Ye Fan stared at Bai Feng and said seriously:

"So, in order that you won't die in the hands of others, I'd better shoot you now!"

Between the words, a dangerous breath suddenly fell on Ye Fan, and the white Feng opposite suddenly made a rattling sound.

Its bones can't bear the weight and may collapse at any time.

But this kind of pressure flashed away. Before Baifeng asked for mercy, he heard Ye Fan say, "just now God told you to go to the second floor, go!"

Bai Feng's face was pale, and the little thought that had just risen in his heart disappeared.

He knew that it was Ye Fan who was warning him not to think that becoming a half step Hongmeng could act recklessly in chaos.

He nodded and said, "thank you for your mercy. I'll take these things, Taoist Ye Fan. You can take them!"

Ye Fan stood up with his back to Baifeng and walked into the fog.

From a distance, his voice came like nothing: "when I treated you, I had already taken it!"

“……”

Bai Feng is standing in the casting hall. Her heart is very complicated!

After thinking about it, he turned directly into the second floor.

Shua!

As soon as he entered, all saints and quasi saints looked at him.

Bai Feng nodded to the saints one by one, especially stayed on the emperor Fengdu for a while.

Heart way: "really like Pangu!"

But he knew how Pangu could reappear in the famine. It was a matter of bullshit.

"I've seen Baifeng Taoist friend!"

The gods greet it.

"I've seen all saints!"

Bai Feng didn't feel proud when she saw that everyone was so proud. After all, Ye Fan's warning just now still fresh in his memory.

After seeing the ceremony, the saints did their own things. Although this is the first time to meet, there are many opportunities in the future. If they go directly to talk, it will be disgusting.

God ran two steps against him and stopped in front of Bai Feng.

"Baifeng, you're here. Hurry up. The temple of casting is not open much. It will be closed in three minutes!"

Shenni enthusiastically took Bai Feng's arm and dragged it to Nu Wa.

"Let me introduce you. This is Nu Wa saint!"

Nu Wa looked at God and said, "don't scare Bai Feng's friends!"

How did a calm God see Bai Feng as if he had changed himself!

Summarize the present God's rebellion in two words.

Open your teeth and claws, break your horse and fly!

"How could he be frightened? You say, Bai Feng!"

After nodding, Bai Feng smiled and said to Nu Wa, "I have an old acquaintance with him in chaos. I understand his temperament very thoroughly!"

Nu Wa sage nodded and said, "Taoist friend, since you are on the second floor, take advantage of this time to get familiar with how to use Taixu roulette!"

Shenni immediately told Baifeng about the operation mode.

"Too empty?" and Bai Feng was in doubt after listening to Nu Wa's words.

Isn't it related to Taixu?

Otherwise, how can it be called too empty!

He quietly observed the people around him. In front of them, there was a Taixu roulette rotating slowly. Some people danced, others looked ugly and patted their thighs.

"Ding, congratulations on getting the foundation of sanctification. Hongmeng purple gas, please pay attention to check!"

A sudden crisp, please prompt the tone. It's quiet in the temple in season.

Bai Feng didn't understand what happened, but he also heard the keyword, the foundation of sanctification, Hongmeng purple!

Then he saw the whole creatures on the second floor boiling.

"Who? Who got the foundation of sanctification?"

"My God, someone really drew Hongmeng purple gas. This luck, wow!"

Some people's eyes were red and tears were left.

"Look who it is?"

Yuan Feng was staring in a direction at this time. He sensed that Hongmeng purple Qi was in front of the man. To be exact, it was under the Taixu wheel in front of the man.

Hongmeng purple Qi may have been very important to their demon gods.

But since the harvest by Pangu, the demon gods have died and disappeared one after another. These Hongmeng purple Qi have become part of the rules of the famine, even if they want to.

The most important thing is that he doesn't want this thing anymore. To be exact, he is now a half step Hongmeng saint. Under the movement of chaotic Qi in his body, he is transforming towards Hongmeng Qi.

"What do you see?" God saw Bai Feng's eyes and looked there immediately.

Then he was stunned.

"Yang Jian?"

Other saints and quasi saints also looked at Yang Jian's place.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Tianzun looked excited: "Yang Jian, you have obtained the foundation of becoming a saint, Hongmeng purple gas, and becoming a saint of heaven is just around the corner!"

Haotian also couldn't close his mouth: "hahaha, I didn't expect to get this opportunity after all!"

Then, primitive and Haotian looked at each other and snorted coldly. Obviously, they were going to compete for Yang Jian.

The saint of heaven also stared at Yang Jian at the moment, and then looked at Zhao Gongming and the Dinghai God beads piled in front of him. He felt his three corpse gods jumping violently!

Zhao Gongming put away these dinghaishen beads with a bitter smile. At least there must be eight or nine hundred beads!

There are eight or nine hundred worlds, which is more than the whole world opened up by the interceptors.

"I stopped teaching so much, so many worlds?" Taoist Duobao glanced at Erlang God, then looked at the beads on the ground, and his face twitched slightly.

"Hum!" the saint of heaven looked like he hated iron but not steel. Even poor Qi suffered. At the moment, he was about to collect the hair on poor Qi's head!

Jieyin, zhunti and the great sun Tathagata stared at Yang Jian, looking complex.

Unexpectedly, the first emperor lost guangchengzi, but there were many saints and grandchildren, which made them feel that they had committed the five precepts of Buddhism!

An incomparably suffocating breath lingered in their chest!

Before, the gratitude and resentment with the first emperor of the Yuan Dynasty had not been resolved. Now, if Yang Jian becomes a saint, according to Yang Jian's combat effectiveness, their Buddhism may not have a peaceful day.

"Ding, congratulations on getting 89 pieces of Hongmeng purple gas. Please check it!" Kong Xuan turned the wheel to drowsiness.

The storage pool in front of him was already covered with fragments of Hongmeng purple gas, but it was still a long way from being combined into a complete Hongmeng purple gas.

Because there are 998 in the sequence of these Hongmeng purple gas fragments!

The most important thing is that Kong Xuan doesn't know if the next fragment will be 999

The systematic prompt sound made the three saints' face darker. The two prompt sounds formed a strong contrast, which immediately aroused the ridicule of the twelve ancestors and other saints.

"Hahaha!!"

And Kong Xuan was still like that, fooling around, and didn't care what he turned out.