Yang Qifeng strode ahead of Hongmeng purple Qi.

When he waved his sleeves, the purple air floating above was constantly activated by a traction force and flew towards him directly. At the same time, the Donghuang Bell above Yang Qifeng's head exuded infinite great power, and it hung down to protect his body like a canopy.

Yang Qifeng knew that the more critical the moment, the less he could be panicked. At this critical moment, he could not relax his vigilance and give others an opportunity to take advantage of. Hongmeng purple Qi was restrained.

This Hongmeng purple qi is honest at this moment, like a good boy, and there is no recklessness in Yang Qifeng's perception of disobedience. The Hongmeng purple qi enters his arms, which makes Yang Qifeng seem like he is not restraining the Hongmeng purple qi himself, but the Hongmeng purple qi himself is thrown into his arms.

After the Hongmeng purple qi entered his body, he began to move, connecting with a force in the world. A force of original origin in the dark began to contact him. As long as he had a thought, the original origin power would decline and he would become a saint.

He did not delay or suppress the purple in his eyes. The purple color in his eyes became even more vigorous. He began to digest the Hongmeng purple qi. The Hongmeng purple qi was like a drop of water, and his body was the sea. It was natural for Hongmeng purple qi to merge into the sea, without any obscure obstacles.

At the same time, the same was true in several other places. Kunpeng grabbed the Hongmeng purple aura in front of him, opened his mouth and swallowed it directly into his body, and instantly began to refine the Hongmeng purple aura. The River Tu Luoshu in front of him also shone with light to help him refine it.

Randeng, the Heavenly King Hall, the second elder of the Spirit Clan, Mo Luo, Buddha Emperor, Chi You, and this winner after another, also found the Hongmeng purple qi. At this point, no one found anything wrong. They all thought that the Hongmeng purple qi they discovered was unique, but they didn't know that there was more than one Hongmeng purple qi.

If someone could see through the fog on the top of Yujing Mountain, they would find that there were eight Hongmeng purple qi being collected and refined. Their perception had disappeared. They did not feel that the Hongmeng purple qi was not refining it himself, but the Hongmeng purple qi intentionally integrated into their bodies and constantly conveying the original power of the world to them.

This made their aura begin to rise step by step, and the bodies of many powerful corpses of Queen Mother, Xihe, Bai Ze, and Dari Tathagata who died halfway through the road have completely integrated into Yujing Mountain. I don’t know when Yujing Mountain has turned into blood.

The clear lake water turned into blood, and the ancient trees and green trees in the sky also became blood trees with blood lowered. Everything has changed, and Yujing Mountain has become a tomb.

"This is the saint. I became a saint. Who is my opponent in the world? I am invincible in the world?" The mighty pressure swept across the three realms. At this moment, the sky was falling in the three realms, golden lotus gushing, and various Ganoderma lucidum medicines began to grow out, and all the people in the world began to bow and worship.

Even the Daluo Jinxian cannot escape the fate of bowing. This is to attain enlightenment and become a saint, and the heaven and earth are touched and the people respect it.

The second elder of the Spirit Clan laughed loudly, and the raging laughter spread all over the world. He laughed wildly, and he was excited. The years of pursuit have been achieved now, even in his state of mind, it has been lost.

"No, you are not invincible yet, there are seven more people on the side of the saints,"

Jiutou clan had stood on the top of the mountain at some point. He stood up and stopped and interrupted the words of the second elder of the Spirit Clan in a cold voice. As the holy power swept across the world, the fog on the top of Yujing Mountain began to dissipate.

A series of figures were revealed in all directions. Yang Qifeng looked around and saw one acquaintance after another, Randeng, Heavenly King Hall, the second elder of the Spirit Clan, Mo Luo, Buddha Emperor, Chiyou, Kunpeng, and Jiutou clan.

Among these people, except Jiutou clan, the auras of others seemed to be different. At this moment, they had already surpassed the limit that the strongest could reach. With a loud shock, the heaven and earth resonated, congratulated the saints,

Many great masters in the world have a brilliant mind at this moment. The vision of becoming a saint is rare. Except for the chance to see it several times in ancient times, it has never been once again in the years. It would be fine if it appeared once. The key is that it appeared more than once at this moment, and it appeared eight times in succession.

Yang Qifeng's body and Tiandi were closely connected with him at this moment, and nothing seemed to be difficult for him. His eyes saw through the three realms. The strongest man in the past could not defeat him at this moment, with one finger and one finger, he could crush a strong man. Such a powerful strength not only did not make Yang Qifeng feel safe, but instead felt cold in his heart.

Because there are too many saints, if only one saint is still an opportunity, but now including eight saints here, they looked at each other and could see that something was wrong. I don’t know when the purple color had disappeared in their eyes.

This purple can deceive the strongest, but it cannot deceive the saints. When they became saints, they knew what was wrong in the past. After entering Yujing Mountain, they reacted wrongly. They were blinded by others. They couldn't help but look at the Jiutou clan. Among the saints, there was only one strongest man, no, it should be said to be a sub-saint. Such a situation was extremely wrong.

"You are worthy of being the emperor of the God clan. You have broken the boundaries of the strongest and become a sub-saint. But you also know the gap between the sub-saint and the saint. If you don't want to die, tell the conspiracy between you and the three religions?" The second elder of the Spirit Clan shouted loudly.

Now everyone has discovered something wrong. There is no one among the people present, including Xuandu, Guangchengzi, and Yunxiao. Such a powerful man is indifferent to Hongmeng Ziqi. It would be fine if Yunxiao cut off the three corpses and didn't care, but what about Xuandu and Guangchengzi?

"Is it too slow to discover it? Yes, you are all the prides of heaven. All the heroes accumulated by various eras have great luck. In order to deceive you, I have paid a heavy price, killing myself and even driving an infinite disaster."

"But I want to scold you. Before I left, I personally said that everything goes through, and the Spirit Clan cannot enter the vast world. How did you guarantee me?"

"You? You are not the Jiutou clan, you are the Great Elder!" The second elder of the Spirit Clan showed a look of horror.
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