Honghuang: I am Qitian and I want to fight for the throne

Chapter 427: Ten Thousand Immortals Compete to Summon the Lord
"Those who obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi can become saints!"

"You can become a saint~"

"Sanctification~"

The magnificent and majestic sound of Tao, with the help of the power of the origin of Heaven's Tao, instantly spread to every corner of the three realms of the prehistoric world.

Exploding in every living being's soul!!

There was a brief, deathly silence—and then.

"boom--!!!"

The primitive world, which had been peaceful for who knows how many years, was like being thrown into an icy sea of ​​boiling lava, and went completely crazy!
"God will not abandon me! God will not abandon me!"

The old Taoist who had been stuck at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm for countless years kowtowed madly towards the sky excitedly, his whole body shaking violently.

“Hahaha! Hongmeng purple energy! A chance to become a saint! A fair fight!”

There was a giant who was full of evil spirit and hidden in the abyss of demons, laughing wildly at the sky, his eyes full of crazy ambition:

"I am about to become a saint!"

"Quick! Gather all the disciples! Empty the treasury! A hundred years! Only a hundred years! Even if we have to use up all our resources, we must gather a Primordial Golden Immortal or Quasi-Sage to fight for a glimmer of hope!"

There was a roar at the top of one's voice from a great sect with a long tradition.

"Fair? Haha... Heaven, Earth, and Man all nod their heads in 'fairness'? Is it really fair?"

There are also wise men who regain their composure after a brief excitement.

Decided not to get involved in this mess.

"This new flood... the water is too deep!"

Time passed silently amid the unprecedented restlessness and madness of all living things in the ancient world.

A hundred years is just a nap for the great powers of the ancient times who often count by Yuanhui.

Already arrived!

The accumulated anxiety and crazy desire of all the creatures in the ancient world over the past hundred years were finally released completely at this moment.

On this day, the ancient sky was completely torn apart!

Above the nine heavens, beneath the ten earths, and at the end of the four seas and eight wildernesses, there are countless dazzling streams of light, emitting a tyrannical, violent, mysterious, or ancient aura, like a galaxy flowing upstream.

Tearing the void, piercing through the strong wind, and rushing towards the chaos with the most ardent desire for the sainthood!
The light flows like rain, and thousands of immortals compete to cross!
Outside the thirty-three heavens, on the edge of the wilderness and chaos.

Chaotic air currents swept through, the space was torn apart and healed, exuding a sense of great destruction.

And in this place where even the Golden Immortal has to be cautious, twenty-eight huge monsters are quietly suspended, like rocks in a storm, motionless forever.

That was the Chaos Battle Arena set up jointly by Qi Tian and Hong Jun.

The power of chaos is gathered by the Way of Heaven, compressed and condensed into shape.

No aura, no runes, only the purest solidity.

Quietly waiting for the blood to be poured.

"Om~"

At this moment, the chaotic energy rolled slightly, but it was not a storm tearing, but like the water surface being split by an invisible boat.

The first group of figures appeared—Hongjun’s Xuanmen forces!

Tai Shang, Yuan Shi and the three spiritual gods are in the lead and march side by side.

Next came Jie Yin, Zhunti, Haotian and Yao Chi.

Following behind them were either their own disciples whom they had devoted their efforts to train, or powerful members of their sects.

Randeng, Xuandu, Nanjixianweng, Guangchengzi and others...

The weakest ones are at the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

There are also many Hunyuan Golden Immortals and Quasi-saints.

Just as the people from Xuanmen arrived at the battlefield, the chaotic airflow was torn apart again.

It’s the group from Huaguo Mountain!
Wangshu and Wanshuanghua led the way together.

Behind him, Sun Yuan, Kong Xuan, Jin Peng and other Qi Tian’s disciples followed, and Su Daji also followed beside Sun Yuan.

After that are some outer disciples who are above the level of Daluo Jinxian.

They came here not to join the battle for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but to watch the battle in the hope of gaining some insights.

However, there was one figure that didn't fit in with the others in Huaguo Mountain.

Kunpeng!

Following the edge of the Flower-Fruit Mountain formation, he restrained the viciousness that he had once carried throughout the ancient world, but the coldness hidden deep in his bones still permeated his body.

More than ten thousand years ago, he was sealed by Wan Shuanghua and brought back to Huaguo Mountain.

Intimidated by Qi Tian's might, he had no choice but to hand over a wisp of his true spirit in order to save his life.

Later, he was appointed as the guardian of Huaguo Mountain by Qi Tian.

In fact, Kunpeng was a little confused at this time.

He hated Qi Tian for sure. After all, his true spirit was controlled and he had basically lost his freedom. Unless he was determined to abandon this true spirit, his cultivation would never improve.

Obviously Kunpeng didn't.

This time he came to Chaos, he was to watch the battle or to guard the Flower-Fruit Mountain, but Qi Tian allowed him to participate in this battle for the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

He also gave him three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, which was the reason why Kunpeng felt complicated.

He really didn't expect that Qi Tian would let a prisoner like him participate in the fight for the throne.

This is what he has always pursued.

From fighting for the sainthood in Zixiao Palace, to snatching Hongyun's Hongmeng purple energy, and then to the fight for the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao when the world changed drastically, he failed all of them.

This time,
Qi Tian gave him another chance. To be honest, he felt grateful for a moment.

But only for a moment.

As long as his true spirit is still in Qi Tian's hands, as long as he still wants to improve his cultivation, he cannot escape Qi Tian's control even if he becomes a saint.

As for snatching back the true spirit from Qi Tian.
He had no hope at all.

Before Qi Tian became the spokesperson of Heaven, he was not someone he could contend with. Now that he has become the spokesperson of Heaven, the gap between the two sides will only get bigger and bigger.

Ever since he was captured alive by Wan Shuanghua and his true spirit was controlled, Kunpeng has begun to understand himself better.

Being able to seize a holy position this time is his greatest wish, and it may be his last chance.

"If I can really obtain a holy position, Qi Tian, ​​I will let go of the past grudges!"

Murmuring in his heart, Kunpeng looked at the Xuanmen group who arrived first.

He had to estimate his opponents. He certainly couldn't compete for those in Huaguo Mountain, so his competitors were mainly concentrated in Xuanmen, the underworld, and the human race.

of course,

In addition to these forces, there are many powerful people in the prehistoric world, but there are basically few who can pose a threat to him, except Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun.

At this time,

The Xuanmen side also looked over and were surprised when they found Kunpeng.

They knew that Huaguoshan had previously captured Uttarakuru, and they had always thought that Kunpeng had been defeated and fled back to the underworld.

After all, the fastest speed in the world is no joke. Even the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is not as fast as Kunpeng.

Now Kunpeng actually appears on the side of Huaguo Mountain. Is he surrendering voluntarily?
however,
This doubt only lasted for a moment, and the attention was attracted by other people in Huaguo Mountain.

This is because the cultivation levels of Qi Tian’s direct disciples, Sun Yuan, Kong Xuan, Jin Peng and others have improved greatly compared to before.

They are all at the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

It is equivalent to Jie Yin, Zhunti, Haotian Yao Chi!
Second only to Taishang, Yuanshi and other Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

This is because when they fought for the origin of Heaven, Heaven used their bodies to block the rewards from those chaotic creatures.

"Damn it, we were able to reach this level thanks to our teacher's personal teachings, how could they improve so quickly?"

Zhunti was somewhat exasperated.

Yuanshi glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Don't forget that Qi Tian is also the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao!"

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Zhunti’s face darkened.

Yes, if Hongjun can preach to them, Qitian can naturally preach to his disciples as well, and his teachings may even be more in-depth than what Hongjun said.

After all, they once betrayed Hongjun.

Jie Yin, Hao Tian and Yao Chi all looked somewhat heavy.

With so many powerful people of the same realm appearing in Huaguo Mountain all of a sudden, the difficulty of competing for the Hongmeng Purple Qi has increased again.

Just as both sides were sizing each other up and wary of each other, two more groups of people entered the chaos.

A chilly and cold atmosphere indicated the underworld camp.

At the forefront is Meng Po.

She no longer appeared in the appearance of Hou Tu as she once was, but was still a hunchbacked old woman, leaning on an inconspicuous wooden crutch covered with traces of time.

Following closely are Minghe, Xingtian, and the ten ancestor witches of the new world!
There are also nearly two thousand guests from Zixiao Palace who once surrendered to Pingxin.

Obviously, the appearance of these people means that they are no longer Pingxin's subordinates, but have switched to Yuechan.

The other side is the human race.

Nuwa is in the lead, followed by Shennong, Xuanyuan, the Five Emperors, Cangjie and other powerful human beings.

Even Sun Yuan's three disciples, Suiren, Youchao and Ziyi, came along this time.

Previously, because there were some gaps between the Flower-Fruit Mountain and the human race, the three of them found it difficult to handle the situation, so they had been practicing in seclusion and had not appeared for a long time.

The emergence of the underworld and the human race broke the hidden confrontation between Xuanmen and Huaguoshan.

They all looked over.

There was a solemn look in everyone's eyes.

On the human side, they were not surprised that Nuwa was a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

But they were surprised that the seven emperors including Shennong and Xuanyuan, the three ancestors of the human race, and Master Wen were all at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal level.

This is not much different from Huaguo Mountain.

of course,

It just depends on the realm. The actual combat power also includes spiritual treasures, physical body, magical powers, laws, etc.

but,

What puzzled them was that Fuxi, the first emperor of the human race, was not present at this major event that concerned the rise and fall of the race.

So weird!

However, the weirdness is not as shocking as the horror, because the strength of the underworld group is too terrifying.

Although there is no Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, Mengpo, Minghe, Xingtian, the ten great ancestor witches of the new world, and the guests in Zixiao Palace are all Hunyuan Jinxian or at the peak of Quasi-Sage.

Nearly two thousand!!!

Just like the last Pangu Conference, the other forces only had a few or a dozen people, but the Underworld had thousands of them.

"Although the luck of the entire underworld belongs exclusively to the underworld and no other forces share it, it shouldn't be so outrageous, right?"

Both Xuanmen and Huaguoshan were in a state of confusion.

Even if Pingxin, who became the master of the underground, personally preached to them, it would not exceed that of Honghuang by much.

Because all the forces in the world combined are not as numerous as this.

It’s still too short a time for the new world to take shape.

But what is this underworld?

What extraordinary means did the Taoist Master Ping Xin have? He could do something that even the Lords of Heaven Qi Tian and Hong Jun could not do!
"A world of great contention!"

Tai Shang's murmurs made the faces of those powerful people of the same realm in Xuanmen and Huaguoshan become extremely solemn.

This time, trying to seize a ray of Hongmeng purple energy is countless times more difficult than they had imagined before.

The people of Xuanmen and Huaguoshan are afraid of the underworld, and the underworld is also afraid of them.

They don’t have the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!
The four forces formed a tripod in the chaos.

Four completely different auras collided in the chaos, and the fine electric light exploded silently before being annihilated by the chaos.

Stab it!

at this time,

An extremely sharp and terrifying sword energy with the intention of cutting through the sky tore through the chaotic void, and the confrontation between the four forces was broken in an instant.

"Tongtian!"

Everyone present looked over.

In the crack torn by the sword intent, Tongtian with a stern look stepped out with elite disciples such as Duobao, Jinling, Wudang Shengmu, etc. who had returned to Jiejiao.

Each of them has a majestic aura and a fighting spirit.

However, after Tongtian appeared with his disciples, he did not stand alone, but walked directly towards the group of people in Huaguoshan.

The two sides greeted each other and then fought with smiles.

This scene made the faces of the Xuanmen people extremely gloomy, and they looked at Tongtian with anger and murderous intent in their eyes.

But he didn't say anything.

Hongjun has already expelled them from Xuanmen, so they have no control over what the other party does.

With the arrival of Tongtian and his party, a large number of figures broke through the barrier of the primitive times and rushed towards the chaotic battlefield.

Soon, the chaotic void surrounded the twenty-eight battle platforms.

They are some independent cultivators and hidden powerful people from the three realms of the ancient world!
Either look around, or close your eyes and prepare for the upcoming epic battle.

"Om~"

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space above the Twenty-Eight Battle Platforms, and five figures emerged out of thin air.

Spokespersons of Heaven—Qitian and Hongjun!
Authentic——Moon Zen!
Humanity——Fuxi!
"How is this possible?"

With the appearance of Qi Tian and his five companions, everyone present was shocked.

"The origin of humanity. Emperor Fuxi"

"How could it be him? He actually became the spokesperson for humanity!"

Voices of surprise came one after another, filled with naked envy and jealousy.

Tongtian, in particular, subconsciously clenched his fists.

Not long ago, he went to compete for the human race's treasure related to the earth's destiny, but was finally injured and fled by Nuwa.

I thought Nuwa would become the spokesperson for humanity, but who would have thought... it was Fuxi who got the newly established position of spokesperson for humanity!

A fire of anger at being intercepted burned fiercely in his chest, but he forced it down.

Humanity has already decided, and it's too late.

"Huh? Who is that person?"

At this moment, someone suddenly noticed Yue Chan!
"I've never seen him before. Could he be the authentic spokesperson?"

"What nonsense! The spokesperson of the earth is Ping. Where is the Taoist Master Pingxin? This person actually has the aura of the earth's origin!"

"No way the tunnel has changed hands?"

Doubt, shock, and confusion spread in everyone's hearts, making them feel that this primitive world that was once so familiar to them suddenly became strange again.

"quiet!"

Qi Tian shouted in a low voice to suppress all the discussions, and then signaled to Hongjun, Yuechan and Fuxi.

At the same time, he sacrificed the Hongmeng purple energy that he controlled.

Twenty-eight purple ribbons, bright enough to eclipse even the chaos, emerged, emitting an enchanting temptation that would make one's soul bewildered and their heart sway.

Hongmeng purple energy, the opportunity to become a saint!
"go with!"

The four of them simultaneously used their original power to transform into invisible giant hands and pressed the twenty-eight primordial purple auras down fiercely!
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Twenty-eight enormous chaos battle platforms suddenly burst out with dazzling divine light.

Above each battle platform appeared a translucent diamond-shaped seal with four-color Taoist patterns flowing through it, and inside the seal was a ray of primordial purple energy.

"Hongmeng purple energy, you will get it if you are destined to! The great road is in the battle, only strength and luck are the key!"

Qi Tian's eyes were as fast as lightning, sweeping across the millions of faces below, some fanatical, some solemn, and some greedy:
"The rules are very simple: Anyone who aspires to become a saint can choose a battle arena! Only two people can fight on the same stage at a time! The position of champion belongs to the winner! Others continue to challenge, the winner stays, and the loser leaves! Until there is no one left to challenge! Whoever stands on the battle arena in the end will be recognized as the master by the Hongmeng Purple Qi and can become a saint!"

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

As Qi Tian finished speaking, everyone in the field was shocked at first, and the next moment, countless figures rushed directly towards the chaotic battlefield.

But after the two fastest figures stepped onto each battle platform, the others were blocked outside by invisible energy.

Only after the winner is decided on the stage can someone continue to challenge.

Just as the battle for the Hongmeng purple energy began, two figures entered the prehistoric world from the chaos.

Quietly appeared above Uttarakuru:
"Sacrifice all the lives on the continent, and you can almost summon the Lord to come!"

(End of this chapter)