The Nanming volcano has boundless pressure, its momentum is rising steadily, and its vast power reaches far and wide, just like the powerful wind sweeping the heaven and earth.

Centered in the southern part of the ancient world, madness spread outwards, and all living beings in the world felt it, with faces of shock and trembling souls.

They felt a familiar aura in this coercion, just like the one when Taoist Hongjun became a saint in the past, and they were getting closer and closer.

Doesn’t this mean that there are living beings who want to attain enlightenment and become holy?

Countless living beings were horrified and choked by this breath.

"The breath is coming from the south. Could it be that Ling Xiao is going to become a saint?"

The whole world was in a state of excitement. Not long ago, they saw Ling Xiao piercing the Wu clan, and now he was rushing to become a saint.

There really was no delay at all.

Time manager.

When the vast aura swept over Yujing Mountain, Sanqing's face changed in shock as he sat cross-legged, and he stood up suddenly.

"Is this... Ling Xiao going to become a saint!?" Yuan Shi exclaimed in surprise. He knew with his toes that this aura came from Ling Xiao, and there was no one else but him in the prehistoric world.

At this time, his face was extremely green, his soul was about to explode, and his heart seemed to be pressed by billions of sacred mountains, almost suffocating.

"How is this possible... an accident, an accident, beyond my expectation." I looked solemn, Qingyun appeared above my head, and the Tai Chi diagram rotated to block this breath, so as not to disturb their Taoist mind.

"Ling Xiao will become a saint before my three corpses are cut out?" Tongtian's face was extremely solemn, and the sword light in his eyes shone, tearing through the void for thousands of miles.

He originally wanted to compete with Ling Xiao after cutting out the three corpses, but before he cut out the three corpses, he was about to become a saint. Now the gap was huge!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I, the Three Pure Ones, are Pangu's authentic sect, and we should first become a saint before conforming to the laws of nature!" Yuanshi was furious and couldn't accept it at all.

Not long ago, eldest brother said that although Ling Xiao was strong, he might not necessarily become a saint before them, and he believed it.

The results turned around so quickly!

I was a little dejected, and said in a deep voice: "Although I killed the three corpses, they still cannot be united into one, and I cannot become a saint. I don't know when I will be able to uncover the secret of heaven..."

He originally thought that after the three corpses were chopped out, they would quickly merge together. Even if they couldn't merge into one quickly, he would at least see a hint of an idea.

As a result, he still had no clue, as if the road ahead was cut off, which made him a little upset. He didn't know when to take the final step and become a saint.

…

In Mount Sumeru in the west, not long after Yin Zhunti regained the dojo, he stood up in shock before his buttocks got hot from sitting on it.

"The Nanming volcano is extinguished. Is Ling Xiao going to use this to become a saint?"

Zhunti shouted, his Taoist heart was trembling, and the joy of taking back the dojo was gone. He would rather not have Mount Sumeru than Ling Xiao becoming a saint at this time.

Now that Ling Xiao has become a saint, how can they still play?

Unless you hide in Zixiao Palace and seek the blessing of Tao Ancestor.

"A disaster, a huge disaster..." Jie Yin's face was uncertain, and his eyes showed fear.

For them, Ling Xiao's becoming a saint is much more of a threat than the Wu clan. These are two completely different concepts.

"Hey! Things may have changed."

Suddenly, Jie Ying's eyes flashed, and his face showed a color of surprise, which gradually turned into a look of joy.

Zhunti cast a suspicious look, but without even looking at it, Zhunti continued to explain.

"Looking at the heaven and earth in the south, it seems that the sky is angry. Maybe the teacher has successfully achieved harmony and is angry about this."

"Really?" Zhunti spoke in a low voice, looking towards the south motionlessly, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

…

In a large mountain in the wild north, Nuwa stood alone, her phoenix eyes flashing with brilliance, and she looked closely to the south. Feeling the vast and endless aura, she only felt that she was getting smaller and smaller.

"Ling Xiao is about to become a saint, but where is my opportunity to become a saint?"

Nuwa murmured to herself that after traveling for tens of thousands of years, she still had not realized it. She was always missing the last step, like a barrier blocking the way, making it difficult to overcome.

In her hand she held a ball of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, and she kept holding it in her hand like a living thing.

Nuwa studied it day and night, but she just couldn't figure out how she could use this thing to become a saint.

"Um?"

Just when Nuwa frowned, the Hongmeng purple energy in her body suddenly moved, as if giving some kind of guidance.

She closed her eyes and comprehended, the Tao charm all over her body was dense, evolving heavenly secrets, Nuwa showed her true form, the huge snake tail was shining all over her body, and on the ink-black snake skin, the Tao patterns flowed, giving off a mysterious aura.

"Eastern Wasteland!"

"Here is my opportunity for sanctification!"

After a while, Nuwa opened her eyes, a hint of joy flashed through her, and her heart, which had been silent for a long time, began to get excited.

After an eternity, she finally had a clue!

Thinking of this, Nuwa could no longer bear it and rushed to the east impatiently.

Now she doesn't have to worry that the witch clan will cause trouble for her, because the twelve ancestral witches have been beaten to death by Ling Xiao, and they don't know whether to live or die.

From now on, the sky is big and the earth is big, and you can go anywhere.

…

In the prehistoric world, many great powers, who were once frequent visitors to the Zixiao Palace, became agitated because of the aura of Lingxiao's sanctification.

Extremely restless.

I wonder who in the world doesn’t want to become a saint?

Sanxian Island, Penglai Xiandao, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun were stunned.

Not long after they came back, Ling Xiao was about to become a saint?

Can't understand!

Too outrageous.

At the other end of the island, Fairy Sanxiao stood side by side, looking nervously and expectantly.

…

Sun Star, two auras rushed out one after another, exuding strong fluctuations.

Two golden figures walked out from the depths of the Sun Star.

…

Nanming Volcano, thunder exploded between heaven and earth, stretching for billions of miles, the void collapsed, like a world-destroying power, shocking all souls.

Ling Xiao stood erect in the depths of the Nanming volcano. The aura overflowing from all sides tore apart the space. His slanted eyebrows were like swords, cutting off the heaven and the earth. His long hair was flying like great laws.

"Chi!"

He raised his hand and pointed, and golden light hit the ground, as if he was turning stones into gold. Starting from his feet, it suddenly grew to be boundless, covering the entire Nanming volcano.

The extinguished Nanming volcano was ignited again, but it was replaced by his original fire.

Ling Xiao's aura is still growing. There is a gulf-like gap between the Hunyuan Golden Immortal and the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. Only by completing this transformation can one truly ascend the level.

At this moment, the aura on Ling Xiao's body can even crush endless space as it rolls, and the divine light of chaos blooms in his eyes, which can destroy countless powerful beings.

"Will Hongjun take action?" Ling Xiao looked up at the sky with deep eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. At this level, he could know many things with a single thought, which was beyond common sense.

Even the world they see has become different. Laws and orders are everywhere, like a net, covering the entire world. If a monk wants to transcend, only by breaking this net-like cage can he truly be immortal.
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