The Great Desolation: The Strongest Man Who Came Out of Hongmeng

"Boom!"

The sound of the bell rang through the heavens and the earth, and the gate of Zixiao Palace opened wide.

In Taicang Realm, Zhen Yuanzi listened to the bell of Zixiao Palace and said to Zhou Xian'er next to him: "Little Master, I should also go to Zixiao Palace with Hongyun, won't you go this time?"

"No, it's boring to go there."

Zhou Xian'er shook her head, admiring her nine-colored star river tree.

"Little Shishu, there is something I want to tell you. You didn't go to preach the last time, and the street guide took your seat."

Zhen Yuanzi said suddenly.

"That liar actually took my place!"

Zhou Xian'er suddenly reacted and said angrily.

"Yes, and Daoist Hongjun didn't stop him."

"If you don't go this time, I guess that seat is his."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and explained.

"Hmph, no, junior nephew, let's go to Zixiao Palace and call the fifth senior brother too!"

Zhou Xian'er immediately put away the nine-colored star river tree and prepared to go to Zixiao Palace with Zhen Yuanzi.

"Master, we are going to Zixiao Palace."

Zhou Xian'er was in a hurry, she pulled Zhen Yuanzi and ran out of Taicang Realm.

Seeing this, Dao Cang just shook his head slightly and didn't say anything more.

In the Zixiao Palace, Daoist Jie Yin stared straight at the futon and said, "Junior Brother, you said, that Zhou Xian'er shouldn't come this time, right?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, she didn't come last time. What's more, she is a young disciple of Tai Cang Sect. How can she care about this kind of saint preaching."

"Senior brother, sit down, I always feel that there is a chance here."

Daoist Zhunti waved his hand and explained.

"Okay, then sit down."

Daoist Receiver nodded and took Zhou Xian'er's seat directly.

"Liar, don't take my seat!"

After the receptionist sat down for a while, Zhou Xian'er's voice sounded.

"Zhou... Fellow Daoist Xian'er... why are you here?"

The Daoist Receiver was startled and jumped up from his seat in a hurry.

"Hmph, if I don't come, you will take my seat, and I won't give it to anyone!"

Zhou Xian'er snorted softly and said angrily.

Saying that, Zhou Xian'er took her seat directly.

"..."

The Daoist Receptionist could only hide to the side with a look of grievance.

Zhou Xian'er really couldn't afford to provoke him.

The ancestors of Tianxuan and Chaos only provoked a little, not only the primordial spirit would have to endure thousands of years of divine fire and die, but even the entire race was wiped out.

Under such circumstances, who would dare to provoke Zhou Xian'er?

Others were also silent and didn't dare to care about it at all.

Qing Di was sitting behind Zhou Xian'er with a calm expression on his face.

Today's Qing Emperor is already the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, and he will be promoted to Hunyuan Jinxian at any time.

And the three thousand red dust guests, the strongest now is only in the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Just in terms of the speed of cultivation, the Qing Emperor has already left them far away.

This is because Qingdi was born later than them.

If Emperor Qing had been born earlier, he would have been a golden immortal by now.

Sanqing, Dijun, Taiyi were even more surprised and their hearts were a little heavy.

Qingdi's speed is too fast.

Especially Sanqing, when they were Taiyi Jinxian, Qingdi had just transformed into a form, and his cultivation was not a Jinxian.

But now not only have they surpassed them, but they are also about to become Hunyuan Jinxian.

"How did this fellow cultivate in Taicangmen?"

"How come the disciples from Taicang Sect are more enchanting than each other!"

Di Jun and Tai were surprised and thought to themselves.

These people are all related to Qing Emperor, so the faster Qing Emperor improves, the more uneasy they will be.

Not long after, the eight-tone fairy music sounded, the rays of light lingered, the rays of light built bridges, and the light of fairy spirits was shrouded.

Daoist Hongjun came, full of majesty.

It's just that when he saw Zhou Xian'er and Qing Emperor, Daoist Hongjun's face froze.

"Why are these two disaster stars here again..."

Taoist Hongjun thought to himself.

It was only cleaned up by Dao Cang last time, and now the two disciples have come to Zixiao Palace again, are they trying to do something?

Afterwards, Daoist Hongjun cleaned up his mood and started his third preaching.

This third preaching mainly preached the way of sanctification.

Three thousand years of preaching, Daoist Hongjun taught the method of beheading three corpses.

Emperor Qing and Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help frowning when they heard the sanctification method taught by Hongjun.

As for Zhou Xian'er, no surprise, she was still sleeping.

The other Hongchen guests listened intently.

After the preaching, Daoist Hongjun suddenly opened his mouth and said, "This preaching is over, you may have questions."

"Ah? It's over?"

Zhou Xian'er also woke up because of this, rubbed her eyes, and muttered.

Daoist Hongjun twitched the corners of his eyes and did not speak.

"Master, is there a difference between what you said about this saint of the Tao of Heaven and the saint of Hunyuan?"

The old man said suddenly.

"The saint is the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is not a saint. The heavenly sage is the primordial spirit fused with the purple qi, entrusted in the void of heaven, and made holy by the power of heaven. Relatively speaking, it is much easier. Extinction, saints do not die."

"Comparing the two, which is stronger or weaker?"

"The sages of Hunyuan are strong, and the sages of Heavenly Dao are immortal. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages."

It was only then that everyone understood that the so-called saint of heaven is actually another shortcut to sanctification.

"I'm afraid it's not easy to be sanctified if you cut three corpses, right?"

Qingdi suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately turned their attention to Qingdi.

"Three corpses are cut out and entrusted with magical treasures. The magical treasures must be of the same origin, and the stronger the better. It must be innate spiritual treasures. There are not many magical treasures with the same origin."

"Besides, the last method of combining three corpses into one, even you said it vaguely, so that people can comprehend it for themselves, I am afraid that in the end, after the three corpses can truly be combined into one, I am afraid that there will be none. "

Qingdi's words shocked everyone.

Daoist Hongjun's face sank, and his heart was full of anger. Is this guy here to smash the scene?

"Even so, as long as there is the foundation of the Dao, even if the three corpses cannot be united, you can use the foundation of the Dao to be sanctified. This is an opportunity for sanctification."

"Master, what is the opportunity for sanctification?"

The old man was moved and asked.

"On top of this futon!"

Daoist Hongjun said slowly.

Hearing this, the expressions of the others suddenly changed slightly, but they didn't expect that this futon was actually related to the opportunity of sanctification.

Afterwards, Taoist Hongjun took out seven Hongmeng purple qi and said, "This is the foundation of the Dao. With this thing, you can become holy!"

For a time, everyone stared at the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Hongjun's hands.

Afterwards, Taoist Hongjun distributed the six paths of Hongmeng purple energy to the six people on the six futons, and the last one fell into the hands of Hongyun.

"It looks exactly the same."

"It's nothing special."

Zhou Xian'er looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi in her hands and muttered.

"This is an opportunity for sanctification, and it is impossible to find."

Yuan Shi felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and directly retorted.

"This kind of shit, we have it."

Zhou Xian'er pouted, and directly took out the three primordial purple qi that had been walking in the Taicang Realm.

"Three Ways!"

Seeing the Primordial Violet Qi in Zhou Xian'er's hands, everyone suddenly became uneasy.