Honghuang: I am the Chaos Pearl, and Hongjun is nothing.

Yuan Shi thought for a moment and couldn't help but feel excited.

"Brother, I think it's feasible. Refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi may be an opportunity for you and me to become saints!"

"In that case, let's try to refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

The two brothers did what they said without any hesitation, and immediately started trying to refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi!

Meanwhile, to the west, Mount Sumeru.

"Senior Brother, there is a way. Hongmeng Purple Qi is not for enlightenment, but for refining!"

A voice of ecstasy suddenly resounded in a large hall.

Immediately afterwards, Shun Zhunti ran up to Jie Yin with bare feet and roared with surprise on his face.

It turned out that long before a Yuanhui, Zhunti and Jieyin's Yuanshen power could not break through the Hongmeng Purple Qi. In desperation, Zhunti found another way to refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

And, just do it.

After a calamity of refining, he finally refined half of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which made Zhunti feel so happy that his ecstasy was beyond words.

And Jie Yin did not show any weakness and actually directly refined most of it.

Now, the two brothers and sisters are covered in purple energy, with magnificent auras. Their strength has reached the peak of quasi-sages, and half of their feet seem to have stepped into the realm of heavenly saints.

"Junior brother, you and I should continue our efforts and complete the final refining at one go!"

"That's how it should be!"

Northern Great Wasteland.

Ever since the catastrophe of ferocious beasts and zombies, this place has become extremely quiet.

Occasionally, monks who practice ice attributes will come here, looking for opportunities, or simply open a cave here.

At this moment, countless golden lotuses are still continuing to merge into the Northern Wilderness, and the Northern Wilderness is still shrouded in golden light.

Under the northern ice sheet, a place where even heaven cannot see.

A silver-white hall is hidden inside.

Demon Master’s Palace!

The dojo of Kunpeng, the demon master of heaven!

The Demon Master's Palace is a cave-like treasure with a universe within it. It is a top-notch world filled with spiritual energy.

The four seasons are like spring, and there are many magical flowers and plants, as well as magical beasts and beasts.

At this moment, in the center of this world full of flowers and full of spiritual energy, there is a silver hall.

Kunpeng slowly opened his eyes.

"Sure enough, Hongmeng Purple Qi is not used for enlightenment, but for refining. It seems that the old guy Hongjun has no good intentions!"

At this moment, if Hongjun does this again, he will definitely be shocked and even furious.

It turned out that Kunpeng was a quasi-sage who had beheaded three corpses at this moment. He was clearly a Hunyuan-level monk, and he had cultivated his cultivation to the peak of Hunyuan.

"It's still Hunyuan Zizi Wuji Gong, it's the ancient orthodoxy!"

Despite this, Kunpeng did not show any gratitude to Daozu Li Song. Instead, he was infinitely indignant.

"Emperor Jun, Taiyi, I'm afraid you don't have such an opportunity. When my Kunpeng attains the Hunyuan Dao, that's when your body will perish and the Dao will disappear!"

"Thanks to the generosity of that old guy Hongjun, who gave me a beam of Hongmeng Purple Qi. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had such an opportunity!"

"Just wait, the world will soon be shaken by me!"

Infinite seas and seas.

The luck is transpiring and the golden light shines.

In addition to the golden lotus that is still immersed in it, there is also the luck of the four seas involved in it.

Today's boundless world has swept away the fatigue of the past, and its karma has disappeared, replaced by unprecedented vigor and prosperity.

At this moment, the East China Sea, the Dragon Palace.

The purple-gold Dragon Palace is majestic and grand.

On the tall and mighty dragon chair, the ancestral dragon saint sat majestically.

"Brother, now that you have become a saint, the luck of the Dragon Clan has reached its peak, and the number of your people has also exploded in the past few tribulations. Now, we have strong soldiers and strong horses, and we should show our strength."

In the huge Dragon Palace, Zhulong, the only one who could chat and laugh with Zulong, said enthusiastically.

"Yes, ancestor, what the second ancestor said is reasonable. When our dragon clan was in decline, one hundred and eight demon kings made trouble and captured countless of my true dragons. It is really hateful!"

"Ancestor, now that you have become a saint, it is time to regain the four seas and let the four seas return to the hands of our dragon clan!"

At this time, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas all suggested.

Zu Long looked at the dozens of real dragons in the hall and sighed.

In the ancient dragon clan, there were tens of thousands of real dragons in the Daluo Golden Fairyland alone, and there were also dozens in the Hunyuan Golden Fairyland. The dragon clan at that time was extremely powerful, and his roar shook the whole world.

But now, the dragon clan's strength has plummeted. If he hadn't become a saint, he might have been bullied to what extent.

"Yes, it's time to take everything back!"

"However, if you want to fight against the outside world, you must first settle down at home, so let's start by conquering the world!"

At this moment, Zulong finally revealed his domineering and ferocious side!

Kunlun Mountain, Zizhou Prefecture.

Prince Dong sat alone in the side hall, pouring himself a glass of wine.

Since being sidelined, Prince Dong has not appeared in public for a long time.

The Queen Mother of the West is a direct descendant of the saint, and was given the Hongmeng Purple Qi by the saint. She will become a saint sooner or later.

And he is just the emperor of the Immortal Court. Although he is called the Emperor of Donghua by the people in the ancient times, he has a high and powerful position.

But that's just an appearance and has no real power at all.

All the rights of the Immortal Court fell into the hands of the Queen Mother of the West.

Everything needs to be decided by the Queen Mother of the West, otherwise it will not be implemented.

For him, this is undoubtedly a shame and a torture.

If possible, Prince Dong would like to leave Immortal Court directly and start a new business.

However, in today's prehistoric times, most of the four great prehistoric places, except the southern prehistoric land, the central prehistoric land, and the eastern prehistoric land, belong to the world of Immortal Court.

Xianting has 30 million troops, thousands of Hunyuan Golden Immortals, hundreds of thousands of Daluo Golden Immortals, millions of Taiyi Golden Immortals, and countless Golden Immortals!

I am afraid that except for the Wu Clan and the Heavenly Court, no one dares to touch it at all.

Prince Dong wants to start a new business and go it alone, but that's just a fantasy!

"Emperor, King Tianhe wants to see you!"

At this time, the waiter came in to report.

However, there was no trace of respect in the waiter's eyes, instead, there was a bit of mockery.

Duke Dongwang was already angry and furious.

Seeing the waiter like this, he planned to kill him directly.

However, the current Prince Dong is no longer the stupid young man.

The tempering made him become tolerant and calm.

Even if someone mocks him to his face, he can laugh it off.

Therefore, he just glanced at the waiter lightly and waved.

Soon, a mighty man wearing a blue brocade robe strode in.

But the waiter did not leave, but stood behind Duke Dong.

Seeing this, Prince Dong snorted coldly and said calmly.

"Since you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me for being rude!"

Before the waiter could say anything, Duke Dong Wang completely destroyed it.

"Emperor, aren't you afraid that she will reprimand you or even punish you?"

When the mighty man saw this, he couldn't help but frown.

This person is an innate river that became the climate, and appeared in form at the beginning of Hongjun's sainthood.

His name is the King of Heavenly River, and he rules over countless rivers and streams in the prehistoric times, and is the ancestor of countless lakes.

He was the first general to follow Duke Dong to conquer the world. He had a distinguished status and his cultivation had reached the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

But with the rise of the Queen Mother of the West, the generals like the Duke of the East were all squeezed out.

At this moment, King Tianhe has been reduced to a keeper guarding the scrap warehouse.

A dozen other generals were also exiled.

In short, people of Dongwanggong's lineage are already lonely.

"It's okay, I'll take this opportunity to test that thief bitch!"

Prince Dong waved his hand and asked immediately without paying attention.

"What do you want from me?"

When it came to business, King Tianhe said seriously.

"Emperor, you don't know that Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones, has achieved enlightenment and become a saint. It is said that he has issued a saint's order to establish the Jie Sect on Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea and recruit heroes from all walks of life to join. We have been abandoned by the saint. For the sake of your way, why don’t we change our banners and join the teachings of Saint Tongtian?”

"We can still have a chance of survival by taking refuge in Saint Tongtian, but if we still stay in the Immortal Court, one day in the future, we will be the first to lead the battle. At the cost of our lives, you will also be sent directly to the front line to lead the troops in the war. You You know, that is Saint Dijun!"

Prince Dong's eyes flashed, and he took a deep look at King Tianhe, feeling quite moved.

"This matter is not just your idea, right?"

"Yes, we have been studying the Giant Tree King for a long time, and we have already gone to investigate. This matter is absolutely true."

"Emperor, it is undeniable that I came here today to ask you on behalf of everyone. In fact, even if you don't go, we have decided to lead everyone to Jin'ao Island. We are determined to leave!"

King Tianhe stood up, bowed deeply to Duke Dong, and planned to leave directly.

"Calling everyone, it's time to leave!"

Prince Dong suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, King Tianhe's tiger body shook violently, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"I'm just waiting for you to say a word. We have already assembled. Even the people of all ethnic groups have left. Only a few of us old guys are still waiting for news from you!"

"In that case, let's set off!"

A sharp light flashed in Duke Dong's eyes and he said coldly.

But just when Duke Dong was about to change his banner, something unexpected happened on this day in Honghuang.

"The way of heaven is above. I, Tongtian, will create a sect today. I will seize the chance of life, pass on the Tao to all living beings, and benefit the people in the wild. I will use the innate treasure, the Nine Tribulations Tao Sword, to suppress luck and establish the sect!"

With a loud roar, above the East China Sea, a tall figure stood tall in the sky like a sharp sword.

There is a three-foot-three-inch sword above his head, covered with silver light. On the hilt, there is a nine-leaf sword grass pattern depicting the shining forty-nine innate spiritual forbidden swords!

Astonishingly, it was the Nine Tribulation Dao Sword that was transformed from the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass that emerged from the cocoon after being cultivated by Li Song’s Golden Wheel of Merit!

Tongtian established the Jiejiao!

Shock in the wild!

All spirits are shaken!