A "run".

Rahu cut through the space.

The desolate world, the long river of years have regressed into an afterimage behind him.

Four incomparably ancient Heavenly Dao killing weapons were added to help him open up a way to escape.

At this time, Rahu, who realized that everything was in disguise, had to run.

The saint was not injured.

Then they simply have the ability to fight with one.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Rahu slashed through everything with four swords.

In an instant, he almost escaped from the trillions of reincarnations and hid in the starry sky.

At this time, he didn't go to Gu Hongjun at all.

Death is coming, how can there be time to care about the already weak alliance comrades.

As long as he can run, Luo Hu also hopes that Hongjun can hold him up for more time.

Soon, however, Rahu shuddered.

He had escaped infinitely far away in more than ten breaths, almost approaching the end of the desolation, but his eyes still caught a glimpse of the young man on the top of the mountain not far away, and Hongjun beside him.

Hongjun is still the same angry roar, feeling extremely angry and desperate because he is already a saint but still has to calculate two quasi-saints.

"What's going on!!"

Rahu screamed in his heart.

He had clearly escaped trillions of miles in ten breaths just now, and fled to the starry sky, far away from reincarnation and this saint, how could his thoughts flash, but he was still in the same place.

Everything is as if nothing has changed.

If he hadn't known that he had indeed taken ten breaths, he would have thought it was a delusion.

He stood here from the beginning and never ran.

Rahu quickly understood something, so it was even more unspeakably shocking.

This is the realm of the Mixed Yuan Daluo, all time and space are immortal, compared to the quasi-saint energy traveling backwards, the true saints can permanently freeze the loss of the long river of time in their own time and space.

There is no past, no future.

The plane they are in.

The thought of a saint is eternal!

As for Rahu, who was formerly known as many innate gods and demons, he was not as ignorant of the Mixed Yuan Daluo realm as the Candle Dragon raised his eyebrows, so he was now very clear about what situation he was encountering.

"This is the saint's Da Luo eternity!"

Luo Hu's heart was sour and angry, but more helpless and unwilling!

He can't escape!

No matter how far he fled, he was under the nose of a saint.

Because the realm where the saint lives is an independent piece of eternity.

The river of the past and the future is cut off in these years.

Under the eternal realm of the saint's Daluo, he has lost the ability to escape into the past and the future.

The power of time is useless in front of the saints, how can we talk about the space of the eight desolations?

It's just a retrospective, nothing has changed in Rahu, no matter how far he runs, he has returned to reincarnation in the blink of an eye.

In reincarnation.

Hongjun, on the other hand, didn't realize what kind of difficulties and despair Luo Hu encountered when he escaped just now.

This is what he said about the saints, all under which are ants.

What the saint did, he, a quasi-saint, didn't feel it at all.

"You are not injured, why do you deliberately design to lure us here, with your saint respect, if you want to blow away the fog of time on us, it should be very easy, find the door to attack us, it is also a snap of your fingers, but you still have to play us like this, it is too deceitful!!"

Hongjun realized that this time he had reached the death point of hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, but he maintained the last shred of reason and dignity, and he was furious that a saint was still playing with them like this.

Killable, not humiliating!

The immortal Daoist stepped over, stepping on the years, looking at Hongjun, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth for his question: "The poor Dao has already said just now, it is reincarnation sanctification, but it is not the holiness of the poor Dao." ”

I heard the earth-shattering sentence of the Immortal Daoist.

It's not just Hongjun who was shocked, I don't know why.

Even Rahu, who tried to escape and was traced back to the point of origin, was greatly discolored.

What do you mean by this?

Wasn't he sanctified?

"You, not sanctified!!"

Hongjun hissed.

His tone was already hoarse.

Just listen.

"When the poor road met you, I already told you that the methods of others can only be used as reference and inspiration, and cannot be completely followed, otherwise, even if you catch up with the achievements of your predecessors, you will be limited in the future, and you will have no power to move forward."

The Immortal Daoist stood with his hands in his hands, closed his eyes and said slowly: "The twelve innate gods and demons in the chaos are all the transcendent existences of the Chaos Yuan Daluo, perhaps in the eyes of the desolate creatures, they have reached the extreme of cultivation, except for Pangu, the Hongmeng purple qi transformed by the Dao fruits of the other eleven Great Luo realms, as long as they can be refined by the method, they can become another Great Luo, but this is not something that the Poor Dao will do." ”

Hongjun's face was extremely ugly.

The things that the Immortal Daoist mentioned at this moment were also things that he once firmly believed.

In the process of immortality, he has always used this to comfort himself that immortality will not follow the path of others.

But the final facts......

The Immortal Daoist is indeed a huge amount of qi obtained through reincarnation, refining the Hongmeng purple qi obtained from Mount Meru.

No matter what he said at the beginning, in the end, he still refined Hongmeng Purple Qi and possessed the power of a saint, this is a fact.

The immortal Taoist said with a smile: "I have the reality of a saint, but I may not have the name of a saint." ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at this vast place of reincarnation, which was already self-evident.

Hongjun and Rahu understood at once.

They petrify and stay where they are.

I finally understood what Changsheng meant by reincarnation and sanctification.

Samsara sanctification.

It is the land of reincarnation that has the power of saints.

The Hongmeng purple qi merged into the black turntable.

"Poor Dao uses the method of incarnation to transform into reincarnation, and refines Hongmeng purple qi into the reincarnation seal with qi luck, so that Poor Dao has an alternative saint incarnation, with the power of a saint, but does not interfere with Poor Dao's own avenue."

To put it simply, the Immortal Daoist himself did not refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become holy.

It is to turn reincarnation into a holy realm.

This makes him even though he is not holy, but he is in the midst of reincarnation, and by virtue of the relationship between reincarnation and himself, the power he exerts is exactly the same as that of a saint.

This can be regarded as an answer to Hongjun's question, why do you have to deceive and lead them here when you are born into a saint, not to blow away the fog of quasi-saint years on their bodies with the power of saints, because the power of saints in the land of reincarnation cannot be taken out of the wilderness.

This is also the price of making the Dao of Reincarnation independent of the Dao of Heaven.

"Hehehehe...... What an immortal Dao person......"

Hongjun let out a cold laugh.

After laughing, he acted, not to escape, but to integrate the two corpses into his body in an instant, and the momentum on his body increased in an instant.

At another moment, the two treasures of the Creation Jade Disc and the Pangu Banner were also integrated into Hongjun's Dao body.

Then, the three thousand avenue methods in the Jade Disc of Creation and Transformation turned into countless symbolic villains, which were sprinkled on Hongjun himself like a rain of light, all of which were integrated into his body and increased his last strength.

"So far, even if I end up in this end, I will have to fight with you and get a peaceful result!"

Even though he knew that he would die, after untying the anger in his heart, Hongjun still chose to fight fearlessly.

His body fused with two corpses and two treasures, and in an instant, his fist blasted out and pierced the void between the underworlds and landed on the body of the Immortal Daoist.

Hongjun, who is as white as jade, punches and fuses him with all his heritage.

This fist is terrifying, infinitely close to a certain field.

And the Immortal Daoist didn't move from beginning to end, and he didn't raise his eyelids.

He didn't care when he watched the crazy actions of the Hongjun Daoist people dissolving the three corpses, merging into the Pangu Banner, creating the Jade Plate, and devouring the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Until the moment Hongjun's punch after the crazy outburst ignored time and space and landed on him, the immortal Daoist was always calm.

Because this punch fell on him.

Call~

It's like a wisp of wind.

To put it mildly, under Hongjun's fist, a quasi-saint like Luo Hu raised his eyebrows, but he couldn't bear it if he wanted to be instantly blasted out of his body and tear his soul apart, even if the three quasi-immortal emperors in the perfect world were in front.

With one punch, the world will rise and die.

But it passed through the immortal body plainly, without any waves.

It can't hurt Changsheng at all.

Then, the Immortal Daoist easily pointed out, this finger was like a Dao Ancestor igniting the universe, making it difficult for Hongjun, who contained incomparably terrifying power, to move, as if the desolate heaven and earth, the starry sky universe, all rotated with this finger.

The years have become illusory, and only the saint is eternal and true.

Poof!

Hongjun was speechless.

There was an extra hole in the center of his brow, and an infinite amount of light came out of it, and it kept flowing, as if it would never stop.

This is an eternal wound.

Seeing this scene, Rahu in the distance lost his mind.

The blow of Hongjun who gave up everything just now was replaced by his heyday, and he didn't dare to say that he could take it, but it was simply resolved by the immortal Taoist who didn't do anything, and then lightly pointed out a finger, which permanently pierced Hongjun's eyebrows.

With one easy finger, it will hurt Hongjun forever.

Next......

It's his turn!

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