"The Emperor of Heaven cherishes, I'll wait. ”

Thousands of words can only gather these eight words, Shen Gongbao's face is pale, as if he has aged a lot in an instant, he beckoned the sectarian immortals, set up auspicious clouds and headed towards the lower realm, as if this farewell may not be seen again.

"Your Majesty, if you want to keep them, they may not really leave. Tai Bai Xing sighed.

Obviously, in the past 100,000 years, the Sect Interception Sect Immortals have great respect for Ye Xuan in their hearts, if there is no Ye Xuan Sect Interception, it is impossible to rise again, this difference is not what they think in their hearts, if Ye Xuan really opens his mouth to stay, maybe he can really let half of them stay in Heavenly Court.

"When you think of it, thousands of rivers and mountains have love, and when you think about it, you have no heart in the vicissitudes of life. ”

"Fate arises and fate gathers, fate disappears and fate disperses, so let all this go away with the wind. ”

Ye Xuan muttered to himself, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart, a breeze blew and his hair fluttered in the wind, and he also suddenly turned around at this moment and went back alone.

Bullfighting Palace!

The palace gate is closed, there is no one for thousands of miles, with the Bullfighting Palace as the center, there is no one within 10,000 miles, just because Ye Xuan issued a decree, he wants to retreat for a period of time, and no one is allowed to disturb him.

Inside the Palace of Bullfighting.

The palace was roofless, the stars were all over the sky, and wisps of starlight fell on Ye Xuan's body, making him look immaculate, giving people an ethereal temperament.

Airplanes!

The chaotic mist, sealing the sky and locking the earth, Ye Xuan was pinching the law with both hands, directly covering the entire bullfighting palace within a radius of thousands of miles, and there would not be the slightest breath flowing out.

When Ye Xuan did all this, he sat cross-legged in the bullfighting palace, and when he waved with his palm, Hongmeng purple qi appeared in his hand, which also made him look at this thing.

The key to sanctification, the quasi-saint covets.

If there is anything in heaven and earth that can make the quasi-saint sacrifice forget life and death, then Hongmeng Purple Qi is definitely the first, and there is nothing that can compare with it.

Hongmeng purple qi floated and sank in Ye Xuan's palm, blooming with faint purple light, and wisps of Dao were circulating in it, giving people a mysterious and hazy feeling.

But no matter how Ye Xuan perceived the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his hand, he didn't feel any difference in the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and only the aura in it was obscure, which always gave him a strange feeling.

"Knot!"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan pinched the law with both hands, and a bit of chaotic mist grew at his fingertips, directly hitting the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which also instantly caused the Hongmeng Purple Qi to undergo extremely strange changes.

Airplanes!

The void swayed, the waves said, the Hongmeng purple qi was rolling, and it gradually became hazy, until the Hongmeng purple qi turned into immortal texts, jumping directly in the void.

"Heavenly Dao Laws?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Xuan's face was stunned, and he muttered to himself, but before he came back to his senses, he saw that these immortal texts instantly shot towards his eyebrows, and they merged into his eyebrows in an instant.

Thundered!

Extremely strange things happened, when these immortal texts merged into Ye Xuan's eyebrows, the immortal true spirit in his sea of consciousness turned violently, and these immortal texts were all covered on his immortal true spirit, which made his body undergo extremely terrifying changes.

A ray of holy light diffused from his body, and this holy light purple qi was majestic, gradually covering his body, but in three breaths, he was completely submerged in the purple holy light.

A wisp of holy power rippled out from Ye Xuan's body, and the laws of heaven and earth in the void were all suppressed, and an extremely terrifying momentum also burst out from Ye Xuan's body, as if at this moment he had turned into a saint, with the supreme holy power that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth.

I don't dare to imagine, and it is hard to imagine that Hongmeng Purple Qi seems to have turned Ye Xuan into a saint, and it has given him the supreme majesty that is not inferior to that of the six saints, just the leakage of breath, and the time and space of this heaven and earth seem to be slightly distorted. Books.com

At the same time.

Ye Xuan's consciousness fell into a mysterious space, and when he opened his eyes, all he saw was Heavenly Dao Immortal Script, although he didn't know this kind of text, but he could understand the meaning.

The heavens chanted, the laws shook, and the deafening sound of the Heavenly Dao echoed in Ye Xuan's ears, making his eyes slightly dull, and he didn't slow down for half a while.

"Re-establish heaven and earth, and let them be holy. ”

Like a morning bell and a dusk drum, like a thunderclap, a deafening sound came from this purple space, which also instantly made Ye Xuan wake up.

"Who's talking?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he kept looking around at this purple space, but there was nothing around him, there were no living beings at all, only a large number of Heavenly Dao Immortal Texts lingering around him.

"Heavenly Dao Thunder, the road to sanctification?"

Ye Xuan muttered to himself, and gradually calmed down, as if he understood where he was.

This should be the space of Hongmeng Purple Qi, which contains the Heavenly Dao Immortal Text, as if to explain the true meaning of sanctification, which is mysterious and mysterious, but it makes people feel that the road to sanctification is ahead.

"Huh?"

"My cultivation?"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan looked at himself, and he found that he was blooming with a touch of holy light, which was extremely similar to the holy light on the Tongtian Sect Master and Nuwa.

Thundered!

Thousands of ancient thunders, the heavens and the holy power, Ye Xuan only felt that his cultivation was actually climbing day by day, but in just a few breaths, he actually entered an extremely terrifying realm.

Power, endless power, power that can break everything!

Never, never before, Ye Xuan had never felt that he was so powerful that he was terrified of himself.

Boom!

Ye Xuan's five fingers were closed, and this time and space were instantly pinched and exploded in his hand, and the immortal true spirit had already turned into a villain, as if it was the legendary holy soul, and it was also something that only a saint could have.

"Saint, this is the realm of saints?"

Ye Xuan was completely stunned, he was trembling and muttering, he was sure that he was already in the realm of a saint at this moment, because he felt the great power of the Heavenly Dao blessing on him, as if everything in heaven and earth could be buried between his thoughts.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. ”

"How could Hongmeng Purple Qi directly let me step into the Holy Realm?" Ye Xuan was trembling and roaring, and his eyes showed an extremely panicked look.

"No, it's fake, everything is fake. ”

Ye Xuan was not confused by the power he possessed, he was roaring loudly, and his eyes were blood-red looking around this mysterious space.

He clearly knew that at this moment, his consciousness only appeared in the Hongmeng space, and his physical body was still in the Bullfighting Palace, and it was impossible for him to become a saint so easily.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ye Xuan kept admonishing himself to calm down, and then sat in the Hongmeng space, constantly thinking about why he had such a terrifying change.

After a full stick of incense, Ye Xuan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, the expression on his face became calm, and a wisp of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.