Prehistoric Qinglian

()233, Hongjun became a saint

chaos

Escape, the quality of a monk is vividly reflected in it, and Qinglian is like this.

He understands the Three Thousand Avenues and Three Thousand Rules, but he has never really been familiar with and used them all. Now that he is forced to go to Liangshan, he has become irregular when deploying sonic formations. He will deploy whatever comes to mind. The key is

You can't waste time when setting up the formation, just drop it casually without stopping.

As a result, the seriously injured monk in the Dzogchen position began to suffer bad luck. The first sound wave formation made him ignore it for a while. When he finally tracked it, the injuries he took the opportunity to recover worsened. But when he had a feeling in his heart,

Sleep,

When he stepped into the second sonic formation, the formation in front of him was almost the same as the first one. He was prepared to protect his soul, but this formation was unresponsive and had no attack power at all. When he jumped out

The formation was calculated with fingers, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, with a loud shout, and relying on this mouthful of blood, he initiated blood escape to track;

This second sonic array had no attack at all. When Qinglian laid it down casually, what he thought of was time. Within the array, the speed of time passing was countless times different from that in the outside world. The monk stayed in it for only three breaths. Qinglian

The time to escape has passed for more than a year, and not pursuing him with blood escape means losing Qinglian's whereabouts.

Starting from this formation, the subsequent changes were erratic, and the space transformation caused the monk to run back and forth twice; inadvertently, the sound wave of the soul was attacking again with destructive power...

After years of tracking, the previous Qinglian formations have become more and more proficient, and now the formations deployed can now easily throw out two rules;

For example, the combination of time and space forms time and space. Under the psychedelic sound wave, it can bring you several years of glory;

For example, when the rules of creation and destruction are combined, the tracking monk falling into it is like chaos, upside down, left, and right, but unable to find it. Once he enters it, creation and destruction collide, forming a big explosion, which almost makes him seriously injured and dying;

For example, if you use the rule of a little bit of poison when a wooden rule is in place, you will inadvertently add poison to him, and after tracking it for tens of billions of miles, you will find that you have been poisoned for a long time, and it is about to penetrate into your bone marrow;

…

This monk is now completely scared. He dare not not chase, but he is also afraid of tracking in his heart. Qinglian in front has no way to hide his traces, and the chaos and chaos caused by moving forward cannot be erased, even at the slightest cost.

, he can roughly figure out the direction, but now his injury no longer allows such crazy speed;

He is very aware of his own injuries. In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the little bit of destructive power has not been completely removed, which affects his current speed. The injuries on his body are urgent. The toxins in the blood are condensed, destroying everything that can be destroyed.

Adding up the three, the best way is to stay and find a place to recover;

However, this is just a thought. He knows that if he fails to catch up with Qinglian, his life will definitely be in danger. His own soul aura has been familiar to the organization. With this little soul aura, a half-dao monk can kill him with a curse.

turned into ashes;

Nowadays, he is just tracking for the sake of tracking. Once he enters the formation, his first priority is to protect his body. Once he comes out of the formation, he just drives at a high speed to prevent himself from falling further behind.

During the decades of escape, Qinglian also deeply felt that her own strength was insufficient. She knew that the monks behind her were being distanced, but she could not escape the pursuit. She calculated in her mind for a long time, and there were countless combinations of rules along the way.

main choice;

Time and space, destruction and creation, but the final choice is fear and sadness;

Time and space buy time for oneself, destruction creates explosions to make the opponent's injuries more serious, fear and sadness make the opponent's emotions fluctuate, and combined with sonic psychedelics, the effect can be strengthened, but Qinglian is thinking that after countless times, the opponent may be able to be

evoke inner demons;

chaos

Thunder and the monk in the middle stage of chaos were facing each other. They were all waiting. For decades, Qinglian's escape distance was just one blood escape for the monk in the chaos stage.

prehistoric sun star

Tao Luoyue has disappeared, Taiyi and Jun are in a state of trance, and the other party is disdainful to kill them. This kind of being ignored but being tortured and killed still stimulates the two of them;

In the Palace of the Sun, Jun and Taiyi sat for a long time, neither of them spoke. They could feel each other's thoughts, trance, confusion, uneasiness, fear...

Countless thoughts intertwine in my mind, struggling to stimulate my last bit of dignity. This has been going on for decades, and I don’t know where to go;

Taiyi lost the Chaos Clock, and now he is empty-handed. He has completely lost contact with the Chaos Clock, and his fate is over, even though he knows that the Chaos Clock is somewhere on the Sun Star, suppressing the sun;

Jun's ambition has been tortured for decades. Should he move forward to gather momentum, or should he retreat to cultivate himself? There is a great terror between life and death;

On this day, a terrifying coercion came from the ancient world. Billions of feet of purple energy rose in the east, crossing the entire space and heading west. The purple energy swept across, and the monk's hidden disease for many years was eradicated in an instant.

God is also very transparent, and countless creatures have developed spiritual wisdom and received great opportunities during this time;

"I am Hongjun. I have achieved the holy status today. After a calamity, I will give a lecture on the Three Thousand Great Ways in Zixiao Palace. Anyone who is destined can come and listen to the lecture!"

The voice of majesty spread across space and spread throughout the prehistoric world. The name 'Holy Throne' appeared in the world for the first time. The terrifying coercion was strengthened by the prehistoric heaven and affected the creatures of the prehistoric world. Quasi-sages and those under the quasi-sage had almost no possibility of resistance.

All of them were pressed to the ground, and the sub-sage monks who were not strong-minded also had to kneel down with the crowd. Under the way of heaven, there are still saints.

The place where chaos and prehistoric times meet, a place of world barrier, where Sanqing, Xie Xun, Nuwa and Xuanzhou are retreating, suppressed by the chessboard of heaven and earth, the flow of chaotic air here is stable, the spiritual energy of chaos is rich and terrifying, the world between heaven and earth

Rules are everywhere here;

Hongjun's voice spread, and here, Sanqing and Nuwa were able to hear it. Under the law of heaven, four people were destined to be holy, but Xie Xun and Xuanzhou had no influence at all;

"Brother! We are in chaos now, but the voice of Hongjun can be transmitted to our ears through the chessboard of heaven and earth. We know this holy place. Brother Qinglian also mentioned it to us. It seems that it is necessary.

Let’s go for a walk!”

Sanqing and Nuwa gathered together and spoke in original words. The words in them were somewhat desolate. Qinglian had already told them about the status of 'sage'. Now that they have already reached the Hunyuan level, they are somewhat repulsive towards saints. This desolation

In the process, there was indeed some helplessness. Pangu opened up the world, Sanqing gained the legacy, and also gained many responsibilities.

At the Yangmei Dojo in Nanhuang, Hu Zhou looked at Yangmei doubtfully, listened carefully to the difference between the saint and Hunyuan, and made his own choice in his heart;

Almost at the same time, those Chaos Demon Gods all passed down their theories, and the theory of holy status also began to spread in the ancient world. For monks with inheritance, the attraction ability is still shallow, but for those who are stuck in the sub-sage and cannot break through.

The monk is a great blessing, there is one more choice!

The era of saints is about to begin in the prehistoric times!