"Broken!"

A red hydrangea smashed down, smashed through the barrier, and smashed straight into the head of the frost-white old man.

"Sage Nuwa, do you know that he is the Chaos Demon God? If you don't kill him, he will destroy the entire desolate world. ”

The old man retreated as he spoke, got rid of Lin Fan's entanglement, and crashed directly into the spatial turbulence.

"I think you're more like the Chaos God." Nuwa sneered, seeing the demonic aura in the old man's moves.

"Senior Lin Fan, who is that old man?"

"Sage."

"The one from Zixiao Palace?" Nuwa asked.

Lin Fan nodded.

"Then I won't go for the third sermon."

"But I'll go!"

"Then I'll go too." Nuwa said.

The attack passed.

Lin Fan didn't say anything about the investigation, and Nuwa didn't say anything, but just said to Lin Fan, if Lin Fan needed it, she could take action at any time.

She waited and waited, left and right, and waited until Lin Fan asked her to make a move.

After waiting for a bit of a long time, Nuwa began to run to Lin Fan and ask why he didn't kill him.

Lin Fan's answer was to kill after fattening.

At this time, Nuwa always nodded as if she didn't understand.

Time passed, hundreds of years passed, and the third sermon finally arrived.

The powerhouses in the flood wilderness who had the ability to fly to Zixiao Palace all flew to Zixiao Palace.

For a time, the starry sky of the universe was full of strong people.

The flesh crosses the starry sky and falls the stars, and there are also strong people who fall among the stars.

For example, the pig-headed quasi-saint of the Heavenly Emperor Emperor Jun's henchman was discovered, and his body fell on a solar star that emitted high temperatures.

The high temperature of the star itself, the roasted pig's head quasi-saint is full of fat crackling oil, and the aroma can be smelled from afar.

"Senior Lin Fan, there is a pig there, it is so fragrant."

Nuwa appeared in the multidimensional space, and the quasi-saint-level powerhouses nearby could not see Nuwa or hear Nuwa's voice.

At this time, Nuwa was not in the same space as them.

Lin Fan followed Nuwa's line of sight and saw a familiar pig, and immediately knew that after Dijun's power was stable, he finally couldn't help but make a move.

The origin of everything began with a wedding banquet of the Phoenix Ancestor.

Knowing that Di Jun wore an environmentally friendly hat, there were fewer strong men at this time, and there was no record in the official history of the Heavenly Court and the wild history that Di Jun once had a wife named Yan Xiang.

"Brother Pig is the god general of the heavenly court, which strong man made it. Moving the Heavenly Court God will be tantamount to opposing the Heavenly Court. ”

Fu Xi looked at the pig-headed quasi-saint corpse and said.

"Who knows. Maybe it was the hand of Heavenly Court's own people. Lin Fan shrugged.

The three of them came to Zixiao Palace.

The palace gate is still closed, and the palace is full of strong people.

When Lin Fan and the three arrived, all the powerhouses turned their eyes over.

"Why is the Nuwa Sage here too?"

"Do saints still need to hear the way of sanctification?"

The discussion sounded, and the appearance of Nuwa surprised the strong people.

The Zixiao Palace was opened, and all the strong people entered the Zixiao Palace one after another.

As in the usual two sermons, there were fewer people and more new faces.

"Hey, where is the Red Cloud Ancestor?" Nuwa didn't see Hongyun Laozi and asked Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi's strong man said with grief in his heart: "Red Cloud Daoist has fallen. ”

"How did it fall?" Nuwa asked.

She has been in the mountains, has not left much, and does not know much about the news outside.

"Hongyun Daoist was lucky enough to get a Hongmeng purple qi, and when the news spread, he was beaten to death by a group of quasi-saints, and his body was gone. I don't know who the Hongmeng purple qi has fallen. It is rumored that that Hongmeng purple qi was split into eight. ”

Zhen Yuanzi said, talking about the fall of his friend Hongyun, grief flashed in his heart.

"Hehe, Hongyun doesn't know the timing, and it should fall. If it weren't for him, Hongmeng Purple Qi would have fallen into my hands long ago. At that time, I was only one step away from Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it was the red cloud that prevented me from this step, and I deserved to fall. Kunpeng's cold voice came from the side.

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly when he heard this.

"Red Cloud is not good, and you can't blame me if it falls."

Kunpeng continued to sneer.

"Zhen Yuanzi, if you want to stand up for Hongyun, I don't mind a few more souls under the Kunpeng sword."

Zhen Yuanzi glared at Kunpeng, but stopped moving.

He has a friendship with the Red Cloud Ancestor, but the friendship has not yet reappeared to the point of offending the demon master Kunpeng.

Kunpeng is a Heavenly Court Demon Master, and if you want to move Kunpeng, you should first consider whether you can beat Heavenly Court.

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi didn't move, Kunpeng stopped provoking, closed his eyes and stared, waiting for the Hongjun Sage to appear.

The nine-fold clouds in the hall reappeared, and the Hongjun saint was high above the nine-fold clouds.

"This is the third sermon, and the last sermon I preached, on the word of sanctification. How much can you comprehend! Here, I will first select six disciples who can be inherited by me. After this sermon, I will live in seclusion and no longer bother with the desolation. ”

Hearing that the sage Hongjun was going to retire after preaching, the strong people in the hall were in an uproar, and it took a long time to accept this fact.

"Dare to ask the saint, which are the six disciples selected?"

The Hongjun Sage looked at Nuwa.

Nuwa had heard him preach twice, this time for the third time, and she was half a teacher, and she was half a disciple of him.

"There are three named disciples, namely Nuwa, Zhun Ti, and Jieyin, and three official disciples, namely Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian."

The hall exploded.

The strong people almost didn't ask why there was no me.

There are also many strong people who pay attention to Lin Fan, because it was Lin Fan who took out the futon first.

Kunpeng, who was sitting behind Zhun Ti and the receiver, clenched his teeth.

He's just one step away.

One step away is the end of the world.

When Zhun Ti and Ji Yin heard the news, although they had been mentally prepared for a long time, they were still stunned.

"Hongmeng purple qi is on them." A group of strong people realized it later.

"Silence!"

The sage's coercion spread, and the hall was silent.

"The third sermon begins."

The strong people hurriedly listened, although the way of sanctification, many strong people will not need it in their lifetime.

How many saints are there in the wilderness?

Even if it is the way of quasi-holiness, it may not be possible for everyone.

Having quasi-holy exercises does not mean that you can practice to quasi-saints.

Talent, chance, and luck are all indispensable!

When the Hongjun sage preached, the Tao sounded, talking about the avenue of heaven and earth, the way of sanctification.

Everyone listened fascinated, but few people could understand.

I can't cultivate it, and I just see flowers in the fog when I hear it.

The weaker the cultivation, the farther it can see, and the more difficult it is to distinguish.

Time passes in the sermon.

This time, the Hongjun sage only spoke for three years.

Three years later, the Hongjun sage finished preaching.

"Dare to ask the saint, can you be holy without Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

There is a quasi-saint who asks Hongjun.

"Difficult!" What Hongjun Daoist said was difficult, but it was able to listen to the ears of the strong.

The confidence of the strong men was greatly increased, and they asked some questions.

The Hongjun saints patiently answered their questions one by one.

After the Hongjun Sage finished answering, the powerhouses found that they were no longer in Zixiao Palace.

"Congratulations to Dao Ancestor!" Everyone saluted in the direction of Zixiao Palace.

"What about them?"

After the salute, there was a strong man with good eyesight and found that the six saints were not here.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Daozu brought the six saints to the Fenbao Cliff to divide the treasure.

"Those who are destined to get the magic weapon will get it less than three at most." Hongjun Daozu reminded.

The Six Sages choose the magic weapon.

After the treasure was divided, the six people were also removed from Zixiao Palace.

"Don't come to me if you don't become holy!"

Hongjun Daozu's voice came from the starry sky, and he couldn't tell which direction it came from.

"Obey the teacher's orders!" Sanqing and the two saints of the West said respectfully.

Nuwa said that there was no pressure, because she was originally a saint.

"Haha, sister is a saint, the first to become holy, you all have to call me senior sister." Nuwa clenched her little fists and looked at Sanqing and them eagerly.

The sage's coercion spread, and Sanqing made it difficult for them to move, and even their thoughts were about to fall into a standstill under the coercion.

"What are the consequences of not calling it?" Zhun Ti asked cautiously.

Nuwa didn't say a word, and directly picked up Zhun Ti and beat him violently.

Quasi-cultivation is not more than the quasi-saint ninefold, how can he be the opponent of a saint.

Even if the golden body of Zhang Liu appeared, the eight-armed saint soldiers and quasi-saint soldiers could not stop the small fists that Nuwa slapped down.

And the lead also suffered.

The six pure bamboos of the innate treasure were eclipsed by the power of the sage.

The innate treasure with the control of a saint is the strongest, and without the control of a saint, the innate treasure is equivalent to a quasi-saint soldier with stronger power.

Neither in power nor hardness can be compared to the Holy Soldier.

Nuwa's fist fell, and suddenly, a head full of bags appeared on the heads of the future two saints of the West, which was in line with the image of the Buddha in later generations.

"Senior sister, don't fight, junior brother knows it's wrong." Zhun Ti decisively put down his dignity.

"What about you?" Nuwa smiled and looked at Sanqing.

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