Hong Hoang: Tam Thanh Prays To The Master, I Only Take Heaven

Ji Hao decided to fool Hongjun and leave his name in the entire flood wilderness.

He left the room and rushed straight to where the Purple Night Hall was.

The Purple Night Hall is located in Xiniu Hezhou, Xiniu Hezhou has eight million miles, and the demon beasts in it are vertical and horizontal, and there are many fairy herbs and elixirs.

And Zixiao Palace is located on the edge of a cliff.

At this moment, Hongjun Ancestor stood above the top of the mountain, looking down on the entire Zixiao Palace.

He put his hands behind his back, and a majestic and vast momentum filled his body, and he seemed to be incarnated into an unattainable peerless immortal king, making countless strong people look up!

He slowly raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes flashing with a fine light.

He was waiting, waiting for the legendary Chaos Clock!

Boom, Boom, Boom

......

Thunder rang out out of thin air, and the lightning flickered incessantly, as if it was about to tear the entire void apart.

Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out in the sky, and a huge black hole appeared in the sky.

A golden ball crashed into the Zixiao Palace, smashing many buildings, and the shock wave spread out, sweeping all around, destroying and decaying, leaving no grass to grow.

This scene made many people tremble.

Boom, boom, boom, boom ......

This was followed by several more roars.

At this time, everyone knew that the Chaos Clock had descended.

"Haha...... Hongjun Lao'er, we meet again.

An arrogant smile, mixed with a strong murderous voice, suddenly came.

I

saw the Chaos Bell shoot out and crash into the Zixiao Palace, intending to smash the Zixiao Palace.

With

a loud bang, a magnificent palace was smashed by the Chaos Bell.

For a while, the Zixiao Hall was in tatters.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

No one thought that Hongjun Ancestor had just become a saint, and he was immediately attacked and almost fell.

"How dare you attack me!" a

roar of rage resounded through the clouds.

Hongjun Ancestor came on the waves, filled with a powerful and terrifying aura, like an immortal emperor descending, standing proudly in the air.

"Hongjun, do you think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The

sneering voice came from a distance.

A fierce-looking man appeared in front of Hongjun Ancestor.

Looking at each other, Ji Hao secretly screamed in his heart.

Because he knew this man, this fierce man, it was Moro.

Mo Luo and Hongjun Ancestor are both creatures in the primeval period, and their strength is very powerful, especially good at formations and prohibitions.

Hongjun Ancestor and Mo Luo have not gained the upper hand in their fighting methods several times, and it can be said that they will meet opponents in chess, and they will meet good talents! Mo Luo

is a murderer in the primeval period, and in the process of their fight, it is inevitable that they will suffer the pond fish, causing some innocent beings to die.

"Mo Luo, you deceive me too much!" Hongjun Ancestor was furious.

Every time they fought, he didn't want anyone to interfere, not even the enemy.

Now that Moro is doing his old tricks again, this makes him very unhappy.

"You think I want to, it's only that you're too weak to be Ben Mora's opponent. "

Mo Luo was extremely arrogant, and he didn't take Hongjun Ancestor in his eyes at all.

He glanced at Hongjun Ancestor with disdain, and waved his hand impatiently, "Get out, you trash, you are not qualified to be my opponent, where to go cool." "

Hmph. Hongjun Ancestor sneered contemptuously, "Mo Luo, don't you just rely on the formation? If you don't have the formation, you're just an ant."

Hongjun Ancestor ignored Mo Luo's provocation, and after snorting coldly, he turned around and walked towards Zixiao Palace, he didn't like to argue about anything, he wanted to do his best to improve his cultivation.

He believed that one day, he would be able to surpass Mora.

"Hmph, don't accept it, there's a kind of keep fighting!" Mo Luo snorted coldly, and then caught up with Hongjun Ancestor.

Hongjun Ancestor entered the Zixiao Palace, and someone immediately greeted him with tea.

"Ladies and gentlemen, on the day of the sanctification of the ancestors, you should express your expression. Hongjun Ancestor drank the tea and said lightly.

The disciples understood what Hongjun Ancestor meant.

"The sanctification of the ancestors is a major event, and we should celebrate it as a gift. "

Please wait a moment, Ancestor, I'll bring a congratulatory gift." "

I have an immortal artifact here, I don't know if the ancestor needs it?"

They knew that Hongjun Ancestor's temper, if they didn't give congratulatory gifts, Hongjun Ancestor would definitely not be happy, and then they would get into trouble.

"Your heart, the old man has accepted it, go down. Hongjun Ancestor waved his hand and asked everyone to stand back.

After the disciples left, Hongjun Ancestor took out a bronze plate.

This bronze plate, the whole body is blue, the surface is covered with lines, and wisps of green light emanate from the bronze plate.

This bronze plate is Hongmeng bronze.

It has the power to suppress everything, not only Hongmeng Bronze, but it is hard enough to withstand the attacks of the Holy Emperor level.

Hum ~

Hongjun Ancestor held the bronze plate in his hand, injected the true yuan to urge, and a terrifying force erupted.

In an instant, Hongjun Old Ancestor's figure changed, turning into a sword light, teleporting, and appeared on the other side.

"This old thing actually has Hongmeng Bronze!" Mo

Luo's pupils shrank, and he gasped in fright.

Although it was only a hurried glance, he still noticed that Hongjun Ancestor was performing eight or nine Xuangong.

Eighty-nine Xuangong is the twelfth existence in the list of three thousand avenues.

"It's so dangerous, fortunately I snatched the Chaos Bell first, otherwise, I would definitely die under the old guy's eight or nine Xuan Gong. Thinking

that he had almost fallen before, Moro felt terrified.

He stabilized his emotions, stared at Hongjun Ancestor again, and said with a cruel smile: "Old thing, since you use Hongmeng Bronze, then Moluo will have a good time with you." Mo

Luo's right foot touched the ground, and his body turned into a meteor and flew away, appearing above Hongjun Ancestor's head in the blink of an eye.

Hongjun Ancestor waved the bronze plate in his hand and slapped towards the void.

There was a crisp click, and the bronze plate collided with Moluo, but it was unscathed.

"Haha, old fellow, you want to hurt me with this little power, it's a dream. "Mo Luo frantically mocked Hongjun Ancestor.

"Hehe, my bronze plate is not only tough, but also has the power to suppress, unless it is a strong person at the level of the Holy Monarch, otherwise don't want to hurt me in the slightest.

"Old fellow, prepare to die!" After

saying this, Mo Luo's palms reached out in unison, and a pitch-black mark appeared on both palms.

Bang bang -

a palm fell, and it was deafening and exploded, resounding throughout the entire Zixiao Palace.