Chapter 187 What a big Hongmeng purple gas, the Western Sect vomited blood (3/8)

An ordinary person, a hundred-year-old quasi-saint.

Of course, this also has something to do with Fu Xi's previous life, when he was the demon emperor of the demon clan.

It has something to do with him being the elder brother of the saint Nuwa.

But even so, the speed of reincarnation and recultivation is very amazing.

"Sister ......"

Fu Xi held the Hetu Luo book, a trace of desolation appeared in his eyes, he looked at Nuwa, and smiled bitterly.

Now that he has broken through the quasi-saint, the origin has returned, and the past has come to mind one by one.

At this moment, he finally understood why his sister was pulling himself hard and not allowing himself to go to the demon clan to be the demon emperor, and why the strength of the witch clan and the demon clan was always comparable, and no one could crush anyone.

Now, he got it.

"Hahahaha...... Fu Xi looked up to the sky and shouted: "A dream for a thousand years." In my last life, I Fuxi was the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, although I didn't personally intervene, but the Demon Clan slaughtered hundreds of millions of human races, and I remember it vividly!"

"But...... In this life, I turned out to be a human race. "

"Hahahaha......"

"Congratulations?"

"Pathetic?

"No ......"

Fu Xi roared: "This is my Fu Xi's fate!"

"Brother......

Nuwa burst into tears.

Fu Xi smiled, shook his head, and suddenly knelt directly on the ground in front of Nuwa: "Terran Fuxi, I have seen the Holy Mother Nuwa Niangniang, from today on, the demon emperor Fuxi is dead, and there is only a human Fuxi in the world!"

"No...... Brother!"

Nuwa couldn't accept this fact, and she stepped forward to pull Fuxi up.

Shi Yu pulled Nuwa away and said lightly: "Nuwa Niangniang, don't be sad, everything is doomed." "

"Boom ......"

Fu Xi stood up, facing the sky on his back, and in his hand, his right hand Hetu was raised high, and then a sharp knife fell.

A vague breath cut from Fu Xi's body, and in a single breath another human form almost identical to Fu Xi's body was formed.

"Today, Fu Xi beheaded his own corpse, from today on, Fu Xi is a human race Fu Xi, not a demon emperor of the demon race!"

Fu Xi's voice, blessed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, came out in a mighty way and walked in all directions.

"No...... Brother ......"

Seeing that Fuxi suddenly cut off the self of the previous life, Nuwa felt sad.

"Boom ......"

At the same time, as Fu Xi beheaded the corpse, Fu Xi's cultivation also exploded, directly crossing a level.

From the early stage of the quasi-sainthood, to the middle stage of the quasi-sainthood.

"Come again!"

Fu Xi shouted again, waved his hand, and Luo Shu in his left hand flew out, and fought again.

Thundered......

A swarthy aura was cut down, and a black evil corpse was formed in one breath.

Fu Xi said: "Today, Fu Xi beheaded the evil corpse, this evil is the evil of the demon emperor in the previous life!"

Rumble......

The evil corpse was cut off, and Fu Xi's cultivation went from the middle stage of the quasi-saint to the late stage of the quasi-saint all of a sudden.

Back then, Hongjun Dao ancestors passed down the method of standing three corpses, and the monks in the early stage of the quasi-saint only needed to cut off the three corpses of the good and evil self to reach the peak of the quasi-saint cultivation.

After reaching the peak of the quasi-saint, and then fusing the origin of the corpse innate spirit treasure into a verifiable Tao, there is a certain chance to achieve a mixed yuan saint.

Of course, the odds are similar to winning the lottery.

Anyway, I haven't seen anyone become holy through this method, but in the midst of the wilderness, countless people have tried.

However, Fu Xi understood the Dao rhyme on the Hetuluo book, deduced the innate gossip, and had already seen his past and future, so he knew that he could not become a Heavenly Dao Saint, but could only become a Minor Dao Saint, so he was not delusional about the Mixed Yuan Saint Realm.

Since you don't want to mix the Yuan Saint Realm, then the treasure of the corpse, even if it is not the same origin, it doesn't matter, after all, it is no longer one.

Therefore, Fu Xi beheaded the first two corpses, using the Hetu Luo book, but the last one he looked at Nuwa.

Nuwa waved her hand and threw Fu Xiqin to him.

Fu Xi took the Xiqin and hesitated for a long time, after all, he didn't make up his mind to cut off the last wisp of good corpse, he sighed and said: "I am no longer the demon emperor of the demon clan, but I am your brother, this good corpse, don't behead it!"

"Woo woo woo ......" Nuwa nodded excitedly.

Shi Yu also smiled and said, "Fuxi, if you don't behead the good corpse, you won't be able to reach the peak of the quasi-saint, and you won't be able to complete it, you think about it!"

"Think about it!" Fu Xi said: "On the way to cultivation, how can there be a shortcut? The disciple is willing to enlighten on his own, and has reached the peak of the quasi-saint!"

"Good!"

Shi Yu said: "You have a good heart, so, let the teacher help you!"

Shout......

With a wave of Shi Yu's hand, a pill flew out of his hand and landed in front of Fu Xi.

The pill is not big, it is purple and golden, and there are endless patterns on it, and the weather is one after another, which makes Fuxi and even Nuwa shocked.

Nuwa said, "This is ...... Pangu Essence Blood?"

"Not bad...... Shi Yu said: "This is a drop of Pangu essence blood, which has been blessed by me 256 times the effect, after being swallowed by Fuxi Daoyou, hehe...... Quasi-holy consummation, only in an instant!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Shi Yu called him a fellow Daoist, but Fu Xi took the elixir given by Shi Yu very politely, and swallowed it directly into his stomach with one mouth.

Rumble......

In an instant, a huge aura came to the sky.

Roar......

Above the nine heavens, the heavens roared.

But after Tiandao saw Shi Yu clearly, he suddenly coaxed him again and retreated directly: Big man, you are also here, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......

One year!

Two years!

Three years!

Five years!

......

A hundred years later, Fu Xi completely consumed the energy in Pangu's essence blood and directly broke through to the peak of the quasi-saint.

At the same time, what made Fu Xi excited was that his bloodline level had also increased.

From the seventh-grade bloodline, it has been promoted to the eighth-grade half-bloodline.

"This ......" Fu Xi said: "Disciple Fu Xi, thank you Master!"

......

Mount Meru!

Maitreya had already returned to the sect with the medicine man.

Without the innate gossip of the Emperor of the People, the pharmacist and the Emperor of the People are destined to be lost.

"Master......" Maitreya said: "The disciple is at fault, please punish the master!"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Zhun Ti said: "Don't worry, what if he Shiyu is full of merit, without Hongmeng Purple Qi, I see how he is perfect, how to explain to the Heavenly Dao, and how to witness the position of the emperor!"

However, the moment of slapping the face came in an instant.

I saw that hundreds of millions of miles away, Shi Yu suddenly took out a Hongmeng purple qi from his arms.

The kind of Hongmeng purple gas that is like a fake.

Moreover, it is not a piece in the hands of the quasi-handler, but a whole one, a large one.

It is exactly the same as the Hongmeng purple qi used by Dan Nian Zhun Ti, Jieyin, Sanqing and others when they preached.

"Poof......

Zhun Ti directly spat out a mouthful of blood, shooting through the countless forbidden formations outside Mount Meru: "Impossible...... How could it be? How could he have Hongmeng Purple Qi? How could he have Hongmeng Purple Qi and be so big......

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