804, the first saint of the flood famine

In an instant, in the midst of the chaos, hundreds of giant mushroom clouds appeared, and Hongjun's primordial spirit let out a hysterical roar.

Chu Feng looked at this rare scene for tens of thousands of years, and his heart did not fluctuate. The two of them had a grudge before, and they both wanted to be Dao ancestors, and it was bound to be a situation where the two tigers would compete in the future, and it was inevitable to strike first.

After a hundred breaths, the center of the explosion shone seven purple rays of light like a giant purple star.

"Hongmeng Purple Air"

Chu Feng was overjoyed, he wanted to go over and snatch it, worried that Hongjun was not dead, so he made a sneak attack, and sacrificed the Chaos Bell to protect the Yuan Shen before flying over.

As expected, the explosion just now did not kill the broken creation jade disc to protect Hongjun.

"It's you again, die"

Hongjun struck a blow with hatred.

Originally, the hardness of the Broken Creation Jade Disc was one grade higher than that of the Broken Chaos Bell, but the explosion just now severely damaged the Creation Jade Disc and greatly reduced its power.

After the collision, although a huge fluctuation broke out, it did not hurt Chu Feng in the slightest.

"Not good, Hongmeng Purple Qi"

Hongjun found out that Chu Feng was going to rob him of Hongmeng Purple Qi and hurriedly stopped it.

Chu Feng arrived first, grabbed the three Hongmeng purple qi, and when he was about to grab the fourth, Hongjun rushed over.

The two control Arcana and collide again at the Chaos Clock.

The huge fluctuations shook the chaos, and many creatures who were born in the chaos fled to all directions.

"Fuck off"

Chu Feng crashed into Hongjun and successfully grabbed the fourth Hongmeng Purple Qi.

The remaining three Hongmeng purple qi were recovered by Hongjun with a jade disc of creation.

Chu Feng sighed and left decisively.

After a while, in the vast chaos, Hongjun's roar sounded.

Hongmeng purple qi is the natural manifestation of heaven and earth induction, just a wisp, can make no Taoist and practice of the spirit of the infinite life, and have an immortal body, over time, may not be unable to practice, so it is also called the foundation of the avenue.

On an inconspicuous hill in the Honghuang Continent, Chu Feng closed his eyes and comprehended the Great Dao Law contained in the four Hongmeng purple qis, motionless, one station is ten thousand years.

"That's it"

Chu Feng took out a Hongmeng purple qi.

In the desolate world, there are three ways to sanctification, and Pangu has tried and failed.

The second type, beheading three corpses, was originally the only one who really did it, Hongjun should not have recovered at this moment, even if Hongmeng purple qi is in hand, now sanctification is also a luxury.

The third type, merit sanctification, merit sanctification, only two corpses are beheaded, and it is a saint who has dropped a grade slightly.

Chu Feng, whose conditions are so good, naturally will not choose.

"Host, you need an innate spirit treasure to cut three corpses, the broken chaos clock you hold is not from this world, and it has been broken, and the inner law is incomplete, which is not enough to be used as sustenance."

The system's voice suddenly sounded.

"Then grab one"

Chu Feng's gaze turned to Chaos.

……

In the endless chaos, the wind is howling, and there is no trace of a living creature within hundreds of billions and trillions of miles.

A chaotic divine land suddenly exploded, and a man with loose hair and full of wildness flew out with a simple bell in his arms.

"Ahh

The innate deity roared and announced his birth.

"From today on, my name is Donghuang Taiyi"

The man glanced at the Flood Desolate Continent with a firm gaze.

At the same time, a divine soil on the Sun Star exploded, and another innate god was born.

Donghuang Taiyi's heart moved, and he was about to go over to check.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay"

Chu Feng, who was dressed in a blue robe, walked out of the Chaos Bell with a smile.

Donghuang Taiyi was originally naked, but when he saw the clothes Chu Feng was wearing, he was stunned for a moment, and then he changed into a blue robe for himself by drawing a gourd.

People in the modern world, if they see this scene, they will probably think that the two of them are Taoist priests who came out of that Taoist temple.

"Fellow Daoist, the treasure in your hand is related to me"

Chu Feng said the prelude lines of the treasure robbery on the rotten street in the future seriously.

Possessiveness is one of the nature of animals, and the newly born Eastern Emperor Taiyi hurriedly received the Chaos Bell into his body.

Chu Feng, who was bound to win the Chaos Bell, sighed and said: "The treasures are virtuous, and the cultivation of Taoist friends is low, obviously a person without virtue, consciously offer the treasures, so as not to hurt the harmony!" ”

Although Donghuang Taiyi was afraid of Chu Feng, he still stubbornly refused to hand over the Chaos Bell.

I can't talk about it, I can only fight!

One by one, the little monks who had just been born and were not even Da Luo Jin Immortals, how could they be the opponents of Chu Feng, a powerful existence that was almost a half-saint.

In the chaos, the one-sided beating lasted for seven days and seven nights.

The fragmented Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had been beaten many times, had no choice but to hand over the Chaos Bell.

After receiving the Chaos Bell, Chu Feng patted Donghuang Taiyi's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Find a place to cultivate well, and when your cultivation is raised, you will also become a virtuous person." ”

Donghuangtai's eyes were intertwined with unwillingness and ferocity.

Chu Feng immediately made up the picture of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi killing people and seizing treasures on the Honghuang Road, and also accused others of not being virtuous.

"Today's events have been written down by the poor way"

Donghuang Taiyi put aside a cruel sentence, turned into a streamer, and escaped into the Flood Continent.

Chu Feng took the intact Chaos Bell to the depths of Chaos, the location of the space-time rift.

When the Chaos Bell needed to behead the three corpses is in hand, it is just a powerful body away.

Before opening the sky, he received the Chaos God and Demon Body of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, which came in handy at this time.

Of course, in order to avoid attracting the Thunder Tribulation again, the physical body of this Chaos God and Demon had to be weakened.

Entering the space-time rift, Chu Feng took out the Chaos God and Demon Body of Demon Ancestor Luo Hu and used the powerful power of the Yuan Shen to refine it.

The huge body, which was originally 80,000 zhang, was constantly squeezed and reduced by the great force from outside.

One year, two years, time is like waste paper in the flood.

More than 100 years have passed, and the body of 80,000 zhang has become a person of one meter eight, and his appearance is exactly the same as that of Chu Feng before.

"Okay"

Chu Feng entered the physical body, the primordial spirit and the physical body were one, and the surging mana that was surging to the extreme was intensely filled with perception.

A tentative step out of the rift in time and space, half a sound passed, and no thunder tribulation appeared.

Walking out completely, Chu Feng stretched lazily.

"Host, you can behead three corpses"

System alerts.

Chu Feng snorted, stepped out, appeared in the depths of chaos, and spent thousands of years refining the chaos bell before officially beheading the three corpses.

Cutting three corpses is actually cutting three obsessions, as a person who kills decisively, Chu Feng easily cut out the evil corpses.

The second step of the good corpse, Chu Feng tried dozens of times but was unsuccessful.

"The host, I really can't make merit and sanctification"

The system suggested.

"No, the poor road will definitely be able to cut out the good corpse"

Chu Feng directly refused.

Jokes, merit sanctification, also called saints.

The saints are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the first class is naturally the original Hongjun kind of beheading three corpses, the second class is the original Sanqing, accounting for two corpses, and the third class is Nuwa, who is known as the weakest saint, only accounting for one corpse.

He has such a big advantage, taking the path of Nuwa, letting Hongjun know, not laughing to death.