This thing is destined to me, and this may be the most popular sentence on the prehistoric land. Zhunti's shamelessness can be seen through with just this sentence. Under the illumination of Hongmeng Zhong Hongmeng's aura, this shameless guy did not radiate too much and fell down. It can be seen that this gentleman is indeed thick-skinned.

At this moment, Cunti was holding a twelfth-grade golden lotus on his head and went straight up, rushing towards Houtu, who was about to become a saint. Houtu was at a critical moment, and if he was not careful, he would fail. Using the twelfth-grade golden lotus to collect the Hongmeng purple qi is also a perfect move. If he could take down this Hongmeng purple qi, it would be worth it to lose the luck of the six paths of reincarnation and be injured.

Unfortunately, Hongmeng purple qi can be said to be a good thing in the prehistoric world that is priceless. If you want it, others want it too. Although I am too fond of love, I may not be jealous when I see this thing, and Yuanshi even wants to take it for himself. So if he wants to succeed, it is still a long way to go.

The twelfth-grade golden lotus had just flashed and encountered the Pangu Banner. Yuanshi roared angrily: "Thief, how dare you, this Nine Nether Blood Sea is my east, how can you and the Westerners go wild here!"

However, Yuanshi had a loud thunder and a small raindrop. The Pangu Banner did not have much power. The power depends on me. I really can do it. The green man in blue robbered directly on Zhunti. Zhunti only cared about Yuanshi. Without any defense, Zhunti screamed and immediately fell into the sea of ​​blood.

Even the twelve-grade golden lotus on his head did not end well, and fell directly into the sea of ​​blood, giving the Styx a chance to take advantage of it, and instantly putting the twelve-grade golden lotus into his palace. In the sea of ​​blood, the Styx is not afraid of it. Not to mention Cundi, who has the Seven Treasures, even if there is one, he will not be able to do anything to the Styx arising from it.

The 120,000 blood god sons of the Styx River may not be able to fight, but saving lives is absolutely true. The Sea of ​​Blood is immortal, and the River of Styx River is not dead. As long as you do not leak the Sea of ​​Blood, you will almost never kill the Styx River. But it is not easy to destroy the Sea of ​​Blood. The Sea of ​​Blood is the remains of the great god Pangu. Even if it is transformed from the dirty blood in the abdomen, it is still the body of the great god Pangu.

To destroy the blood sea, you have to take the cause and effect with Pangu. Although Pangu has passed away, even Hongjun dares not easily have cause and effect with Pangu. Moreover, the Styx created the Asura clan, and there is a position in the six realms of reincarnation. Can the Heavenly Dao allow it to be destroyed?

So although the Styx is not a saint, he has a clear mind. The poor Cundi is a chicken that can steal rice without losing it, and there is no place to complain.

It was Yuanshi and Laozi who looked at each other and headed straight for Houtu. At this moment, the three flowers on the top of Houtu had appeared, and the purple air of Hongmeng kept circling on Houtu head. It was almost together with the golden light of merit. It was obvious that Houtu became a saint, and time was too late, so Laozi and Yuanshi could not deprive the golden light of merit on Houtu head.

However, it cannot be deprived of it, which does not mean that it does not have strength. The golden light of merit is still falling continuously. Houtu realizes that all sentient beings are suffering and creates the six realms of reincarnation. That is great merit, and naturally the merits from heaven are falling continuously. However, Yuanshi and Lao Tzu have to resist the destiny of heaven.

The Pangu Banner and Tai Chi Diagram both opened and directly covered Houtu. A series of golden lights emanated from the two holy objects, and the round and jade smoothness directly blocked Houtu's merit golden light. Houtu frowned at this moment, and still realized the true meaning of Tao. It would be difficult to be interrupted like this. He wanted to resist, but he had no means of any means.

However, the golden light of merit is a merit from heaven. It is a joke to resist the laws of heaven with the power of two saints. Originally, Yuanshi and I were thinking very well, but thought to myself: If the golden light of merit is not allowed to continue to fall, Houtu will definitely not become a saint. It would be easy to make the Hongmeng purple aura at that time.

But they still underestimated the power of the way of heaven. All the ways of heaven are ants. Even saints are not just larger ants, and there is no difference. From afar, a cold smile came over and said, "Ants are ants, why do you want to shake the sky!"

Yuanshi and I were so familiar with this voice. It was Qingyang Taoist Zun, and it was Chen Yuyang's voice. With a mockery, Chen Yuyang understood very well that these two people could not compete with the way of heaven. Looking at the beads of sweat flowing down their foreheads, they naturally sighed, but this sigh made Yuanshi and I feel a little ashamed.

The result of being ashamed of being ashamed, that is, being at a loss. In this case, the chance of winning that was originally a 37-7-7-7 suddenly turned into a 19-9-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7

If you are backfired by the golden light of merit, the consequences will be quite serious.

However, just when Houtu was feeling uncomfortable and I was not feeling well, a golden light flashed in the sea of ​​blood. Zhunti's shameless face and half of the disabled had emerged from the sea of ​​blood. The two of them held the demon-subduing pestle at the same time, and with a bang, they said hysterically: "I Yuanshi, go and die!"

This was amazing. Although the two disabled people were disabled, the power of the two disabled people was much stronger than a complete saint. I saw dirty blood everywhere in the sea of ​​blood, one wave higher than the other, almost submerging Yuanshi and I. At this moment, Chen Yuyang was watching and smiling.

While knocking on the pine nut, he watched this shocking and terrifying performance. But he always held the sword of heavenly punishment in his hand, just in case. Once there was a mistake, the whole game would be no longer planned. However, while Chen Yuyang was watching, he was still looking at the sky with his eyes reaching the sky.

Chen Yuyang thought badly: "Old Hongjun, I don't think you're out yet? Your disciples have already killed each other just for a Hongmeng purple aura. It's really boring, very boring!"

As expected, as soon as Chen Yuyang's heart fell, a purple light suddenly enveloped all the saints in the sea of ​​Nine Nether Blood. Hongjun angrily scolded: "What do you want to be evil?"

Not only did he say a sound, it was also a deafening feeling. Suddenly, the entire sea of ​​blood calmed down again, and I was rescued and stood on both sides of Hongjun. The injuries on both sides of Zhunti Jieyan were almost healed, but the golden light of merit fell on Houtu's head.

Suddenly he mixed with the Hongmeng purple aura. Houtu's bright eyes flashed, opened, and shot out two golden lights. For a moment, above the Nine Nether Blood Sea, there was a saint majesty everywhere, and another saint was saint. Houtu opened his eyes and saw Hongjun with a smile on his face and immediately stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Daozu!"
Chapter completed!