"Hell is not empty and vows not to become a Buddha. This is the great wish made by the poor monk in the past years and the way for the poor monk to become a saint. However, I don't know that the Hongmeng purple gas is in the hands of Fengdu or Ye Xuan. Even if the poor monk wants to ask for it, I'm afraid they won't give it." The Tibetan king Bodhisattva sighed.

"Master, I used to use my magic power to listen to the movements of the three realms. There is really no Hongmeng purple gas in the hands of Fengdu emperor. It seems that this thing should be on this ye Tiandi. With your cultivation today, if you marry this thing, I'm afraid that ye Xuan is not your opponent." Listen to me.

"Amitabha!"

The Bodhisattva of the Tibetan king towered over the Buddha's name, with a sad look on his face and said, "from the little immortal in the past to the quasi Saint today, Emperor Ye is not as simple as you think. Even if I practice the Dharma to the highest level, I am not sure to get the Hongmeng purple Qi from him."

"Moreover, the poor monk is a Buddhist. You can't rob him like this." The Tibetan king Bodhisattva whispered.

"But Hongmeng purple Qi is the key to becoming a saint. I can't give up. It's time to see ye Tiandi."

The Tibetan king whispered softly, but he didn't see any action. Just a round of Buddha light bloomed around him. A monk in white cassock was separated from his body, and his appearance was just like him.

"Amitabha."

The monk in white recited the Buddha's name, and the door to the earth fairyland was opening. With his hands folded, he walked in, and the whole person disappeared into the eighteen layers of hell.

……

Hell, netherworld blood sea!

The sea of blood was surging, and on both sides of the white bone, the Yin wind of heaven and earth was roaring violently, and all kinds of blood color raged in the sky. I don't know how many blood shadows floated in the dark sea of blood, and the sound of Jie's funny smile came from time to time.

The two fierce soldiers, named yuan tu'a-bi, are the strongest sword killers under the four swords of killing immortals. Even if Zhusheng is killed by two swords, he is in danger of death.

The two pieces of yuan tu'a's nose floated and sank over the sea of blood. The blood light of the ancestors of the Styx river covered his body and sat in the void. The whole person didn't speak or move, but the breath blooming around him was oppressive and frightening.

"As a warning from my ancestors, Hongmeng was born with purple Qi. You only need one step to become a saint. This thing belongs to you." Shiva quietly appeared and bowed down to the Styx ancestor.

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, the ancestor of Styx river burst into laughter, which made the sea of blood in the nether world churn violently. The whole person got up at this moment, and the extremely terrible breath also bloomed around the ancestor of Styx river.

"My ancestor once asked that Fengdu. According to what he said, the Hongmeng purple gas is on Ye Xuan. I don't think he's cheating. It seems that I'm going to go to Tianting in person to meet Ye Xuan for a while." The Styx ancestor made a sound.

"With my ancestors' accomplishments, even the saints can't kill you. Who is your opponent in this quasi saint? The Hongmeng purple gas will surely belong to my ancestors." Shiva flattered.

The sea of blood never withers, and the Styx never dies!

This is not just talk, but an extremely terrible thing.

Among the quasi saints, the ancestor of Styx definitely belongs to the ranks of the strongest people. His strength is not reflected in his cultivation. If he only discusses his cultivation, he will be slightly inferior to Dijun.

The real terror of the Styx ancestor is that he can't die. It can be called an immortal existence. Even if the sage wants to kill him, it's also a very troublesome thing.

Only by destroying the Youming blood sea can the ancestor of the Styx River die, because his origin is the Youming blood sea. It can be said that the Youming blood sea is him and he is the Youming blood sea.

The Youming blood sea was transformed by the dirty blood of Pangu God, and the ancestor of the Styx river was bred from it. He was born to be extremely powerful, and he was an extremely difficult character. Even all forces did not dare to offend easily.

Boom!

On this day, the sea of netherworld blood was turning over, and the ancestor of Styx river came out from here. This was the first time he came out of the sea of netherworld blood in endless years, and the real manifestation was in the three realms.

The world was in turmoil and quasi saints appeared. It was once difficult to see a quasi Saint among the three worlds, but when the news of the birth of Hongmeng purple gas came out, many quasi saints appeared between the world.

This also proves how important Hongmeng purple Qi is for quasi saints.

……

Thirty three days away, under the bodhi tree, there are two saints in the West.

The six saints of yuxu palace, Yuanshi Tianzun, Bajing palace sage Lao Tzu, biyou palace Tongtian cult leader, and Nuwa palace, Nuwa empress, have attracted attention one after another.

They are the saints of heaven. There is already a feeling that the seventh Tianding saint is about to be born, but they don't know who this person is.

However, the appearance of Hongmeng purple gas made the six saints understand that the catastrophe of heaven and earth was to be opened, because Hongmeng purple gas was born at this moment, and the two Lich families reappeared. I'm afraid a killing of heaven and earth is inevitable.

The seventh Tianding saint is about to be born. The other six saints can't easily intervene. If they have bad consequences with the seventh saint because of their decision, it's definitely not what they want.

……

Thirty three heavy Tianting, in front of the South Tianmen gate.

There are thousands of auspicious Qi and auspicious clouds surging. Shen Gongbao carries the Jue immortal sword. Behind him, there are many truncated immortals. At the moment, all of them stand in front of the South Tianmen gate, but Shen Gongbao's expression is extremely gloomy and his eyes have a look of guilt.

Ye Xuan was dressed in black with gray hair hanging behind his head. He didn't wear the emperor's robe, and his dress was very casual. This was also his consistent dress, and he didn't want to change it.

"The old minister is ashamed of the emperor."

Shen Gongbao looks ashamed and is bowing to Ye Xuan, because today he will leave the heaven with the truncated immortal, which is also the meaning conveyed by the leader of Tongtian cult.

The ten thousand demon conference is about to open. The ancient demon court is in charge of the three realms. The first thing to deal with is the heaven court. With the strength of the 33 heavy heaven court, it will not be the opponent of the ancient demon court at all. If you continue to follow Ye Xuan, I'm afraid daotong will also fall down.

"There is no banquet that never ends in the world. It's human nature to gather and leave. Go." Ye Xuan's face was calm and his voice was gentle.

When he returned to Tianting, he directly handed down the decree of the Heavenly Emperor to the three realms. Since then, the interception of religion has nothing to do with Tianting, and there is today's parting scene.

Shen Gongbao slowly untied the Jue Xian sword and presented it with both hands. His voice said sadly, "before leaving, the leader asked me to give you the Jue Xian sword, which can also make you..."

Unfortunately, without waiting for Shen Gongbao to finish, ye Xuan pushed Jue Xianjian back directly and interrupted his words at this time.

"Jue Xian sword is the most precious weapon for teaching. I can't take it. Tell the leader his kindness. I'm Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan owed him a favor in the past and will return it in the future." Ye Xuan whispered.

"Hey!"

Shen Gongbao sighed and knew that ye Xuan would never accept Jue Xianjian, which made him salute Ye Xuan again. He wanted to say something to Ye Xuan, but he couldn't say it.