Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

However, a saint is a saint after all.

Who would not want to be holy?

If he hadn't been greedy for this opportunity, Kunpeng would not have planned to snatch the primordial purple energy from Hong Yun's hand.

"Styx, thank you Pingxin for your gift!" Minghe saluted Houtu.

But the majestic purple energy did not escape into Ming He's body immediately, but hovered around him.

"My Minghe, I have been seeking for millions of years to become a saint." Minghe sighed.

"There are four levels of saints. Although my Styx talent is not the best in the prehistoric world, and I can't prove it with strength, I am willing to walk the road of the world!"

After finishing speaking, the red lotus under Minghe's body burst into infinite karmic fire, as if it was about to burn away infinite sins.

"Boom!"

Behind Styx, a bloody world appeared.

In the world, a bloody sun hangs in it.

"Holy!"

Styx looked up.

The sea of ​​blood is surging, and the bloody world is boiling even more.

Those Asura people had fanaticism on their faces and worship in their eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Styx is about to ascend the Holy Throne!" Tong Tian murmured.

Although he didn't have much contact with Styx, they are all great ancient gods of the prehistoric.

Now that the Ten Thousand Worlds are alive, he certainly hopes that Hong Huang will be stronger as possible.

In an unnoticed corner, there is a pair of eyes full of envy, even jealousy.

"Styx can ascend to the Holy Throne, why can't I!?"

Kunpeng and Styx are good friends.

At the beginning, Kunpeng already felt that the holy throne was within his grasp.

But with the failure of Huangji, Kunpeng also ended up in an embarrassing end!

How could he not be envious of Styx becoming holy?

At the same time, another person also clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"It's the last time to prove the way! The last time!"

At this time, Yuan Shi's eyes were bleeding, and his eyes were full of regret!

As Styx said, there are four classes of saints.

Proving merit and virtue is the last time.

In the beginning, he was never willing to be inferior, but now, he has become the most inferior saint! ?

How ironic is this for him?

All of this is still to blame!

"I'll ask Father God later to see what can be done!" Lao Tzu sighed.

Of course he knew that Yuan Shi was not feeling well at the moment.

As for the appointment and introduction, the two of them have thick skins.

These two people are also satisfied, what law to prove the merits and virtues to prove the way, as long as they can become saints.

"boom--"

The phantom of the sea of ​​blood covered the flood, and under Ming He, blood lotus blossomed out one after another.

Visions bloomed in the sky.

Authentically rejoicing.

Afterwards, a strong power erupted from Styx.

The fairy sound is faint!

"Congratulations to Saint Styx!"

"Congratulations to Saint Styx!"

All the prehistoric beings saluted towards Styx.

"I become a saint, and I shall control the sea of ​​blood, lead Asura to protect the tunnel, and conquer the heavens!" Styx said loudly.

Then with a move of his hand, the primordial purple energy fell into Ming He's hands.

At this time, a figure appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, you have already proved the Dao with the world, and the primordial purple energy is useless in your hands. Can you give it to me? After I become a saint, I will be grateful!"

When seeing this person and hearing what he said, all living beings in the prehistoric world showed contemptuous expressions.

"This Kunpeng really has a thick skin!" Jieyin pouted.

Although it is recognized that Jieyin has a thick skin, but he really can't do this kind of thing.

Everyone has seen Kunpeng assisting the evildoers before, but now they are still shy and want to be masquerading?

In fact, even putting aside Kunpeng's shameless factor, Kunpeng still had a reason to ask Styx for the primordial purple energy.

Although he escaped, he did not die!

However, he has too many enemies.

Yaozu, Wuzu, Zhenyuanzi, Chanjiao Yunzhongzi, Jiejiao Sanxiao Zhao Gongming.

Even the Feng clan who was inexplicably hated.

Good guy, offended Xiao Ban Honghuang by himself, what a good guy!

He can only fight now, if he can become a saint, he might be able to save his life.

Kunpeng still doesn't want to die!

"You want it?" Minghe looked at Kunpeng.

Kunpeng nodded quickly: "Fellow Daoist Minghe, the friendship between you and me for millions of years is just a streak of purple energy..."

But before Kunpeng finished speaking, the purple air escaped into the center of Ming He's eyebrows, forming a purple streak.

Kunpeng:"……"

Ming He said casually: "Fellow Daoist, you can't grasp such things as primordial purple energy!"

Afterwards, Minghe looked at Houtu: "I, Minghe, have received a gift from the tunnel, so I will protect the tunnel!"

Although he did not achieve the holy position based on the primordial purple energy, he also accepted the identity of an authentic saint, or an authentic guardian.

Chapter 445

The corner of Kunpeng's mouth twitched, he saw that Styx just didn't want to give it to him.

"Ms. Pingxin, there are nine authentic saints. My Kunpeng is also a quasi-sage pinnacle, and I think I have some qualifications. Please also give me the purple energy. From now on, my Kunpeng will be sent by my mother!"

"A true saint, he has great virtue. You, you can't do it!" Houtu said mercilessly.

Kunpeng's complexion immediately became extremely ugly.

"Kunpeng, don't waste your time in vain. I have to settle the accounts of my monster clan with you!" Di Jun sneered.

In the Lich Tribulation, Kunpeng was supposed to guard Honghuang.

As a result, he defected directly and took away Hetu Luoshu.

"Your Majesty the Demon King, I am a demon master, and I work diligently. There is no credit but hard work. What's more, Hetu Luoshu has been taken away by the Nuwa Empress afterwards. Your Majesty...can you forgive me?" Kunpeng begged .

The attitude is low.

"Your Majesty, my sixth ear has something to report!"

When Liu Er appeared, Kunpeng's face immediately changed.

Before Kunpeng could speak, Liu Er said, "Your Majesty, the death of the princes was planned by Kunpeng!"

"boom!"

In an instant, a burst of fire burst into the sky.

Hot flames swept out.

Di Jun stepped forward and grabbed Kunpeng, Donghuang Taiyi also sacrificed the Chaos Bell and went towards Kunpeng to suppress it.

As for Lu Ya, it was also a burst of murderous intent!

"Demon Emperor, please spare me!" Kunpeng turned pale with shock, and wanted to escape, but found that the space had been blocked.

"Kunpeng, why did you do this!? My child has no grievances with you, why did you do this?" Di Jun said angrily.

After guarding the prehistoric world for millions of years, Di Jun has consciously cultivated himself well.

But at this moment, it completely exploded.

The tenth day of that year turned into the sky.

Di Jun always thought that the two of them were playing tricks on the West, and even planned to make trouble on the West in the future.

In the end, the pot was actually on Kunpeng?

"Your Majesty Dijun, a million years ago, Empress Nuwa preached the prehistoric world, and I got the world to prove the Tao, but there is no core. And you are unwilling to help, so I..."

"Snapped!"

Before Kunpeng could finish speaking, Di Jun slapped him.

"puff!"

Kunpeng spat blood at him, and flew out backwards.

"Brother, today I will send this scum to be robbed!" Donghuang Taiyi also looked excited, and the Chaos Bell was about to fall.

Just now.

"Your matter, we will deal with it later!"

"Yes, Great God Pan Gu!" Di Jun and Dong Huangtai agreed in unison.

Both of them were arrogant, but they would not ignore Pan Gu's words.

At this time, not only the Yaozu glared at Kunpeng, but the others, such as the Hongyun lineage, the Fengzu also hated it deeply.

After this turmoil, there was another surge of energy.

It was different from the violent sea of ​​blood before.

This time, endless vitality emerged from the wild.

Immediately afterwards, a towering tree was propped up between the prehistoric world and the earth.

On the big tree, there are densely packed fruits like babies.

This is the ginseng fruit tree, one of the top ten innate spiritual roots in the wild.

Under the ginseng fruit tree, the beard and hair of Zhen Yuanzi in a white robe was blown by the breeze, looking extremely peaceful.

"When the western landlines collapsed, it was Zhen Yuanzi, a fellow Taoist who used earth scriptures to maintain the landlines, established the prehistoric spirit clan (the flowers, plants, and trees became spirits), and even guarded the establishment of reincarnation. It should be of great merit! Saint!" Houtu's voice came again, and another burst of purple air sprang out.

But this time, Zhen Yuanzi didn't resist like Styx, but accepted it calmly.

The purple qi escaped into Zhen Yuanzi's body, and it became the foundation of the Dao, and then mobilized endless merit.

"Boom—"

Auspicious clouds descended from the sky, golden lotuses sprung from the ground, and prehistoric tunnels circled around him continuously.

Zhen Yuanzi has achieved the position of a true saint!

"Zhen Yuanzi thanked Empress Pingxin!" Zhen Yuanzi saluted.