Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

Haotian led many quasi-saints of the heavenly court to retreat and disappeared without a trace.

He realized that Minghe had not yet exerted his full strength.

However, Haotian still had a backup plan, and the two sides were evenly matched.

There was no need to continue fighting.

As the Jade Emperor of the heavenly court, he naturally knew the truth that the fisherman benefits from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam.

After Haotian and others left.

Minghe was just about to go forward to grab the Hongmeng purple air.

The figure that appeared in front of him made him feel like he was facing a great enemy.

The visitor was wearing a Confucian robe, with a calm expression and a full smile on his face, staring at the Hongmeng purple air in his hand. .

His expression had an indescribable complex feeling, and he said softly.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi, it's been a long time since I last saw you. Back then, it was the Hongmeng Purple Qi that made me successful, and it was also the Hongmeng Purple Qi that made me fail."

"Fellow Daoist, the cause and effect left in those days should be repaid now."

"You rob me of Hongmeng Purple Qi once, and I rob you of Hongmeng Purple Qi once, how about that?"

Minghe looked at the Wensheng Cangjie who suddenly appeared in front of him with a complicated face.

His expression instantly became a little distorted and complicated, and his brows were furrowed.

What a sin!

Thinking back to when Hongyun was chased by the demon court with Hongmeng Purple Qi.

He couldn't suppress his excitement and greed at the time.

When Hongyun went to the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Minghe also attacked without hesitation, and severely injured Hongyun with one blow.

Who knew that Hongyun could reincarnate into the human race.

Even when the human race was in danger, he became a quasi-saint in three steps.

With one blow, he could suppress Houtu, who had achieved the sub-saint.

The power he showed in the first battle was shocking.

The smile on the face of Wensheng Cangjie was very subtle.

"From today on, I and my fellow Taoist will no longer owe each other anything."

As soon as these words came out, the look on the face of the Styx Patriarch became even more complicated.

"My fellow Taoist, it was indeed my greed that made me make a big mistake back then."

"But... I still want to fight for this Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

The moment the words fell, the Styx Patriarch suddenly released endless blood-colored light beams towards Wensheng Cangjie.

At the same time, he shouted to the Shura Sect disciples and the Black and White Impermanence without looking back.

"Hurry up, now that the Heavenly Court has retreated, there is no threat anymore."

The Shura Sect disciples and the Black and White Impermanence turned into escape lights and galloped away without any hesitation.

Black and White Impermanence did not have any mood swings when they were ordered around.

After all, before the Hongmeng Purple Qi was born.

The Styx Patriarch has paid due compensation.

And it is quite generous, enough to make the Black and White Impermanence willing to help.

Wensheng Cangjie suddenly held a brush and wrote a word "Zhen" in the air!

In an instant, the world shook, and all things showed a terrifying might.

The surrounding space couldn't help but rumble.

A strong Taoist aura instantly wrapped up the light column and dissipated in an instant.

Wensheng Cangjie's expression was indifferent, and he said with a smile.

"Daoyou, if you don't show your trump card, you probably won't have a chance to defeat me."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the Styx flashed with scarlet brilliance.

His eyes were fixed on the Hongmeng purple air in Wensheng Cangjie's hand.

The moment he saw the Hongmeng purple air, the Styx Patriarch was too lazy to continue to hide his shortcomings.

What is the fisherman benefiting from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam, what is making wedding clothes for others.

If you don't hurry and fight now, I think even the only chance will be gone.

Suddenly, a thick Netherworld Blood Sea emerged from the chaos.

Endless bloody air spread out, making Wensheng Cangjie frown slightly.

"Daoyou really thoroughly sacrificed the Netherworld Blood Sea. To prove the way to sainthood, you don't necessarily need Hongmeng Purple Qi."

The old ancestor of the Styx looked indifferent and continued to respond in a calm tone.

"If there is a shortcut, if you don't take it, wouldn't it be a bit stupid?"

The moment the voice fell, a terrifying blood-colored huge wave suddenly surged up.

The blood-colored huge waves coming from all directions wanted to turn into a giant cocoon to wrap Wensheng Cangjie in it.

Wensheng Cangjie looked indifferent, still holding the pen and writing something.

Both sides seemed to burst out with the strongest power.

This made Luo Xuan stare at the battle between the two sides.

Seeing such a terrifying might, Luo Xuan couldn't help but nod his head and admire.

"As expected of a top quasi-saint, he has many tricks up his sleeve, so terrifying."

Duobao asked with a smile, the Four Swords of Zhuxian floating behind him.

"Brother, do you have the confidence to resist such an attack?"

Luo Xuan patted his chest confidently and responded with a smile.

"Of course I do, don't worry, the Hongmeng Purple Qi will definitely fall into our hands by then."

As soon as these words came out, the leaders of the three religionsThe disciples also exchanged glances with each other.

Needless to say, no matter how familiar everyone is, they all have their trump cards on each other.

These old-fashioned quasi-saint peak powers, not to say that they can win 100%.

At least it is not a problem to make themselves invincible.

Previously fighting with Maitreya Buddha and Medicine Buddha of the Western Church?

It was nothing more than a simple child's play, which was nothing at all.

I believe that the quasi-saint disciples of the Western Church probably also know the news that Hongmeng Purple Qi is about to be born.

Both sides only initially showed their own means.

As for the real fight, it has not reached that level yet.

You can't pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons.

Everyone can still distinguish the importance of Hongmeng Purple Qi and the temporary victory or defeat at that time.

Boom——!!!

The prehistoric world shook, and the heaven and earth swayed.

The blood-colored giant cocoon quickly wrapped the literary saint Cangjie in it.

The infinitely flowing bloody aura was eroding it fiercely.

Boom——!!!

Suddenly a brush pierced the bloody cocoon.

And it pressed down on the body of the Styx without any obstruction.

In an instant, the figure of the Styx turned into bloody foam and dissipated in the chaos.

Such a scene made many saints frown slightly.

It wouldn't cause any loss of life, right?

After all, the Styx is now the master of the Shura Road of the six paths of the underworld.

Moreover, since the reincarnation of the literary saint Cangjie.

The relationship between the two sides is not bad with Zhenyuanzi.

The literary saint Cangjie was stunned when he saw the bloody foam.

Then he couldn't help shaking his head and said with a smile.

"It has to be Fellow Daoist Minghe, who is really steady."

"You came here to compete for the Hongmeng Purple Qi without even knowing your true body?"

He could tell at a glance that the dead Minghe was not the real body at all.

The real Minghe was still staying in the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

At this time, the Minghe in the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea suddenly opened his eyes.

He exhaled helplessly, shook his head and said with emotion.

"Time is fate, if it is destined, it will happen, if it is not destined, don't force it."

"It seems that the Hongmeng Purple Qi is not something that belongs to me after all."

"It is just as Fellow Daoist Cangjie said, why must the Hongmeng Purple Qi be required to prove the way and become a saint?"