I'm picking up opportunities in the flood

Chapter 137 0137
It is said that after Hongyun blew himself up, little Zhou Tian's star formation collapsed, and Di Jun, Xi He, Kun Peng, and the top ten monster commanders all suffered serious internal injuries.

Under the control of Hong Yun's remnant soul, the purple gourd rushed out of the crowd's encirclement with the primordial purple energy, and flew towards the sea of ​​blood in a panic.

Sensing the sound of the explosion, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to sense Hongyun's fall, and immediately cried out sadly: "My brother Hongyun, it really hurts me..."

Tai Yi didn't know exactly what the situation was at this time, there was actually the power of a quasi-sage-level powerhouse self-destructing, and he didn't know if his elder brother and the others succeeded.

Tai Yi didn't care to continue to stop Zhen Yuanzi, after all, the power of Zhunsheng's self-destruct, Tai Yi didn't believe that Di Jun and others wouldn't suffer any injuries.

At this time, it doesn't matter whether Zhen Yuanzi is stopped or not, the most important thing is Di Jun and others.

If the witch clan took advantage of it and caught the monster clan by surprise, it would be a big joke.

Thinking of this, Tai Yi directly turned into a rainbow light and flew in the direction of Huoyun Cave.

Because of Hong Yun's self-exposure, the secrets covered by Di Jun and others' joint efforts suddenly became clear.

Zhen Yuanzi calculated the cause and effect of this matter, and even calculated that Hongyun had a life force in the sea of ​​blood, so instead of rushing to the Huoyun Cave, he turned around and shot towards the sea of ​​blood.

Thinking that he calculated that Hongyun should still have a chance of life, Zhen Yuanzi's heart was no longer so sad, but even so, it made Zhen Yuanzi hardly have a good impression of Yaozu.

After Zhen Yuanzi arrived at the sea of ​​blood, he saw Hongyun's nine-nine scattered soul gourd flying towards the sea of ​​blood under the chase of Di Jun and others.

Unexpectedly, Styx appeared on the blood sea at some time, and took the ninety-nine scattered soul gourd in his hand.

"Put down the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd!"

"Let go of the Primordial Purple Qi..."

"lay down……"

"..."

Everyone ignored the fight, seeing the gourd in Ming He's hands, they couldn't help shouting.

"Hehe, in the sea of ​​my blood is the belongings of my ancestor Minghe, how can you just let it go if you say it..."

Before he finished speaking, Kunpeng dodged and directly attacked the hand of Patriarch Styx holding the Primordial Purple Qi, and the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd in his hand was thrown flying under this huge force stand up.

Kunpeng is one of the fastest flying beasts in the prehistoric world, the speed is just a joke.

I saw the nine-nine scattered soul gourd flying into the air, and a purple dense air floated out of the gourd, it was the primordial purple air.

Everyone's eyes fell on the majestic purple air, and the nine-nine scattered soul gourd was immediately forgotten by everyone.

After all, Hongjun said that this majestic purple energy is the proof of a sage, the foundation of the great way, and the hope of all the people in the prehistoric world to reach a higher level.

Compared with the primordial purple qi, Zhen Yuanzi just missed a glance, and then fixed his attention on the gourd of ninety-nine scattered souls.

Zhen Yuanzi could feel a trace of Hong Yun's aura, even a trace of divine soul, remaining in the gourd of ninety-nine scattered souls.

When everyone was paying attention to the majestic purple energy, they waved their sleeves, and a huge suction force came out from Zhen Yuanzi's cuffs, and Zhen Yuanzi directly took away the Nine Nine Scattering Soul Gourd.

Seeing that everyone was still facing each other here, Zhen Yuanzi hugged the ancestor Minghe and said: "I will not participate in this matter of the primordial purple energy, so I will leave first."

Then he looked at Dijun and Taiyi who came after him: "My town Yuanzi has written down today's events, and the future will be long. I hope your monster clan can last until that day! Hmph..."

After finishing speaking, he let out a cold snort, flicked his sleeves, picked up the clouds and rushed towards the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

At Huoyun Cave, an old man appeared, picked up a scarlet whip from the ground, and sighed deeply.

As soon as he raised his hand, a layer of restriction was directly placed on the Huoyun Cave.

Although Hongyun blew himself up above the Huoyun Cave, he was isolated in another world by Dijun's Little Zhoutian Star Array at that time, and most of the power of the explosion was resisted by the Little Zhoutian Star Array. If not, this excellent Huoyundongtian would be ruined from then on.

This old man is Lao Tzu who left Kunlun and traveled to the prehistoric regions.

After tens of thousands of years of retreat, although I have gained a lot from this primordial purple energy, I still haven't found the way to become a saint, so I left the seclusion to travel around in desperation.

I wanted to save Hongyun, but I didn't want it to be too late.

After finishing these, Lao Tzu shook his head, put away the ocher whip, and slowly stepped into the void.

They don't know that there is a destiny in the dark, the cause of today, the result of tomorrow, it's not that the time has not come!
After Zhen Yuanzi rushed back to Wuzhuang Temple, he carefully took out the remaining trace of Hongyun's soul from the nine-nine scattered soul gourd, and sealed it in his precious lump - the trunk of the ginseng fruit tree, using the birth of the innate spiritual root The power to conceive and nourish the soul of this red cloud.

After finishing all this, Zhen Yuanzi murmured to the ginseng fruit tree: "I'm sorry for you, brother. If my brother's cultivation base is stronger, I won't let you suffer today's misfortune..."

After sighing for a while, he ordered Qingfeng Mingyue Haosheng to take care of the ginseng fruit tree, and then retreated directly.

After all, facing Hong Yun's death and powerlessness, Zhen Yuanzi felt that it was enough for him to experience it once, but this time he was not strong enough, otherwise he would not have been blocked by Tai Yi for such a long time. Taiyi and the others must pay the price.

However, at any rate, Hongyun still retained a sliver of primordial spirit, and there was still a hope of life, and it was precisely because of this that Zhen Yuanzi was able to hold back the anger in his heart not to participate in the matter of the monster clan fighting for the primordial purple energy.

If not, maybe Zhen Yuanzi would do everything possible to prevent the Yaozu from obtaining the primordial purple energy even if he did not get it himself.

……

Everyone on the sea of ​​blood confronted each other, but Dijun laughed and said, "If you don't take it, then this primordial purple energy will belong to my monster clan..."

"Who said it belongs to your monster clan?" A heroic voice came, and a long stick suddenly stretched out from the space, hitting Di Jun's right hand that was stretched towards Hongmeng Ziqi.

Seeing this, Di Jun quickly withdrew his right hand, staring at the space in front of him with a gloomy face.

In the distance, the Twelve Ancestral Witches controlled the land, and they came to the edge of the sea of ​​blood as if teleported.

But Dijiang Zuwu, who had already rushed over, slowly appeared among the twelve Zuwu after a blow.

"What do you witch clan mean by this?" Di Jun asked angrily, holding back his anger.

"Troubleshooting, you don't need to ask, do you think this Di Jun is stupid—"

Zhu Rong shrugged, and said to Gonggong and Xuanming Zuwu in a strange way.

Hearing Zhu Rong's words, Gonggong nodded in agreement.

But Xuan Ming covered his mouth and laughed.

From this point of view, Di Jun is really a bit stupid. After all, the Liches and Demons are already in turmoil. Do you need to ask the reason why you waited for someone to come here——

(End of this chapter)