Honghuang: The opening auction of the Primordial Purple Qi!

Chapter 103 The Flood Wilderness Shakes, Nuwa Refines the Hongmeng Purple Qi!!

The voice of the demon Zuluo’s throat shook the universe, and the demon sound rolled and resounded in the sky, causing countless great gods to walk out of the retreat one after another, looking at the void with gloomy faces.

That magic sound made the great gods and powers all in a trance, and if they didn’t pay attention to it, they would fall into the abyss of the demon path.

Zixiao Palace.

The Hongjun saint suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying holy threat suddenly emerged, with a wisp of ~ anger and a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.

“Luo Ling, he actually has the ability to refine the Heavenly Demon Realm, and even transmitted his voice to the flood waste.”

“It seems that Luo either refined the Chaos Bead or the Chaos Creation Lotus, and his strength has grown by leaps and bounds, refining the Heavenly Demon Realm in one fell swoop.”

With the wisdom of the Hongjun saint, he immediately knew the cause and effect of everything, and his face suddenly sank.

Luo Throat was hitting him in the face, and he actually transmitted such a blatant sound, triggering the emotions of the gods of the Flood Desolation, and even going crazy.

As a saint, Hongjun’s eyes were lowered, and the vast holy power descended into the flood wilderness, competing with the demon power of Luo Ling.

“Luo Ling, if you want to be presumptuous in the flood wilderness, don’t see who is here!”

The cold voice of the Hongjun Saint sounded, dispelling the demonic power, shaking the flood, and constantly compressing the demonic power, collapsing.

It’s just that Luo Throat’s magic power is not so casually shattered.

The demonic qi rushed down from the void, as if a pitch-black waterfall rushed down, and a majestic man wearing a black Taoist robe slowly walked out of the waterfall.

With long hair and a shawl, a smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes discerned time and space, and he looked directly at the Purple Snow Palace, and Mozuluo stood with his hands in his throat, and said with a light smile: “Hongjun, the battle between you and me is not over yet.” ”

“Hmph!!”

The figure of the Hongjun saint slowly walked towards Luo Ling, surrounded by thousands of Dao, and the terrifying Dao Yun shook the universe.

Bang!!!

As if he had been shaken, a great god looked into the void one after another, holding his breath, watching this wonderful scene.

The Hongjun Saint and the Demon Zuluo appeared together, which made the Great Divine Power of the Hong Desolation shake.

Heaven.

Di Junran walked out of the retreat and looked at the two figures of the Hong Wilderness, although it was only two phantoms, not real bodies.

Di Jun also felt a thick might, as if he could crush Di Jun with just a single click.

“Is this the Hongjun Saint and the Demon Zuluo Throat? It’s really scary! ”

Thinking of this, Di Jun squinted and looked in the direction of the dragon clan, even if the candle dragon was mixed with the Dao, facing the Hongjun saint, he did not dare to fart.

It can be seen that the horror of the Hongjun saint.

Wa Imperial Palace.

Nuwa sat on the futon, opened her eyes and looked at the Hongjun Saint and the Demon Zuluo throat, and the shock in her heart was not small.

Just two figures, there is a feeling of suppressing ten thousand ways, making people unable to resist any move.

Nuwa muttered, “Is this the strength of a saint?” If you are not sanctified, you will eventually become an ant. ”

She knew that these words were said by the Hongjun saint himself, and now, seeing the two phantoms of the Demon Zuluo throat and the Hongjun saint shocked Nuwa greatly.

Witch Clan.

Candle Jiuyin suddenly shook, looking at the two figures in the void, like gods and demons, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, there was a sense of invincibility.

“It seems that Xiao Mei’s preaching of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal is a correct choice, otherwise, the Wu Clan will face such a powerful opponent, I am afraid that it will be exterminated in a while.”

In the eyes of Candle Jiuyin, there was a trace of gloom, which was to the Hongjun Saint.

Once, the Hongjun Saint shattered the Twelve Heavenly Gods Array that Zu Wu was proud of with just one move.

It can be seen that the strength of the Hongjun saint.

Nether Sea of Blood.

The old ancestor of the Styx River was shocked, and he, who was refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, looked at the Flood Barren Void, took a deep breath, and calmed the vibration in his heart.

“Hongjun Saint, Demon Zuluo Throat, is this going to war?”

A trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Styx Old Ancestor, the battle of the saints, he had not experienced it, and now he could see it, and it was not in vain.

Five Zhuangguan.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun looked at each other, seeing a trace of puzzlement in each other’s eyes, and at the same time were shocked that Demon Zuluo’s throat could turn into a virtual shadow.

Hong Yun’s face was full of shock, and said, “Brother Dao, is the Demon Zuluo throat going to return to the flood waste?” ”

Zhen Yuanzi said solemnly: “I don’t know, but with the Hongjun Saint here, even the Demon Zuluo throat does not dare to return to the Flood Wilderness!” ”

It’s just that when he said this, Zhen Yuanzi didn’t have the slightest authority, and his heart was still relatively empty.

In the void of the flood desolation, the Hongjun saint’s face was neither happy nor angry, but there was a trace of anger in his eyes, and it flashed away.

Luo Throat is trying to challenge his majesty, no matter how strong Luo Throat’s strength is, in the Flood Wilderness, Hongjun will not have the slightest fear.

Even Yang Mei Old Ancestor, in the flood wilderness, can only flee in the wilderness.

The Hongjun Sage smiled coldly and said, “Luo Ling, return to the Heavenly Demon Realm, otherwise don’t blame this seat for being unkind.” ”

When Luo Ling heard this, he laughed wildly, shaking the heavens and the earth, and said, “Hongjun, this seat did not hear it wrong, if you want to let this seat leave, you are not qualified yet!” ”

Hongjun nodded faintly, and then shook his head, with a hint of indifference in his tone, and said, “Since you toast and don’t eat and punish wine, this divine thought, this seat will accept it.” ”

Saying that, thousands of avenues rumbled in unison, bombarding down towards Luo Throat, sealing the heavens and the earth, and imprisoning time and space.

In the Flood Wilderness, Hongjun is the main force, and as soon as he makes a move, he directly strangles this phantom of Luo Ling.

Only a voice from Luo Throat remained.

“Hongjun, Dao Chang Devil Elimination, Devil Long Dao Elimination, this flood waste, it is also the turn of this seat to take charge.”

“Hongjun, a hundred years later, this seat will lead the Demon Demon Elder and step on the Purple Snow Palace.”

Luo Throat’s voice echoed for a long time, causing all sentient beings to change color, if Luo Lin really set foot in the flood waste, then how should sentient beings choose.

After all, Luo Throat has been famous for a long time, especially the three innate races, and the fear of Luo Throat is in the bones.

Moreover, the anger of the three innate races towards Luo Throat is as deep as the fear.

Hongjun looked at the direction where Luo Throat disappeared, and his tone was indifferent: “Luo Ling, if you rush here, this seat doesn’t mind driving you away again.” ”

Saying that, the figure of the Hongjun Saint disappeared into the void.

However, this turmoil has made the hearts of all the great gods surging, and they yearn for the realm of saints.

Dragons.

The Four Seas Dragon King reunited, and after a period of silence, the East Sea Dragon King spoke: “After a hundred years, Luo Throat returns, and we dragon clans must be prepared to deal with all difficulties. ”

The South Sea Dragon King frowned, “What if this is fake news from Luo Ling?” ”

“Even if it is fake, I must pay attention to it, don’t forget that Luo Throat calculates the innate three races, and is the best at conspiracies!”

The West Sea Dragon King’s face was gloomy.

The North Sea Dragon King said: “I agree with the Four Seas Dragon King. ”

The East Sea Dragon King glanced at everyone and said, “No matter when Luo Ling returns, I can’t be careless and stay vigilant.” ”

The Three Seas Dragon King nodded.

The candle dragon looked at the discussion of the Four Seas Dragon King in the chaos, and couldn’t help nodding, to deal with Luo Throat, accidentally can’t do it.

Mount Meru in the West.

Jun Ti and Zhu Yi both frowned, and a slight wry smile appeared on their faces.

Jun Ti looked at Senior Brother and said, “Senior Brother, when Luo Throat returns, I am afraid that Mount Meru will become the coordinates of Luo Throat.” ”

As a quasi-mention of Western creatures, he naturally knew that Mount Meru was the center of the position of Luo Throat in those years.

Even the temple of Rajin is built on Mount Meru, and if there is anything related to Rahru in the flood wilderness, it must be Mount Meru.

After listening to Jun Ti’s words, the bitterness on his face became even more bitter.

Before they could preach, they already needed to face a Mixed Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, and they were still existences that could compete with the Hongjun Saint.

He suddenly gritted his teeth, made a decision, and said seriously: “There are two roads in front of us now. ”

“What way!?”

“Wait for death, or refine Hongmeng Purple Qi!!”

When Senior Brother said the solution, Jun Ti was silent, knowing that refining Hongmeng Purple Qi was equivalent to handing over his life to Hongjun Saint.

Although the West is barren, it does not mean that you want to become a slave, and let others drive the lead and say lightly: “There is no free lunch in this world, if you want to compete for qi, you must first start from bowing your head, moreover, ordinary people want to get Hongmeng purple qi has no chance, we have the opportunity now, we must seize it.” ”

Listening to the words of the senior brother, Zhun Ti nodded with difficulty, and recognized the senior brother’s statement, so Zhun Ti began to quickly refine Hongmeng purple qi, I don’t know if it was an illusion, the two felt that the speed of refining Hongmeng purple qi became a lot faster.

Heavenly Court, Wahuang Palace.

Nuwa sat in the palace, exuding one after another of the qi of creation, and a venerable creature evolved from the qi of creation.

All kinds of creatures, different forms and different personalities, form a group of creatures, after the baptism of years, the creatures from birth to death, and then death to life.

A cycle is formed, which repeats itself and endlessly.

Finally, at a critical point, all the qi of creation turned into blue smoke and dissipated into the void.

Nuwa also slowly opened her eyes, like bright stars.

“This saint, between raising his hands and feet, it is the avenue that follows, if it is normal practice, I am afraid that it will take endless years to break through.”

Nuwa was talking to herself, and the bright stars in her eyes began to dim.

“If you want to break through the saint, you can only choose the way to refine Hongmeng purple qi, but after refining, you have to be led by the Hongjun saint…”

Nuwa was silent for a long time, as if she had figured it out, and the bright stars in her eyes were even more dazzling.

“Since the hall master knows the drawbacks of Hongmeng Purple Qi, he can also come up with a solution, which shows that Hongmeng Purple Qi can still be solved.”

“Now, my first consideration is how to face the problem of Luo Throat, if I can’t even pass the level of Luo Throat, how can I go to the Immortal Temple Auction more.”

“Therefore, preaching sanctification is the most important thing now.”

After Nuwa figured it out, she immediately began to refine the Hongmeng purple qi, and the rolling avenue perception continued to flow towards Nuwa, turning into pure truth, which was absorbed by Nuwa.

Moreover, Xiu Wei is also constantly improving, and it is only nine miles away from the barrier of the saint!