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On the other hand, Li Qingming, when Zhun Ti snatched the Eye of Divine Punishment, he was a cold bylooker from beginning to end. It seems that this ending has been expected for a long time.

And that's exactly what happened. After all, Li Qingming became a saint by escaping one of them as the foundation of the Dao, and it can be said that the Heavenly Dao could not control him at all. According to the subordination of the upper and lower levels, Tiandao and Li Qingming are both under the jurisdiction of the Great Dao, and the two are at most equal. It's just a cold-blooded rule with no emotional fluctuations, and the other is a desolate creature with a lot of feelings.

And that big hand covered with black hair was indeed the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao Catalytic Law, and its purpose was naturally to kill Li Qingming, a blasphemer. But when Li Qingming used the power of life to escape one of them, he broke the hand of Heavenly Dao. Tiandao understood that this was a brother of the same level as himself, so he decisively put down his attack and opened the door to convenience. This sounds like a rough word, and that's exactly what it is.

The Divine Punishment Eye was already controlled by the Heavenly Dao, and it didn't matter if Li Qingming was given some profits. But what kind of ant is Zhun Ti in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, he dares to snatch food in the tiger's mouth, and the majesty of Heavenly Dao is provoked, so he naturally wants to find a punching bag. As a result, the sad Zhun Ti fell into blood mold.

And just when the great powers were still immersed in the power of that monstrous giant hand, a burst of thunder shook the void again. A large golden cloud of merit floated in the desolate sky, and the golden cloud flying above everyone's heads was divided into three. One of them flew to Li Qingming to reward Li Qingming for his efforts to raise points, and was thrown to Li Qingquan by Li Qingming. Two percent flew to the verdant bamboo where the words were written, and one percent flew to the three thousand demon texts that swirled around Cangjie's body. The remaining six successful virtues. They all flew towards the Kunpeng that was standing in the void.

The Kunpeng Dao people, who had been ignored by the great powers of the flood desolation for a long time, were finally paid attention to by them.

And the bamboo is blessed with merit and is instantly promoted to the top acquired merit spiritual treasure. On the verdant bamboo body, there are two demon characters with iron paintings and silver hooks written "Demon God".

At this moment, a large area of hazy unknown liliang suddenly rose from all over the Great Emperor of the Flood Wilderness. This liliang poured into the body of the "Demon God" pen and Kunpeng respectively. The rich golden light of merit shrouded the area around Kunpeng for tens of zhang, and even the saints could not probe it. Except, of course, Li Qingming.

When the six successful virtues entered the body, Kunpeng finally saw through the threshold, and soon the merit of making words was consumed by 20%.

"Boom"

Under the clear blue sky, there was suddenly another thunderstorm. I saw a condensed golden Qingyun around the square and round. Fluttering out from the top of Kunpeng's head. The Demon Master Palace, which has been refined by Kunpeng, is comparable to the top innate spirit treasure. Suddenly, there was a trembling, and a thin old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes walked out of the demon master's palace.

I saw this old man wearing a gray robe, embroidered with the North Sea. The Demon Master's Palace. The head full of silver hair is carefully combed to become a monk. There is a sense of intimate joy in the smile of charity.

The old man bowed and bowed to Kunpeng. Said: "Poor Dao has seen Taoist friends, Taoist friends are polite!"

Kunpeng looked at the old man, and his heart was happy. Said: "You and I are one, Daoyou don't have to be so formal! Daoyou cut out for the Demon Master Palace, and since then he has been called Peng Daoren, and since then he has returned to Qingyun!"

Peng Daoren nodded slightly, turned into a streamer and escaped into the Demon Master Palace.

Feeling the surging power of merit in his body and around him, Kunpeng was ruthless in his heart: "Nai Nai, fortunately, I even beheaded my own corpse!"

Thinking of this, the remaining power of the four successful virtues was frantically incorporated into the body under Kunpeng's deliberate devouring. And Kunpeng's cultivation is also rising, rushing from the middle stage of the quasi-saint to the peak of the middle stage of the quasi-saint in one breath. But the power of merit at this time was not enough to make Kunpeng advance to the late stage of the quasi-saint.

Just when he was anxious, Kunpeng suddenly felt that a stream of mysterious liliang suddenly gathered towards him from the outside world. This liliang is incomparably pure and full of vitality. Kunpeng seized this opportunity and slammed into a level towards Zuihou, and finally with the help of that mysterious liliang, Kunpeng successfully received the late stage cultivation of the Quasi-Saint. The rest of the mysterious liliang formed a circular light wheel behind Kunpeng's head. It's like the golden wheel of merit behind Nuwa. Magnificent and majestic.

"Boom!"

There was another void explosion, and the bamboo joints that had successfully advanced to the top acquired merit spirit treasure were bursting with brilliance. A middle-aged man strode out of Guanghua.

I saw that he was wearing a moon-white robe, embroidered with three thousand golden demon texts. The complexion is fair, the facial features are delicate, and the whole person presents an elegant atmosphere. His long black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and he held a slender bamboo cane in his hand.

I saw this middle-aged man holding a cane in one hand, bowing and saying, "Poor Dao has seen Taoist friends, Taoist friends are polite!"

Although Kunpeng felt that this guy's temperament was a little weird, he didn't think about it so much, and just smiled: "You and I are one, why be so polite!"

Then Kunpeng glanced at the middle-aged Taoist a few times, and thought: "Daoyou is cut out for the demon god pen, from now on your name is Zou Yan Daoren, go back to Qingyun!"

Suddenly, everyone found that from the Eastern Continent, a golden point of light floated in, and it was a jade unicorn. This jade unicorn holds a pen-shaped Dao fruit in its mouth, coming from far and near. He burrowed into the golden brilliance that enveloped the main Kunpeng, and then spit out the Dao Fruit, combining that Dao Fruit with the mysterious Liliang that was entrenched behind Kunpeng's head.

In fact, this mysterious liliang is very familiar to Li Qingming. It is the power of faith! This power of faith that continues to spread auspicious Kunpeng, in Li Qingming's view, is the desolate world, and all the demons are grateful to Kunpeng for creating a question and implementing the name of the demon master.

Suddenly, a strange wave flashed from Kunpeng's body. And Li Qingming, who was not far away, saw the change in Kunpeng's heart, and said to himself: "Could it be that this creation demon text also belongs to a kind of heaven and earth level?

Hongjun Lao Dao, who was sitting quietly in the Zixiao Palace outside the Chaos Heaven, suddenly felt a shake in the list of gods in his mind, and had no choice but to take it out and explore, and couldn't help frowning and said: "Yin Yang Holy God, Zou Yan! Born in the year of Ding You, he has been acting for seventy years, and his body has become holy! What year is this! Strange, strange!"

The boy Haotian, who was standing behind Hongjun, peeked at it.

I saw that on the bright yellow god list, there seemed to be endless pictures boiling and rolling, but these pictures were gray. Only near the far left of the scroll is a lifelike golden scroll. On the scroll is an elegant and delicate middle-aged man, the moon-white robe is full of runes the size of a fly's head, and he is holding a slender bamboo rod in his hand.

Next to this middle-aged man, there is still a line of small characters written in the Great Dao rune: "Those who have obtained this divine position should be able to get a glimpse of the mysteries of heaven and earth, step through the vain body, not be controlled by the book of heaven, and enjoy eternal immortality!"

"Do you understand?" Haotian was secretly wondering why this line of small characters was not golden, and suddenly a peaceful word came from his ear. When he looked up, he was startled. I saw Hongjun holding the god list with one hand, looking at himself with a smile.

"Poof!" Kneeling on the ground, Haotian kept kowtowing and said, "The disciple has overstepped, and I ask the saint to punish him!"

"Haotian Tong'er, can you understand the things on this list?" Hongjun waved his hand and brushed out a ray of light to hold up Haotian and asked again.

"Don't dare to deceive the sage master! The disciple saw that this list was full of bizarre pictures, and a single figure and strange beast all looked gray and lifeless. Only that elegant middle-aged man, shining with golden light, is vivid! Nothing else, nothing else!" Haotian's handsome little face was full of panic and overwhelm. I'm afraid that Hongjun will be unsatisfactory and will destroy himself immediately.

"Well, that's good!" Hongjun looked at Haotian and Yaochi in surprise, and then said, "Yaochi, how many years have you been following the old way!"

Yaochi was about to cry, what is this! It was obviously a disaster caused by Haotian Xiaodao Tong, how could he even be remembered for himself. Helpless, he glared at Haotian hatefully, Yaochi's little face was full of grievances, and tears flowed down like beads with broken threads: "Don't the sage want Yaochi? If the old man abandons Yaochi in the Flood Continent, how can Yaochi survive in the world!"

Hongjun was stunned, he didn't expect Yao Chi to say this, he shook his head with a wry smile, helped Yao Chi up, and said, "Over the years, your old way of serving is very thorough. Lao Dao should have a big opportunity to give to you here! Why, don't you want to wait?"

Yao Chi wiped his little face, glanced at Haotian beside him, and said, "Since that's the case, thank you for the success of the saint!"

Hongjun sighed and said, "Hey, since the Longhan Tribulation, the two of you have been following Lao Dao's side. Although you can always listen to the old Taoist preaching, your body has never grown up at all! This time, after the flood and famine, you will be reincarnated as a human race, and you will go through hundreds of millions of eons. When you are freed from the robbery, it is the time when your merits are consummated!"

Haotian and Yaochi are also firm-minded people, although they were a little frightened by the "billions of catastrophes" in Hongjun's mouth, but "the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies!", thinking of the two of them here, they knelt down and said: "Haotian and Yaochi thank the sage master for completion!"

Hongjun flicked his sleeves slightly, and Haotian and Yaochi turned into two streamers and disappeared into Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked at the two people who turned into rainbows, and muttered in his mouth: "Friends of the Sky Daoist and Friends of Biluo, the curtain has been opened!

......

Above Wanzhu Island in the South China Sea, Kunpeng, who had successfully broken through the realm, had a happy look on his face. He finally broke through the realm, and the most grateful person in his heart was Li Qingming. And Li Qingming's move of just swallowing the divine punishment and shaking the hand of the Heavenly Dao quietly imprinted an invincible mark in Kunpeng's heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, Kunpeng let the golden mangs drift away in the sky, strode towards Li Qingming, and said to the end: "Kunpeng should be the head of the bixia horse from now on." Bixia but there is a dispatch, Kunpeng will not say half a word!" (To be continued.) )