"Holy Sacrifice!"

Hongjun Ancestor finally made a move, he took Hongmeng's purple qi as the foundation, and sacrificed the heavenly way with all the saints, and the strange qi machine centered on Hongjun Ancestor, spreading to the chaos in all directions, and spreading to the entire Flood Desolation Realm.

The timing he chose was too coincidental, choosing to be at the time when the Heavenly Dao was devouring the Netherworld Realm. The ghost world is at the same level as the flood wilderness, and the two devour it, although the ghost world has lost the way of heaven, but the origin is still strong, and it will not be able to be swallowed up in a while and a half. Like a snake devouring a wolf, it takes time to digest, and in the meantime, it is weak.

The time chosen by Hongjun was at this moment, when he took advantage of the fact that the Heavenly Dao was devouring the origin of the Netherworld Ghost Realm and could not spare more energy, he sacrificed the Heavenly Dao with the saint who fused Hongmeng's purple qi to seize the power of the Heavenly Dao.

In the Heavenly Dao Origin Space, Hongjun has been sacrificed countless times, and most of them have been marked with his imprint, and when he starts his hands at this moment, he is suddenly earth-shattering.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Buzz......"

The roaring sound resounded between heaven and earth, shaking the chaos in all directions, and the bodies of Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha's mother involuntarily flew towards the direction of Zixiao Palace.

"Buzz ......"

A wonderful rhythm rippled, and when they touched the two saints of the West, their bodies suddenly trembled, and in their souls, Hongmeng's purple qi trembled, and the purple light flashed, illuminating the entire heaven and earth.

The two saints suddenly lost control of the whole, not only that, but the Hongmeng purple qi also emitted a fierce devouring intention, which was unstoppable, it not only devoured the soul, soul, flesh and blood, but also devoured the Dao thoughts, avenues, mana, etc. of the two saints, everything on the saints, tangible and qualitative, intangible and intangible, was swallowed by it.

"Ah......h

The great pain swept through their bodies, but they could no longer feel it, because they were deprived of their senses, and they tried to struggle to break free from the bondage, but it was all in vain.

Since they were born, everything they have experienced is now in their hearts, they have come out of the barren land of the West, the two brothers support each other, in order to be able to revitalize the West, they don't even care about their own face, they have experienced a lot, they have given up a lot, and they understand a lot.

The pictures became clearer and clearer, but their will became more and more blurred, and all the previous plans turned into a bitter smile at this moment.

Before, they thought that as long as their strength improved, they would be able to get rid of the control of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but now they realized how naïve they were before.

Hongjun's Hongmeng purple qi is not so easy to get rid of, it is like a drug, the higher the cultivation, the deeper the influence of Hongmeng purple qi, the deeper the poisoning, and the more difficult it is to get rid of its influence. If you want to get rid of it, it is only possible when your cultivation is low.

At this point, it's already too late.

"Bang!"

The Hongmeng purple qi in their bodies suddenly turned into a purple divine fire, burning everything, and their bodies had gradually begun to virtualize.

"Senior brother, senior brother can't hold on, take a step first, and we will be senior brothers in the next life!"

Suddenly, Zhun Ti sighed, gave up resistance, folded his hands, and said:

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust......"

With a sigh, it turned into a gorgeous purple divine fire, floating in this heaven and earth, dyeing the entire void purple.

The figure of the Zhun Ti Daoist has since dissipated, and at the same time, his evil corpse in Lingshan and the Bodhi Ancestor in the three-star cave of Fangcun Mountain have also turned into a virtual shadow and dissipated between heaven and earth.

In a small world in the Sanxing Cave, a dwarf Bodhi tree appeared phantomly, exuding a slight halo, but it was extremely dim, and the leaves became yellow.

Immediately, the space shook, and the mountain and cave disappeared into the turbulence of time and space.

"Boom!"

In the midst of the desolation, the sky shook suddenly, the starry sky trembled, the starlight dimmed, and the golden blood rain, like the tears of the sky, turned into a scoop pouring down, and the Tao rhyme flowed, and a sense of sorrow and sorrow shrouded the heavens and the earth, spread to all directions, and lingered in the hearts of all beings.

The virtual shadow of a huge Bodhi tree manifested in the void, and then shattered, and the shattered light dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Shhh

One by one, the great powers were no longer calm, and suddenly got up, looking up at the sky, and the eyes of all beings in the desolation involuntarily shed tears.

"It's ...... Blood rain from the sky, great compassion for the people, this is the image of the fall of the saint?"

"What happened on the battlefield? The saint will fall, is it really a flood of Dao death?"

"It's ...... The Dharma of the Bodhi Sage, could it be that the Bodhi Sage has fallen? ”

The saint is not only a representative of a strong man, he is also a kind of heaven and earth karma, the saint on behalf of the heavens to guard the common people, the way of observing the sky, the line of the sky, represents the sky.

Such as Taiqing and Tongtian, although the Hongmeng purple qi on their bodies has been stripped away, they are still saints at the moment, just because they occupy the fruit position given by the Heavenly Dao and represent the Heavenly Dao.

Hongmeng Purple Qi is not a Heavenly Dao Sage Fruit, it is just a kind of Dao origin, the foundation of enlightenment. The fruit position of the saint, when he first became a master of the mixed element, the holy soul entered the heavenly dao space, and when it merged with the origin of the heavenly dao, the heavenly dao was given.

Therefore, the Heavenly Dao is not destroyed, and the saints are not destroyed, just because the saints can be resurrected infinitely in the Heavenly Dao space.

In a way, the saint is the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, and he should not be taken lightly, otherwise it will represent the arrival of troubled times and the problem of the Heavenly Dao.

At this moment, the saint actually fell and failed to be resurrected, is that ...... Something is wrong with the Heavenly Dao?

The people were in chaos, and the gods were shocked.

"Amitabha, all things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be ......viewed as such."

Amitabha Buddha showed compassion on his face, folded his hands, sat cross-legged in the void, and let the purple divine fire in his body burn him out.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of fire, and a purple spark bloomed from the void, like a purple lotus, like a dream, extremely gorgeous.

The figure of Amitabha Buddha disappeared, and in place, only an illusory and transparent figure was left, and he was still sitting in the void, no matter how the purple fire burned, it just couldn't touch him.

This is a kind of artistic conception of great annihilation, and ten thousand laws cannot be close. It's a pity that Amitabha Buddha only has an illusory obsession left at the moment, otherwise his cultivation will definitely go further.

"Boom!"

Above the desolate heaven, it rained golden blood again, the sky shook and the earth shook, the image of the saint's fall, the previous vision had not yet dissipated, and it appeared again at this moment, double superimposed, making this vision even more amazing.

Between heaven and earth, the phantom of Amitabha Buddha's dharma appearance appeared, and after three breaths, it turned into light and rain and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"What's going on? Another sign of the fall of the saint?"

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on, there are saints falling one after another?"

"That's ...... Amitabha, the two saints of the West are dead?!"

At this moment, all beings were shocked again, only to feel that a catastrophe was coming.

"Amitabha!"

On the western spiritual mountain, all the Buddhists shouted loudly, and their voices mourned the sky for a long time.

Regardless of what the others thought, the two purple fire lotuses in the void turned into two streamers of light and disappeared instantly. In the next moment, it appeared in the heavenly space, as soon as the flame appeared, it burned, and the entire space was filled with purple light, and the divine light, the light of the origin, rushed straight to the top of Hongjun Ancestor's head, and above his head, the creation jade rose and fell, constantly emitting the creation of the Xuanguang, and the power of the origin spread.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment, the Dao of Heaven suddenly reversed, and in the entire desolation, the sky became dim, the sound of roaring sounded monstrously, and the faces of many great powers changed wildly.

Above the heavenly dome, thunder was dense, like the wrath of the sky, making a terrifying roar, whirling between heaven and earth.

The earth roared, all kinds of natural disasters appeared, landslides and earth cracks, volcanoes erupted, rivers and seas surging, rolled upside down, thunder trembled, and the world was about to be destroyed, and a catastrophe was coming.

"Hey! Such a celestial phenomenon, could it be that the outer world has broken through the flood and the catastrophe has come, and it is over......

Many people who didn't understand the situation were shocked, and their eyes showed horror.

On the eastern battlefield, Hongjun Daozu suddenly said to Nuwa: "Senior sister Nuwa, you still need to help me!"

"Humph!"

Nuwa snorted coldly, her face gloomy and pretty, and then with a flick of her fingers, a purple light popped out and shot into the Heavenly Dao space.

"Thank you!"

Hongjun took a deep breath, said, and began to concentrate on controlling the power of the Desolate Heavenly Dao, and now the Heavenly Dao is no longer comparable to before, devouring many worlds, and becoming not stronger, he does not dare to be sloppy at all.

One by one, the power of the Heavenly Dao poured into the Qingyun above his head, and the Qingyun continued to roll and spread, in which various visions appeared, and the divine light continued, as if it was evolving a heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it took, three purple rays of light flew in the distance, and the three purple lotuses fell into the Qingyun above Hongjun's head. Purple light filled the sky, and after a flicker, the entire Qingyun suddenly transformed into a real sky.

"Boom!"

There was a roar, and Hongjun Ancestor erupted with an incomparably powerful momentum, just like the way of heaven, the power of heaven is in the world, and all living beings dare not obey.

In the desolate world, all kinds of natural disasters in the past suddenly stopped, the sun regained its dazzling brilliance, the stars were shining again, the rivers were surging, pouring into the sea, and the mountains and forests were restored to their original state......

Above the sky, the rui qi is ten thousand trillions, the purple qi is full of air, and the aura evolves all kinds of auspicious phenomena, everyone only feels relieved, and the previous feeling of impending disaster disappears in an instant, replaced by a sense of relaxation and pleasure, as if the world has been reborn.

What they don't know, however, is that this piece of heaven and earth has just changed a day.

(End of chapter)