Chapter 716

"Emperor of heaven, no, this man is a disciple of Fengdu emperor. Although he is banned, if something goes wrong, it will be purple..." Kun Peng whispered in secret, obviously worried.

"My dear brother, with the accomplishments of the three of us, we can't take the purple Qi into our hands. Why don't we...?"

Kong Xuan's voice was cold and gloomy. Obviously, the three of them had a great chance of winning. As long as they paid a certain price, they might not win the Hongmeng purple Qi.

Unfortunately, ye Xuan didn't respond to their proposal, but a strange color crossed his eyes, and no one knew what ye Xuan was thinking.

"Well, this person will preside over it." Dijun finally made a decision.

The next thing is very simple. Ye Xuan and di Jun agree. Even if other quasi saints have some ideas in their hearts, they can only obey the majority.

"Mo Zhi, don't be nervous and come forward."

Fengdu emperor spoke peacefully, but quietly gave Huang Mozhi a wink, but before Huang Mozhi was on top, Dijun immediately stopped Huang Mozhi's body, and then looked back and looked at Fengdu emperor with a sneer.

"Fengdu, don't play tricks in front of the emperor. You are his teacher. You'd better stay away from him."

"You...?"

Fengdu emperor's face changed and looked at Dijun fiercely. His eyes showed great disappointment, but he couldn't say anything.

"Little friend, go and find eight bluestones and one purple stone and put them into a cloth bag. If anyone can catch the purple stone, the Hongmeng purple gas will belong to who." Lu Yadao smiled and said to Huang Mozhi.

"Yes... Yes... I will."

Huang Mozhi's face was pale and far away from the hot eyes of the prospective saints of all parties. However, no one of the major prospective saints in the presence wanted to follow this person, because everyone's cultivation was extremely powerful. If anyone showed his secret skills, he would certainly be perceived by others.

Half a column of incense passed.

Huang Mo came back at the end of his life and carried a cloth bag in his hand, which made people unable to see what was in it.

"You Taoist friends, you'd better not use your magic eyes to see the things in the cloth bag. If someone violates the rules, he will lose his qualification to get Hongmeng purple Qi."

Zhenyuanzi whispered softly, which also changed the complexion of some emperors and Fengdu emperor slightly, and the magic eye just wanted to start can only be taken back.

After all, the accomplishments of the people present are among the quasi saints, and it is impossible for anyone to play tricks in them.

The next thing became very serious.

Huang Mozhi's accomplishments were banned, and the major prospective saints were asked to check one by one until they were sure that there was no abnormality, they nodded one after another, indicating that the drawing of lots could begin.

At this point.

Huang Mo Zhi was pale and looked nervously at the prospective saints, but all the prospective saints stared at the cloth bag in his hand, and his eyes were hot.

"Before the drawing of lots, we have to make three rules. If anyone draws purple stones, the purple will belong to that person. Others can't compete again, otherwise they will be killed on the spot." The land pressure passer warned in a cold voice.

Lu Ya's proposal was not rejected, which is also a matter of course. Otherwise, if anyone really got the purple air, and others scrambled again, wouldn't it be meaningless to draw lots?

"I'll come first."

Zhen Yuanzi strode forward and was the first to put his hand into the cloth bag, which also made the major prospective saints watch nervously. He was afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would get the purple stone.

"Hoo!"

The quasi saints of all parties breathed out, only because zhenyuanzi didn't draw purple stones, but sweat stains appeared on everyone's forehead, as if they had experienced a life and death war.

"It seems that I have no chance with Hongmeng purple Qi." Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly and withdrew directly.

"I'll come."

Zhu Rong strode forward and directly put his hand into the cloth bag. He groped a little and took out a cyan stone directly, which also changed his complexion, uttered a long sigh, and then retreated.

At the moment, there are only seven stones left in the cloth bag, one of which is a purple stone, which makes the remaining quasi saints more and more nervous.

But no one noticed that ye Xuan's face was calm at the moment, and there was no wave in his eyes, as if he didn't care about the ownership of Hongmeng purple gas.

But ye Xuan looked at Huang Mozhi and quietly flashed a strange color. The corners of his mouth were slightly aroused. He didn't know what was thinking in his heart.

Taoist Qingtian stepped forward nervously and fumbled in the cloth bag for more than ten seconds, but he still drew blue stones, which also showed great disappointment in his eyes and retreated.

As the lottery continued, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Lu didn't win, but he was not disappointed at all. He smiled and withdrew.

"I'll do it."

Suddenly, ye Xuan stepped forward and directly came to Huang Mo's body. When they looked at each other slightly, they separated instantly.

"Don't let him get Hongmeng purple gas." Dijun's eyes were red with blood, and he was roaring fiercely in his heart. The green veins bulged on his forehead, which proved the extent of his mood shock.

"You can draw, you can." Kunpeng trembled and whispered, and stared at Ye Xuan, because he believed that ye Xuan must be the seventh Tianding saint.

At the moment, everyone's eyes focused on Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan finally put his hand into the cloth bag under the stare of the major prospective saints.

Without a moment's delay or tension, ye Xuan took out a stone and opened it with his palm. Dijun and others breathed a long breath, and there was a sound of wild laughter in his mouth.

"Ha ha."

Emperor Jun's face turned red and laughed: "Ye Xuan, ye Xuan, if you want Hongmeng purple gas, you can wait for the next life."

It turned out that what ye Xuan drew was also blue stones. Obviously, he had missed the opportunity to get Hongmeng purple gas.

Facing the ridicule of emperor Jun, the disappointment of Kunpeng and Kong Xuan, and the schadenfreude of other quasi saints, ye Xuan returned to his original position calmly without any fluctuation.

"It doesn't matter, brother. Kunpeng and I haven't drawn yet. We still have a chance." Kong Xuan secretly comforted Ye Xuan.

Hearing Kong's propaganda voice, ye Xuan smiled and didn't say anything, as if he didn't take Hongmeng purple gas to heart at all.

"I'll come."

Suddenly, Dijun strode forward, his face red and trembling. At the moment, more than half of the lot has been drawn, but the front few people didn't draw Hongmeng purple gas, which also proves that he has a great chance of drawing Hongmeng purple gas.

Hoo!

Dijun slowly inhaled and slowly spit out. His face became very solemn. He finally put his hand into the cloth bag. When he slowly took out the stones in the cloth bag and unfolded his palm, Dijun's face was instantly pale and the whole person was dull on the spot.

"Impossible, impossible, why didn't I get it?" Dijun roared because he had a blue stone in his hand.