Wu Meiniang is secretly competing with the Heavenly Court, to prove that the Immortal Alliance is definitely not the second Heavenly Court, but the power that can solve problems in real life, and it is an indispensable collective for everyone.

Only strength can let everyone know the value of the Immortal Alliance.

The Jade Emperor hoped that Heavenly Court would have the ability to compete with the Immortal League, but Heavenly Court's technology was backward and its concepts were outdated, so there was really no good way to do it except to ask the saint for help.

The monks originally thought that in the face of such a threat as the mist, the Immortal League would definitely be helpless, and in the end they could only ask the saint to come out, but they didn't expect the Immortal League to prove its excellent strength with its actions.

"I really didn't expect to have a countermeasure so quickly." The golden fox lady was also dumbfounded, with a lot of emotion in her heart, saying that the times have changed. This kind of major crisis that the gods have no way to do has been controlled. Although the fundamental problem has not yet been solved, scientists have proposed a solution, that is, to use ultra-compressed spirit absorption and the principle of osmosis to solve the problem.

It's too fast, is this the speed of the Immortal Alliance?

At this moment, Nuwa Niangniang was also a little dazed, because she also thought that this was another crisis response event that belonged to her. But this time, the performance of the Three Realms was very good, especially the Immortal Alliance, which was even more eye-catching.

"The power of the Three Realms has grown to the point where they can fight the crisis on their own." I don't know if it's loss or joy, Nuwa Niangniang's feelings are very complicated. It's as if his child has finally grown up and is about to spread his wings, and in the future, there will be less and less need for saints, and he can solve problems by himself.

Nuwa thought to herself, maybe it was because the creatures of the Three Realms were strong enough that they no longer needed saints, so they would choose one of the two. Merge or slash yourself, there is no option to stand still.

Lao Jun also looked for Nuwa, and also conveyed his premonition. Although there is no evidence, Nuwa knows that Lao Jun will not come out of nowhere, since he said it, then at some point in time in the future, the saint will inevitably face this choice. She was very grateful to Lao Jun for informing her in advance, which made her mentally prepared.

Nuwa may agree, although it is not an ideal choice, but she will definitely not back down.

"Mother, what the hell is going on with this dense fog, how can there be such a dangerous object for no reason?" Kazuzu doesn't understand, it's so good, how could such a crisis arise?

"It's not for nothing." Nuwa Niangniang said slowly, "The dense fog was originally a cloud, because the changes of millions of years finally broke out at this moment, and the hatred for the Three Realms continued to expand. ”

Kazuzu said she didn't understand.

"In fact, it was not six people who had the opportunity to be sanctified in the first place, but seven." Nuwa Niangniang talked about the past, and seven people obtained Hongmeng purple qi from Hongjun Ancestor.

It was the first time that He Ling knew that there was still a chance to become a saint, so she had to ask, "But there are only six saints in the Three Realms, what happened to the seventh?" ”

"He was killed by an immortal who coveted Hongmeng's purple qi." Nuwa said: "The source of the dense fog is the Falling Cloud Altar, which is the place where the original seventh saint, the Red Cloud Daoist, died. For millions of years, his soul did not disappear, but became more and more powerful because of the fusion with Hongmeng Purple Qi, and finally began to act after having the energy to annex the Three Realms. ”

"Why annex the Three Realms? How can you kill innocents indiscriminately? Although He Ling sympathized with the plight of the Red Cloud Dao people, he couldn't accept his behavior.

"Shura Warrior God"

"In the thick fog, there is only unwillingness, no empathy, and no compassion, so we can't ask for the dense fog with ordinary people's thoughts. The Red Cloud Dao man is dead, and the dense fog is not him. "Nuwa Niangniang knew very well that the dense fog was just a remnant of the Red Cloud Dao people after their deaths, and the original will of Red Cloud had long been shattered and died.

Kazuzu nodded, indicating understanding, the dense fog and the red cloud were not the same at all, and the red cloud was dead.

Hongyun died, and Yun Yao finally pieced together the whole picture of the fragments, which was the life of Hongyun Dao people. An immortal who had the opportunity to become a saint, but died in the end, that kind of grievance was too strong, and Yun Yao felt the same way.

She knew why she was hallucinating, because her current state was exactly the same as Hongyun, she had reached the last moment of sanctification, and victory was in sight, but those who traveled a hundred miles were half ninety, as long as they did not become holy, there was a possibility that their previous achievements would be lost.

"Understood, understood, fully understood." Yun Yao looked at the complete hallucination, and even said that he understood. If he falls one step away from sanctification, his resentment will definitely be deeper than that of Red Cloud, and he will definitely take revenge on the world because of his unwillingness. This is even worse than when the game is about to be cleared and the save file is broken.

It's just understanding is understanding, what is the purpose of these illusions? "Is it to remind me not to repeat the mistakes of the past? Or do you want to tell me something else? "Yun Yao thought to herself, what is the motivation for the hallucination? Is there a reason, or is it just a coincidence?

Although the situation of Yun Yao and the people of the Red Cloud Dao is somewhat similar, it is not enough to have a hallucination after millions of years to remind themselves.

"I've seen fellow Daoists." Just when Yun Yao was helpless in the face of the illusion, the illusion was integrated together, and it started to work like a program, and the hallucination picture was gentle and elegant, and the Red Cloud Dao person in a red robe actually spoke. The voice was calm, without a hint of excitement.

Obviously, there were still some fragments of the soul of the Red Cloud Dao people left in the hallucination, and now they were pieced together by Yun Yao.

"It's friendly." Yun Yao was a little dazed, because she was in a conversation that had traveled millions of years, she knew that the remnant soul in the illusion only remembered the events of millions of years ago, and he didn't know himself, but from the other party's gentle expression, she could see that he was a good person before he was born.

The remnant soul of Hongyun also knew that he was dead, and it was fate that he could be pieced together by Yun Yao. Although it was a remnant soul, he could also see that Yun Yao was exactly the same as he was back then, so he saluted again and said, "Congratulations to Daoyou on becoming holy." ”

"Thank you." Yun Yao still didn't understand the other party's purpose, could it be that everything was just a coincidence, so she asked, "I don't know why you appeared in front of me?" ”

"I don't know, I just remember that I was dead, and the remnants of my soul were constantly tortured, torn apart by my own unwillingness, and finally lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I saw Daoyou, and I think it's been a long time since then. Is it that the old saints have passed away and new ones are about to appear? Hongyun asked rhetorically.

"No, Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master, Nuwa Niangniang, Buddha Rulai, and Taoist guides, they are all still there. I just had the chance to become the seventh saint. Yun Yao said modestly.

The elegant and easy-going Hongyun felt that Yun Yao's personality was similar to herself, and maybe she started thinking again in order to fulfill the other party.

Hongyun is very aware of the difficulty of the road to holiness, the more he finally asks for luck, he himself is a little less lucky, he appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, and his last life is whimpering, and the path of thousands of years is lost. I don't have the luck to be sanctified, but the other party seems to have it, but there is still calamity.

"I am proficient in numerology and hexagrams, and I see that you still have calamities, since we are destined, it is better for me to entrust Hongmeng Purple Qi to you, so that you can survive the calamity and become holy in peace." Hongyun said.

Yun Yao's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect the other party to be so generous, this is the real 'people leave the bow, people get it', the immortals lose their purple qi, and the immortals get it. This amount of energy, Yun Yao still has to learn.

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