Honghuang: The opening auction of the Primordial Purple Qi!

Chapter 107: Tearing the First Killing Saint of the Heavenly Tribulation Flood Desolation!!

At the same time, Sanqing preached the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and the magnificent Mixed Yuan Saint Power turbulent the universe and attacked the heavenly dome.

The immeasurable creatures directly worshiped Kunlun Mountain, and the three Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortals came out together, what a shocking scene.

Not only are sentient beings bowing and worshiping, even the great gods are facing Sanqing at this moment, and they have to lower their proud heads.

At this moment, the great gods who went to Kunlun Mountain were terrified, and they thought that after Sanqing gave up the Hongmeng Purple Qi, they would fall to the realm.

Therefore, he was ready to snatch Hongmeng Purple Qi, but he didn’t expect that Sanqing would directly break the shackles and preach the Daoist Mixed Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal.

Such a surprise made the great god silently sad, silently left, and did not dare to think about it again.

Chaos Dragon Palace.

Candle Dragon looked at Sanqing’s Dao Mixed Yuan, with a trace of fighting intent in his eyes, not knowing what Sanqing’s strength was and whether he could fight him.

As a dragon clan, Candle Dragon is naturally a warlike person, and has preached for many years, and no one can fight him.

The strength of the Hongjun Saint is too strong, and the candle dragon does not dare to challenge, and now Sanqing preaches that he can fight with one of them and vent the anger in his heart.

“I hope you don’t let me down!”

The candle dragon stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the Kunlun Mountain from a distance, and his gaze fell on the eyes of the Heavenly Dao.

Heaven.

Kunpeng suddenly asked: “I don’t know if Sanqing can survive it, I can feel the slightest anger in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, I am afraid that Heavenly Dao will vent its anger on Sanqing.” ”

Donghuangtai looked at it and said, “With the strength of Sanqing, there should be no problem in fighting against the Heavenly Tribulation.” ”

A hint of fighting intent flashed in Donghuangtai’s eyes, although he knew the gap with Sanqing, it was more challenging to face such a strong person.

Thundered!!!

The eyes of the Heavenly Dao emitted bursts of thunderous sounds, and the boundless dark clouds covered the sky, covering the vast sky, and shrouded the Kunlun Mountain.

A murderous aura shrouded down, as if the sky was falling, and the sky was falling, as if Sanqing was going to smash alive.

One after another thunder gathered, intertwined among the dark clouds, exuding a dead silence: “Those who vainly try to provoke the Heavenly Dao, there is no amnesty for killing.” ”

The voice of the Hongjun Saint spread out from the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, and the thunder gathered, forming a sea of thunder, smashing towards Sanqing.

Heaven and earth changed color, the sky was white and white, everything dissipated, and where the sea of thunder passed, there was a dead silence, and there was no life.

Lao Tzu snorted coldly, rushed into the sea of thunder alone, and the majestic divine power erupted, his hands were like the hands of creation, and the sea of thunder was annihilated and shattered with one palm and one punch.

With a bang, the sea of thunder turned into flying ash, Lao Tzu stood proudly, looked directly into the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, and sneered: “Hongjun, you and I are in the same realm, how to judge me, if you don’t leave Kunlun Mountain, I’m afraid this Heavenly Dao Eye will be torn apart.” ”

Lao Tzu’s voice was desolate, domineering and leaking, even the eyes of Heaven’s Dao could not make him take half a step back, but he became more and more arrogant.

Among the Purple Snow Palace.

The Hongjun sage widened his eyes and said coldly: “Heavenly Dao, you are actually calculating this throne, and dare to judge Sanqing in the name of this throne. ”

He calculated the Heavenly Dao, but he did not expect to be calculated by the Heavenly Dao, which made Hongjun extremely angry.

And Tiandao was not happy or sad, very calm, and said: “Hongjun, you and I are just half a pound and eight taels, just as the so-called you have me and I only have you, regardless of each other, in your name, you can give Sanqing greater suppression!” ”

Hongjun sneered, wanting to calculate him, even if it was the Heavenly Dao, but it was better to wait for the Sanqing to end the Heavenly Tribulation before making a move.

Bang!!

One after another thunder turned into a sea of thunder, and the crazy bombardment fell down, wanting to destroy the three Qing and bombard it into slag.

Sanqing is not a fuel-saving lamp, as soon as Lao Tzu raised his hand, a yin and yang map swept out, a golden bridge spanned time and space, and a sea of thunder was truncated by life, and a scroll of thunder swallowed up the sea of thunder and disappeared.

Yuan Shi laughed, turned his hand, a long banner in his hand, the sharp sword intent pierced Huanyu, shook the long banner hard, cut out one after another chaotic sword qi, soared into the sky, and cut off a thunder sea.

Seeing Zhenxin’s original heavenly grabbing a blood-colored long sword, the meaning of the immortal is pervasive, turning over his hand and slashing out the gods and demons, tearing the sky, directly breaking through the heavenly calamity thunder, and slashing at the eyes of the heavenly path.

The Immortal Sword Sheng tore a corner of the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, and the Yin and Yang Taijitu turned into a golden bridge, tearing half of the Eye of the Heavenly Dao.

Pangu Banner cut out the Chaos Sword Qi and destroyed the Eye of Heaven’s Dao.

Easily kill all the eyes of the Heavenly Dao.

Such a scene, when the great god was seen, he immediately gasped and looked at the innate treasure in Sanqing’s hand, and his face showed a trace of longing.

“Innate treasure, I’m afraid this is an existence that cannot be touched in this life.”

“The power of the supreme treasure is really strong, and the eyes of the Heavenly Dao are directly torn apart.”

“Sanqing slapped the face of the Heavenly Dao like this, this is not hitting the face of the Hongjun Saint, you say, will the Hongjun Saint appear.”

“Is it like the scene when a phantom appeared and let the candle dragon go to the dojo of Chaos? I look at the suspense, after all, Sanqing holds the supreme treasure, even the Hongjun Saint can’t help Sanqing! ”

“Keep reading.”

The Great God Psychic was amazed, and Sanqing’s understatement to obliterate the eyes of the Heavenly Dao was enough to prove the strength of Sanqing.

Moreover, Sanqing still preached the Daluo Golden Immortal at the same time, which is rare in the flood wilderness.

Therefore, many great masters believe that it is difficult for the Hongjun saint to shake Sanqing, and can only admit defeat here in Sanqing.

Sanqing stood above Kunlun Mountain indifferently, with a slight smile on his face.

“I’m too old.”

“I am the Yuan Shi Tianzun.”

“I am the Tongtian Sect Leader.”

Sanqing shouted in unison, announcing Sanqing’s sermon.

“I’ll meet the mixed yuan!!!”

All sentient beings worship Kunlun Mountain and greet the Sanqing preaching.

Then, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi solemnly looked at Tongtian and said, “Third brother, if it weren’t for your decisiveness, I’m afraid I would still be struggling with the problem, and now preaching the Dao will still drag your credit.” ”

Tong Tian waved his hand and said, “It’s all my own brothers, so why say more.” ”

Lao Tzu thought for a while and said, “Now that we have preached, we must not forget to collect resources, and the auction cannot be missed.” ”

Hearing this, the two of them looked stunned, they were able to preach the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, that is, they relied on the fetish of the auction, even after the sermon, they did not dare to rush the auction.

“So I think that by establishing a great sect, the two of you can manage the disciples well, assist in cooperation, and collect more resources.”

Lao Tzu opened his mouth and proposed.

Such a proposal was approved by the two.

Suddenly, Sanqing’s pupils shrank, and the figure of the Hongjun Saint appeared in front of them, but they did not notice it in advance.

It immediately made Sanqing creepy.

Without waiting for Sanqing to speak, the Hongjun sage glanced at Sanqing lightly, and the endless coercion directly fixed the three in the void, unable to move.

Sanqing was shocked, they were three Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortals, but in front of the Hongjun Saint, they couldn’t bear a single look.

“You should know what this seat is here for.”

The Hongjun Saint shot Sanqing with a glance.

Sanqing was silent, and nodded tacitly, facing the powerful Hongjun Saint, who of them could refuse and who dared to refuse.

Hongjun nodded with satisfaction and said, “You guys who gave up Hongmeng Purple Qi and turned to Dao Mixed Yuan deserve this calamity, you understand.” ”

Sanqing nodded.

“Since you understand, then you only have three days to deal with the internal affairs of Kunlun Mountain, and then go to Chaos to establish a dojo, and you must not interfere in the flood and desolation affairs.”

“If something goes wrong, then don’t blame Honza for being unkind.”

Hongjun Saint knocked Sanqing, and he also had this qualification.

Just when Hongjun wanted to say something, he suddenly looked in the direction of the Nether Blood Sea in surprise, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Hongjun muttered, “The Styx is also going to preach.” ”

As soon as these words came out, Sanqing was surprised, but after thinking about it, it had been a long time since the ancestor of the Styx River obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it was natural for him to become holy now.

After all, the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the hands of the Styx Old Ancestor was flawless.

Thundered!!!

Suddenly, a raging killing intent erupted from the Nether Sea of Blood, which instantly enveloped the flood, and the blood-colored killing intent bloomed.

A touch of blood swept through the flood wilderness, making all living beings feel the artistic conception of a corpse mountain and a sea of blood, and the entire flood wilderness was shrouded in boundless killing intent.

The sentient beings were terrified, and the great gods were horrified.

The vast killing intent continued endlessly, gushing out one by one.

The Nether Sea of Blood erupted a pillar of blood, and at the top of the blood pillar stood the Styx Old Ancestor dressed in a blood-colored Daoist robe.

I saw him whispering: “This seat of the Styx, today preached sanctification, and called himself Styx to kill the saint.” ”

“Kill the heavens, kill the earth, kill all living beings, all things in the heavens and the earth, incomparably killable.”

As the ancestor of the Styx River lightly thought of the supreme killing true intention, a killing thought rushed into the sky, turbulent and desolate.

Countless life inspirations were subjected to a sense of death, as if they would fall into the abyss of killing at any time, becoming a touch of killing intent.

The ancestor of the Styx preached sanctification, a veritable flood and wilderness of the first killing saint, to kill the Tao.

The terrifying killing intent, even ordinary saints’ faces changed drastically, and they did not dare to respond to its edge.

All the forces of the Flood Wilderness were shocked by today’s scene, and the four Mixed Yuan Saints in one day preached in unison.

This is a scene that is enough to go down in history, and it is also a scene that all living beings need to remember, which is too shocking.

“Meet the Styx Killing Saint!! Congratulations to the Styx for killing the holy sermon! ”

All living beings worship again, respectfully, and celebrate the birth of the killing saint.

“Hahaha!”

The Styx Old Ancestor laughed, and suddenly, he couldn’t laugh, because he saw the Hongjun Sage standing not far away, quietly watching him.

“I’ve seen a saint!”

The ancestor of the Styx River did not dare to raise it, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, not daring to hurry.

“You should be clear about the rules of this seat.”

“The Styx knows, but I also ask the saint to give a few more days, and some things in the Nether Blood Sea need me to preside over it personally.”

“Ten days! No more, Sanqing is only three days. ”

“Obey the orders of the saints.”

Hongjun nodded, and immediately dissipated into the void.

The Styx Old Ancestor glanced at the chaos, and then returned to the Netherworld Blood Sea, he still had a big thing to do.