Chapter 100 Hongjun's sanctification

Hongjun Yuanshen slowly leaned his own fire on Hongmeng Ziqi and began to refine it, hoping to achieve the supreme road.

Looking at the purple airflow constantly dissipating and melting into his own genshen, Hongjun felt that the endless chaos and reason poured towards him again. The chaos in front of him seemed to have become a little different, but he couldn't say where it was different. Then Hongjun continued to refine Hongmeng Ziqi, hoping to get out of the flood as soon as possible. As Hongjun continued to refine and inhale the wisp of refined airflow into his body, the momentum on Hongjun began to strengthen. Although it was not as good as the momentum of the saint, it had reached the peak of the chaotic sub-saint (in the past, Hongjun was the peak of the Honghuang sub-saint) and was gradually approaching the saint. Just as Hongjun had refined 90% of the purple gas, Hongjun felt something was wrong. Normally, Hongmeng Ziqi is the most precious treasure of the road for countless years. The road contained in it can be said to be extensive and profound. I'm afraid that even if a saint comes, it will be extremely slow to refine. However, it has only taken Hongjun more than half an hour to refine the purple gas from the beginning to now, which is unreasonable at all!

Thinking that Hongjun stopped his refining action, he frowned and calculated the real cause of the matter. With the passage of time, Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at the hesitation in Hongjun's eyes, but soon the thought of sanctification overwhelmed everything, and Hongjun continued to begin to sacrifice the remaining Hongmeng purple gas.

When the last trace of Hongmeng purple gas was integrated into Hongjun's yuan god, a sense of transcending the world suddenly appeared on Hongjun's body. Suddenly, within tens of millions of miles around Hongjun, there were golden lotus out of thin air, and endless golden flowers fell from the sky and the whole chaos seemed to be celebrating Hongjun's sanctification. With a bang, Hongjun released his momentum and pressed it to the chaotic space in front of him. Suddenly, silk cracks kept emerging. Even the chaotic space was torn apart by this momentum, so we can imagine how powerful the saint is.

Hongjun looked at his body, shook his hands, and felt that the power he had now could completely kill himself an hour ago with a wave of his hand.

But soon Hongjun frowned slightly and looked at the world of Honghuang. "Sure enough, today's Hongmeng purple gas has become a part of the way of heaven. If you rely on Hongmeng purple gas to become holy, I'm afraid that you can't do anything against the way of heaven before surpassing the way of heaven in the future, and sometimes you have to do things for the way of heaven." However, Hongjun did not regret his practice, because after he completely refined Hongmeng purple gas, he knew that if he wanted to become a saint, he must control one-tenth of the power of the law to ensure that when his moto god was entrusted to the heavenly way (chaotic, tunnel, humanity), he would not be assimilated by the endless laws.

But how difficult it is to control the power of the law. The world of Honghuang has gone through hundreds of millions of years since the beginning of the sky. Only Qingtian forcibly breaks the shackles of the world of Honghuang by relying on his own cultivation to achieve the throne of saints. Zulong, Fengwang, Qiankun and other people of the same generation as Qingtian are stuck at the peak of Yasheng. The difficulty of controlling the power of the law can be imagined.

Thinking of this, Hongjun's original dissatisfaction with the way of heaven gradually faded. After all, he has really become a saint at this time, and he has become a saint before Zulong and others. Even in the future, they will all achieve the holy throne, but after all, he has stepped forward before them. Step by step, I couldn't help laughing when I thought of Hongjun.

At this moment, several voices came from the world of famine, interrupting Hongjun's smile.

"The way of heaven is above. Today, our dragon ancestor dragon uses its own cultivation to suppress the east pole of the flood and famine, in exchange for the dragon clan to control the four seas and hope that the heaven is graceful."

"The way of heaven is above. Today, the phoenix king of the phoenix clan, suppresses the undead volcano with his own cultivation in exchange for the continuation of the phoenix clan. I hope the heavens are grateful."

"The way of heaven is above. Today, I, the white tiger clan, Bai Xiaotian, suppress the western land of the flood and famine with my own cultivation, in exchange for the continuation of the white tiger clan, hoping that the heaven is grace."

"The way of heaven is above. Today, I, the Xuanwu clan, suppress the flood and famine of the North Pole with my own cultivation, in exchange for the continuation of the Xuanwu clan. I hope that Tiandao is graceful."

"The way of heaven is above. Today, Motian, the Kirin clan, takes its own cultivation as the center of suppressing the flood and famine, in exchange for the Kirin clan to achieve auspicious body and avoid the disaster of extermination of the clan. I hope that the heaven is graceful."

Suddenly, outside the world of the flood and famine, the five beasts with hundreds of millions of bodies protected the flood and famine world, but soon the five figures disappeared, and the flood and famine world changed back to its original appearance.

Hongjun was stunned when he saw this scene, and then hurriedly opened the chaotic space and flew to the flood. At this time, Hongjun was already a saint. His speed was very different from that when he was not holy. After a few breaths, he came back to the world of flood and famine.

Looking at the world in front of him, Hongjun was stunned.

Is this still the wilderness world with blue sky, beautiful scenery, birds and flowers, and full of aura?

It turned out that in the flood and famine world at this time, endless dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the thunder and lightning in the sky kept destroying the flood and famine world. Although these thunder and lightning were constantly decreasing, the place destroyed by it would not be repaired immediately. Moreover, Hongjun also found that at this time, the aura in the Honghuang world was extremely irritable, and some spiritual beasts were full of broken bodies in the mountains and rivers full of aura. Obviously, when they were practicing, they were attracted by the irritable aura of the outside world, and did not control the irritable mana, so they exploded and died. .

Seeing this, Hongjun immediately frowned, pinched his fingers slightly, and began to deduce the beginning and end of the matter. A saint is a saint. Even a saint who has just become a saint is countless times stronger than the strong man at the peak of the saint. At the time of the sub-saint realm, it will take at least several years to calculate something that has a great impact on the flood and famine. But now that he has achieved the holy throne, Hongjun pinched his fingers slightly and knew the beginning and end of the matter. Suddenly, his body flashed and disappeared. When he appeared again, he had come to the junction of the western and central part of the Honghuang continent.

At this time, at the junction of the central and western part of the flood and famine, the nine figures continue to play countless Taoist formulas, forming a huge isolation layer, isolating the western part of the flood and the rest of the border of the flood and famine. But if you look carefully, you will find that the isolation layer that borders the western part of the flood and other parts of the flood is constantly getting thinner, and the nine figures trembled from time to time, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with a few blood from time to time, showing how bad the situation of the nine figures at this time.

Just when these nine figures could no longer hold on, a very familiar figure appeared in front of them.

Hongjun looked at the extremely bad situation in the West in front of him, and his face was extremely gloomy, but his heart was full of doubts. But now is a very critical time. Hongjun's right hand extends a seven-color isolation layer to replace the isolation layer painstakingly formed by the original nine figures, isolating the west of the flood again.

The nine figures watched Hongjun isolate the west of the flood and famine. Suddenly, they couldn't hold on any longer. They began to repair their wounds and restore their mana.

While supporting the existence of the isolation layer, Hongjun looked at the nine people sitting cross-legged. Suddenly, Hongjun frowned. It turned out that these nine people in the world were the only nine strong people at the peak of the sub-holy peak, that is, the nine people in addition to the five mythical beasts that suppressed heaven and earth.

What makes Hongjun frown is not the reason why the Honghuang world has become such a reason, but the situation of Hunyuan and others themselves. Originally, Hunyuan and others fought against the sub-saints of a different world in chaos, although the Lingbao armor refined by Qingtian can make them not have to worry about the consumption of hon power. However, in the battle of masters of the same level, no one will be careless. They must be careful, so even if they are in the sub-saint realm, their mana has not been consumed, but their minds will be tired.

Immediately after the self-exploding of people in different worlds, they were all the disciples they had cultivated for countless years, and their situation was a little wrong. But after all, they are the strong at the peak of the sub-saint realm. As long as these situations are retreated for decades, they will naturally get better. But immediately after that, Luo Hu wanted to unify the flood and famine, and nine people including Hun Yuan were seriously injured during the battle. Now, in order to fight against the things in the west of the flood and famine, they are even more injured. This is not only the physical injury, but also the fatigue of the mind and mind. Together, the current situation of the mixed nine people is extremely bad.

Hongjun looked at the situation of the nine people and muttered, "This time it's a big trouble. The injury of the nine of them has hurt Daoji. If it can't be repaired in time, the nine of them will be hopeless." Thinking of this, Hongjun's eyebrows frowned tightly together.