Chapter 1618: Hongmeng Ziqi Transfer

Is Xiao Tian's brain silly?
Sanqing mistakenly stunned, quasi mention inner ecstasy.
Dao Zu Hongjun stared at Xiao Tian, ​​trying to see through Xiao Tian's thoughts, but he couldn't see through it.
"Why?"
Xiao Tian smiled and said, "Xiao thinks that his talent is not as good as Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tong Tian. How can he become a big brother?"
Sanqing couldn't help but glanced at Xiao Tian, ​​secretly saying that Xiao Tian was still self-aware.
Hongjun wanted to laugh, and said blankly: "You are transformed by the essence of Pangu's spine. You are a mansion of innate gods, with deep blessings and great merits. If so, are you willing to be a disciple?"
Sanqing, Zhun mentioning, taking lead, everyone in Nuwa was suddenly surprised, no wonder Xiao Tian was so strong, it turned out to be so extraordinary.
Sanqingyi's favor with Xiao Tian increased greatly, after all, they were all orthodox Pangu bloodlines.
"Teacher." Xiao Tiantian heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was not afraid of death, he could resurrect indefinitely, but once he became a bird in his early years and was sealed, it would be uncomfortable.
Now, with Sanqing, the days to come will be interesting.
Zhunti was a little depressed. He didn't expect that Xiao Tian would be so extraordinary. When he saw Sanqing and Xiao Tian greet him, his heart was not good. He was western and bitter.
"There are three ways to become holy! One is to prove the Tao with strength..."
"Sage, immortality, true spirit entrusted in the long river of fate..."
Taoist ancestors taught the way of saints and the way of sanctification. Nuwa and Fuxi were like being in a wonderful place. The more they heard, the more frightened they were and found that these ways were the same as what Xiao Tian said at that time.
In addition to explaining the way to sanctification, Tao Zu Hongjun also talked about the Three Thousand Ways, magical methods.
But this time, Xiao Tian was still very embarrassed. He could hear what three thousand avenues were.
Hongjun naturally noticed Xiao Tian, ​​like the extraordinary Sanqing, the realm of enlightenment, the whole body is pure and mysterious, and the good fortune is revealed, but Xiao Tian has no body at all, but his heart is confused. Why is it obviously Pangu? There is something wrong with the talent of the congenital god's mansion transformed by the essence of the back?
If it weren't for Xiao Tian's own cultivation, Hongjun would have thought that Hongjun would study Xiao Tian.
"This kid is pretending." Hongjun said inwardly.
As time passed, Hongjun's sermon ended.
"The road to sanctification is difficult, but the holy position is limited, and one thing is needed to achieve the holy position."
"Hongmeng Ziqi!"
Kunpeng, Styx, Dijun, Donghuang, etc. watched Daozu sent to Sanqing, Xiao Tian, ​​Jiuyin Zhunti, Nuwa and Hongyun's key to the sacred Hongmeng purple air, their eyes were red.
"Dare to ask Dao Ancestor, what is the position of a saint?" Kunpeng asked.
Hongjun expressionlessly said, "Ten, but nine is the ultimate number. If you escape one of them, you don't know where the remaining two radiant and purple auras are."
Kunpeng and other great powers were shocked, so that, counting the seven disciples of Hongjun Daozu and Hongyun, they already accounted for eight saints, and there was only one left.
"Red Cloud!" Kunpeng's evil thoughts arose for a while.
The other eight are all Daozu disciples, but Hongyun is not!
Kunpeng thought of the grudge between Hong Yun and himself, and his hands under the black canopy clenched his fists.
Xiao Tian was clearly aware of the surrounding situation, and he secretly sighed that the Lich's measure of the catastrophe was about to begin. Hongjun's hand was about to kill Hongyun.
"My arrival, there are more variables. I don't know if the next script will be outrageous?" Xiao Tian was a little panicked. His traversing golden finger might be tasteless.
"Teacher, is it bound to be sanctified by possessing the grandiose purple qi?" Yuan Shi asked.
"Naturally, it's just time." Hongjun said blankly: "It's just that if you are killed before being holy in the refining of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Hongmeng Purple Qi will escape."
Xiao Tianxin smiled and saw that a line of cause and effect appeared between Yuanshi and Hongyun.
Yuan Shi’s question and Hong Jun’s answer made it clear that the thoughts of some unruly people in Kunpeng and the Zixiao palace sect had surged.
Zhen Yuanzi frowned, thinking of his old friend Hongyun, and sighed inwardly.
Does he want to help?
Daozu Hongjun glanced at the people and said: "This is the last preaching of this seat. There is a treasure rock in the back. There are some spiritual treasures that you don't need in this seat. You can go and get them. After that, this seat will be united and will not be prevalent.
"Send Daozu (teacher) respectfully!"
"Kill!" Xiao Tian yelled, the fastest, and he rushed directly to Fen Baoyan. The divine might mobilized and swept away many spirit treasures, no matter what.
Sanqing speed is not slow.
Zhundi was about to vomit blood. He had spotted a few of them, but they were all swept away by Xiao Tian.
Xiao Tian, ​​who had reaped the first wave of gains, found his little brother Xiao Li, waiting somewhere in the Zixiao Palace.
Not long afterwards, all the magic weapons on Fenbaoyan were gone, and they were all robbed. It was a jackal, tiger and leopard, and they were all cleaned up.
"It's really a group of people who don't know the goods. This Baoyan is also a good thing. It is also good to re-construct it into bricks and hit people."
Xiao Tian passed over with a smile and took Fen Baoyan away.
The guests of the Zixiao Palace left the Zixiao Palace together, and the three cleansed together, even if they had the chance of sanctification that many people were worried about, but the victory was 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: "Friend Xiao Tian, ​​I am all Pangu orthodox, so let's go along."
"good."
The four of Xiao Tian, ​​with Xiao Li, marched in the chaos, and no one from the palace gates of the Purple Clouds dared to provoke them together.
"Nuwa, Fuxi, find a place to discuss the Tao?"
Xiao Tian found several groups of bold Zixiao palace gatekeepers planning to ambush Nuwa and Fuxi.
Nuwa and Fuxi were secretly overjoyed and hurriedly rushed to go with them.
The elder brothers who were about to ambush secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, they didn't really want to ambush the Daozu disciples, but the opportunity to become holy was too tempting.
Returning to the wilderness, Nuwa and Fuxi said goodbye, Xiao Tian and Xiao Li were invited by Sanqing to be guests.
After being a guest for thousands of years, Xiao Tian and Xiao Li left Kunlun in full.
At present, Xiao Tian has two grand purple auras in his hands, which can become two saints.
He didn't intend to refine the Harmony Purple Qi. Although he said that the Harmony Purple Qi refining would speed up the progress of becoming a saint, he knew that his true level might not be a golden immortal, but he had a Quasi-Sage Experience Card.
"Little brother, do you want to be a saint?" Xiao Tian stared at Xiao Li, who was a monitor of the Heavenly Dao.
"Brother, I think, the saint is immortal and immortal, then I will immortal and immortal with brother."
"Yes." Xiao Tian gave Xiao Li the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
The cute Xiao Li was stunned.
"Brother, this is given to you by Daozu. I don't want it. How can you become holy if I want it?"
"Little brother, you are so stupid! Who said that without the grandiose and purple qi, one must not be sanctified? My little master does not believe in this evil! My little master must go and prove the way with strength. If you refuse, I will throw you into the pig pen."
Xiao Li suddenly exploded his scalp, remembering that a Taiyi Golden Immortal had offended Xiao Tian. Xiao Tian grabbed his head, sealed the mana immortal body, and threw it into the bloodthirsty horror who was born with the blood of the ancient fierce beast. Among the herd, in the pig circle, the Taiyi Golden Immortal's end was extremely miserable, and in the second half of his life, he didn't want to peacefully.
"I'll take it, won't I take it yet." Xiao Li's eyes were watery, and he absorbed the purple air with tears.
"Ding! I sensed this Fang Tiandao's surveillance!"
Xiao Tianxin haha, quickly entered the state of the actor.
Somewhere in the emptiness and illusion, here is the forbidden land of the Taixu Land.
Heaven inhabits here.
"This Xiao Tian has the courage to prove Dao with strength, do you think it is easy? Pangu, who pioneered the world, also failed, after all, it is incompatible with Dao."
"Hongjun puppet, do you think you can escape the deity's control?"
A cloud of halo, whispering.
Hong Huang, Xiao Tian and Xiao Li came to the Jiufeng tribe without realizing it.
The members of the Witch Tribe’s Jiufeng Tribe are very familiar with Xiao Tian and Xiao Li. When they see them, their complexion changes drastically and they turn around and ran away.
"It's not good! The Evil Demon and Evil Boy are here!"
Xiao Tian couldn't help touching his nose, and curled his lips and said, "What the hell! Xiaoye is obviously Daojun Qitian, okay? What a demon, is there a handsome demon like me?"
"Little brother, look at how enthusiastic the people of the Jiufeng tribe are." Xiao Tian touched Xiao Li's head.
Xiao Li squeezed his hands to do it, his eyes showed contempt.
"Xiao Tian! Do you dare to come to my tribe!"
A sound of anger came like a thunder.
The sky in the distance was thundering and thundering, and the sky that was clear and clear was suddenly dark clouds and thunder and lightning.
A flash of lightning came and stopped in Xiao Tian, ​​Xiao Li and two kilometers away, the thunder light was scattered, and there was a body with red thunder wings, three thousand ink and thunder rain, beautiful appearance, charming, hot body , A woman in the fighting state of the body of the great witch.
Great Wu Jiufeng! The patriarch of the Jiufeng tribe.
She is also a strong sister of one of the twelve ancestral witches of the Witch clan. Every ancestral witch is Miao Mei Zhusheng. As a great witch, the nine phoenixes are extremely powerful, comparable to the great Luo Jinxian.
Jiufeng's beautiful eyes were beating with thunder and fire. Seeing Xiao Tian again, she wished to tear Xiao Tian.
If it weren't for the disparity in strength between the enemy and us, she would have done it long ago.
"Xiao Tian! What are you going to do when you come to my tribe again!" Behind Jiufeng, the tribe's witch clan powerhouse came, and the elders in the tribe hurriedly asked for help from the ancestor witch Qiangliang.
"Sister, don't get excited, I'm here to take charge." Xiao Tian said with a shy expression.
"Responsible?" Jiufeng was shocked.
"Brother, there is not enough clay." Xiao Li muttered.
Jiufeng immediately understood Xiao Tian's ghost idea, waving his hand, thunderstorms filled with tens of thousands of thunders that were enough to instantly smash the golden immortal, and severely inflict the ordinary Da Luo Jinxian's Nine Heavens Thunder on Xiao Tian, ​​Xiao Li.
"Go to hell!"
Jiufeng thought of Xiao Tian sneaking into her residence and stealing the only nine days of breath that she had left. When she found out and fought with her, her skirt was torn by the aftermath, and she couldn't go anywhere.
Xiao Tian sacrificed the wishful golden hoop, and the mysterious rune of the wishful golden hoop broke out and turned into a barrier, blocking the Nine Heavens Thunder, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the barrier absorbed the power of the nine heavens.
"Qi Tian Demon! Don't be too arrogant! Our Lord Ancestor Witch will be coming soon!" The Witch Clan powerhouse of the Jiufeng Tribe roared.
Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, what if the Ancestor Wu Qiangliang came, he was not beaten up by him last time.
"Jiufeng, I know you have a fairyland of good fortune that is second to Nine Heavens Breathing Soil. Come on."
"Dreaming!" Jiufeng's beautiful eyes were icy, bursting out two bursts of thunder and fire aurora.