"What a magnificent purple, what a heavenly arrangement!"


    It was like a dream, or waking up from a dream. A touch of self mockery was outlined from the corner of his mouth, but ye Xuan''s eyes were full of hesitation.


    The truth is revealed, everything is revealed!


    This is the space where Hongmeng''s purple Qi turns into. Ye Xuan really feels the power of the sage. The thunder of heaven points out the direction of merit and virtue, and makes him feel the power of the sage in advance.


    Strong, really strong, the sage is terrible. At the moment, ye Xuan can fully feel that he has never been strong, because in this independent space, he does have the cultivation of the sage.


    But ye Xuan was not confused by this power, but he also fell into extreme hesitation. Should he give up trying to prove the Tao and directly turn to the road of merit and virtue?


    Re establish heaven and earth, when you can become holy!


    The simple eight words are the idea conveyed to him by Hongmeng Ziqi. As long as he makes the great wish of heaven and earth, opens up a great religion and aims to calm the disputes among the three worlds, he can become a saint by virtue of Hongmeng Ziqi and become the seventh saint of heaven.


    A choice is in front of Ye Xuan. As long as he makes the grand wish of heaven and earth as the six saints in the past, he can turn into a saint with Hongmeng purple Qi in an instant, and be on an equal footing with the six saints from now on.


    There have been disputes among the three realms for a long time. The Lich war has clarified the gratitude and resentment. The three realms of heaven, earth and people work in their own ways. If ye Xuan is willing to make a great wish of heaven and earth and is willing to quell the chaos among the three realms, he can get great merit and great cause and effect and directly incarnate into a saint.


    Saint!


    A word full of temptation, even ye Xuan can''t be indifferent. As long as he is willing to become a saint, the so-called ancient demon court of the witch family will not be in his eyes. Even if the six saints see him, they should respect him as a friend.


    "What a powerful force!"


    Ye Xuan''s expression was extremely intoxicated. He could fully feel how powerful he was at the moment. He was tempted by his own strength, as if he was in a situation that he couldn''t extricate himself.


    "Open!"


    Ye Xuan whispered softly, and a pair of magic eyes glittered with holy light, which directly shone all over the three realms of heaven, earth and man, and even surfaced all sentient beings in the three realms in his heart.


    A pair of heaven and earth holy eyes broke through the void and saw through the nothingness. Ye Xuan saw the ancient Styx walking through the nothingness and a monk in white walking towards the heaven.


    But at the moment, ye Xuan didn''t have any fluctuations. He was already immersed in the power of this Saint until the holy light in his eyes dissipated, and his whole person became extremely silent.


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


    "Unfortunately, this is not the power I want!"


    Suddenly, ye Xuan raised his head. The intoxicated color on his face had disappeared. A sharp eye light was passing through, and his whole body was blooming with an extremely terrible divine light.


    "Get out!"


    The roar broke the mountains and rivers, and the void burst. Ye Xuan roared wildly. A wisp of chaotic fog appeared around him, and it was violent to force out the purple holy light in his body.


    "Ah!"


    It was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart and an ant biting. A pain that life is not like death was imposed on Ye Xuan''s immortal spirit. Originally, it was wrapped around his immortal text of heaven, which was like a maggot of tarsal bone. At the moment, ye Xuan wanted to force it out of his body and suffered an extremely terrible disaster directly.


    "Want to enslave me? Even if he comes in person, it''s impossible! "


    Ye Xuan roared ferociously, and beads of sweat floated on his forehead, which also proved how much pain he had suffered.


    The so-called sanctification of merit and virtue is basically an act of self destruction of the way ahead, because this kind of sage has to live under the heaven and earth. If ye Xuan really chooses to become a saint of merit and virtue, he will be suppressed by the heaven. When he sees the Hongjun Taoist ancestor, he will also be honored as a teacher, and this is by no means the way ye Xuan wants to choose.


    In the past years, when ye Xuan was weak and small, he made an oath that he would surpass the nine heaven, but also overlook all living beings and become the saint of all living beings, and no one could press on his head.


    Today, Hongmeng''s purple Qi has changed so much, which points out the way for him to become a saint, but this is not what ye Xuan wants in his heart.


    Heaven and earth perish but I do not perish. All things perish and I do not perish. This is the way ye Xuan wants to go.


    "Get out!"


    Suddenly, ye Xuan roared like thunder. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his own consciousness returned to the flesh. His eyebrows were shining, and the immortal spirit was shaking violently. The immortal text turned into Hongmeng purple gas was forced out.


    Wheeze!


    Tiandao Xianwen withdrew from ye Xuan''s knowledge of the sea and turned into Hongmeng again. The purple Qi floated in front of Ye Xuan, and the purple light on him collapsed at the moment.


    Hoo Hoo Hoo.


    Ye Xuan kept panting, and beads of sweat big as beans fell on the ground of the bullfighting palace, as if he had experienced a life and death war, and even his face was extremely white.


    "What a Hongmeng purple, almost let me give up my Dharma and Tao!"


    Ye Xuan clenched his fists, and his anger was growing in his eyes. In his heart, he had a great desire for tyranny, trying to destroy the Hongmeng purple Qi in his hands.


    In the end, ye Xuan didn''t destroy the purple Qi of Hongmeng, because it was about the seventh Tianding saint. Even though he didn''t want to become a saint, it also played a great role in him.


    Hoo!


    Ye Xuan spewed out a mouthful of turbid air. He kept calming himself down until dozens of breath passed, and ye Xuan finally became calm.


    "The sudden appearance of Hongmeng purple gas is an extremely strange thing. Just now it almost made me destroy myself to prove the method of Tao. I''m afraid it''s not as simple as I thought." Ye Xuan whispered to himself. His voice was extremely cold, and there was a light of thinking in his eyes.


    Yuanling!


    Ye Xuan thought of a man. It has been 100000 years since he entered the earth fairy world, but this yuan Ling has never appeared. Even if he has entered the quasi saint, the other party still has no trace.


    After four years of living together day and night in the world, although yuan Ling hides well, ye Xuan can also understand some of Yuan Ling''s temperament.


    Yuan Ling is a sinister and cunning person, and also a person with deep city government. Ye Xuan knows this truth very well. He is more sure that Yuan Ling will never do nothing. Maybe this Hongmeng purple gas has a great relationship with him.


    "Huh?"


    Suddenly, when ye Xuan connected Hongmeng purple Qi and Yuanling together, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were gloomy, as if he thought of something.


    "How is this possible?"


    Ye Xuan whispered in horror. He was so whimsical. Could it be that Hongmeng Ziqi was the pen of Yuan Ling, so that he could destroy himself to prove the road of Tao?


    "Impossible, absolutely impossible. If yuan Ling really has Hongmeng purple Qi in his hand, why doesn''t he become holy himself?" Ye Xuan is boldly guessing and thinking about this problem.


    Unfortunately, no matter how ye Xuan guessed, he didn''t get an answer, and it was just his guess. Hongmeng Ziqi might not be Yuanling''s handwriting.