined into one, which can prove the chaos."

Xie Yin said in surprise: "Isn't it a witness to the status of a sage?"

Hong Jun shook his head, "The saint's holy consciousness is entrusted to heaven and earth, and the power of heaven and earth can be used. The floods are not destroyed, and the saints are immortal. How can they be compared with Hunyuan?"

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Chapter 39 Hongmeng Purple Qi, the chance of sanctification, the source of death

Lao Tzu got up and asked, "How to attain the status of a sage?"

This is what Hongjun is waiting for.

"Nine is the extreme number of heaven, and there should be nine saints in Honghuang. There should be seven saints under my sect."

Hongjun took out seven long cloud-like belts that exuded a mysterious purple aura.

"This is Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it is the proof of sanctification. If you want to prove the fruit of the sage, you must have this help."

All the gods stared eagerly at the seven primordial purple qi in Hongjun's hands.

The certificate of sanctification, whoever gets it can be sanctified!

They roared in their hearts, "Give me, give me, I will be sanctified."

They sat upright, hoping that Daozu Hongjun could look at them more.

Hongjun looked at Sanqing at the front.

"Sanqing, are you willing to enter my mysterious gate?"

Sanqing showed joy.

Obviously, if you take Hongjun as your teacher, you can get the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Then why hesitate.

Sanqing immediately bowed to his disciples.

"The disciple pays respects to the teacher."

Hongjun smiled with satisfaction, and threw three lines of Hongjun purple energy to Sanqing.

His eyes turned to Nuwa.

"Nüwa, would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

When Nuwa saw Hongmeng Purple Qi, she realized that this was also the big chance Wang Xuan said.

The sanctification certificate of Hongmeng Ziqi is more precious than the high-grade congenital spiritual treasure.

Hearing Hongjun's question, Nu Wa hurriedly stood up and gave a disciple salute.

A ray of Hongmeng purple energy fell into Nuwa's hands.

Hongjun looked at the reception and the quasi mention.

"You two, can be my named disciples, are you willing?"

"Yes, yes."

Reception, quasi-promotion can not wait.

Seven lines of Hongjun purple energy, only one left.

Except for Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti, all the immortals' eyes fell on the last Hongmeng purple energy.

Last chance to become a saint.

Hong Jun glanced at the gods and threw the Hongmeng Purple Qi high up.

The eyes of the immortals moved with Hongmeng Ziqi, raised up high, and moved slowly.

In the end, his eyes focused on Hong Yun.

The last strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi fell into Hongyun's hands.

Hongyun was overjoyed, holding the Violet Qi of Hongmeng and thanking Daozu again and again.

Zhen Yuanzi sat beside him, his forehead wrinkled into mountains and rivers.

Nuwa looked at the ecstatic red cloud, and looked at the envy and jealous immortals, and Wang Xuan's reminder appeared in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

"Sometimes, the pie from the sky is not a pie, but a trap."

She paid special attention to Kunpeng, who glared at Hongyun with terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.

Kunpeng was allowed to use the Seven Treasures Tree to sweep off the futon because Hongyun gave up his seat for the reception.

Now I know that the futon is about sanctification.

Kunpeng missed out on the purple qi of Hongmeng, as well as the green lotus-colored flag, and the six bamboos of tranquility, and he was very angry.

And the red cloud that caused all this, got the Primordial Violet Qi, and he got nothing.

This made Kunpeng even more annoyed.

"Why does Hongyun get the Hongmeng Purple Qi? This Hongmeng Purple Qi should belong to me."

Kunpeng hated Hongyun more and more.

Nuwa saw the murderous intent in Kunpeng's eyes, and thought that Hongmeng's purple qi was the source of disaster and a trap for Hongyun.

Moreover, Nuwa also noticed that when Daozu Hongjun gave her, Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti the purple energy of Hongmeng, he accepted them as his disciples.

When Hongyun got the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Daozu Hongjun didn't say a word, and did not accept Hongyun as a disciple.

The meaning of this is very mysterious.

"If Teacher Hongjun accepts Hongyun as a disciple, Kunpeng and all the immortals who are envious of Hongyun's chance will be afraid of the teacher's sage's prestige, and will not dare to snatch the Hongmeng purple energy of Hongyun.

But the teacher didn't say a word... This undoubtedly acquiesced that the immortals and gods could snatch the Hongmeng purple energy of Hongyun. "

Nuwa was sure that Hongyun's purple qi was a trap.

"Friend Wang Xuan reminded Hongyun early, he must have foreseen this scene and understood the mystery. I wonder if Hongyun can see it clearly, and whether he can give up the murderous intention that looks like a pie."

Hongyun's mind is now full of the surprise of getting the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and he doesn't realize the crisis.

But his friend Jin Motoko thought about it.

He also saw Kunpeng's killing intent and the envy of the gods.

He transmitted his voice to Hongyun.

"Old friend Hongyun, do you still remember Daoist Wang Xuan's reminder? The pie of Hongmeng Ziqi will lead to death, and it is a trap."

The ecstatic red cloud does not listen to persuasion.

"Old friend, worry too much, Hongmeng Purple Qi was given to me by Taoist ancestors. Although the gods are jealous, they dare not shoot at me."

"Hongmeng Ziqi is a certificate of sanctification. The immortals and gods may be concerned about Daozu, but Kunpeng will not give up because you lost the opportunity to become sanctified."

"Kunpeng dare not touch me."

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't persuade Hong Yun, so he sighed in his heart.

He couldn't keep persuading him, for fear of causing Hongyun to misunderstand that he wanted to capture the Violet Qi of Hongmeng.

At this time, Hong Jun said: "The congenital spiritual treasure and Hongmeng Ziqi have been given. I can feel at ease and follow the path. It is impossible to measure the calamity. You can step back."

The gods took their orders and exited the Zixiao Palace.

Haotian and Yaochi closed the gate of Zixiao Palace heavily.

Zhenyuanzi found that the immortals and gods were vaguely surrounding him and Hongyun, and the secret sound was not good, and the sound transmission reminded Hongyun.

"Let's leave Chaos and be careful to be ambushed by the gods."

But just after the reminder, Kunpeng rushed in front of him.

"Hongyun, you caused me to lose my futon, my innate spiritual treasure, and my grandmist purple qi. This hatred and this hatred, let's understand it today."

The ecstatic red cloud woke up.

"Kunpeng, you were swept off the futon by Zhunti, what do you have to do with me?"

"If you didn't give up your seat, you wouldn't do it if you didn't mention it."

Whether to move or not has little to do with whether Hongyun gives up his seat or not.

The scoundrels who are cited and quasi-mentioned, Hongyun won't give up their seats, they will grab their seats.

But Kunpeng didn't care about this, he felt that he had missed the chance to become a saint, and he had Hongyun's responsibility.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to swallow you and relieve the hatred in my heart."

Kunpeng knew how attractive the Hongmeng Purple Qi was to the immortals, so he decided to make a quick decision and fly away after grabbing the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

He decisively used the magic power of Kun to devour the four seas, and suddenly a whale leaped, and the huge Kun's mouth bit the red cloud.

In the distance, Di Jun sent Taiyi through a voice transmission.

"When Kunpeng devoured the red cloud and seized the Hongmeng Purple Qi, we will immediately start to suppress Kunpeng's thunder, that is, a shame before the snow, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which will kill two birds with one stone."

"Brother, don't worry, I have cut out the good and evil corpses, and refined several innate restrictions in the Chaos Bell. The power of the Chaos Bell has been greatly improved. This time, Kunpeng will never escape."

"We also need to guard against sneak attacks by other gods." Di Jun reminded.

"They can't break the brother's Hetu Luoshu." Tai was very relieved about the strength of himself and Di Jun.

Also, they have helpers.

Kunpeng suddenly used Kun to devour the four seas, even though Hongyun was prepared, he couldn't stand it.

The time and space rules that devoured the world pulled the red cloud and quickly fell into the giant Kun's mouth.

Zhen Yuanzi shot in time, and Xian Yuan poured into the ground book tattoo on his arm.

The earth-yellow fetal membrane emerged, blocking the power of time and space that devoured the world and protecting the red cloud.