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Opening the palm, the gourd was directly received in the hand.

The idea goes deep, sure enough.

"Innate ninety-nine red cloud gourd!"

Dongfang Yao already knew the name of this gourd at this moment, so this person must be Hongyun Patriarch Wudu.

This treasure itself is an innate wonder, with the effect of transforming souls, which can shake people's souls and destabilize their souls.

It is called the most evil thing.

But Ancestor Hongyun is a generation of the most benevolent, this strange thing is the innate spiritual root, in the hands of Ancestor Hongyun, it has been refined for countless years, and finally the hostility is restrained, and turned into the magic weapon of Ancestor Hongyun's fame.

The Red Cloud Gourd will no longer take the initiative to capture people's souls, as long as it is sacrificed with mana.

When you open the gourd, you only need to pour it down lightly, and endless red sand will be scattered, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Moreover, the red sand has the power of repression, and its momentum is like a mountain, which makes it difficult for people to move an inch.

The efficacy and usage of the gourd instantly appeared in Dongfang Yao's mind.

good baby!Good baby!

The power of this theory of things is slightly higher than that of the fire red lotus!

Congenital spirit treasures have different powers through different functions, and there will also be differences in their power.

"System! Check in in the Red Cloud Ancestor's secret room!"

After studying the gourd, Dongfang Yao thought of checking in in the secret room of the ancestor Hongyun.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully punching in the Red Cloud Ancestor's secret room and obtaining the innate vine root."

"Innate vine root?"

The mood of obtaining the ninety-nine red cloud gourd was once again very exciting.

"Note: The innate vine root is a vine that opened in the beginning of chaos, and it can produce gourds of various colors, which are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple."

The indigo gourd was obtained by Empress Nuwa.

The yellow gourd was produced in ancient times and was obtained by the ancient emperor of heaven.

In a more distant era, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun obtained it.

The blue gourd was obtained by the Lingbao Tianzun of the Shangqing.

Daoist Hongjun won one.

One picked by Taiqing Daode Tianzun.

After the congenital vines, the queen kneaded earth to make a man, and turned into a treasure of congenital merit.

After all the systematic explanations, Dongfang Yao immediately understood that the one in his hand was one of them, and it was also born from the innate vine.

"Ugh!"

A long sigh sounded.

"Who!"

Dongfang Yao's hairs started to rise!

Now that I am a pinnacle quasi-sage, how could someone approach me quietly.

Could it be a saint?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yao turned pale with fright, but he only got a thing left by the ancestor Hongyun, how could he alarm the saint?

"Fellow!"

Another voice came, and Dongfang Yao's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

I didn't even feel a trace of breath?

How can it be?

The red cloud gourd in his hand made a gesture to uncork the bottle and pour it out.

Looking back, it turned out to be a red phantom figure standing in front of the corpse.

"Are you Red Cloud Patriarch?"

Dongfang Yao looked again, and this illusory figure was indeed a phantom.

"Yes and no!"

"Little friend, I see that you can make it this far at such a young age. Congratulations!"

"My human race is a family with great luck after all. You can achieve such a cultivation level in only 8 years."

"Even I can't see through it. In the ancient times, you were considered a genius who didn't come out for hundreds of millions of years!"

After the man in the red robe finished speaking, he looked at Dongfang Yao with a smile on his face. The smile was extremely kind, without any evil thoughts, and even the gourd in Dongfang Yao's hand throbbed a little.

"Aren't you dead?"

Dongfang Yao asked suspiciously, he was sure that he had been dead for an unknown amount of time?

"Don't panic, little friend, this is one of my secretaries, and I just put my three-point obsession here."

"Oh! I really want to go out and see the current Three Realms, see the human race, but unfortunately..."

Patriarch Hongyun lamented unceasingly, because he was the most tragic person in the ancient prehistoric world.

Dongfang Yao also felt the sadness in this phantom, and looked at each other.

"boom!"

The surrounding space is no longer the secret room here, but starts to play backwards like a movie.

"Red Cloud! You are here!"

"Meet Daoist Brother Hongyun!"

Above the nine heavens, in the vast chaos, a majestic palace appeared resplendent and resplendent, filled with rich innate aura.

A man in a red robe was full of energy, like the sun, warming people, and then entered the hall.

The height of the hall is incalculable, and many scenes flashed around like stars in the universe.

"Daozu!"

Hong Yun cupped his hands, and a figure in the mist above nodded slightly, and Hong Yun sat down in response.

There are only a few people on the futon in the hall, and they can't see clearly.

"Hongyun, can you give me the quota of sanctification left by Daozu today?"

"Brother Hongyun Daoist, please, I will be grateful to you as an old Taoist."

A Taoist with a white beard, unable to see his appearance clearly, kept begging for Hongyun.

"That's all, be kind to others!"

Hong Yun gave up that seat.

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"Hongyun, I see that you are kind-hearted, and you actually gave up your Dao seat to Na Zhunti?"

That majestic voice asked Hongyun.

"Tao Patriarch, I, Hongyun, will be able to prove the Tao one day, and Zhunti has a very good friendship with me. I don't want to make him sad..."

"Forget it, idiot!"

"Your doom is approaching, how can you give away the opportunity of the avenue?"

"Everything has its destiny, this seat makes an exception and bestows this primordial purple energy on you, I hope you will become a saint as soon as possible, don't do this again..."

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"Red Cloud Pifu, you did a good job!"

"You rotten good man listened to the words of Zhun mentioning the demon, and gave up your chance of the great way to that demon."

"Then you must mention the ambition of the old thief, and colluded with me to seduce me!"

"I hate it!"

"All these things are caused by you, a good person!"

"Today, you have to hand over that primordial purple energy of yours, and you have to hand it over if you don't!"

"As long as you leave it to me, all the karma between you and me will be wiped out!"

Patriarch Hongyun fled in front, and the two pursued frantically behind. It was Patriarch Jukun and Patriarch Beiming.

"Why is the giant kun patriarch so aggressive? The one who took your throne is Zhunti. You should seek revenge from him!"

"I am an innocent disaster!"

With the gourd in his hand, Patriarch Hongyun turned into red sand all over the sky. He could advance, attack, retreat or defend, constantly resisting Patriarch Jukun.

It's okay not to say this, but as soon as I finished speaking, I saw that the ancestor of the giant kun directly burned his mana and went all out.

Na Zhunti has taken his holy throne, how can he take revenge?

If it weren't for this red cloud, how could Zhunti become a saint?How could I be like this?

And before the ancestor Hongyun had time to refine the primordial purple qi, he knew what 'a catastrophe is approaching' was.

The way of heaven is boundless, he drinks and pecks, and he kindly helps others, but in the end he leads to the disaster of killing himself.

In the end, the man in the red robe ran into a gap in time and space, apparently unable to live.

After watching this lightning-like clip, Dongfang Yao's heart seemed to have been hit hard.