Chapter 1593 My Brother and I Have a Deep Relationship

Zhao Xiaoxiang took a look and saw that many stars were outlined into a huge portal. On the portal, countless patterns were engraved, including immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, and everything else. If you change the angle slightly, you will find that there are no immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, and gods. The entire portal is not a door, but a demon god holding up the dimension of heaven and earth.

This is the dimension gate evolved by the Blood Saint.

In addition, there is also a group of Hongmeng Qi here. To be precise, it looks like a group of Qi and a gold list.

Hongmeng Gold List!

Hongmeng, this is the saying in the federal culture. Different cultures have different words to describe this state.

But one thing is that Hongmeng is still before chaos!

If the dimension represents existence, and nothingness symbolizes nothingness, there is a stage or moment in the process of creating something out of nothing, which is Hongmeng.

On the road to pursuing the Great Dao, these strong men in the dimension and time also went in two directions, one to seek existence, and the other to prove non-existence.

In addition to these, this region with endless mysterious colors has nothing else. There are no endless treasures in the legend, and the fairy fruit that can be eaten to become a fairy does not exist. Picking up a stone on the roadside is a matter of supreme divine materials for the lower world.

Not to mention that the closer to the edge of the dimension, the thinner the various energy materials and information are. To put it simply, the so-called fairy fruit divine materials are meaningless to people of the level of the saints, so it is impossible for them to waste their strength to create them, even if this strength, for them, is not even a drop of water in the ocean.

The light transformed by the Holy Boat protected Zhao Xiaoxiang from the invasion of the Dao light here, and took her directly into the dimensional gate.

As soon as Zhao Xiaoxiang entered the gate, he saw the Blood Saint had appeared and greeted him personally.

The image of the Blood Saint now is very different from that of the past. He used to be a heroic young man with a masculine and vast aura, like a god of war. At first glance, it seems that there is always a surging vitality in his body, and the whole state of life is more dazzling than the sun.

Even if trillions of universes explode together, the light they emit cannot compare to the light of life that he naturally emits.

But now, he has become a skinny old man with white hair and beard, with a Taoist style, no dazzling light, but rather a simple and natural temperament.

This is naturally not because the other party has become weaker, but because the Blood Saint is getting stronger and stronger now.

The change of image is nothing more than the appearance is born from the heart, and things grow old when they are strong. On the contrary, it is only when they are old that they can achieve nirvana.

In these ten thousand years, Zhao Xiaoxiang almost watched the other party "get old" step by step.

Ten thousand years ago, when the Council of Saints was just established, Blood Saint invited her to take a seat. At that time, it was her "first time" to see Blood Saint. As for the previous time, it was in a "dream". In the dream, she was so arrogant that she couldn't control herself and wanted to stab Zhao Cheng in the back. As a result, Zhao Cheng smiled and crushed her head, completing the other party's achievement of killing his sister to prove the truth.

And Blood Saint was still floating on the edge of the dimension in the dream at that time, so embarrassed...

It can be said that if there was no hole in the sky and the world had not changed, Blood Saint would definitely be the first among the saints to achieve Yuanshi.

As for now, the other party may not have that time.

Even if Blood Saint became Yuanshi, the result would still be worrying for the unpredictable future.

"Greetings to Daojun!"

When Blood Saint saw Zhao Xiaoxiang, he did not hesitate and bowed immediately, without any reserve as the first saint under the Dao.

If this matter were to spread, it would undoubtedly be very explosive.

After all, in the eyes of many people, the reason why the Federation can occupy a seat is because of the existence of the Great Heavenly Venerable, so Zhao Xiaoxiang occupied a seat without being a saint.

Indeed, the "resources" allocated by the Council of Saints are nothing to the Saints, but for specific civilizations, it is a terrifying number.

It can be said that if the benefits of this seat can be fully digested, it will be enough to make the Universal Federation develop for billions of years less...

Even if it cannot be digested much, the benefits are unimaginable.

But more benefits are not all good things. Thousands of years ago, the disaster of the Federation also had this factor. If there was no seat, the Federation would not have been able to develop so fast.

In the circle of civilizations in the multiverse, Zhao Xiaoxiang's reputation is not very good.

Although his strength is not strong, he is thick-faced and black-hearted, and has a deep background.

Indeed, the war has been eliminated now, but that is on the surface. In secret, there are still many invisible struggles.

Originally, the Saints were high above, just making rules and maintaining rules.

But Zhao Xiaoxiang, who is both a contestant and a referee, is a headache.

For some major "projects" and "proposals", the other party directly fills in the proposals according to the situation of their own civilization. The key is that the saints can actually pass the proposals...

However, if other civilizations knew what was happening, they would not think about why the saints took sides.

However, Zhao Xiaoxiang avoided it again when he saw this scene, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: "No wonder Zhao Cheng said before he disappeared that the Blood Saint could be entrusted with important matters. This person's moral bottom line is indeed very flexible..."

Since Zhao Cheng can entrust the King of Light, it is natural that he did not explain everything, but he just didn't say where he was going.

In other words, it cannot be said. Zhao Xiaoxiang also knows that many things, once said, will produce traces of cause and effect, create variables, and cause bad things once said.

Although the Blood Saint was polite, Zhao Xiaoxiang was unwilling to admit that he was the Dao Lord, so after avoiding him, he immediately said: "Blood Saint, you are too polite. When it comes to cultivation, you are the senior, and I am just a junior. , How can I be worthy of your worship? As for the Tao Lord, the Tao Lord is the Tao Lord, and I am me."

"My brother and I have a very deep relationship, how could we do such things as fratricide?!"

"that's not me!"

When the Blood Saint heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "The Little Heavenly Lord must be here for the great sacrifice. The Little Heavenly Lord came at the right time, neither early nor late. The sacrificial vessel was cast just a moment ago."

"However, the altar built by the Wild Lord and the others will probably take a while or three to be complete!"

The Blood Saint, on the other hand, followed the good example and immediately changed his name. He couldn't be more polite.

Indeed, Zhao Xiaoxiang emphasized that he was not, but he did not understand or understand things in the realm of Daojun and Zhao Cheng. Who knows if this is a special play of that realm? !

As for saying that there would be no fratricide, if he hadn't been at the scene and saw Zhao Cheng laughing and crushing Daojun's head, he would have almost believed it.

As for the character of the strong.

Those who pay attention to character and character cannot become truly strong. To the Tao, these are just external things.