"Cumulus clouds, stratus clouds, cirrus clouds, cumulus clouds, altostratus clouds, cirrocumulus clouds, cirrostratus clouds, cumulonimbus clouds, stratocumulus clouds...,,,,, tsk tsk, all the clouds in the world are coming!"
In the darkness, Kong Xuan looked at the various clouds above Wuzhuang Temple and said with his tongue: "It is indeed a group of thousands of clouds. These clouds and mist are like good babies in front of the ancestor Hongyun. Let them be swallowed up."
Hey, how many somersault clouds did I see? When the time comes, ask Patriarch Hongyun for a somersault cloud! You won’t have to work so hard when traveling in the future! "
I saw a few golden clouds mixed in among the thousands of clouds. Kong Xuan laughed.
"Somersault clouds! Those golden clouds? Didn't you say last time that these somersault clouds were the magical power of Saint Zhunti?"
"Hey! Somersault cloud! This kind of cloud was born after the ancestor Hongyun. Zhunti only saw this kind of cloud and caught a somersault cloud, so he figured out this magical power!"
Kong Xuan said disdainfully. The real somersault cloud speed is as fast as lightning, much faster than the Laoshizi somersault cloud magical power developed by Zhunti.
However, firstly, the birth of this somersault cloud is very rare, and secondly, the speed of this somersault cloud is too fast.
Therefore, since ancient times, there have been very few people who can use somersault clouds to move around.
Ancestor Hongyun has his head in the sky, his feet on the ground, and he is breathing clouds and mist, as if he is a fairy.
After devouring it for seven days and nights, Ancestor Hongyun seemed to have absorbed enough.
At this time, the entire Wuzhuang Temple has been blocked by countless clouds. It is misty and the Wuzhuang Temple seems to be hidden in darkness.
A middle-aged man, wearing red Xiayi, appeared in the void.
After seeing this costume, everyone no longer had any doubts. Because this is indeed Ancestor Hongyun.
After devouring too many clouds, Patriarch Hongyun's cultivation has reached the level of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian without even realizing it.
Everyone thought that the matter was over, but unexpectedly, the momentum of the Hongyun Ancestor was still rising, which was puzzling.
“Dong dong dong,,,,,,,”
Suddenly there were sounds of beating war drums between heaven and earth.
Everyone saw a golden light flashing across the sky. This ten thousand feet of golden light shines directly at Ancestor Hongyun. The shining Ancestor Hongyun is extremely sacred.
Golden flowers fell from the sky one after another, and golden lotuses rose from the ground.
Golden flowers fall from the sky, and golden lotuses emerge from the earth.
A huge mass of merit fell from the sky. It fell directly into the hands of Ancestor Hongyun.
"Sanctify!"
"Ancestor Hongyun is going to become a saint!"
After seeing this scene, if everyone still can't understand, their lives will be in vain.
Shock! All the heavens were shocked by Ancestor Hongyun!
Do you want to be so fierce? He has just been resurrected and is about to become a saint! You have to travel the path that others have taken thousands of years in one day.
At this time, anyone who has heard of the deeds of Ancestor Hongyun will easily think of Hongmeng Ziqi who disappeared that year.
Now, Ancestor Hongyun is going to become a saint, which means that Hongmeng Ziqi is now
It’s on Ancestor Hongyun.
Some people were ready to take action. Saints can die or be killed. This is already known to everyone in the prehistoric times.
Kill the saint and take away his Hongmeng Purple Qi, and you may become a saint.
The temptation of sanctification is simply too great.
To this day, saints are still highly respected in ancient times. Although during this period of time, some people seemed to show more strength than the saints.
But how many such people can there be?
Now Hongyun is clearly on the path to sainthood. As long as he kills Hongyun and takes away his Hongmeng Purple Qi, then he may become a saint.
But before everyone took action, some people could no longer bear it.
"kill!"
With the sound of the word "kill", the sound of the word "kill" echoed throughout the prehistoric world.
Six Saints, not bad! The Six Saints couldn't bear it anymore! If Hongyun is to become a saint, it goes without saying that their luck will inevitably decrease.
The cake is only so big. If you have one more person, you have to share more of the cake. I need less cake. This simple calculation can be understood by everyone.
Therefore, the Six Saints simply do not allow anyone to become a saint!
Just like when Confucius became a saint, if there was no way of heaven to trap the Six Sages in the Zixiao Palace, then the Six Sages would definitely destroy Confucius' chance to become a saint.
The Six Saints didn't have any extra words to say this time, and came straight up ready to kill.
Because preventing people from becoming enlightened is like killing their parents. The Six Saints knew that no matter what they said, it would be useless, so they did not reply and went straight to kill them.
The six treasures struck Hongyun head-on, who was still in the state of enlightenment.
The Six Saints did not hold back, wishing to kill the Hongyun Patriarch in one move.
"Snap, snap, snap, snap!"
Just when everyone thought Hong Yun was definitely going to be in trouble, seven figures suddenly appeared around Hong Yun. These seven figures directly resisted the Six Saints' treasure.
Obviously, the Six Holy Treasures were sent flying back.
"Those are the great merchant Huang Zhongxian, Kong Xuan, and Bai Xiaotian!"
Among the six people, people quickly recognized three.
Because the six people who came out did not hide anything and appeared in front of all living beings so openly.
"No wonder I said that Zhen Yuanzi was going to help Dashang twice before! It turns out he was waiting here!"
"It seems that Zhen Yuanzi is well prepared this time! He has been prepared for the saint who appears at any time!"
"As long as Patriarch Hongyun becomes a saint this time, will he not have the benefit of Zhen Yuanzi?"
"This is the Peacock, the son of the Phoenix, and Bai Xiaotian, the son of the mythical white tiger!"
Many people also stared at Kong Xuan and Bai Xiaotian, making both of them feel a little embarrassed.
Huang Zhongxian stood in front of Saint Taiqing. Kong Xuan faced off against Yuanshi Tianzun. As for Bai Xiaotian, he naturally chose Master Tongtian.
"My name is Wuxin!"
Standing in front of the Nuwa Empress was a young man. Although this young man did not show any skills, there was an aura like an abyss or prison where he stood.
This is a tough opponent.
"Sage Jieyin, your opponent is me! Pindao Yunze!"
Taoist Yunze looked at the welcoming saint with a smile, as if he was not worried about his own safety at all. On the contrary, he seemed a little eager to give it a try.
"Hahaha, Saint Zhunti, you are the only one left! We brothers will have a good time with you!"
A handsome man wearing golden armor appeared in front of Zhunti in an instant.
"He is my eldest brother! His name is Wuyun!"
After finishing speaking, the man turned around in a circle again and continued uncomfortably: "As for me, my name is Somersault Cloud! The tendons are the somersault cloud's somersault cloud, the dou is the somersault cloud's dou, and the clouds are the somersault cloud's clouds. .”
Kong Xuan on the side was dumbfounded. He really couldn't imagine how such a childish person could cultivate to the level of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.
"Oh, by the way, Zhunti, brother, I heard that you have cultivated a magical power called a somersault cloud! You step on it and jump around all day long, right? Isn't that right?"
Somersault Cloud turned around on the ground, pointed at Saint Zhunti and said.
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