The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

The arrival of the twelve ancestor witches stopped the monster clan, and the monster emperor scolded again and again, but he could only control the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array to oppose the witch clan.

But the catastrophe of the ancestor of Hongyun did not end. Those casual cultivators saw the monster clan being stopped, and they immediately rushed forward like a chicken blood, all wanting to take the Hongmeng Zi in the hands of Hongyun. gas.

The ancestor Hongyun is also a fierce generation. He sees that today's things cannot be done. If he does not work hard, I am afraid that he will fall here. This makes the evil thoughts in Hongyun's heart toss, like the water of three rivers.

"Heaven is calculating with me everywhere, but today he wants to use the hands of sentient beings to destroy my red cloud. Even if I die, I have to put on a few more cushions!"

The ancestor Hongyun's eyes were fierce, and he swelled the ten thousand miles of falling soul sand. At the same time, the nine-nine soul red gourd turned into the size of a canopy, and the infinite divine fire spewed out from it, forming a bounding force with the falling soul sand. .

But no one who was contaminated by this thousand miles of soul-falling sand could retreat with his whole body.

The ancestor Hongyun slaughtered the Quartet, and in an instant countless monks fell on the spot.

However, there were too many casual cultivators, and the ancestor Hongyun could not kill it at all. At this time, the mountains and rivers were stained with blood, the sky was dark, and the ancestor Hongyun was also full of hatred in his heart.

He asked himself that he had never done anything harmful to the prehistoric world, but was targeted everywhere. Is it really because he deserves to die?

"Hongyun, hand over the grand and purple energy!"

Crazy monks had endless greed in their eyes, and they rushed in, all wanting to tear the red cloud alive.

Hong Yun's eyes were full of unwillingness and hatred. With his scarlet eyes, he suddenly laughed wildly:

"Even if I die, Hongyun will not let you succeed!".

The ancestor Hongyun yelled violently, the crazy color in his eyes flickered, and then there was a loud noise.

The ancestor of Hongyun blew himself up!

"Boom!"

The sound of the huge concussion passed for nine days, and the monks who surrounded the ancestor Hongyun were instantly blown into flying ashes.

A bloody rain fell between the sky and the earth, and there were stumps and broken arms flying everywhere.

No one thought that the ancestor Hongyun would be so cruel and directly blew a quasi-sage-level flesh.

However, in the center of the explosion range, a flare beam shot out, and it was the primordial spirit of the ancestor of Hongyun who used the power of the explosion to escape.

"Chasing! Don't let Hongyun run away!"

Those monks who had never been affected were even crazier, and now Hong Yun had no physical body. As long as he was taken down, the grandeur and purple energy would be obtained!

At this moment, the Great God Ji Meng had led the monks from the Beiming side to step forward, and he directly protected the ancestor Hongyun.

"Friend Hongyun, Ji Meng has been ordered by the Supreme Kunpeng to come and help fellow Daoists!"

Ji Meng shot a divine light and instantly protected Hong Yun's weak soul.

Hong Yun was extremely grateful, and his soul villain hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you fellow Ji Meng! Thank you Kunpeng Xianzun!".

Hong Yun gave up his body at this time, but his soul was more clear and clear. Regarding the calculation of the way of heaven, Hong Yun also understood more than three points in his heart.

At this time, he was about to run out of oil, and if it weren't for Ji Meng to arrive in time, the only one waiting for the red cloud would be to die out.

When these monks around saw Ji Meng, they stopped one by one.

Ji Meng looked at these monks, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Why, you still dare to defy the meaning of Kunpeng Immortal Venerable? Don't retreat, be careful that I sue you in front of Immortal Venerable!".

Ji Meng yelled and cursed again and again, although the monks were uneasy, but after all, no one dared to say a word.

They are not afraid of Ji Meng, but the ancestor of Kunpeng!

A holy realm supreme is not something they dare to contend with.

Moreover, even if they join forces to kill Ji Meng now, they are afraid that the Hongmeng Purple Qi has not yet been refined, and it will be directly obliterated by Kunpeng.

"Ji Meng, you don't want to be mad! When all our fellow daoists prove the Dao in the future, we will definitely ask you to settle this account!"

These quasi-sage powerhouses put down their cruel words one by one, and then they had to retreat one after another.

The ancestor Hongyun looked at everything in front of him, and he felt a moment of emotion, how majestic the ancestor Kunpeng could retreat these quasi-sages with a word.

It's a pity that he has no grandeur and purple energy, but he can't succeed in proving the Dao at all.

This time, if it hadn't been for the ancestor Kunpeng secretly helped, Hong Yun would have no life at all.

Dao Zu Hongjun on the side saw all this, he was also very helpless, Hong Yun was calculated by Dao Zu, and at the same time it was calculated by the Dao of Heaven.

This Hong Yun was abandoning his son, but Tian Dao would not personally kill him, so now Kun Peng stepped in and helped Hong Yun survive this catastrophe.

"Kunpeng, the vitality of the Primordial World has been set, and the general trend of heaven is unchangeable, so please do it for yourself!"

Hongjun Daozu finally gave Kunpeng some comfort, and his figure disappeared.

Kunpeng watched Dao Zu leave, and he moved to the side of Ji Meng.

At the same time, after the monster clan saw that their plan could not be implemented, they also chose to retreat in the first place. After all, Nuwa and Fuxi were not present. If they were fighting with the Witch clan, it would be difficult for Dijun and the others to take advantage.

Seeing the war at Wanshou Mountain ended hastily, Yuanzi Daxian from the town hurriedly came out to thank the strong men from all sides.

"Dear fellows, please come to Wuzhuang Guan to sit down and let Zhenyuan express his gratitude!"

Zhen Yuanzi bowed and saluteed, looking very respectful, which made the Twelve Ancestor Witch and Kunpeng both unable to refuse.

Kunpeng smiled and said: "The Wuzhuang Temple of Taoist Zhenyuanzi is not Longtan and Tiger's Den, so let's go sit and sit!".

When Kunpeng said so, Emperor Jiang Zuwu laughed and nodded in agreement.

The powerful men sat down in the Wuzhuang Temple, and that Hongyun had already taken the healing pill long ago. He once again condensed a physical body, and hurriedly expressed his gratitude to everyone in person with his pain.

Hong Yun's congenital body exploded. Without the help of the best repair spirit, I am afraid that it will be difficult to repair in the future for hundreds of thousands of years, and his current body is completely empty.

"Dear friends, today Hongyun survived the catastrophe. All of you are dependent on you. Please be respected by Hongyun!"

After the ancestor Hongyun finished speaking, he was very sincere and sincere.

When Kunpeng saw that the ancestral witches did not speak, it was obvious that he was the saint who spoke, so Kunpeng smiled:

"Friend Hongyun doesn't need to be polite. We have always had a holiday with the monster race. Naturally, we won't watch them get the grandeur and purple energy, and we won't let them kill our fellows indiscriminately!".

Kunpeng's words are very direct, and they are not hypocritical. We have enemies with the Yaozu, so it is impossible for them to succeed.

Although these words were not pleasant to the ears, it made Hong Yun feel sincere. After experiencing the life and death tribulation before, Hong Yun saw it more thoroughly.

Hongyun nodded and said: "Kunpeng Immortal Venerable, ancestral witches, no matter what the reason is, you are my savior to Hongyun. You can laugh at this love, but I can't deny it to Hongyun!".

As Hongyun said, he took out the grand and purple energy again.

This made the many powerhouses present, all puzzled.

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