"Hongmeng purple Qi, I really don't know if you are a disaster or a blessing?" Looking at the purple Qi in my hand, Yang Jiao couldn't help but sigh.

"Yang Jiao, hand over the Hongmeng purple aura, otherwise Ao Zun would come today and he would not be able to save you?" An old man in purple clothes said to Yang Jiao. When Yang Jiao heard this, he couldn't help but look at the old man. He had a brocade robe. Unfortunately, his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Sub-Saint, and there was no threat to Yang Jiao. So Yang Jiao couldn't help but show a hint of disdain and said, "I'm not qualified, how can you do it? Besides, this Hongmeng purple aura chose to be with me back then, and now I'm asking me to find it first. It means that he is mine and has a destiny. What kind of virtue can you give me over it? As for my master, how can you compete with me? I'm really overestimating my ability and shaking the tree." [..com]

A sword light gathered in Yang Jiao's hand in an instant, directly crossed the space, pierced through the old man's purple palace, destroyed his soul, and destroyed his soul on the spot. Seeing this scene, all the great masters were shocked. What kind of strength did this mean to destroy a top powerhouse in the early stage of the Sub-Saint with one move. Even the monks who had reached the peak of the Sub-Saint were shocked, guessing whether they were Yang Jiao's opponent.

"Amitabha, the donor is alone now. We have at least hundreds of masters above quasi-saints. Even if the donor can defeat everyone present, he cannot defeat all the people. Please think twice?" The Tathagata on the side couldn't help but say to Yang Jiao. But before Yang Jiao could really answer, he heard a voice sounding in everyone's ears:

"There are enough saints in the Dragon God Sect in the Prehistoric world now. If things are extreme, they will be reversed. If they are envied by God, they will probably be destroyed just like the Jie Sect at that time."

Hearing the sound, Yang Jiao couldn't help but be angry. In this case, someone dared to seek bad luck and death, so he shot away with a sword light. But to his surprise, his attack was stopped. A big man holding a long halberd looked at him provocatively, and the sword energy just now was broken by his halberd.

"The Qilin clan was so rampant, I really don't know how to live or die. Don't you know that there are many people in the prehistoric world that you can't afford? The three prehistoric world really think that your Qilin clan is the number one force in the prehistoric world, and I really don't know how high the sky and the earth are. I hope you take this sword." As he said that, another sword light appeared in his hand, but this time it showed colorful colors, which made the man's face change.

The sword light flashed, and the big man's tiger's mouth was dripping blood, while the big man's face was sweating, his hands were trembling constantly, and everyone was shocked. Isn't this just a sword? Isn't it that difficult to catch? "Yes, you actually caught my sword, and you are quite capable, but can you catch the sword below?" Yang Jiao's golden light shot out again.

With a clang, a bowl appeared beside the middle-aged man, blocking his attack. However, after the bowl blocked the sword light, a crack appeared in his own body. Seeing this, Yang Jiao narrowed his eyes even longer. He looked at the owner of the bowl, Tathagata, and said, "Tatagata, you really treat yourself as a character. You really don't know how to live or die. Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish today.

Yang Jiao didn't say much, and attacked directly with a more intense attack than before. He saw countless sword energy shooting towards Tathagata, with sword energy leaping across, and countless great masters retreating one after another. Tathagata called a Buddha mantra, and a big "卍" character appeared in front of him, blocking Yang Jiao's attack. Yang Jiao's sword energy continued, and in a short while, he directly smashed Tathagata's "卍" talisman.

But Tathagata was not in a hurry. A huge figure suddenly appeared beside him. It was his Tathagata Dharma image. The sword energy hit it and rippled layers of ripples, but it could not break his defense. Yang Jiao couldn't help but sneer. A black long sword appeared in his hand. It was forged by Ao Zun with a strange stone under the Buzhou Abyss. It was amazing. Now in Yang Jiao's hand, a huge sword light directly slashed at the golden body Dharma image of Tathagata. The moment the giant sword appeared, his face changed drastically. With a sound of "come", his spiritual phantom gradually condensed, and the golden body shone brightly, and the huge swastika appeared beside him. However, the power of the giant sword far exceeded his expectations. The giant sword would smash it as soon as it touched the swastika, and the Tathagata Dharma image was broken under the giant sword for only three seconds; leaving behind the seriously injured Tathagata who fell to the ground.

"Hmph, now I know how capable I have, and I really regard myself as a savior. In this world, strength is always the most respected. I don't want this Hongmeng purple qi, but if you want it, you can exchange it for something. As long as you have enough things that will make me moved, I will exchange it for you. Of course, time is limited?" Hearing Yang Jiao's words, sentient beings were shocked.

Looking at Yang Jiao, Zhen Yuanzi in the void couldn't help but lie down and return directly to Wuzhuang Temple. The people of Jie Sect couldn't help but look at it for a few times, and retreated almost at the same time to leave this place of failure. The disciples of Confucianism were the same. They were originally supporting Yang Jiao, but now Yang Jiao doesn't want Hongmeng Ziqi, and they have no good idea. If they want to compete, they have no hope at all. If they change things, at least they need the top-level innate spiritual treasure. And they must be able to defend it."

But what disappointed Yang Jiao was that after a few incense sticks passed, no one still offered. Yang Jiao thought about it and knew the reason. Now the heroes looked around and handed over his most precious treasure. The Hongmeng purple aura he had changed could not be taken away by himself. On the road, he would definitely find a robbery and killing. I am afraid that the moment he got the Hongmeng purple aura, there would be masters waiting for an opportunity to kill.

"Oh, okay, keeping this Hongmeng purple aura is always a hindrance. Let me give it to you today. As for the location, you can find it yourself." After saying that, Yang Jiao directly threw the Hongmeng purple aura into the void and disappeared. At the moment when the Hongmeng purple aura was thrown into the void, his state of mind suddenly rose, and he rushed all the way, and finally reached the realm of a saint, and his state of mind was great perfect. Now his realm has reached and his magic power is insufficient, but Yang Jiao is only a hard practice in the future. Unlike those who have been in this great supernatural power for hundreds of millions of years, even hundreds of millions of years, they cannot reach the realm of a saint even if they have hundreds of millions, billions, or even trillions of years.

"Hahaha, congratulations to senior brother, my mood is perfect. Now the senior brother is in sight. Hahaha, there is a lot of tolerance and gain. Senior brother's courage to abandon Hongmeng purple Qi really admires the junior brother. Today, senior brother is in a perfect mood. Come and go to the master's place to ask for wine together. Senior brother celebrates." A monkey appeared beside Yang Jiao. As soon as he finished speaking, nine jars of wine appeared in front of Sun Wukong, looking at the nine jars of wine. Yang Jiao held up seven bottles with one hand, and the other two bottles were collected by Sun Wukong.

Several lights and shadows flashed by, Wang Ming, Bai Xuan, Lei Tian, ​​Long Aotian, Yang Jian, and Chenxiang... all arrived, congratulations to Yang Jiao for breaking through the state of perfection and reaching the realm of a saint. After a while of congratulations, Yang Jiao directly invited everyone to his home and took out the five altars of ambergris wine that Ao Zun had just given to celebrate.
Chapter completed!