Chapter Seventy-One: The Sanctification of Kongtong

No matter what people on the outside think. Now Kongtong is sitting on Xiaoyao Island, and his breath has become more and more violent, even the mosquito Taoist who is the deity can't bear it, and finally can only retreat to the distance to protect the Dharma.

Three days later, Kongtong Dao people were introverted. The expression was the same as before, but the aura of majesty was stronger than before. The mosquito Taoist came over with a smile, hugged his fists and said, "Congratulations to Daoist friends." ”

Seeing that the other party had become holy, the mosquito Dao people's hearts were slightly light. After all, the sea of blood must be deterred by no saints, and wait for Sanqing and the West to become holy. In the flood wilderness, he has no right to speak, and he has to hold his tail to look at everyone's eyes.

Kongtong stood up and said with a smile: "No matter what realm I have cultivated, I am already the main deity, what is there to congratulate." This is a good statement, no matter how much his cultivation leads to heaven, as long as the deity has a thought, it will disappear.

The mosquito Dao people are just joking, the three corpses are cut out by themselves, no matter how the other party changes, they will not have adverse actions for themselves, "I don't know if you can perceive the existence of the Heavenly Dao?"

After Kongtong sensed it, he said: "I know the meaning of the deity, and my primordial spirit does not have the way of heaven. ”

Hearing the other party's words, the mosquito Dao man breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that no matter who he was in the flood wilderness, he would need the primordial gods to trust the way of heaven after becoming holy. It doesn't seem to be the case now, it must be the reason for Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Although the primordial god entrusts the way of heaven, it can be guaranteed to be immortal and immortal. However, he must also be controlled by the Heavenly Dao, and he can't do whatever he wants in the future, which is not what he wants to see. There are pros and cons to this method, who makes the desolate heavenly way a great thing, and the other party can't be fair and just.

"Daoist friends go and stabilize their cultivation first, the human race now has Nuwa to take care of it, and I don't think there will be any trouble in the future. Watching Kongtong leave, the mosquito Dao people sensed the other two corpse cultivators.

Reincarnation Daoists still only have quasi-saint late stage cultivation, and it seems that for a while, it is not a simple matter to elevate the law of time. However, the law of wind and the law of fire of the people of the Wind and Fire Dao have both comprehended the sixth layer.

It is not surprising that the mosquito people are not surprised by this, and the starting point of the wind and fire people is very high. In addition, there is also the Void Wind and the Great Sun Golden Flame Origin to help, if it is not happy, it will be strange. I just don't know how long it will take to go further.

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Beyond the sea of blood, the power of hermitage in the flood wilderness saw that the vision of the sea of blood was so weird. They are all very puzzled, and it is not like to say that the North Hells are sanctified. It's been a few days, and I haven't seen any reaction from the other party. But if it weren't an image of sanctification, they couldn't think of anything else.

Kunlun Mountain, primitive, through the sky to sit together.

As for Lao Tzu going out to find opportunities, he could only discuss important matters with Tongtian. For the sea of blood, the two of them saw it more realistically, but like others, they couldn't guess the meaning.

"Third brother, do you think the Northern Darkness can be sanctified?" Primordial looked at the sky opposite, with a gloomy face. This had to make him wonder how there could be a vision so strange and so short-lived.

But how could he have thought that it was caused by the mosquito Dao people opening the blood sea array. The Blood Demon Great Array was placed into a number of innate spirit treasures, and there was the 'Northern True Martial Soap Carving Flag' as the array', it was easy to blind the heavens, even the saints could not peep.

Hearing the primordial words, Tongtian just shook his head. After thinking about it for a while, he said with some uncertainty: "It may be that the other party is refining some powerful spiritual treasure, right?" After all, the Northern Darkness has such a treasure as the Qiankun Ding, and it is not surprising that it can refine a powerful treasure. ”

In the end, even he didn't believe it, what kind of spirit treasure had such a vision? Finally, his eyes rolled, "Second brother, you said that Bei Ming has gained a lot of merit and is eager to become holy, will it break through and fail?"

When Tongtian said this, the primitive eyes also lit up. There is really such a possibility, and he said with a smile: "If this is the case, we don't have to be afraid of each other in the future, so many merits and assistance can't become saints, I'm afraid that we will have no chance with the Great Dao in the future." ”

Flood to the west, Mount Meru.

Then he said, "Senior brother, the Northern Underworld created the Asura Clan, established the Asura Sect, and obtained a large amount of merit. Can we also establish a religion?" The vision of the sea of blood led the two to think differently from others, whether the Northern Underworld was sanctified or not, the two of them didn't care, they thought about when they would be sanctified.

Zhun Ti thought about it and sighed deeply. Said: "Senior brother, there are no people in the west, even if you create a sect, there are no sect members, there are tens of millions of people of the Asura clan in the Northern Underworld, you and I are two sleeves of the breeze." ”

After listening to the introduction, his face was full of bitterness. Those who think the same thing as the two of them, floods and famines abound, can't others think of it? It's not that they can't find a direction. Hongjun could establish Taoism, which was based on the monks of the Flood Wilderness. The Northern Darkness can create an Asura Sect, and it is its sea of blood that has tens of millions of souls.

Heavenly Court Demon Clan. They don't care much about whether the North Underworld is sanctified or not. Although the other party is a demon, he is not a person in the heavenly court. And the saint is not allowed to meddle in the lich dispute, even if he can win the other party to the heavenly court, it will have no effect.

At the northern foot of the flood wilderness, the Pangu Hall of the Wu Clan.

The twelve ancestors and witches all showed sorrow on their faces, but it was not because of the sea of blood, but for the future land. There is an opportunity in the Northern Meditation Houland, and it is expected to achieve the holy position in the future. But the other party has also explained that the chances are very slim.

"Brothers, you don't have to worry, what a chance it is to become holy, even if there is a slight opportunity, I believe that the great power of the wilderness will rush to it. His younger sister will become a saint, and the Wu clan will not have to worry about other saints. Seeing that the atmosphere was a little dull, Houtu spoke at the right time.

"Little sister, don't you know how important you are to our Wu clan, if you don't succeed, our Wu clan will be doomed. Although it is an exaggeration, what Di Jiang said is also true.

The Wu clan's 'Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array' requires twelve ancestors and witches to be arranged, and one person cannot form a formation. If the Houtu falls, the number of witches is not as good as that of the demon clan, plus the opponent's 'Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array', the battle between the lich and the demons is clear at a glance.

Hou Tu smiled slightly after hearing this, and then his heart moved, and three drops of essence blood flew out, and the color behind him turned pale.

"Little sister, little sister ,......" Seeing Houtu doing this, the eleven people in the hall all stepped forward to check, and they didn't know why they acted like this. Essence and blood are the foundation of human cultivation, and although they can be cultivated over time, it is also a kind of harm to one's own foundation.

Houtu waved his hand, "Little sister left three drops of essence blood today, and your brothers can give them to them, Xingtian in my tribe." I think that with the help of these three drops of essence blood, the other party's bloodline can grow to the level of the ancestral witch, and he can participate in the arrangement of the large array in the future. ”

After speaking, without waiting for others to ask, he flew out of the Pangu Hall and went to the wilderness. Houtu knew that he was more and more lucky, and this feeling became more and more intense. But before the event comes, if you want to travel through the wilderness, you may encounter some chance that you can avoid this catastrophe. After all, if she didn't want to die, she didn't want to die.