"What a Hongmeng purple qi, what a heavenly arrangement!"

It was like a dream, or it was a dream that woke up, and a touch of self-mockery was outlined from the corner of his mouth, but Ye Xuan had a great hesitation in his eyes.

The truth is revealed, everything is revealed!

This is the space transformed by Hongmeng purple qi. Ye Xuan did feel the power of the saint, and the thunder sound of the heavenly way pointed out the direction of the saint's saint's saint's power that made him feel in advance.

Strong, indeed very strong, the saint is so powerful that Ye Xuan could feel that he had never been stronger than before, because in this independent space, he did have the cultivation of a saint.

But Ye Xuan was not confused by this power, but he was also trapped in extreme hesitation. Should he give up on experiencing the truth with strength and directly turn to the path of saints in merit?

If you re-establish the heaven and earth, you will become a saint!

The simple eight words are the idea conveyed to him by the Hongmeng purple Qi. As long as he sets a great aspiration in the world and opens up a great sect to calm the disputes in the three realms, he can become a saint with the Hongmeng purple Qi and become the seventh saint of the Heavenly Way.

A choice is placed in front of Ye Xuan. As long as he makes ambitions of heaven and earth like the six saints of the past, he can instantly transform into a saint with the Hongmeng purple qi and then on an equal footing with the six saints.

The three realms have been quarrels for a long time, the Lich wars are analysing grievances, and the three realms of heaven, earth, man and others are in charge of their own affairs. If Ye Xuan is willing to make great aspirations in heaven and earth and is willing to calm the chaos in the three realms, he will be able to obtain great merits and great causes and effects and directly transform into a saint.

Saint!

Even Ye Xuan could not remain indifferent to a word full of temptation. As long as he was willing to become a saint, the so-called ancient demon court of the witch clan would not be placed in his eyes. Even if the six saints saw him, they would respectfully call him a fellow Taoist.

"What a powerful force!"

Ye Xuan's expression was extremely intoxicated. He could fully feel how powerful he was at this moment. He was even tempted by his own power, as if he was trapped in a state of inextricable power.

"open!"

Ye Xuan whispered, and his magic eyes flashed with holy light, directly illuminating the three realms of heaven, earth, and man, and even brought the countless sentient beings in the three realms to his heart.

A pair of holy eyes of heaven and earth shone through the void and saw through nothingness. Ye Xuan even saw the ancestor of the Styx who was walking through nothingness, and also saw a monk in white walking towards the heaven.

But at this moment, Ye Xuan had no fluctuations. He was already immersed in the power of this saint, until the holy light in his eyes dissipated, and he became extremely silent.

Temptation, a great temptation, this is the temptation of the holy realm to Ye Xuan!

"It's a pity that this is not the power I want!"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan raised his head, the intoxication on his face disappeared, a sharp eye was passing by, and an extremely terrifying divine light burst out from his body.

"roll!"

The roar broke through the mountains and rivers, the void exploded, Ye Xuan roared fiercely, and a wisp of chaotic mist appeared around him, and even violently forced out the purple holy light in his body.

"ah!"

Like thousands of arrows piercing the heart, like an ant biting, a pain that is worse than life and death is applied to Ye Xuan's immortal spirit. The heavenly immortal text that was originally entangled in his immortal spirit was attached to it like a maggot on the bones. At this moment, Ye Xuan wanted to force it out of his body and suffered an extremely terrible catastrophe.

"Want to enslave me? Even if he, Hongjun, comes in person!"

Ye Xuan was roaring with ferocious roars, and beads of sweat floated on his forehead, which also proved how much suffering he suffered.

The so-called sainthood of merit is simply an act of self-destructing the future, because such a saint must be under the law of heaven and must be born with dependence on heaven and earth. If Ye Xuan really chooses to become saint of merit, then he will be suppressed by the law of heaven. When he sees Hongjun Daozu, he must respectfully call him teacher, and this is definitely not the path Ye Xuan wants to choose.

In the past, when Ye Xuan was weak, he made a vow that he would be above the nine heavens, and even overlook all sentient beings, becoming the holy of those sentient beings, and no one could press on his head.

The changes in Hongmeng purple qi today pointed out the way for him to become a saint of merit, but this was not what Ye Xuan wanted in his heart.

The heaven and earth are destroyed but I am immortal. All things are destroyed but I am immortal. This is the path Ye Xuan is going to take.

"roll!"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan roared like thunder. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his consciousness returned to his body. His eyebrows were glowing, the immortal spirit was trembling violently, and the immortal text transformed from the purple qi of Hongmeng was forced to retreat.

Chichichichichi!

The Heavenly Dao Immortal Text withdrew from Ye Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness and turned into a Hongmeng purple aura floating in front of Ye Xuan. The purple holy light on his body also disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Hu—Hu—Hu—Hu.

Ye Xuan kept gasping for breath, and beads of sweat as big as beans dripped on the ground of the bullfighting palace, as if he had experienced a life-and-death battle, and even his face was extremely pale.

"What a Hongmeng purple qi, I almost gave up my Dharma and Tao!"

Ye Xuan clenched his fists, his eyes were growing, and a great desire for violence arose in his heart, wanting to destroy the Hongmeng purple aura in his hands.

In the end, Ye Xuan did not destroy the Hongmeng purple qi because it was related to the seventh saint of heaven. Even if he did not want to become a saint of merit, this thing also had a great effect on him.

call!

Ye Xuan sprayed a breath of turbid air from his mouth. He kept calming himself until dozens of breaths passed, and Ye Xuan finally calmed down.

"The sudden appearance of Hongmeng purple qi is an extremely strange thing. I almost destroyed myself and proved the truth with my strength. I am afraid that this is not as simple as I imagined." Ye Xuan murmured to himself, his voice was extremely cold, and there was a light of thought in his eyes.

Yuan Ling!

Ye Xuan thought of a person. It had been 100,000 years since he entered the Earth Immortal Realm, but this Yuan Ling has never appeared. Even though he has entered the quasi-saint today, there is still no trace of the other party.

After living together for four years in the human world, although Yuan Ling is very hiding, Ye Xuan can also understand some of Yuan Ling's nature.

Yuan Ling is a sinister and cunning person, and even a very cunning person. Ye Xuan understood this truth very well. He was even more sure that Yuan Ling would never do nothing. Perhaps the Hongmeng purple aura had a great relationship with him.

"Um?"

Suddenly, when Ye Xuan connected the Hongmeng purple aura with the Yuanling, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes became sinister, as if he was thinking of something.

"How is this possible?"

Ye Xuan whispered horror. He actually wondered whether it was the Hongmeng purple qi that was Yuan Ling's work, so that he could destroy himself and prove the way of enlightenment with strength?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. If Yuan Ling really had the Hongmeng purple aura in his hand, why didn't he become a saint by himself?" Ye Xuan was making a bold guess and even thinking about this question.
Chapter completed!