"Ah, Hongmeng Purple Qi has been robbed!" The Hongmeng Purple Qi that countless pairs of expectant and greedy eyes were staring at in the main hall of Zixiao Palace disappeared in the flashing sleeves in front of them, and countless monks were stunned, and some monks just reacted and roared loudly.

Some monks' minds turned quickly, but they no longer cared about the whereabouts of the disappeared Hongmeng Purple Qi, and they all looked at the remaining four Hongmeng Purple Qi in Hongjun Ancestor's hands with a greedy and excited face.

The three that disappeared have been determined to be Sanqing and others, even if they are recovered, it is none of their business, Sanqing was born noble, and there are three layers of heavenly merit by his side, and his cultivation is even more unfathomable, and none of the monks in the hall dare to fight Sanqing's Hongmeng purple qi.

However, the remaining four in the hands of Hongjun Ancestor are ** naked holy positions, and they can be sanctified if they get it, and more importantly, they have not been named and distributed.

Hongjun Ancestor didn't care about the eyes of those people below, he casually put away the remaining four Hongmeng purple qi, turned sideways and glared angrily, "Supreme Ancestor, you can also look at a few holy positions?"

This can't be blamed on Hongjun Ancestor's anger, but this Hongmeng purple qi is used by him to lure and collect disciples, and it can also collect most of the qi luck on the disciples.

As long as most of the qi luck is gathered in one, Hongjun will be able to break through the cultivation immediately, as long as he can achieve the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao stage with his body, he will no longer have to give Xie Qiang and the old Taoist Uncle He three points of face.

At this time, Hongjun Ancestor thought that Xie Qiang had seen through the cause and effect, and intervened to destroy his chance, and the creation jade disc flew out of his eyebrows and clasped it tightly in his hand, and the Heavenly Dao Falun behind his head was even more illusory, if Xie Qiang really wanted to forcibly snatch it, Hongjun Ancestor didn't care about having a fight with Xie Qiang.

"My brother doesn't allow anyone to control his fate, not even the Heavenly Dao!" Xie Qiang roared at Hongjun, and flicked the sleeve of his right hand slightly, revealing the palm of his right hand, in which the three Hongmeng purple qi were constantly tumbling and struggling.

The three Hongmeng purple qi faintly revealed a small Heavenly Dao Falun phantom.

"The mark of the way of heaven!" Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi and Tongtian exclaimed in unison.

A look of disbelief looked at Hongjun Ancestor on the high platform, and the three of them sacrificed the best innate spirit treasure at the same time, just like Xie Qiang said, no one can control the fate of the three of them, even if Hongjun Ancestor is the master of Sanqing.

"Ah, this Hongmeng purple qi has the mark of the Heavenly Dao on it!"

"Yes, you can control the life and death of the person who uses it!"

"Don't want this kind of Hongmeng purple gas!"

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When the three of Sanqing shouted, the entire Zixiao Palace hall was as chaotic and chaotic as a vegetable market, and the three thousand monks present were all people with great luck, great wisdom, and great perseverance, if they didn't know what happened until now, then their lives would have been gone long before they came to Zixiao Palace.

"Heavenly Dao! you are despicable," Hongjun Old Ancestor was suddenly shocked, hurriedly stood up and pointed angrily at the inexplicable void, and scolded loudly, "Supreme Daoist, I really don't know about this matter, it was the hands and feet of Heavenly Dao. ”

"Peng Peng Peng!" The voice kept coming, and a round of Heavenly Dao Falun as dazzling as the bright moon appeared in the sky of the main hall of Zixiao Palace, with an inexplicable majesty, and a huge and invincible momentum pressing down on the three thousand monks in the main hall.

Countless monks were straddled one after another and fell to the ground, even Zhun Ti and Jieyin, as well as Dijun and Taiyi and others, everyone's hearts were full of powerlessness, the strength of the Heavenly Dao was deeply imprinted in everyone's soul at this moment, and the incomparable image of the Heavenly Dao was shrouded in the soul of every monk who fell to the ground.

Sanqing and the others quickly set up a large array of Sancai to resist wave after wave of soul coercive attacks of the Heavenly Dao Falun, and the clothes of the three of them were swollen like balloons, their faces were pale, and the sweat on their foreheads was like rain.

Even the Hongjun Ancestor on the high platform is a jade plate of creation, and the laws of thousands of avenues naturally droop to protect the surroundings of Hongjun Ancestor.

Xie Qiang didn't believe until this time that Hongmeng Purple Qi was the hand and foot of Heavenly Dao, and Hongjun Ancestor really didn't know.

"Hongjun Daoist, quickly hand over the rest of the Hongmeng Purple Qi to me!" Xie Qiang roared, and the wheel of time and the door of space appeared above his head to rotate alternately into a Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram, which was the first defensive Dao technique "Tai Chi Guardian" that Xie Qiang first comprehended, and steadily protected himself and Hou Tu, and the soul coercion offensive of the Heavenly Dao could not infringe on it in the slightest.

Hearing this, Hongjun Old Ancestor looked hesitant, and suddenly gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great determination, and his right hand slightly spread four purple rays of light and shot towards Xie Qiang like lightning.

Xie Qiang grabbed it, took the four Hongmeng purple qi, and roared, "The power of the world is out!"

Countless inexplicable powers poured out of the pores around Xie Qiang's body, intertwined into a network of light and shadow that spread towards the entire Zixiao Palace, where the light and shadow net curtain passed, the monk in the net suddenly felt that the pressure on the soul given by the Heavenly Dao disappeared without a trace, and then the whole body seemed to be drained of mana, soft and weak.

But there was always a voice in the depths of everyone's hearts encouraging them to stand up and get rid of the powerful and incomparable influence that the Heavenly Dao had left in the depths of their souls, and most of the monks struggled to stand up with great difficulty.

Xie Qiang's face showed a look of appreciation, these monks who stood up with their strong willpower, if there was no death in the future, the gate of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal would be open to them sooner or later.

There are also some people who have already given up struggling, lying on the ground weakly, panting loudly, and this part of the people will live in the shadow of heaven forever in this life.

Even Niu Caixia struggled to stand up early.

Sanqing even protected Niu Caixia in the center of the Sancai Great Array, and in the entire Zixiao Palace hall, only the three of Sanqing could fight.

"Boom, boom!" The light of the Heavenly Dao Falun like the bright moon was more than ten times brighter than before, and the creation jade disc on the top of Hongjun Ancestor's head was compressed inch by inch inward, and a trace of sweat appeared on Hongjun Ancestor's forehead.

"Twelve Rank Golden Lotus Out!" Hongjun Ancestor's eyebrows instantly flew out of a golden lotus platform, Hongjun Ancestor stepped on the golden lotus platform, and the wall of the law of the thousands of avenues also expanded by one point, resisting another round of attacks from the Heavenly Dao Falun.

"Supreme Daoist, it's not okay to go on like this, you quickly think of a way!" Hongjun Ancestor is really powerless now, he can't imagine that the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao is so powerful, and now this coercive attack on the soul is at least the cultivation of the middle of the Heavenly Dao period.

The light and shadow screen arranged by Xie Qiang with the power of the world is also shrinking inch by inch, and the main hall of Zixiao Palace is too empty.

When Xie Qiang heard Hongjun Ancestor's words, he nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and threw a punch with his left hand towards the Heavenly Dao Falun above the void of the main hall, and the Heavenly Dao Falun suddenly became turbulent.

Xie Qiang seized this rare opportunity, a black and inconspicuous broken sword flew out from his eyebrows, and roared, "Sword of the Dao, slash ......!"

The sword of the Dao Chopping Dao flashed seven times like a phantom, and the small Heavenly Dao Falun Phantom in the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the palm of Xie Qiang's right hand was torn apart like paper paste, and the Heavenly Dao Falun above the void of the main hall of Zixiao Palace came with a whining sound like a baby crying, flickering a few times, and disappeared silently above the void of the main hall as when it came.