Chen Yuan was speechless.

Every time he invited these strong men with great sincerity, and even took the opportunity to prove the truth by the main pulse.

Unexpectedly, I was rejected again and again.

This is how Fairy Danyin back then.

This is how the Nine Lotus God Lord was more than 300 years ago.

Are you still like this now?

That's OK.

Next time you beg me, I will not give you the opportunity to master the meridian and realize the truth.

Don’t want to give you the best conditions, and you must be humble!

That's as you wish.

"Holy King Mingxuan!"

"I'm here!"

"Just start the old rules. From now on, you will arrange a thousand prisoners every day to re-certify the truth!"

"Tell them the rules of the Temple of Smoke!"

Chen Yuan carried his hands on his back and said coldly.

"Yes, the Emperor!"

"I know what to do!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of the Holy King Mingxuan’s mouth.

He has completely transformed into Chen Yuan's tyrant at this moment.

He used to pretend to be loyal, but now he has made a fake come true.

"You have heard the Emperor's words just now, now I will start calling out the name directly!"

"That person! You, come out!"

The Holy King Mingxuan pointed at a saint who was at the peak of the saint and forced him out.

"I don't want to tell you the extra nonsense, you have also seen the fate of Old Lei Fang!"

"You either kill yourself or die now. I'll give you ten seconds to consider it!"

"Saint King Mingxuan, please spare me, please spare me!"

This saint of Heavenly Dao almost got scared.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

"I do, can't I do it if I am willing to kill Daoji?"

The saint Xuanyi wanted to cry without tears.

I'm the most unlucky one with 70,000 prisoners.

The first one was pulled out.

How much luck has you remembered?

But under the threat of death, he had no choice but to kill himself.

Then, under the inhumane persecution of the disciples of the Smoke Temple.

Forced to be in line with this mutated demon universe.

At that moment, tears of aggrievance were left in his eyes.

Men don’t cry easily, but they are not sad.

The moment when the Saint Xuanyi succeeded in the Tao.

His cultivation strength began to soar.

It caused waves of strange phenomena in heaven and earth.

For a moment, auspicious auspiciousness appeared in the sky, and golden lotus gushed into the ground.

The saint Xuanyi actually broke through to the realm of the Holy Lord.

The scene shocked 70,000 prisoners on the spot.

Everyone looked confused.

He has self-destructed the foundation of Taoism, not only has he failed to achieve a sharp decline in his cultivation, but he has destroyed his future.

Instead, it broke through and then established itself, and even broke through a very critical state.

What the hell?

This mutated evil universe actually has a better environment for enlightenment than the upper realm high-dimensional universe?

Damn your dam!

With the first one, the second prisoner was soon selected.

"Saint King Zhantian, please!"

"You are the peak powerhouse of the Holy King. You have once given me some kindness. I remember your kindness and will not harm you!"

"With your qualifications as a peak holy king, according to the rules of the Smoke Temple, you will be qualified to choose the second branch to prove the truth!"

"Slaying the foundation of the Tao and re-enacting the Tao is the only way for you to prove that you are the true destination of Emperor Chen Yuan, and it is also the only way for you to survive!"

The Holy King Mingxuan said politely to a man with extraordinary aura.

Although the other party looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, he is actually 100 billion years old!

He is one of the old saint king strong men.

He is older than Emperor Yu Yao.

Therefore, even if he is a prisoner now, the Holy King Mingxuan is very polite to him.

There is the first example of breaking and then setting up.

The Saint King of War Heaven was not too resistant.

He is more dull than ordinary people.

There was a hint of vicissitudes in that gaze.

There is also a light of wisdom mixed in.

"I was as energetic as Emperor Chen Yuan now, and I never took the giants of the high-dimensional universe seriously!"

"I will be confident that one day, I will be able to stand at the top of the Chaos Realm Sea and sweep across hundreds of millions of cosmic monsters!"

"But eight hundred billion years ago, when I met the son of Hongmeng, in that battle, my Taoist foundation was destroyed and I was severely injured. I could only stop at the realm of the Saint King of Heaven for the rest of my life, and I could never reach a higher level.

level!"

"I once thought of cutting to the foundation and practicing again, but I never had the courage. I didn't expect that this time, I had to break and then establish myself!"

"Well, the broken Daoji is cut off!"

The Saint King Zhan Tian suddenly swung his sword and cut off the three flowers on his top.

Cut off all connections with the high-dimensional universe.

After killing the Tao, his cultivation strength has not yet declined.

This may be the powerful foundation of the peak of the Holy King.

This leads to his cultivation level not falling rapidly even if he cuts himself into the Dao Foundation.

This situation is like a bucket with a leak.

No matter how much water the bucket is, as long as it leaks, it will run dry sooner or later!

But soon.

The Holy Emperor Zhantian has reconciled his body to the Tao again.

And the second branch is used to combine the Tao with the body.

"boom!"

Next second.

The galaxy was shocked.

I saw a stream of extreme emperor aura erupting in the body of the Saint King Zhantian.

The endless innate Taoist charms actually condensed into one rune after another, gathering towards the Saint King of War Heaven.

"This...is this avenue rune?"

"The Great Dao Runes gathered, the Holy Emperor of Heaven came out, and the Holy King of Heaven broke through!"
To be continued...