Chapter 727

"Emperor of heaven, take care. I'll wait."

Thousands of words can only gather these eight words. Shen Gongbao's face is empty and white, as if he is much older in an instant. He greets the truncated immortal, sets up auspicious clouds and goes to the lower boundary, as if there would be no time to meet again.

"Your Majesty, in fact, if you want to keep them, they may not really leave." Taibai Venus sighed.

Obviously, over the past 100000 years, the truncated immortals have great respect for ye Xuan. Without Ye Xuan, they can't rise again. This difference is not what they think. If ye Xuan really asks them to stay, maybe half of them can stay in heaven.

"When you think about it, all rivers and mountains have feelings. When you think about it, you have no intention."

"The origin, the reunion, the extinction and the dispersion. Let all this die with the wind."

Ye Xuan whispered to himself. No one knew what was thinking in his heart. A breeze also made his hair float in the wind. At this moment, he suddenly turned around and returned alone.

Bullfighting palace!

The gate of the palace is closed and there is no one in ten thousand miles. Taking the bullfighting palace as the center, there is no smoke in ten thousand miles. Only because ye Xuan issued a decree, he wants to close down for a period of time and will not allow anyone to disturb him.

Bullfighting palace.

The temple has no roof, the stars are all over the sky, and wisps of starlight fall on Ye Xuan, making him look spotless and giving people a ethereal temperament.

Buzz!

Chaos and fog sealed the sky and locked the ground. Ye Xuan pinched his hands and made a decision. He directly covered the whole bullfighting palace for thousands of miles, and there would be no breath flowing out.

When ye Xuan did all this, he sat in the bullfighting palace and waved with his palms and fingers. Hongmeng purple Qi appeared in his hands, which also made him look at it.

The key to becoming a saint is to be a saint.

If there is anything in heaven and earth that can make the quasi Saint forget his life and death, the Hongmeng purple Qi is definitely the first, and nothing can compare with it.

Hongmeng purple Qi floated and sank in the palm of Ye Xuan, and was blooming faint purple light. More strands of Tao were flowing in it, giving people a mysterious and hazy feeling.

But no matter how ye Xuan perceives the Hongmeng purple gas in his hand, he doesn't feel the difference between Hongmeng purple gas and purple gas. Only the obscure smell always gives him a strange feeling.

"Knot!"

Suddenly, ye Xuan pinched his hands and made a decision. A little chaotic fog grew at his fingertips and directly hit Hongmeng purple gas, which also instantly changed Hongmeng purple gas.

Buzz!

The void is swaying, the waves are rolling, and the Hongmeng purple gas is gradually becoming hazy, until the Hongmeng purple gas turns into immortal words and jumps directly in the void.

"The law of heaven?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, ye Xuan was stunned and whispered to himself. He didn't wait for him to return to his mind. He saw these immortal texts shoot at his eyebrows in an instant and blend into his eyebrows in an instant.

Boom!

An extremely strange thing happened. When these immortal texts were integrated into Ye Xuan's eyebrows, he knew that the immortal true spirit in the sea turned violently. All these immortal texts covered his immortal true spirit, which made an extremely terrible change in his body.

A ray of holy light diffused from his body. The holy light was purple and gradually covered his body, but three breath time completely submerged him in the purple holy light.

A ray of holy power rippled from ye Xuan, and all the laws of heaven and earth in the void were suppressed. An extremely terrible momentum also burst out from ye Xuan, as if he turned into a saint at this moment, with the supreme holy power of calming the sky and covering the earth.

I can't imagine, and it's hard to imagine. Hongmeng Ziqi seems to turn ye Xuan into a saint, which makes him have the supreme dignity no worse than the six saints. It's just the leakage of breath. The space and time of this world seems to be slightly distorted.

At the same time.

Ye Xuan's consciousness fell into a mysterious space. When he opened his eyes, all he saw were heavenly immortal words. Although he didn't know this kind of words, he could understand the meaning.

When the heaven chanted scriptures, the law vibrated, and the deafening sound of the way of heaven echoed in Ye Xuan's ears, which made his eyes a little dull, and he didn't slow down for half a time.

"Re establish heaven and earth and become holy."

Like morning bell and evening drum, like thunder, a deafening sound came from this purple space, which also instantly woke Ye Xuan up.

"Who's talking?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were cold and kept looking around the purple space, but there was nothing around him. There were no creatures at all. Only a large number of Heavenly Immortal texts lingered around him.

"The thunder of heaven, the road to sanctification?"

Ye Xuan whispered to himself and gradually calmed down, as if he knew where he was.

This should be the space of Hongmeng purple Qi, which contains the immortal text of heaven, as if to explain the true meaning of becoming a saint, which is mysterious, but people can feel that the road to becoming a saint is ahead.

"Huh?"

"My accomplishments?"

Suddenly, when ye Xuan looked at himself, he found that he was blooming a touch of holy light, which was very similar to the holy light on Tongtian cult leader and Nuwa.

Boom!

With eternal thunder and the holy power of the heavens, ye Xuan only felt that his cultivation was rising, but in a short time of more than ten interest, he even entered an extremely terrible state.

Power, endless power, can break all power!

Never, never from beginning to end. Ye Xuan never felt that he was strong enough to make him feel afraid.

Bang bang!

Ye Xuan's five fingers closed, and this space-time was suddenly squeezed and exploded in his hand. The immortal true spirit had already turned into a villain, as if it were the legendary holy soul and something that saints can have.

"Saint? This is the land of saints? "

Ye Xuan was completely dull and trembling. He was very sure that he was already in the realm of saints at the moment, because he felt the great power of the blessing of heaven on him, as if everything in heaven and earth could be buried between his thoughts.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"How can Hongmeng purple directly let me step into the holy land?" Ye Xuan was trembling and roaring, and his eyes were extremely frightened.

"No, false, everything is false."

Ye Xuan was not confused by his own power. He was yelling, and his eyes were red with blood looking around the mysterious space.

He clearly knows that at the moment, he just appears in Hongmeng space, and his flesh remains in the bullfighting palace. He can never become a saint so easily.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ye Xuan kept telling himself to calm down, and then sat in Hongmeng space and kept thinking about why he had such terrible changes.

After a full time of incense, ye Xuan spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi, the expression on his face became calm, and a wisp of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.