I'm Teaching to Watch the Door

Xuanhuang Qi rises from the ground, like a pillar of heaven standing on the prehistoric land.

Haotian clearly felt that the fate of the Heavenly Court was passing away, and the status of the Emperor of Heaven that belonged to him was much weaker.

"how so?"

Haotian roared loudly, his heart was full of anger.

When Xuanyuan proved himself as the emperor, he was angry with the emperor's aura carried by the other party.

Over the past few years, although the plan to enshrine the gods has failed, and even the position of the righteous god of the heaven was stolen by Shui Yuan, the luck of the heaven has increased a lot compared to the past.

Especially his earlier plan for the human race, the harvest is still very good.

But just now, all his previous actions to the human race have been forgotten, and there is even a little bit of backlash.

The luck of the Heavenly Court has been greatly reduced, and the Heavenly Emperor is dead in name only.

Even in the face of Tianting Zhengshen being taken away by water yuan, Haotian was not so angry.

Although they occupied the god position and divided up a lot of luck in the heavenly court, the return of the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods is still beneficial to the heavenly court, but the big head is taken by these righteous gods.

Now that the Human Sovereign is proving the Dao, he has directly robbed the luck that belongs to the Heavenly Court, and even suppressed the Emperor's Qi that he is proud of.

If there is no emperor's spirit, how can he rule the three realms? For Haotian, the emperor's spirit is also related to his Tao.

Unfortunately, all of these were suppressed by Human Emperor Xuanyuan.

More importantly, he couldn't help but tremble slightly due to the faint fluctuations in the air.

Haotian is very familiar with the coercion that comes from the depths of the Yuanshen, and he felt it in Zixiao Palace earlier.

Shengwei! The coercion that belongs exclusively to the sage of heaven.

The emperor is about to become a saint?

Daozu gave Xuanyuan that piece of Primordial Purple Qi?

This inexplicable conjecture in his mind made Haotian's heart tremble even more.

In his guess, the primordial purple energy should have been left to him, but why it was given to Xuanyuan who was sitting quietly in the Fire Cloud Cave.

Xuanyuan has such a strong imperial aura gathered, so what is he, the emperor of heaven?

Shocked, puzzled, bewildered, and full of doubts.

The Yao Chi and the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor next to them didn't say a word, they stared blankly at the prehistoric land.

Their status in the heavenly court is not low, so they naturally noticed the changes in the heavenly court, and also clearly felt the pressure from the depths of the primordial spirit.

"Heaven has a vision, he is really a saint." The Antarctic Changsheng Emperor murmured in a low voice, his eyes were dazed.

On the side of the huge black and yellow pillar, there are dense smallpox and golden lotus emerging, and they are still spreading towards the entire prehistoric land.

In the vast sky, there are endless colorful auspicious clouds, and there are fairy voices singing throughout the prehistoric world.

Saint vision!

This is the vision that belongs only to the saints.

This means that the Emperor not only attained the Tao, but also became a saint!

The scene in front of him made him completely unable to react, let alone understand.

To whom did Daozu give the primordial purple energy, but he would definitely not give it to Xuanyuan in Huoyun Cave.

The human race is the protagonist of the heaven and earth, and the three emperors are calculated by the saints. Although the conferring of gods is to select righteous gods for the heaven, it is also to divide up the luck of the human race.

If you do this now, then everything earlier will be in vain.

Not only did the Heavenly Court fail, but several Heavenly Dao sages would definitely not be happy either.

Xuanyuan is a real human race, if the human race produces a saint, his luck will be gathered by him.

The faces of Haotian and Yaochi next to him have become extremely ugly, and they are also very aware of this.

Being able to take charge of the protagonist of the world will surely bring together most of the luck in the prehistoric world.

Now that Xuanyuan is sanctified, they can be said to have come to an end.

There are saints in many great religions in the prehistoric world, and there are saints in the human race, the protagonists of heaven and earth. How can they play in heaven?

Yao Chi murmured in a low voice, looking towards the direction of Chaos.

The last time he came back from Zixiao Palace, Daozu obviously didn't say so, how could things turn out like this.

After knowing that Hongmeng Ziqi was taken away by Daozu, she also thought that Haotian was the best candidate, but she didn't expect that it would fall on Xuanyuan.

"I'll go to Zixiao Palace to meet the master!" Haotian sullenly, the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

It doesn't matter if the god's position in the heaven is occupied, and it doesn't matter if you lose face, as long as you take it slowly, there will always be a glorious day. After all, a long time ago, he was just a Taoist boy in Zixiao Palace, and he has not become the Emperor of Heaven yet.

But in the scene before him, Haotian could not see any hope.

Xuanyuan is the Human Emperor, and his status among the human race is really special. The key point is that the other party still learns from Shui Yuan and is closely connected with Jiejiao, how can this be done?

To see Daozu, one must go to Zixiao Palace to see Daozu.

Haotian couldn't wait any longer, even if his strength hadn't recovered, he would still go.

Seeing Haotian who was about to leave, Yao Chi said quickly: "Haotian! I'll go with you!"

Haotian nodded slightly, and didn't say much, he knew that Yaochi would follow.

Confess to the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor and several people, and the two turned into two rainbows and fled to the prehistoric world.

Xianle echoed throughout the prehistoric world, and all creatures stared at the sky in astonishment.

Flowers are falling from the sky, golden lotuses are gushing from the ground, countless manjus and necklaces are hanging in the sky, and endless colors cover the entire sky.

Above the nine heavens, wisps of black and yellow air descended, pouring towards a place in the prehistoric land.

There are doubts, incomprehensions, and a deep sense of loss.

The saint's vision, someone has become holy, but this breath is very strange to them.

"Such a strong emperor's aura, who did Daozu give the Primordial Purple Qi?" Kunpeng, who had just returned to Beiming, looked in the direction of Honghuang, with shock in his eyes.

He has fought against almost all the famous supernatural beings in the prehistoric world, but he is not familiar with this aura.

The unknown quasi-sage strongman also contains such a strong emperor's aura.

The other party was not in the Heavenly Court, and Kunpeng's eyes widened as he thought about who it was. It's just this result, which made him extremely unbelievable.

How Dao Patriarch gave this man the primordial purple energy, he really couldn't understand.

On Jinao Island, a group of Jiejiao disciples flew out and stood in the air one by one, looking at the wild land in astonishment.

Shengwei is too powerful, they can't meditate at all.

"This is the breath of Junior Brother Xuanyuan!" the six-eared macaque exclaimed, its face full of surprise.

He was also very shocked when he saw the vision of the saint for the first time, and guessed who might have obtained the primordial purple energy of the master.

I didn't want to feel it carefully, but the six-eared macaque was completely dumbfounded. It turned out to be the breath of his junior, Huang Xuanyuan.

As far as he knew, the three emperors were all trapped in the Huoyun Cave, so how did Xuanyuan obtain the primordial purple energy. Earlier, when Zhen Yuanzi and others competed for the primordial purple energy, he did not feel the fluctuation of Xuanyuan.

And even if it took Xuanyuan to obtain the primordial purple energy, the speed of sanctification would be too fast.

Earlier, the leader of Tongtian and others obtained the primordial purple energy, and they still went through countless yuanhuis.

Although there was a lot of confusion in his heart, the six-eared macaque didn't bother to think about it, and felt extremely happy for Xuanyuan in his heart.

He didn't know what Tongtian's plan was to kill himself, but Xuanyuan obtained this primordial purple energy, so it can be said that it still belongs to the Jiejiao.

"It's indeed Master Nephew Xuanyuan's breath!" Zhao Gongming looked at the distant sky, stroked his chin beard lightly, and was also happy.

Many people who knew Xuanyuan also had excited expressions and joy in their eyes.

Although Xuanyuan has never been to Jin'ao Island, but he learned from Shui Yuan, so he can be regarded as a disciple of Jiejiao.

"The human race is finally about to rise!" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit looked in the direction of the human race with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

As one of the innate human race, she knows the hardships of the human race and has experienced the suffering of the human race.

After the calamity of the Lich, although the human race has become the protagonist of the world, the situation of all races has not changed.

In the entire prehistoric land, only the human races under Shang Tang had a basic guarantee of survival, and the human races in other places still lived their previous lives.

Now that the human race has produced a saint, who is still Emperor Xuanyuan, the people who will be blessed will definitely be the human race of the entire prehistoric land.

Many Jiejiao disciples who had never been out of Jin'ao Island heard the words, and hurriedly asked the fellow disciples next to them, and they all exclaimed loudly after knowing that the other party's teacher was from Shui Yuan.

Naturally, he respected Shui Yuan even more in his heart.

Although many Jiejiao disciples did not see the battle between saints, they still knew a lot of things afterwards.

They have repeatedly sent the Heavenly Dao Saints to the list, and now even Senior Brother Shui Yuan's apprentices are sanctified, so it doesn't shock them.

People in the prehistoric world, regardless of whether they knew Xuanyuan or not, all said that the other party had obtained the majestic purple energy that reaches the sky, and only then did he become a saint. In addition to shock, more envy.

Another sage appeared between heaven and earth, and the situation in the prehistoric world was bound to undergo even greater changes.

Above the sea of ​​blood, Styx showed suspicion.

Hongmeng Ziqi was taken away by Hongjun, and Minghe knew that this one would never be given to Xuanyuan.

Without the majestic purple energy, how can the other party become a saint?

Taking a step forward, Styx rushed towards the figure not far away: "Houtu! How did Xuanyuan become holy?"

Xuanyuan's sanctification was so sudden, there was no sign at all, even a true saint like him was a little surprised.

"Humanity recovers! Xuanyuan is a saint of humanity!" Houtu responded softly, still looking into the distance.

"Human way?" Styx was taken aback, with a little curiosity in his eyes

Hongjun fits the Dao with his body, the saint of heaven is the place where Hongjun speaks, and the saint of authentic way is closely related to Huangquan. How can this human way become holy?

With a murmur, Styx turned his head to look at Houtu beside him.

Unexpectedly, the other party withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards Six Paths of Samsara, only a light voice came.

"Retreat well, saints should be worthless!"

Styx stared blankly, thinking of the previous conversation with Shui Yuan in the sky.

The shackles of the Dao of Hunyuan were broken. I didn't want Xuanyuan to be sanctified so quickly, and he was worthy of being the emperor.

Muttering a few times, Styx did not leave directly, still looking at the sky in the distance.

What the elder brother said is quite right, the law of Hunyuan does not conflict with the status of a saint. After obtaining those original fragments, the practice of the law is indeed much easier.

Next, he has to work hard to meditate, otherwise the glorious days won't last long.

The prehistoric land, outside the Fire Cloud Cave.

Yang Jian looked at the smallpox and golden lotus appearing in the thick red clouds around him, his face was full of joy.

Earlier, the Conferment of God list exploded, and he came to Huoyun Cave to inquire about Master's conferment of gods, but he didn't know that Master was in retreat, and it was a critical time.

Thinking that all the talents of Chanjiao had just escaped from the list of gods, they would not dare to go to Xiqi again, so they waited in Huoyun Cave.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, a strong breath directly swept him out.

Immediately, a rich red glow gushed out, quickly spreading towards the prehistoric land. He has practiced here for a long time, but this is the first time he has seen Hongxia coming out of Huoyun Cave.

Yang Jian guessed that something big was about to happen to the master, and the scene in front of him happened when he didn't want to.

Master sanctified, became a saint!

This sudden change was completely beyond his imagination, but he was extremely happy.

The coercion from the air was still rising, and Yang Jian had no choice but to retreat towards the distance again, with only joy in his eyes.

Just at this time, a majestic voice sounded in the air, spreading throughout the prehistoric land.

"My Xuanyuan! Become a saint today, become the emperor of the human race, and protect the human race forever!"

The sound of Dao echoed throughout the prehistoric world, and rang in the hearts of every human race.

As Xuanyuan's words fell, surging luck emerged from the Huoyun Cave, and they scattered to the entire prehistoric land and fell into the bodies of every human race.

Almost at the same time, all races understood that saints belonged exclusively to their race.

All the figures on the prehistoric land knelt down on the ground, calling respectfully, "Meet the Holy Emperor!"

The sound shook the sky, and the entire prehistoric world was shaken. And above the heads of the many human races, wisps of luck rose, large and small.

They go straight to the sky, connect and interweave with the black and yellow sky pillars in the sky, forming a huge roulette faintly in the air, a dao wheel across the prehistoric land.

There are various scenes manifested on the roulette, there are the origins of the human race, there are ancestors dedicated to the human race, and there are pioneers who died in the prehistoric

Among the many human races kneeling on the ground, pictures flashed in everyone's mind.

Surprised in their hearts, they looked up unconsciously one by one, and saw the sky in the distance, and a figure wrapped in the aura of an emperor rose slowly, appearing in everyone's mind.

Holy Emperor! Saints who belonged exclusively to their human race!

Many human races who were excited in their hearts couldn't help shouting the Holy Emperor again.

Excitement, excitement, joy, and endless glory hang on the faces of every human race.

Today is definitely the most solemn day for their human race.

Outside the prehistoric world, Haotian turned around and stared blankly behind him.

The terrifying fluctuations, the vast holy power, and the domineering emperor's aura all shocked him deeply.

And above the dome of that day, there is a huge roulette hanging above the heavenly court, covering his heavenly court in it.

After taking a deep look, the two quickly fled towards the depths of the chaos.

Xuanyuan, standing in the air, looked at the familiar world in front of him, with a strong joy on his face.

After he came out, he finally came out of Huoyun Cave, saw this world, and became a saint of humanity, a saint who belonged exclusively to the human race.

At this moment, his luck is connected to the human race in the entire prehistoric world, and he can clearly feel the situation of each human race.

With a flick of his sleeves, all the human races in the Great Desolate Land stood up one by one, including Fuxi and Shennong who had been crushed by him in Huoyun Cave for a long time.

After finishing all this, Xuanyuan turned his gaze to the top of his head.

The recovery of humanity, the emergence of the roulette of humanity, the roulette of humanity that belongs exclusively to the human race!

Looking at that roulette wheel, Xuanyuan couldn't restrain the excitement and joy on his face, and the human race finally stood up.

Although he has been in Huoyun Cave, Xuanyuan understands that he is all thanks to his master.

As far as the eye could see, a figure slowly approached in the distance, it was his master Shui Yuan.

Xuanyuan hurried forward to greet him, saluting respectfully: "I have seen Master!"

Without Shui Yuan, he would not be where he is today, and the human race would not have hope.