The Xuanhuang Qi rose from the ground, like a pillar of heaven towering over the desolate land.

Haotian clearly felt that the luck of the Heavenly Court was passing, and the Heavenly Emperor Fruit Position, which belonged to him, was much weaker.

"How so?"

Haotian roared loudly, and his heart was furious.

When Xuanyuan preached the emperor, he was angry with the emperor's anger that the other party was carrying.

Over the years, although the plan to seal the gods has failed, and even the position of the righteous god of the heavenly court has been stolen by Shui Yuan, the luck of the heavenly court has still increased a lot compared to the past.

Especially his earlier plan for the human race, the harvest is still very good.

But just now, all of what he had done to the human race had passed, and there was even a little backlash.

Heavenly Court's luck has been greatly reduced, and the Heavenly Emperor's fruit position exists in name only.

Even in the face of the Heavenly Court God being taken away by Shui Yuan, Haotian was not so angry.

Although they occupied the divine position and divided a lot of the luck of the Heavenly Court, the return of the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods to the Heavenly Court still had some benefits, but the big head was taken by these righteous gods.

Now that the Human Emperor has preached, he has directly plundered the luck that belongs to the Heavenly Court, and even the imperial qi that he thinks he is proud of has been suppressed.

If there is no emperor's qi, how can he rule the Three Realms, the emperor's qi is still related to Haotian's Dao.

It's a pity that all of this was suppressed by Emperor Xuanyuan.

What's more, the faint fluctuations in the air made him tremble slightly.

The coercion that came from the depths of the Yuan Shen was very familiar to Haotian, and he had felt it in Zixiao Palace earlier.

Shengwei! It belongs to the coercion of the Heavenly Dao Saint alone.

Is the Emperor of Man about to be sanctified?

Dao Ancestor gave that Hongmeng purple qi to Xuanyuan?

This inexplicable conjecture in his mind made Haotian even more unable to help but tremble in his heart.

In his conjecture, Hongmeng Purple Qi should have been left for him, how did he give Xuanyuan who sat quietly in the Huoyun Cave.

Xuanyuan has such a strong gathering of imperial qi, so what is he, the emperor of heaven?

Shocked, puzzled, dazed, and full of doubt.

The Yao Chi and the Antarctic Immortal Emperor next to them were silent, staring at the desolate land in a daze.

Their status in Heavenly Court was not low, and they naturally discovered the changes in Heavenly Court, and they also clearly felt the pressure from the depths of the Yuan Shen.

"There is a vision in the sky, and he is really a saint." The Antarctic Immortal Emperor muttered in a low voice, with a blank look in his eyes.

On the edge of the huge Xuanhuang Pillar, dense smallpox and golden lotus appeared, and they were still spreading towards the entire desolate land.

There are endless colors on the vast sky, and there are fairy voices singing the entire desolate world.

Saint Vision!

This is a vision that belongs only to the saints.

This means that the Emperor of Man has not only attained enlightenment, but has also become holy!

The scene in front of him made him completely unable to react, and he couldn't understand it.

Dao Ancestor will give Hongmeng purple qi to whom, but he will definitely not give Xuanyuan in the Huoyun Cave.

The human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, and the three emperors are all calculated by the saints.

If you do this now, everything you did before will be in vain.

Not only did Heavenly Court lose, but several Heavenly Dao Saints would definitely not be happy either.

Xuanyuan is a real human race, if the human race produces a saint, luck will be gathered by it.

Haotian and Yaochi next to him, their faces had become extremely ugly, and they were also very aware of this.

To be able to take charge of the protagonist of heaven and earth, it will surely gather the luck of most of the desolate world.

Now that Xuanyuan has become holy, they can be said to have the end of the road.

There are saints in many great sects in the flood wilderness, and there are also saints in the human race, the protagonist of heaven and earth, how can they play in heaven?

Yao Chi muttered in a low voice, his gaze looking in the direction of chaos.

The last time he came back from Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor obviously didn't say that, how did things become like this.

After knowing that Hongmeng Purple Qi was taken away by Dao Ancestor, she also thought that Haotian was the best choice, but she didn't expect it to fall on Xuanyuan.

"I'll go to Zixiao Palace to meet the master!" Haotian had a calm face, and the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

It doesn't matter if the Heavenly Court Divine Position is occupied, it doesn't matter if you lose face, as long as you boil it slowly, there will always be a beautiful day. After all, a long time ago, he was just a Taoist boy in Zixiao Palace, and now he has not become the Emperor of Heaven.

But in front of him, Haotian was a little hopeless.

Xuanyuan is the emperor of the people, and his identity among the human race is too special. The key party also studied under Shui Yuan, which is closely connected with the interception of teaching, how can this be done?

If you want to see Dao Ancestor, you must go to Zixiao Palace to see Dao Ancestor.

Haotian can't wait, even if his strength is not restored, he has to go.

Seeing Haotian who was about to leave, Yaochi hurriedly said: "Haotian! I'll go with you! ”

Haotian nodded lightly and didn't say much, he knew that Yaochi would follow.

Confessing to the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, the two turned into two Changhong and fled outside the desolate world.

Xianle reverberated throughout the desolate world, and all living beings looked at the sky in astonishment.

The sky is falling, the ground is surging with golden lotus, countless manzhu and Yingluo are hanging in the air, and endless colors cover the entire sky.

Above the nine heavens, there were wisps of Xuanhuang Qi hanging down, pouring into a place in the desolate land.

There are doubts, there are puzzles, and there is a deep confusion.

The vision of a saint, someone has been sanctified, but this breath is very unfamiliar to them.

"With such a strong imperial aura, who did Dao Ancestor give Hongmeng Purple Qi to?" Kunpeng, who had just returned to the North Underworld, looked at the direction of the flood wilderness from afar, with shock in his eyes.

He has fought almost all of the famous supernatural powers in the wilderness, but he is not familiar with this breath.

The unknown quasi-saint powerhouse still contains such a strong imperial aura.

The other party was not in the Heavenly Court, and with a slight turn in his mind, Kunpeng's eyes widened, and he thought of who it was. It's just that this result made him extremely unbelievable.

How could Dao Ancestor give Hongmeng Purple Qi to this person, he really couldn't understand it.

On Jinao Island, a group of sectarian disciples flew out and stood in the air one by one, looking at the desolate land in astonishment.

The Holy Might was so powerful that they couldn't meditate at all.

"This is the breath of Senior Brother Xuanyuan!" The six-eared macaque exclaimed, its face full of surprise.

When he first saw the vision of the saint, he was also very shocked, and guessed who might have obtained the Hongmeng purple qi of the ancestor.

I didn't want to take a closer look, which completely made the six-eared macaque dumbfounded, and it turned out to be the breath of his junior brother Huang Xuanyuan.

As far as he knew, the Three Emperors were now trapped in the Fire Cloud Cave, how did Xuanyuan obtain Hongmeng Purple Qi. Earlier, when Zhen Yuanzi and the others were competing for Hongmeng Purple Qi, he didn't feel Xuanyuan's fluctuations.

And even if Xuanyuan obtains Hongmeng Purple Qi, it has only been a long time, and the speed of sanctification is inevitably too fast.

Earlier, the Tongtian Sect Master and others obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi, and they still went through countless Yuan Meetings.

Although there was a lot of confusion in his heart, the six-eared macaque didn't bother to think about it, and he was extremely happy for Xuanyuan in his heart.

He didn't know what Tongtian's plan was to behead the Holy Throne, but this Hongmeng purple qi was obtained by Xuanyuan, and it can be said that it still fell on the sect.

"It is indeed the breath of Xuanyuan's nephew!" Zhao Gongming looked at the sky in the distance, stroked his chin and beard, and was also happy.

Many people who knew Xuanyuan were also excited, with joy in their eyes.

Although Xuanyuan has never been to Jinao Island, he has studied under Shui Yuan, and he can naturally be regarded as a disciple of the sect.

"The Terrans are finally about to rise!" Our Lady of the Golden Spirit looked in the direction of the human race from afar, with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

As one of the innate human races, she knows the hardships of the human race, and has also experienced the suffering of the human race.

After the Lich Tribulation, although the Terrans became the protagonists of heaven and earth, they still did not change the situation of all Terrans.

In the entire desolate land, the human race under Shang Tang has a basic survival guarantee, and the human race in the rest of the place is still living the same life as before.

Now that the human race has produced a saint, it is still the human emperor Xuanyuan, and the blessed one will definitely be the human race of the entire desolate land.

Many of the disciples who had never been out of Jinao Island heard this, and hurriedly asked the same door next to them, and after knowing that the other party was a master of Shui Yuan, they all exclaimed loudly.

In my heart, I naturally have more respect for Shui Yuan.

In the saint war, although many sect disciples did not see it, they still knew a lot of things afterwards.

They have repeatedly sent Heavenly Dao saints to the list, and now even Senior Brother Shui Yuan's apprentices have become holy, how can this not shock them.

In the wilderness, whether they know Xuanyuan or not, they all say that the other party has obtained the Hongmeng purple qi that leads to the sky, and only then can he become a saint. In addition to shock, there is more envy.

There is another saint in heaven and earth, and the situation of the flood will surely change even more.

Above the sea of blood, Styx looked suspicious.

Hongmeng's purple qi was taken away by Hongjun, and Styx knew that this one would never be given to Xuanyuan.

Without Hongmeng Purple Qi, how can the other party be sanctified?

One step out, the River Styx swept towards the figure not far away: "Houtu!" How did Regulus become holy? ”

Xuanyuan's sanctification was so sudden, there was no sign at all, and even he, an authentic saint, was a little surprised.

"Humane recovery! Xuanyuan is a saint of humanity! Houtu replied softly, his eyes still looking into the distance.

"Humanity?" Styx was stunned, with a little curiosity in his eyes

Hongjun is in harmony with the Tao, the heavenly saint is the land of Hongjun's words, and the authentic saint is closely related to Huangquan, how can this humanity be sanctified?

With a muttered voice, Styx turned his head to look at the back soil on the side.

Unexpectedly, the other party withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards the six reincarnations, only a light voice came.

"Meditate well, the saint should be worthless!"

Styx's face was stunned, and he thought of the conversation with Shui Yuan on the Sky Dome earlier.

The shackles of the way of mixed yuan have been broken, and I don't want Xuanyuan to become holy so quickly, and he is worthy of being the emperor of people.

After a few mutters, Styx did not leave directly, still looking at the sky in the distance.

What the eldest brother said is very right, the way of the law and the mixed element is not in conflict with the saint fruit position. After obtaining those origin fragments, the cultivation of the law was indeed much easier.

Next, he had to work hard to meditate, otherwise the days of beauty would not last long.

The desolate land, outside the fire cloud cave.

Yang Jian looked at the smallpox and golden lotus that appeared in the rich red glow around him, and his face was full of joy.

Earlier, the list of gods exploded, and he came to Huoyun Cave to ask about the master's canonization, but he knew that the master was in retreat, and it was a critical time.

Thinking that the people of the Sect had just escaped from the God List, they would definitely not dare to go to Xiqi again, so they waited in the Huoyun Cave.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, a powerful aura swept him out directly.

Immediately, a rich red glow poured out, quickly spreading towards the desolate land. The years of practicing here are not short, but this is the first time he has seen Hongxia spread out of the Fire Cloud Cave.

Yang Jian guessed that something big was about to happen to Shizun, and he didn't want the scene in front of him to happen.

The master became a saint and became a saint!

This sudden change was completely beyond his imagination, but he was extremely happy.

The coercion from the air was still rising, and Yang Jian had no choice but to retreat into the distance again, with only joy in his eyes.

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded in the air, spreading throughout the desolate land.

"My Xuanyuan! Sanctified today, the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, and the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, should forever bless the Human Race! ”

The sound of the Dao echoed throughout the desolate world, resounding in the hearts of every human race.

As Xuanyuan's words fell, surging luck emerged in the Fire Cloud Cave, and they scattered over the entire desolate land and landed in the bodies of each human race.

At about the same time, all the races understood that the saints, the saints who belonged to their own human race.

The figures on the desolate land all knelt on the ground, and called out respectfully: "Meet the Holy Emperor!" ”

The sound shook nine heavens, and the entire desolate world was shaken. And above the heads of the many human races, wisps of luck rose large and small.

They soared straight into the sky, connecting and intertwining with the yellow pillars in the sky, faintly forming a huge roulette wheel in the air, a Dao wheel across the desolate land.

There are various scenes on the roulette wheel, such as the origin of the human race, the ancestors who dedicated to the human race, and the pioneers who perished in the wilderness

The many Terrans kneeling on the ground, each of them had a picture flashing in their minds.

Surprised in their hearts, they unconsciously looked up one by one, and saw the sky in the distance, and a figure wrapped in the emperor's qi slowly rose, appearing in everyone's mind.

Holy Emperor! A saint who belongs only to their human race!

Many human races who were excited in their hearts couldn't help but chant the Holy Emperor again.

Excitement, excitement, joy, and endless glory hung on the faces of every human race.

Today is definitely the most solemn day of their human race.

Outside the desolate world, Haotian turned around and looked behind him in a daze.

The terrifying fluctuations, the vast holy might, and the domineering imperial aura all shocked him deeply.

And above the heavenly dome, there was a huge roulette wheel hanging above the heavenly court, enveloping his heavenly court in the middle.

After taking a deep look, the two quickly retreated towards the depths of chaos.

Xuanyuan, who was standing in the air, looked at the familiar world in front of him, and his face was also full of joy.

came out, he finally came out of the Huoyun Cave, saw this piece of heaven and earth, and became a humane saint, a saint who belonged to the human race alone.

At this moment, his luck was connected to the entire Terran race in the desolate world, and he could clearly feel the situation of each human race.

With a slight wave of his sleeves, the human race in the desolate land all stood up one by one, including Fuxi and Shennong, who had long been pressed by him in the Huoyun Cave.

After doing this, Xuanyuan looked at the top of his head.

Humanity is revived, humanity roulette emerges, a humane roulette that belongs exclusively to the human race!

Looking at the roulette wheel, Xuanyuan couldn't suppress the excitement and joy on his face, and the human race finally stood up.

Although he had been in the Fire Cloud Cave, Xuanyuan knew that it was all thanks to his master.

As far as the eye could see, a figure in the air in the distance slowly walked by, it was his master Shui Yuan.

Xuanyuan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "I've seen the master!" ”

Without Shui Yuan, he would not be where he is today, and there would be no hope for the Terrans.