It has been a full million years since the prehistoric world opened its sky.

In a million years, seven saints have been born in this world.

One is the Taoist Master Hongjun.

The second is Nuwa.

Later they were the three saints of the East, and finally, the two saints of the West.

But even so, no one dares to embark on the road of proof of the truth with strength, because this road is too terrifying.

Because of using his strength to prove the truth, no one dared to try except for the great god Pangu, who opened the sky.

It’s not that I don’t want to go, but that I can’t.

The strength of pursuing the Tao with strength can be said to be above all the saints, which is equivalent to the unity of the Tao!

And the existence of the Tao can be allowed to exist?

Therefore, there is such a saying: Those who have achieved enlightenment through their strength will have no life in the ten deaths!

It can be seen that the difficulty is already a suicide.

But now...

He succeeded.

The only one who proved the truth with his strength was the path that Pangu saints were not successful back then, and someone finally succeeded.

The world is quiet and no one dares to speak.

Even the saints became quiet.

But finally, the saint took action.

Ten thousand acres of rays appeared, and except for Nuwa, all the saints appeared in the prehistoric continent. They looked at the man and lowered their heads slightly.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoists for achieving the position of saints!"

Lao Tzu, Primitive, Tongtian, Bodhi, and Cundi, all bowed their heads.

They have too much confusion in their hearts.

Why, this person can prove the truth with his strength.

Why, this person doesn’t need Hongmeng Purple Qi.

But it is undeniable that even Tongtian, who is known as the saint, dared not even ask questions when he saw this person!

Wei Ziqing glanced at the saints with a calm gaze.

This group of people, in the future, may be their friends or their enemies...

But now...

He ignored them.

Instead, he looked at the prehistoric continent and looked directly at the Phoenix tribe's land. Then, he stepped out and the person had already left on the Phoenix tribe's square.

The saints had red and red faces.

They are saints who are noble and supreme. When have they been ignored like this?

I was extremely angry, but when I saw Wei Ziqing appearing in the Phoenix Clan, I was also a little surprised and then looked there!

"Saint...saint..."

Wei Ziqing's appearance here immediately made the faces of the three tribes extremely shocked.

One by one, there is a bad premonition to happen.

Wei Ziqing did not go to see them, but looked at the red lotus in Longzu's hand, and her soul had fallen into a deep sleep.

Life is in the morning.

He didn't say anything and slowly walked towards Honglian.

The heart is dripping blood!

In helpless!

He had seen this scene a long time ago, but he had to endure it!

He hates himself.

Even if you get to a saint, you dare not change anything.

The Dragon Ancestor was frightened...

What is this saint going to do? Why is he coming to himself...

He hurriedly retreated, and the soul in his hand fell, but did not fall to the ground, but fell directly into Wei Ziqing's arms.

His eyes were tender.

With regret, with guilt...

Gently stroked the cheek of the unconscious soul: "I've made you suffer..."

Buzz!

As soon as these words came out, looking at the scene in front of you, the ancestors of the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin tribes changed drastically, and cold sweat fell from their cheeks.

"Wei...Wei Ziqing...Hongmeng...Qinglian...Holy Emperor..."

They recognized it.

Although their appearance has changed, they finally recognized it at this moment.

Just now, in my memory, isn’t this Honglian’s master just now?

"Holy...Holy Emperor, I...we..."

They were frightened.

I knew what trouble I had caused and wanted to explain, but at this moment, Wei Ziqing spoke lightly, and his eyes were always on Honglian's soul: "So, is she innocent?"

The three tribes of dragon, phoenix, unicorn are silent.

Their faces were sweating more.

"It seems that you have nothing to say..."

He spoke again: "Since that's the case, then it's time to pay the price!"

"not good!"

The Dragon Ancestor took the lead in reacting.

He retreated wildly, but at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened.

immediately……

Bang!

His whole body suddenly turned into blood mist.

The soul collapsed completely, and even a trace of it never existed!

They didn't even see clearly how he took action.

"Sage, please spare me!"

"Sage, this is my mistake, I will wait..."

Bang!

Another explosion occurred.

The Qilin Ancestor who was begging for mercy entered the fate of the Dragon Ancestor...

But this is just the beginning...

Soon, countless explosions came from the entire square, and the entire Phoenix Square fell into a sea of ​​blood.

But there were two more people standing...

One is Haotian!

The second is Feng Zu!

Bang!

The two of them couldn't stand there and just sat down on the ground!

They looked at this scene in horror, and in front of them, the man holding the soul body of the Red Lotus stood there calmly.

But it seemed like a demon god, so they didn't even dare to look at it!

Feng Zu was desperate!

She knows why she is still alive...

She struggled to stand up and then knelt down: "The fire of the Holy Emperor, the sins of the dragon and phoenix tribes, should be borne by me, and the phoenix tribes should fall, but this matter has nothing to do with the descendants of the phoenix tribe. Please give them a mercy and let them live!"
To be continued...