In the Tokai Dojo, Tai Yuan's expression was silent, the smoke and clouds in his eyes were disillusioned, countless streamers flickered, and the scenes of many saints being sanctified fell into his eyes one after another, and he couldn't help but sigh, the era of saints has come. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Indeed, within one day, the five saints came out together, which means that the desolate world has entered the era of saints, and from then on, it will be the era of saints from all sides playing games with each other, sects, luck, calculations, and many other scenes will evolve one by one.

For Taiyuan, his plan should also start as soon as possible.

Descending on the desolate world, Taiyuan has achieved the realm of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and the next step is to break through the Heavenly Dao level, this realm, the mystical and profound, if you want to break through, it is not trivial, so Taiyuan is still waiting to plan a big plan.

As for the various changes in the desolate world, they are all objects of enlightenment for him, and only by understanding the changes in the vicissitudes of life can he understand the mystery of the operation of the Great Dao, so Taiyuan does not dare to be careless.

With the five saints coming out, the Lich Tribulation will also really unfold, and such a tragic tribulation has great value for Taiyuan.

So he didn't act at will, but silently watched the evolution of the catastrophe between heaven and earth.

Just when the five saints came out, the Hongyun Dao people who also got the Hongmeng purple gas were practicing in the Wuzhuang view of Zhen Yuanzi, he had a deep friendship with Zhen Yuanzi, and after getting the Hongmeng purple gas, he came to the Wuzhuang Temple, and the two of them talked about the Taoist practice every day, wanting to understand the mystery of sanctification, but unfortunately, after these years of cultivation, although the realm of Hongyun has improved with the help of Hongmeng purple qi, it is still far from sanctification, and the Hongmeng purple qi and his Yuan Shen still have not been able to merge, no matter how hard he tries, it has no big effect.

In the Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were arguing, and the coercion of the saints between heaven and earth rolled in, which immediately shocked them.

"Sanctified. Zhen Yuanzi's expression was complicated, he muttered to himself, a faint trace of loss flashed on his face, to say that he had no extravagant hopes for the position of a saint, it was a lie, he had practiced to the realm of Zhen Yuanzi, and the only thing he pursued was the way of mixing yuan, and now he saw Lao Tzu and others becoming holy one after another, Zhen Yuanzi's heart was also depressed for a while.

Not to mention Hongyun, he seems to be crying and laughing, his mind is complicated, he also gets Hongmeng Purple Qi, everyone else has already attained enlightenment, only he himself has not succeeded, and he is even very confused about the way of the saint, he has no clue at all, in this case, the way of Hongyun, if he wants to become holy, there is obviously a long distance.

"Alas, Brother Zhenyuan Dao, it seems that I am the only one who is not a weapon, Sanqing and others have been sanctified, and they will be saints in the world in the future. Hongyun sighed bitterly.

"That's it, Brother Zhenyuan Dao, it seems that Poor Dao is also looking for his own way, so let's return to Huoyun Cave for the time being, maybe it will be touched. ”

Hongyun has made a decision in his heart to return to his own dojo Huoyun Cave, maybe when he returns to his own dojo, his state of mind will be transformed, and he may be able to comprehend the mystery of sanctification at that time.

"Hongyun Daoyou, if you go back at this time, I'm afraid it's a little dangerous, you have Hongmeng purple qi, the foundation of the avenue, the number of coveted people is countless, you and I join forces, there is still a little bit of self-preservation, but if you leave alone, then I am afraid that it is not good. ”

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, and there were many concerns in his heart.

Especially Hongmeng purple qi, this is the most precious treasure between heaven and earth, at this moment, the Hongmeng purple qi given by the Dao ancestor is only one on Hongyun's body, and the owners of several other Hongmeng purple qi have all been sanctified, so naturally no one dares to hit their attention, but Hongyun has not been sanctified at this time, if someone seizes the opportunity, I am afraid that it will be calculated.

So Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth to block it, and he didn't want Hongyun to leave like this.

It's just too risky.

"Haha, Zhenyuan Daoist is too worried, this Hongmeng purple qi is given by the Dao Ancestor, who doesn't know in the flood wilderness, do they still dare to snatch the foundation of the Dao Ancestor best?" Although Hongyun was a little worried, he calmed down after thinking about it.

His Hongmeng purple qi was given by Hongjun Dao Ancestor himself, and Hongyun didn't think that anyone would dare to snatch it from him.

After saying a few words, Hongyun took his leave and left.

Zhen Yuanzi sighed helplessly, but there was a faint premonition in his heart, and he deduced it carefully, but there was no result, so he was not bored.

Above the heavenly court, in a secret room, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a dark green Taoist robe, but his eyes were shining with cold light, full of evil energy, which was daunting, this person was the master of the demon clan, the Kunpeng Daoist.

Suddenly, a green light shuttled in, he stretched out his hand to take it, and with a slight sense, his breath suddenly changed.

"Okay, okay, Hongyun, you have finally left Wuzhuang Temple, it's time to end the cause and effect between you and me. Kunpeng Daoren sneered gloomily.

But he had already arranged for his henchmen to monitor Hongyun's movements near Wuzhuang Temple, and finally got the news at this time, Hongyun left Wuzhuang Temple and separated from Zhen Yuanzi, which made Kunpeng Daoren almost not laugh.

Since the Dao Ancestor set up the holy throne in the Zixiao Palace that day, and gave the Hongmeng Purple Qi as the foundation of the Great Dao, the Kunpeng Daoist has almost gone crazy, in his opinion, all this should have his share, at the beginning, there was one of the six seats in the front of the Zixiao Palace, all because of the red cloud, so that he lost the holy position, so deep hatred, Kunpeng has never forgotten for a day.

Of course, the reason for losing his seat is not all because of Hongyun, but the rest of the introduction and Zhun Ti have all become Hongjun's disciples, and at this time, they have achieved the supreme mixed yuan avenue and become a Honghuang saint, Kunpeng knows that no matter how unhappy he is with them, he has no chance to retaliate, but Hongyun is different, although he has obtained Hongmeng purple qi, but he has not yet become a saint, which allows Kunpeng to find an opportunity.

After receiving the summons, Kunpeng's figure flashed, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the depths of the Heavenly Court in the blink of an eye.

Kunpeng is the honor of the innate beasts, entering the water for the Kun, out of the water for the Peng, is the heaven and earth heel of the extremely deep innate creatures, especially he incarnated as a big peng, wings, across hundreds of thousands of miles, the speed is so fast, in the flood can be compared with him, only a handful, at this time Kunpeng tried his best, a moment later, he caught up with the red cloud.

The Red Cloud Daoist is the first red cloud transformation after the opening of the sky, and he is very good at speed, but after he left Wuzhuang Temple, he did not rush with all his strength, but while traveling in the flood wilderness, he felt towards the Huoyun Cave, so that the speed was much slower, and it was naturally not difficult for Kunpeng to catch up with him.

Seeing Hongyun's figure from a distance, Kunpeng's killing intent was about to boil, and with a cold snort, it instantly turned into its body, and a huge Peng bird, like a pitch-black lightning, killed Hongyun's side with a snap of his fingers.

On that side, Hongyun was hurrying in the air, but he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and before he could react, he felt a burst of cold air coming from behind him, and he deviated his body slightly, and with a poof, half of his arm felt a sharp pain, and the flesh that had been polished for thousands of years could not bear it, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off.

Streams of cold mana continued to erode towards his body along the wound, making Hongyun's face more and more gloomy.

At this time, he still didn't understand that he was plotted by someone.

Suddenly, Hongyun became completely cautious.

A stream of crimson divine light fell down, protecting his entire body tightly.