Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 1216 Kunpeng blocks the way
Hong Yun had already cracked the formation.

You big Luos were terrified. I didn't expect that this guy not only broke the formation without making a sound, but also set up an ambush in the opposite direction.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, we have no life-or-death enmity. This time we only took advantage of the Lich clan, and we didn't intend to target fellow Daoists."

"That's right, we are both loose cultivators at any rate. In the same camp, we should support each other. Why is this so?"

Hongyun looked at the boundless red sand, and coldly uttered a word: "Explosion!"

"boom!"

The huge roar drowned out everything.

The sky exploded, a piece of red, boundless redness swept across the endless sky, like a huge red cloud.

This sky is only red.

Among the infinite red light, nearly ten streaks of spiritual light shot out, escaped into the void, and disappeared in an instant.

……

On the top of Kunlun, on Xiaoyuan Mountain, Ye Ang overlooked the vast sea of ​​clouds, and said with a smile: "The red cloud is indeed a red cloud, with decisive means. After being a good old man for so many years, he still does not forget his original intention, and his means are as usual, moving like thunder."

"Of the more than 50 big Luos, only nine escaped. Although the three Taishi big Luos survived by chance, they will have to spend the long years in cultivation. If they want to catch up with the overall situation of the Lich War, they must You have to consume astronomical levels of luck, you have worked so hard, but you have not earned anything, and all the luck you have earned has to be consumed."

"The other six Taisu Daluos are the luckiest. They were soy sauced all the way, and they stood aside. They just escaped without serious injuries. Unlike the other Taisu Daluos, who always jumped out to spread hatred, all of them ended up It's over."

"What's even more tragic is that none of those Taiji Luos escaped, and all of them fell. Hongyun's move is probably going to shake the prehistoric world."

Speaking of this, Ye Ang glanced at the red cloud, and nodded slightly: "My own consumption is not small, and the innate immortal aura consumes a lot of spirituality. It seems that I am ready to die."

Ye Ang thought of the nearly forty Tai Chi Luos who died, and shook his head self-consciously, "It would be a shame if Tai Chi Luo only relied on the consumption of innate immortal aura to fight against the high-ranking Da Luo, but if you don't use this This method of counter-consumption, its combat power is not enough to threaten Taishi Taichu, it seems that in the end, it has to rely on the power of heaven to open up the world, with the blessing of rank, similar to a weakened version of a saint, Taiji Luo can have a certain status."

Of course, it is too early to consider these things now, and how to operate them will be a matter for the future.

The most urgent task is to arrange Hongyun well.

"It's not easy for me to show up. I need to find someone who can make a move." Ye Ang said to himself, looking involuntarily at the Yujing Mountain Dojo in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, it's you."

……

The endless red sand returned quickly, and was taken back by Jiujiu Scattered Soul Gourd.

Hong Yun muttered to himself in a low voice: "Why bother, you jumping clowns ran out, I have to kill the ancestor."

"No matter how you say it, my ancestor, I will become a saint in the future. How can I do it if I don't show some majesty? If I really want to let you provoke me, and let you leave freely, I will be a saint in the future, my ancestor."

"You jump out, just to let the ancestors stand up."

In Hongyun's mind, he should die as long as he dies, he is mentally prepared anyway, but in any case, he cannot die in the hands of these little shrimps, although they are indeed very strong, three of them are the strongest in Taishi Daluo.

But from Honghuang Hongyun's point of view, he is still a little Xiami, not qualified to take his own life.

If he was killed by them and reincarnated and recultivated as a saint, he would also lose face.

No matter how you say, someone who can kill himself must have status and status.

Only in this way, after being reincarnated and cultivating to become a saint, you won't feel ashamed.

Thinking like this, Hong Yun finally took back the red sand, and casually put away some innate spirit treasures scattered in the sky, and Hong Yun leisurely continued to rush towards his Huoyun Cave.

He is not in a hurry, in his current state, someone will definitely be tempted.

I hope the one who comes is someone who can stand on the stage.

Thinking this way, he drove all the way, and soon Hongyun met a person who could stand on the stage.

"why you?"

Looking at Kunpeng, who was dressed in black and had a stern face, Hong Yun was a little surprised.

Kunpeng smiled coldly, "Why can't it be me."

Hong Yun frowned, "The fairy god agreement signed by the three parties is still there. Is it appropriate for you to take action against me?"

Kunpeng said lightly: "Don't struggle, the secret here has long been blocked, even if I kill you, no one will know."

"What's more, among the monster clan, if I come forward to kill you, the three parties will not have any opinions. After all, it is a personal grudge between you and me."

"Personal grievances..." Hong Yun muttered to himself, and suddenly smiled: "That's right, in Zixiao Palace, you lost your holy position and opportunity because of me. No matter what, you have a reason to take action against me."

Hong Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, then sneered again and again, "In this case, it seems unnecessary for you to cover up the secrets."

Kunpeng raised his hand slightly, surrounded the two big Luos, in all directions, and everything suddenly became feng shui.

"What do you think is the reason for covering up the secrets?" Kunpeng didn't seem to be in a hurry to deal with Hong Yun, and was still free to chat with him.

Hong Yun showed a confident smile, "Don't play tricks in front of me, if I'm not wrong, the so-called you deal with me, it's just you who come forward, and the whole monster clan behind you will bless you with power, right?"

Hong Yun smiled proudly, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Kunpeng, you and I are only brothers in cultivation. Even if you rely on the monster clan and can slightly beat me, it is unlikely that you will be able to kill me. Confidence."

Kunpeng glanced at him, seeing the feng shui rotation, trapping Hong Yun, preventing him from advancing and retreating at will, and then said disdainfully: "You just need to understand, after all, I am a demon master."

Hong Yun was amused by Kunpeng's tone, and asked with a half-smile: "In that case, I want to know, how many times do you think you can kill me?"

Kunpeng looked up at the sky, and after a long while, he took a deep breath. He stood upright, slowly opened his arms, and said leisurely: "Hongyun, I will carry the power of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, and deduce my way to attack and kill. , This is Da Luo's killing technique, if you fall into it, you will not be wronged."

Hong Yun's pupils shrank suddenly. Hearing what Kunpeng said, he thought he could kill himself directly at once?

"I won this with the authority of a demon master. After beheading you, I will go back to retreat and understand the Dao of Taichu. It is too easy to march."

"Crash!"

Around Kunpeng and Hongyun, the feng shui cycle became more and more turbulent.

Hong Yun did not sit still, waved the nine-nine scattered soul gourd in his hand, and endless red sand gushed out. In an instant, within hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth, a circle of red sand suddenly spread towards the four directions, trying to break the feng shui trap created by Kunpeng .

(End of this chapter)