Kunlun Mountain is covered in snow.

In the mountains, the future Sanqing practiced diligently in the mountains and comprehended the Hongmeng purple qi in their respective hands.

The more they realized, the more doubts they had in their minds.

How did Nuwa become holy with the help of Hongmeng Purple Qi?

They only saw chance in the Hongmeng purple qi, but did not see how to be holy.

The Hongjun saint didn't teach how to be holy!

"It's strange, there is only the opportunity to become a saint in Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it doesn't say how to become a saint, how did Nuwa become a saint?" Tongtian Daoist retreats and meditates, not knowing that his two senior brothers have Hongmeng purple qi.

Taishang and Yuan Shi were the same, they didn't know that the other party had Hongmeng purple qi, and they both retreated and meditated.

"The Hongjun Sage didn't teach either...... Could it be Lin Fan's senior? No way. Lin Fan's predecessors are only quasi-saints of the fifth level, how can they understand the method of sanctification? ”

Pressing on unrealistic thoughts, the people of the Heavenly Dao walked out of the retreat.

His practice had reached a bottleneck.

Out of the retreat place, the people of Tongtian Dao saw that Yuan Shi and Taishang also went out of the customs one after another.

"I've seen two senior brothers. The two senior brothers are out of the customs at this time, have they encountered a bottleneck in their cultivation? Tongtian asked.

Taishang nodded.

"The quasi-saint ninefold has encountered a bottleneck, and it is useless to go on in retreat. It seems that if you want to break through, you can only wait until after the third sermon. ”

"I'm also a quasi-saint ninefold." Yuan Shi replied.

"Maybe we don't have to wait for the third sermon, and it's good to go to Buzhou Mountain to see it."

"I think we'd better go into retreat. The cultivation is too fast, go out, I'm afraid we won't be able to go to Buzhou Mountain. "The Way to Heaven.

"The Hongjun Sage gave seven Hongmeng purple qi, but now only two have appeared. Our cultivation has improved too quickly, and if we go out and be seen, maybe they will suspect that Hongmeng Purple Qi is in our hands. ”

Sanqing glanced at each other, and they both saw the suspicion in each other's eyes.

"Shouldn't you have ...... too" Tongtian couldn't help but say when he saw this scene.

Taishang and Yuan Shi hesitated, but finally nodded.

"Nuwa, and us...... In this way, the remaining two Hongmeng purple qi are very likely to be in the hands of Zhun Ti and Jieyin.

"If that's the case, then Lin Fan is too terrible."

"Why do you say that?" Taishang and Yuan Shi looked at Tongtian in unison.

"You have forgotten that the first time we preached, we didn't have seats, who first brought out the futon? It's Lin Fan. He brought a futon for Nuwa, and we took it out. The futon that was allowed to be lifted and brought in was still borrowed from me. ”

Taishang and Yuan Shi heard Tongtian say this, thought about it carefully, and immediately gasped.

I didn't think there was anything at the time, but now that I look back, I find that Lin Fan already knew the opportunity to become a saint at that time.

"Is Lin Fan a saint?"

No one can answer.

......

The moon stars are scarce, and Tianjian Peak is shrouded in moonlight, and the moonlight is as clear as water.

Suddenly, the clear moonlight changed, like an enchantment, separating Tianjian Peak from the rest of the Buzhou Mountain boundary, and the clear moonlight was no longer like water, but like a frost blade.

The cold came, and the flowers and plants on Tianjian Peak were shrouded in frost.

Lin Fan stepped out and left the hut.

As soon as he walked out, the hut was flooded by frost and cold sword qi, turning into ice crystals and dissipating.

"Who!"

Lin Fan looked up and saw a figure as white as snow.

With white hair and a shawl, an old face, and a frost-white long knife in his hand, his strength is even more bizarre, unfathomable, and unfathomable, making it impossible to see clearly.

"Who are you? Looking for the Nuwa sage to ask about the path to sanctification? The Nuwa Sage is right next door, you're in the wrong place. ”

"I don't need the way of sanctification, I just need you to die and hand over everything you have! Kill! ”

The frost-white old man didn't give Lin Fan a chance to speak, and raised his knife to start killing.

"Saint soldier, saint-level strength?"

As soon as the frost-white long knife came into contact with the Blood Demon Sword, Lin Fan was surprised, and at the same time guessed the identity of the adult.

Except for the one in Zixiao Palace, who else could it be.

At this time, there were only two saints in the wilderness.

It can't be Nuwa, then it can only be the one in Zixiao Palace.

The force and intent of the knife made Lin Fan retreat again and again.

It should have been one step at a time, but Lin Fan withdrew at least ten steps, still within the range of Heavenly Sword Peak.

Heavenly Sword Peak is shrouded in an enchantment, forming a realm of its own, and the enchantment is not dispersed, no matter how far Lin Fan goes, he can't get out.

"Your cultivation is not a quasi-saint fivefold at all." The frost-white old man said, and slashed out again.

The sword suddenly appeared behind Lin Fan and slashed at Lin Fan's neck.

"I never said I was a quasi-saint fivefold. Saint-level power, I haven't encountered it for a long time, and you have caused me to reminisce. Lin Fan recalled, and the long sword was around to block the slashing knife.

His combat power increased rapidly, and he reached the half-step saint level in an instant.

When it is strong, it is strong!

When the frosty white old man heard this, his expression changed slightly.

"Memories? The first saint to appear in the flood wilderness is the Hongjun saint, where do you get your memories. Or are you one of the three thousand demon gods who were killed by Pangu when the heavens were opened? ”

Lin Fan admired the old man's brain.

Except for the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, don't you think of anything else?

Take Pangu, for example!

"No wonder I saw the shadow of the Open Heaven Axe in your swordsmanship, frozen for thousands of miles!"

The sword shines for thousands of miles, and the land of thousands of miles is full of swords.

The saint-level power poured out, bringing up the chaotic Gangfeng, and the Gangfeng passed, and everything turned to ashes.

This is the power of the wind, the power of destruction.

It's just the power of the wind, not the power of the sword.

The sword is shining, and the frost freezes and freezes everything.

Before the knife was near, Lin Fan seemed to feel that even his thoughts were frozen.

"Heavenly Sword Nine Tricks, Heaven Slashing Technique!"

The sword of heaven is out, and there is no regret with a sword.

The sword has Fallen Heart Flame attached to it.

The power of the heart blooms, burning through the chaos.

The sword slashed through the sky, and the wind brought up collided with the wind brought by the sword, and a terrifying explosion was heard.

Then there was a sword and a sword, cold and heat.

Rumble!

The impact spreads, and frost white and fiery red scatter.

Heavenly Sword Peak sank hundreds of zhang under the impact, the mountain rocks collapsed, and many strange flowers and plants in the mountain turned into powder under the impact of the energy.

"Blocked?!" The frost-white old man almost suspected that what he had seen was not Lin Fan, but a saint.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the frost-white old man would have almost suspected that Lin Fan in front of him was pretending to be a Nuwa saint.

"Xuan Bingjin!" Another slash out.

It's just that this time it's different, and at the same time as a slash, there is also a palm.

The palm brought out a cold current, and the cold current froze the entire Heavenly Sword Peak.

"Heavenly Sword Nine Tricks, Heaven-Shaking Tricks!"

Lin Fan appeared with the Taiyi Immortal Chaos Golden Body, slashing with a sword in one hand, immovable seal in one hand, and blasting out six reincarnation fists with the rest of his hands.

The six reincarnation fists blasted out, the terrifying fist intent spread, the fist intent passed, the frost and cold did not exist, and some were only destroyed.

Under his feet, the Heavenly Sword Peak cracked inch by inch under the fist intent.

Swords and swords, fists and palms, cold and hot blows, the Heavenly Sword Peak, which had been tempered by sword qi for a long time, couldn't bear it, and cracked and collapsed.

In an instant, with a bang, the 10,000-foot-tall Heavenly Sword Peak turned into broken rock and collapsed.

Lin Fan's hand was fast, and the moment the mountain collapsed, the chaos bell rang.

The bell swings the soul and breaks the golden body.

The old man was struck by the sound of the bell, as if nothing happened.

The old man blocked the impact of the Chaos Bell, but he did not block the bombardment of Lin Fan's thousand hands.

Thousands of hands bombarded the old man's body, but he saw that circles of light popped up on the old man's body, blocking the destructive power of the fist.

"Talisman?" Lin Fan urged the real force, and under the fist, the aperture kept flashing.

"You are indeed the reincarnation of the Chaos Demon God." The old man affirmed, and was about to fight back.

At this moment, Nuwa's voice came from outside the sky, penetrating the enchantment.

"Finally found you!"

It looked like a fun toy had been discovered.