Chapter 1618 Forwarding the Primordial Purple Qi

Is Xiao Tian out of his mind?

Sanqing was astonished, and Zhunti was ecstatic.

Daozu Hongjun stared at Xiao Tian, ​​trying to see through Xiao Tian's inner thoughts, but he couldn't see through.

"Why?"

Xiao Tian smiled and said: "Xiao thinks that his talent is not as good as that of Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tong Tian. How can they be senior senior brothers?"

Sanqing couldn't help but glanced at Xiao Tian, ​​secretly thinking that this Xiao Tian still had self-knowledge.

Hongjun wanted to laugh in his heart, and said expressionlessly: "You were transformed by the essence of Pangu's back. You are a congenital god's mansion. You are blessed with profound fortune and great merit. If so, are you willing to be a disciple?"

Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin, Nuwa and everyone suddenly realized, no wonder Xiao Tian's strength is so strong, so it turns out that his heels are so extraordinary.

Sanqing's affection for Xiao Tian increased greatly for a while, after all, they are all orthodox in Pan Gu's blood.

"Teacher." Xiao Tian heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he is not afraid of death, after all, he can be resurrected infinitely, but once he becomes a young bird and is sealed, it will be uncomfortable.

But now, partnering with Sanqing, the future will be interesting.

Zhunti was a little depressed, he didn't expect Xiao Tian to be so extraordinary, when he saw San Qing greeting Xiao Tian, ​​he felt bad, he was so miserable.

"There are three ways to be holy! One is to prove the Tao with strength..."

"Saint, immortal, the true spirit rests in the river of fate..."

The Taoist ancestor talked about the way of a saint and the way of becoming a saint. Nuwa and Fuxi felt as if they were in a wonderful place. The more they listened, the more shocked they became, and they found that these ways were the same as what Xiao Tian said at that time.

In addition to explaining the way of becoming a saint, Taoist Hongjun also talked about the three thousand ways and the method of supernatural powers.

But this time, Xiao Tian was still very embarrassed, he couldn't hear the Three Thousand Ways at all.

Hongjun naturally noticed Xiao Tian, ​​who was like the extraordinary Sanqing, in the realm of enlightenment, the whole body was clear and mysterious, and the rhyme of good fortune was revealed, but Xiao Tian had nothing in his body, but he was puzzled why he was clearly following Pangu The innate god's mansion transformed from the essence of the spine, but there is a problem with his talent?

If it wasn't because of Xiao Tian's own cultivation, Hong Jun would have seen it, and Hong Jun would have wanted to study Xiao Tian carefully.

"This kid is pretending." Hongjun thought to himself.

Time passed, and Hongjun's sermon ended.

"The road to sanctification is arduous, but the holy place is limited, and one thing is needed to achieve the holy place."

"Massive Purple Qi!"

Kunpeng, Minghe, Dijun, Donghuang, etc. watched the Taoist ancestor hand out to Sanqing, Xiao Tian, ​​Jieyin Zhunti, Nuwa and Hongyun the key to holiness, and their eyes were red.

"Dare to ask the ancestors, how many saints are there?" Kunpeng asked.

Hongjun said expressionlessly: "Ten, but nine are the number one, get rid of one, and the remaining two Hongmeng purple energy, even I don't know where it is."

Kunpeng and other great powers were startled. In this way, counting the seven disciples of Daozu Hongjun and Hongyun, there are already eight saints, and there is only one left.

"Red Cloud!" Kunpeng thought evilly for a moment.

The other eight are Taoist disciples, but Hong Yun is not!

Kunpeng thought of the grievances between Hongyun and himself, and clenched his fists under the black canopy.

Xiao Tian had a clear perception of the surrounding situation, secretly sighed that the calamity of the Lich was about to begin, Hong Jun's move was going to ruin Hong Yun's life.

"With my coming, there are many variables. I don't know if the next script will change outrageously?" Xiao Tian was a little flustered, his golden finger of time travel might be useless.

"Teacher, is it necessary to become a saint if you have the primordial purple energy?" Yuan Shi asked.

"Naturally, it's just sooner or later." Hongjun said expressionlessly: "It's just that if you are killed before refining the primordial purple qi, the primordial purple qi will escape."

Xiao Tian smiled inwardly, seeing Yuan Shi and Hong Yun have a causal line appearing.

Yuanshi's question and Hongjun's answer made it clear that Kunpeng and some unruly people in Zixiao Palace had a sharp increase in their thoughts.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, thinking of his old friend Hong Yun, and sighed inwardly.

Does he want to help?

Daoist Hongjun glanced at the crowd and said: "This is the last sermon of this seat. The precious rocks are divided in the back. There are some spiritual treasures that this seat does not need. You can go and get them. After that, this seat will be united and will not be prehistoric."

"Respectfully send off Daozu (teacher)!"

"Kill!" Xiao Tian yelled, with the fastest speed, he rushed directly to Fen Baoyan, the divine power was activated, and swept away many Lingbao, no matter what it was.

The speed of Sanqing is not slow.

Zhunti was about to vomit blood, he had spotted a few of them, but Xiao Tian swept them away.

Xiao Tian, ​​who had reaped the first wave of war profits, moved arrogantly, found his younger brother Xiao Li, and was waiting somewhere in Zixiao Palace.

Not long after, there was no magic weapon on Fenbaoyan, and they were all robbed. They were like wolves and tigers, and they were cleaned up.

"It's really a group of ignorant guys. This precious rock is also a good thing. It's not bad to refine it into bricks and hit people later."

Xiao Tian went over with a smile and took Fen Baoyan away.

The disciples of Zixiao Palace left Zixiao Palace together, and the Three Purities were in one body. Even if they had the chance of sanctification that was missed by others, but they were powerful and no one dared to provoke them.

Sanqing waited at the gate of Zixiao Palace, waiting for Xiao Tian to come out.

Lao Tzu said: "Daoist friend Xiao Tian, ​​we are all Pan Gu orthodox, let's go together."

"good."

The four of Xiao Tian led Xiao Li into the chaos, and none of the disciples of Zixiao Palace dared to jointly provoke them.

"Nuwa, Fuxi, find a place to discuss Taoism?"

Xiao Tian discovered that several groups of daring disciples of Zixiao Palace planned to ambush Nuwa and Fuxi.

Nuwa and Fuxi were overjoyed secretly, and rushed to go together.

The big bosses who were about to ambush secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, they didn't really want to ambush Daozu disciples, but the chance of becoming a saint was too tempting.

Returning to the prehistoric world, Nuwa and Fuxi bid farewell to each other, and Xiao Tian and Xiao Li were invited by Sanqing to be their guests.

After being a guest for thousands of years, Xiao Tian and Xiao Li left Kunlun with a lot of money.

Currently Xiao Tian has two primordial purple qi in his hand, which can make two saints.

He didn't intend to refine the Primordial Purple Qi. Although refining the Primal Purple Qi would speed up the progress of becoming a saint, he knew that his true level might not even be that of a golden immortal, but he only had a quasi-sage experience card.

"Little brother, do you want to become a saint?" Xiao Tian stared at Xiao Li, who was the monitor of the Dao of Heaven.

"Brother, I think, saints are immortal, so I want to be immortal with brother."

"Okay." Xiao Tian gave the Primordial Purple Qi to Xiao Li.

The cute Xiao Li was stunned for a moment.

"Brother, Daozu gave you this. I don't want it. How can you become a saint if I want it?"

"Little brother, you are so stupid! Who said that without the primordial purple energy, you can't become a saint? I don't believe in this evil! I want to go to prove the way with strength. You keep the primordial purple energy and refine it. If you refuse, I will throw you into the pigpen."

Xiao Li's scalp suddenly exploded, remembering that a Taiyi Golden Immortal offended Xiao Tian back then, Xiao Tian grabbed his head, sealed his mana fairy body, and threw it into the Zhentian bloodthirsty man with the blood of an ancient fierce beast. Among the herd of animals, in the pig pen, the Taiyi Golden Immortal had an extremely miserable end, and for the rest of his life, he would never be able to poop safely.

"I'll accept it, can't I accept it?" Xiao Li's eyes were watery, and he absorbed the primordial purple energy with tears in his eyes.

"Ding! Sensed the monitoring of this side of heaven!"

Xiao Tian sighed in his heart, and quickly entered the actor state.

Somewhere in the prehistoric and illusory land, this is the forbidden area of ​​the land of Taixu.

Heaven dwells here.

"This Xiao Tian has the guts to prove the Dao with strength. Do you think it's easy? Even Pan Gu, who created the world, failed back then. After all, it is not tolerated by the Dao."

"Puppet Hongjun, do you think you can escape the control of this deity?"

A hazy halo whispered.

Hong Huang, Xiao Tian and Xiao Li came to Jiufeng Tribe without knowing it.

The members of the Jiufeng Tribe of the Witch Clan are very familiar with Xiao Tian and Xiao Li. When they saw them, their expressions changed drastically, and they turned around and ran away.

"It's not good! The Equaling Demon and the evil boy are here!"

Xiao Tian couldn't help touching his nose, and curled his lips and said, "What the hell! The young master is obviously the Daoist Qi Tian, ​​okay, you bastard, is there such a handsome demon as me?"

"Little brother, look at the people of Jiufeng Tribe, how enthusiastic they are." Xiao Tian patted Xiao Li's head.

Xiao Li pinched the figure to himself, his eyes showing contempt.

"Xiao Tian! How dare you come to my tribe!"

A delicate and angry sound came along with the thunder rolling and exploding.

The sky in the distance was full of thunder, and the originally clear sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

A bolt of lightning struck in an instant and stopped at Xiao Tian. Thousands of meters away from Xiao Li and the two of them, the light of thunder scattered little by little, revealing a person with red thunder wings, thunder and raindrops filled with three thousand ink hairs, a beautiful and enchanting figure, and a hot body , a woman in a fighting state with the body of a great witch.

Great Wu Jiufeng! The patriarch of the Jiufeng Tribe.

She is also the younger sister of Qiangliang, one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan. Each of the ancestor witches is beautiful and quasi-sage.

Jiufeng's beautiful eyes were bewitching like lightning, and when she saw Xiao Tian again, she wished she could tear Xiao Tian apart.

If it weren't for the disparity in strength between the enemy and us, she would have made a move a long time ago.

"Xiao Tian! What are you going to do when you come to our tribe again!" Behind Jiufeng, a large number of strong Wu tribes from the tribe rushed over, and the elders in the tribe rushed to ask for help from ancestor Wu Qiangliang.

"Sister, don't get excited, I'm here to take charge." Xiao Tian said shyly.

"Responsible?" Jiufeng was shocked.

"Brother, there is not enough clay." Xiao Li muttered.

Jiufeng immediately understood Xiao Tian's ghostly idea, and when he waved his hand, thunderstorms were densely covered. Tens of thousands of nine-day divine thunders that could instantly kill a golden fairy and severely injure an ordinary Da Luo golden fairy locked Xiao Tian and Xiao Li.

"Go to hell!"

When Jiufeng thought of Xiao Tian sneaking into her residence and stealing her only 1.9 days of breath soil, after being discovered by her, fighting with her, and having his skirt torn apart by the aftermath, Jiufeng couldn't get angry.

Xiao Tian sacrificed the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and the mysterious runes of the Ruyi Golden Cudgel erupted and turned into a barrier, blocking the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder from it, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the barrier absorbed the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder's power.

"Qi Tian Xie Mo! Don't be too arrogant! Our lord Zu Wu will be here soon!" The strong Wu clan of the Jiufeng tribe roared.

Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, so what if the ancestor Wu Qiangliang came, he was beaten like crazy last time.

"Jiufeng, I know that you have good fortune fairy soil here that is inferior to Jiutian Xiyang soil, so let's have some."

"Dream!" Jiufeng's beautiful eyes were icy cold, and two lightning bolts shot out.