Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Wahuangtian!

This is a world that Nuwa opened up from the chaos of the outer world after she became a saint, as a place for saints.

Of course, unlike Ao Changsheng's world that does not belong to the prehistoric world, this world was opened up by Nuwa with the power of heaven.

It is still a world under the jurisdiction of the prehistoric world.

Two rainbow lights passed through the vast chaos and came to Wahuangtian.

"Emperor Jun, Taiyi, please see Nuwa."

The two rainbow lights turned into two figures outside Wahuangtian, and they saluted respectfully. Who else could it be but Emperor Dijun and Emperor Taiyi.

After a long while.

Nuwa's voice came faintly.

"I know your intentions. I will eventually become a member of the demon clan. As long as you do not take the initiative to provoke me, no saint will attack the demon clan."

"You retreat!"

After hearing Nuwa's words, Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at each other and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, my lady!"

After Di Jun and Tai Yi saluted, they turned around and left Nuwa Heaven.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving in the chaos, Nuwa's eyes were as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

As for the completely different attitudes of Di Jun and Tai Yi from when she was in the Heavenly Court before, she didn't care at all.

For a saint, even the rulers of such huge forces as the demon clan and the Heavenly Court can be destroyed with a snap of a finger.

Respect is a matter of course. As for whether it is false 'respect' or true 'reverence', it doesn't matter.

"Although we saints have achieved enlightenment in this era, this era is not the era of us saints after all." Nuwa whispered softly.

This era is the witch-lich calamity, which is determined by heaven and is the will of heaven!

For the saints of heaven, the will of heaven is what they need to maintain.

After all, it is the will of heaven!

In the chaos.

Di Jun and Tai Yi turned into rainbow light and returned to the prehistoric world, with stern faces, completely without the respect they had before in the outer world of Wahuang.

The second time!

This is the second time they have met the saint in the chaos, and it is also the second time they have received an answer and been rejected.

Although, both answers satisfied them.

"Saint!"

The eyes of Di Jun and Tai Yi are full of the desire to become a saint.

The moment he stepped into the prehistoric world, Di Jun suddenly paused, turned his hand, and a broken token appeared in his hand.

Looking at the broken token.

Di Jun and Donghuang Tai Yi looked at each other, and their eyes revealed ecstasy.

Opportunity! Here it comes——

…

“The foundation of becoming a saint...Hongmeng purple qi...”

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Hongyun felt the dead Hongmeng purple qi in his sea of ​​consciousness, his expression was extremely complicated.

Those who obtained the Hongmeng purple qi in the prehistoric times have become saints, and only he has not yet succeeded.

Even after countless years of hard pursuit, he has not even realized the tip of the sage's way.

“Is it destined that I can’t become a saint?” Hongyun was upset and couldn’t help but think of what happened in the Purple Sky Palace.

When the first row of Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti obtained the Hongmeng purple qi, Daozu Hongjun had clearly stated that they would definitely become saints in the future.

Only he... just had good luck and was ‘hit’ by the Hongmeng purple qi.

Thinking of this, Hongyun became more and more upset. As a red cloud incarnation, he didn’t like to stay in one place for a long time, even if it was his own Taoist temple.

This time, in order to comprehend the opportunity of becoming a saint, he practiced hard in his own Taoist temple for tens of millions of years, and he had already reached his limit.

This time, the Five Saints came together to stimulate him, and Hongyun suddenly had the idea of ​​going out for a walk.

"Maybe, if I go out for a walk, I will comprehend the foundation of becoming a saint!"

Hongyun found a reason for himself in his heart, and then stepped out of the Fire Cloud Cave directly, and flew happily in the sky with a refreshed face.

"Let's go find Brother Zhenyuan! After so many years, I believe that Brother Zhenyuan should have accumulated a lot of ginseng fruits."

Hongyun, who flew happily, thought of the ginseng fruit, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth: "I have to help him solve it!"

Hongyun did it as soon as he thought of it. This is his nature. He immediately turned into a red light and rushed towards the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

However...

Hongyun did not notice that when he flew away from Huoyun Cave, a little demon in front of his door silently crushed the two tokens in his hand while looking at the red light in the sky.

...

"Finally leaving the dojo?"

Looking at the broken token, Kunpeng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

As early as a thousand years ago, when Nuwa became a saint, he roughly guessed that the prehistoric world would enter the era of saints.

Therefore, at that time, Kunpeng's desire for saints and Hongmeng purple qi prompted Kunpeng to take action.Kunpeng naturally did not dare to attack Pangu Sanqing, because two of the Sanqing held innate treasures, and one held a powerful weapon like the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Not to mention the three pure as one, even in a one-on-one situation, Kunpeng was not a match for the three pure.

As for the Western duo, although they were not as good as the three pure, they were definitely not a good choice.

So... the result was obvious, Kunpeng chose Hongyun as his target.

Unlike others who had Hongjun as their backer, Hongyun was a real powerful person without background, his strength was not strong, and his spiritual treasure was not that strong.

Naturally, there was no better target than Hongyun.

"Don't blame me, Hongyun, although we had no grievances in the past and no hatred in the present, who made you hold the Hongmeng purple qi, but you have been unable to prove the truth!" Kunpeng murmured to himself.

Unlike the original development, Kunpeng's hatred was caused by Hongyun's giving up.

In this life, because Hongjun was obsessed with cultivation and forgot to open the door of Zixiao Palace in advance, this incident did not happen.

Heaven.

Two figures stood in the South Heaven Gate, watching the bird transformed by Kunpeng quietly leave the heaven and go to the prehistoric world.

"The demon master, he really intends to rob Hongyun's primordial purple qi." Taiyi looked at the distant Kunpeng, squinted his eyes and said softly.

"It's normal. After all, it is the foundation of becoming a saint. After feeling the momentum of the six saints, who wouldn't covet that primordial purple qi!"

Di Jun's voice was indifferent. He did not show any indignation at Kunpeng's departure alone. Instead, he looked calm: "Second brother, remember, the demon master is a great power of my demon clan, don't cross it!"

"I understand, brother!" Taiyi grinned. He understood the meaning of Di Jun's words very well.

As soon as the voice fell, the Chaos Bell on his head covered his breath, and his body turned, turning into a rainbow light, quietly following Kunpeng.

After watching Taiyi leave, Di Jun did not return, but sent his troops and led a group of demons to the prehistoric world.

…

Hongyun, who was leisurely flying towards Wuzhuang Temple, suddenly changed his face, and a red gourd appeared in his hand, looking at the sky vigilantly.

"I don't know which Taoist friend is hiding here!" Hongyun shouted in a deep voice.

"Daoyou Hongyun is really sharp. I just arrived and saw you from a distance."

The voice came from the sky, and at the same time a gust of wind tore the clouds in the sky, and a Yinjie Taoist slowly fell from the sky.

"Kunpeng?"

Hongyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who came, looking at the person vigilantly.

"Don't be nervous, I came here just to ask Daoyou Hongyun to give me a favor!"

Kunpeng had a smile on his face, but his eyes were staring at Hongyun with ill intentions.

"Allow me to do this!"

Hong Yun sneered. Although he was known as a good guy, Hong Yun, as a quasi-saint who had lived in the prehistoric world for countless years, was definitely not stupid.

The quasi-saint's magic power flowed into the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd in his hand, and suddenly a red light shone, and pieces of red fine sand gushed out to protect his body.

"It seems that fellow Daoist Hong Yun doesn't want to allow me to do this." Kun Peng looked at Hong Yun's posture, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

The magic power of the quasi-saint who killed two corpses surged out, and the terrifying pressure spread towards Hong Yun.

"Hmm..."

Hong Yun groaned, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

As a quasi-saint who killed one corpse, and the first corpse was killed by a quasi-saint with a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, his cultivation is too far from Kun Peng who has killed two corpses.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you should hand it over! Hongmeng Purple Qi is not something that a small corpse quasi-saint like you can possess." Kunpeng no longer concealed his intentions and said with a gloomy face.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi was given by Daozu. How dare you, Kunpeng, take it away by force? Aren't you afraid of Daozu's punishment?" Hongyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

"It is true that Daozu gave it, but Hongyun yourself is not motivated and has not been able to become a saint, wasting this opportunity."

"It also delayed the return of the sage of Honghuang, so I dare to ask fellow Daoist Hongyun to hand over this foundation for becoming a saint."

"Don't mislead others and yourself!"

Hearing this, Hongyun felt a surge of anger in his heart and shouted angrily: "Old thief Kunpeng, how dare you bully me like this."

Before the voice fell, the strong quasi-saint magic power was fully poured into the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd.

In an instant, red sand formed into clouds, covering the sky and the sun, rushing towards Kunpeng.

"Zizi..."

When this desolate red sand touched Kunpeng's body protection magic power, it made a corrosive sound. Kunpeng's body protection magic power of the Quasi-Sage who killed two corpses was corroded away very quickly by this red sand.

Not only that, looking at the sky full of scattered red sand, KunpengKunpeng actually felt dizzy and his soul was scattered.

"What a vicious red sand!"

Kunpeng's face changed slightly at this time, and he used all his strength to operate his magic power. A gust of wind appeared out of thin air, blowing away the red sand in the sky, and then looked at the direction of the red cloud.

Where is the figure of Hongyun.

After all, he is an old man who has lived for countless years. It seems that he is angry and has made a full-strength attack, but in fact, Hongyun is fleeing directly.

Kunpeng's face is slightly cold, and in the void on the side, the two corpses of good and evil slowly walked over.

"The red sand of Hongyun not only corrodes the magic power and shakes the soul, but also pollutes the formation. He escaped!"

The good corpse shook his head and said.

Kunpeng had a cold face. He would talk to Hongyun here not for "chatting", but to set up a large formation.

While trapping Hongyun, he also tried his best to prevent the news that he killed Hongyun and robbed Hongmeng Purple Qi from spreading.

But now...

"Hongyun, you can't run away!" Kunpeng took back the corpses of good and evil, and without any hesitation, he turned into a roc and chased Hongyun quickly.

Even if there is no formation to cover up the secret, it doesn't matter.

A firm look flashed in Kunpeng's cold eyes.

Today... Hongyun is dead, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi will also be his.

No matter who comes, it will not work!

He Kunpeng said it!