Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 35
"Hahahaha..." Hongyun's tragic laughter spread throughout the world
He understood everything. There was more than one person who wanted to kill him. Everyone in the whole world wanted to kill him except Zhen Yuanzi.

From the time he broke through the Hunyuan Feng Shui Formation to now, the entire prehistoric era has known about it, but the Second Saint of the West did not appear, Bai Ze Shang Yang did not appear, and none of the friends he had made in the past and the great gods he had helped did not appear.

Some of them were driven by greed and wanted his Hongmeng Purple Qi, some wished that he would die, and some were afraid of Kunpeng.
At this moment, Hongyun was a little sad. He had been kind to others all his life and was known as a good old man. However, on the day of his death, no one except Zhen Yuanzi came to help him.

Hongyun stopped laughing and looked at Styx with a calm face.
Minghe looked at Hongyun who looked miserable in front of him and felt a little pity. Even if he was an innate saint with the way of killing, he felt a little unworthy of Hongyun.

However, he did not say that he would let Hongyun go. This is the law of the ancient world - natural selection, the weak and the strong.

At this time, a gust of wind came, and Kunpeng arrived. Kunpeng looked at Styx with a fearful expression.
"Are there only two of you? Is there anyone else?" Hongyun's voice was calm, so calm that it seemed a bit dead.
Kunpeng and Minghe both had an ominous premonition in their hearts.
"If fellow Taoist hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I can ensure that fellow Taoist is safe," Ming He said.

Hongyun didn't say anything, and used the law of wind to rush towards Minghe and Kunpeng. Seeing this posture, Minghe and Kunpeng couldn't help but think of Dong Wangong back then.
Their faces changed greatly, and they retreated together. The red lotus of Karma Fire lit up the raging Karma Fire and formed a wall of fire around the River Styx. Kunpeng raised the Demon Master's Palace and stood above his head.
Just hearing a "boom", Hongyun blew himself up.
A powerful impact rushed towards Kunpeng and Styx. Even though they were far away and protected by spiritual treasures, the two of them still suffered serious injuries.

Styx is okay, after all, his cultivation level is high, but a trace of blood like red agate spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the karma fire of the red lotus was temporarily extinguished.
Kunpeng was miserable. His body of god and demon was cracked, his hair was disheveled, and his bones were broken. This is not the most serious thing. The light of the palace has dimmed a lot

The moment Hong Yun self-destructed, a black hole was blown out of the entire void. Various spatial turbulences raged in the black hole. No one saw the Hongmeng Purple Qi escape.
At this time Zhen Yuanzi came. He looked at the devastated and shattered world.

Looking at the figures without old friends except for a Nine-Nine Soul Gourd and Kunpeng Minghe, he picked up the Nine-Nine Soul Gourd and looked at one of them.
His body suddenly swayed and he almost lost his balance. His face was pale and haggard.

There is only red sand in the gourd of ninety-nine souls, and not even a trace of the soul of my old friend is left behind.

Extreme sorrow was followed by rational anger, and his roar spread throughout the world: "Kunpeng, Styx"

Then he held the whisk of heaven and earth and rolled it towards Kunpeng and the River Styx. The whisk of heaven and earth was infinitely long. Each one was like a divine chain of order, with silver space laws attached to it. It crossed many spaces and went straight to Kunpeng and the River Styx.
The two killing swords of the Styx Royal Envoy released shocking murderous intent, cutting off all the whisk threads that were spreading towards him.

Kunpeng didn't have it so easy. He had already been seriously injured by Hongyun's explosion, and now he seemed helpless when faced with Zhen Yuanzi's whisk.
Just as Kunpeng watched helplessly as the dust from heaven and earth approached, a bell suddenly rang.

"when…!"

The sound of the bell seemed to have come from time immemorial. The sound of the bell was so long that it shook the heaven and the earth. The sound of the bell hit the whisk and knocked it back.
"Do you want to kill my demon master? Do you want to start a war with my demon clan?" A domineering voice came from the horizon, and it was Donghuang Taiyi.
When Zhen Yuanzi saw Donghuang arriving, he knew that nothing could be done, so he had to give Kunpeng a hard look, turned around and was about to leave.
"You can leave if you want, fellow Taoist, but leave the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd behind," Donghuang's indifferent voice came.
Zhen Yuanzi knew what Donghuang meant, and turned around and gritted his teeth: "My old friend has passed away. If His Majesty Donghuang doesn't believe it, you can come and watch."

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking," Donghuang said, his spiritual consciousness constantly scanning the Nine-Nine Soul Gourd.

"Fellow Taoist, please do as you please"

It's just an innate spiritual treasure, and the Yao clan's great cause is indispensable for this one. It's not worth offending a quasi-sage for this, and it's still a quasi-sage who can't be killed.

Zhen Yuanzi immediately turned into a stream of light and escaped.

Donghuang Taiyi moved his gaze to the Styx again,
Ming He thought in his mind that the lich was now powerful and occupied most of the destiny of the ancient world, not to mention that he was not sure of winning the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
So he nodded to Dong Huangtai, turned around and turned into a red light to escape.

Taiyi turned around and glanced at Kunpeng indifferently.

"Come with me"

Kunpeng felt a pain in his heart. He did not tell anyone about this plan of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but everyone knew that he originally planned to seize Hongmeng Purple Qi and find a place to hide it. If he was not a saint, he would not show up in the primitive world. It is better now, Hongmeng Purple Qi I didn't find my anger, but I was seriously injured.

Now that he goes back to the demon court, can he have good fruit to eat?
He did not dare to resist, so he lifted up his disabled body and followed Donghuang Taiyi to fly to the Heavenly Palace. The two of them arrived at the Lingxiao Palace.

At this time, the Lingxiao Palace was full. Fuxi, the ten demon saints, and the most powerful clan leaders among all races were all in the palace. Donghuang Taiyi walked through the crowd, walked up to the imperial platform, sat on the seat under the Emperor Jun, and nodded at Fuxi. head

Kunpeng staggered in.
"I, Kunpeng, pay my respects to Your Majesty. I am guilty and I hope Your Majesty will punish you." Kunpeng was straightforward and admitted his mistake.

"Qing is devoting all his energy and energy to our monster clan, plotting Hongmeng Ziqi, what is the crime?"

With a smile on his face, Di Jun did not mention Kunpeng's behavior of eating alone, but instead said that he had meritorious service.

Then he asked: "Demon Master, where is the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

Kunpeng felt even more miserable. If he had Hongmeng Purple Qi, would he still come here?

"Your Majesty, Hongmeng Purple Qi disappeared after Hongyun self-destructed."

"Missing? The demon master doesn't want to take it all by himself?" Di Jun frowned

That's what Kunpeng thought, but could he say it?

At this time, Donghuang Taiyi spoke: "Brother, when I arrived, the demon master was already seriously injured. Only Styx, the demon master, and Hongyun's Nine-nine Soul Soul Gourd were left in that world."

Di Jun glanced at Taiyi, and Taiyi understood in a second
"I've looked at that gourd, and there's no Hongmeng purple energy."

Di Jun frowned slightly
"So, the ancestor of Styx secretly took the Hongmeng purple energy?"

Taiyi stood up: "Yes or no, I will know after I go to the sea of ​​blood."

Domineering in tone

Di Jun did not answer Taiyi's words, but turned to look at Kunpeng
"The demon master planned the Hongmeng Purple Qi for our demon clan and gave him the demon summoning banner to retain the true spirit."

"Demon master, this demon flag was forged by Emperor Wa, and the true spirit is left on it. Even if the body dies, it can be resurrected."

Kunpeng smiled bitterly, knowing that this was the price for doing something wrong, and his helpless voice came out

"Thank you, my lord."

(End of this chapter)