Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

"Kunpeng, why is it you?"

Hongyun looked surprised. After so many years on Wanshou Mountain, he thought that Kunpeng had long since given up his favor.

"Why can't it be me?"

Kunpeng smiled coldly, and his whole aura changed drastically, "Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and I can spare your life, otherwise, today next year will be your memorial day!"

"Hand over Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

Hong Yun was speechless, and it was true that the seventh ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi fell on him.

But the seventh ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi had disappeared since it came to him.

He could only sense Hongmeng Purple Qi on his body, but he didn't know where it was, let alone extract it.

Hongyun and Kunpeng have said it countless times. No matter what, Kunpeng just doesn't believe it.

At the moment, looking at Kunpeng's menacing look, Hongyun didn't bother to explain anything.

As soon as he thought about it, the quasi-sage mana was injected into the gourd at his feet. In a moment, the gourd turned into a stream of light and flew towards the Longevity Mountain.

Hongyun knew that as long as he flew to Wanshou Mountain, everything would be safe.

"Want to escape?"

Kunpeng's mouth revealed a ferocious smile, and with a wave of his hand, the endless northern cold air turned into a storm and rushed towards the red cloud.

Beiming is the most bitter and cold place in the ancient world. The most ordinary cold air can also hurt heavenly immortals and true immortals.

And the Beiming cold energy in Kunpeng's hand has been refined for countless thousands of years.

In an instant, the wind suddenly rose and the ice was biting. Hongyun felt that his whole body was frozen, and his flying speed was more than twice as slow.

Hongyun had no choice but to quickly open the Jiujiu Sanpo gourd and drink a large sip of wine brewed from ginseng fruit. A warm current flowed down her throat and her whole body felt much relieved.

He stared at Kunpeng and yelled loudly, "Kunpeng, you have no grudges against me in the past, and you have no grudges against me recently. I really can't get out that Hongmeng Purple Qi, so why do you have to be so aggressive!"

Hongyun is an honest person, but when an honest person is pushed to the limit, he will burst out with unprecedented energy.

It was okay that Hong Yun didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, Kunpeng immediately became furious and his face was even uglier than Hong Yun's.

"Good fellow, Mr. Hongyun, you can really say this!"

"Back then in Zixiao Palace, if you hadn't pretended to be a bad person and gave up the holy futon to those two guys from the West, how could I have been forced to give up the futon? All of this was your fault! "

Kunpeng shouted hysterically, that was the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the foundation of the great road.

As long as you have it, you have the opportunity to attain enlightenment and become a saint.

But such a great opportunity was ruined by Mr. Hongyun.

Kunpeng felt overwhelming hatred in his heart, almost overwhelming his reason.

Seeing Kunpeng like this, Hongyun was stunned. He spread his hands and said, "Every injustice has its owner, and its debtor has its owner. Whoever robbed your futon, who are you going to seek revenge from? Why are you pestering me all the time?"

"Heh, ancestor, I'm going to pester you, how about it?"

Kunpeng knew very well that Hongyun was not as good as him and was easy to bully.

As for the Western duo, although they are shameless, their moral conduct is very deep.

Kunpeng was a little scared to fight one person, let alone one against two.

I'm afraid I'll be beaten up before I get to the West.

Therefore, it is better to grab the Hongmeng Purple Qi from Hongyun.

Hongyun was anxious and angry, but unwilling to fight with Kunpeng, and was just about to escape.

But Kunpeng shouted loudly, "Demon Master Palace!"

"Boom, boom!!"

There was a huge roar in the void, and then with a click, the void broke into countless pieces, and a huge palace appeared in mid-air.

The huge palace is silver-white in color and exudes unprecedented coercion!

It is Kunpeng's cave in Beiminghai, and it is also the most powerful spiritual treasure in Kunpeng's hands, the Demon Master's Palace!

After hundreds of millions of years of Kunpeng's sacrifice, it is extremely powerful, not weaker than the top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"Old Hongyun, take my blow!"

Kunpeng Quasi-Sage's great mana poured into the Demon Master's Palace, and the Demon Master's Palace grew bigger in the wind, becoming bigger than a hill.

With the power of Mount Tai, it rolled towards the red clouds. For a moment, the sun and the moon lost their light, the sky and the earth were dim, and the void let out a huge mournful sound. Unable to withstand the pressure, it cracked and shattered.

"You are really deadly!!"

Hongyun was angry and angry, and also used his most powerful method.

"Nine-Nine Red Clouds Sansoul Gourd, kill!"

Following Hongyun's command, countless tiny pieces of red sand suddenly flew out of the gourd.

Countless and immeasurable, the grains are round and crystal clear.

Under the control of Hongyun, it struck Kunpeng mightily.

This red sand is a special product of the red gourd. It can damage the monk's soul, which is extremely powerful!

Seeing Hongyun sacrifice the soul-dispersing red sand, Kunpeng felt a little apprehensive on his face.

This red sand is extraordinary and cannot be resisted!

As soon as he had an idea, he quickly mobilized the Demon Master Palace to defend himself.

The huge Demon Master Palace is as big as a mountain, with red sand flying from all directions!

The magical power of the Demon Master's Palace is so powerful that it can defeat all kinds of magic with one force, and has the potential to crush the top of Mount Tai.

The red sand that scatters souls damages people's souls and harms their physical bodies. It is also very powerful.

For a time, the two sides fell into a tug-of-war.

At this time, on the East China Sea, thousands of miles away from Kunpeng and Hongyun, Zhao Gongming came belatedly with the little black tiger, Liu Er.

Even though they were thousands of miles apart, the terrifying pressure was still pervasive, making Zhao Gongming and others feel great pressure, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe.

"Xiantian Wuji apricot yellow flag, come out!"

Zhao Gongming had an idea and directly sacrificed the apricot yellow flag. The apricot yellow flag was a top-level defensive treasure. As soon as it was sacrificed, everyone felt that the pressure on their bodies was greatly reduced and they felt relaxed.

"What a powerful mana fluctuation!"

Six ears kept sighing. They were thousands of miles apart, and they had treasures to protect their bodies. Just a little aftermath that escaped could bring them such great pressure. It was hard to imagine what level of existence they were fighting.

On the East China Sea, Hongyun and Kunpeng fought for more than 300 rounds in the blink of an eye. At the beginning, they were evenly matched.

But Kunpeng had a lot more Taoism than Hongyun after all. After a long time, Hongyun inevitably fell into a disadvantage. He could only defend himself but had no power to fight back.

On the shore of the East China Sea, Zhao Gongming had an idea and began to plan how to save Hongyun. The demon master Kunpeng was not weak, but he was very careful about his body. He had three sword talismans given by his master, each of which could burst out the power of a quasi-saint.

If used well, it should be no problem to scare Kunpeng away. Besides, even if something unexpected happens and Kunpeng finds out something wrong.

But he still has the life-saving treasure given by his master, so there will be no danger.

Zhao Gongming did what he said. When he was about to get up, Liuer suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Teacher, don't do anything. There is a super powerful person hiding beside those two people!"

"There is still someone hiding?"

"Who is that? Can you tell?"

Zhao Gongming was a little surprised. Could it be the Styx Patriarch?

But the Blood Sea is billions of miles away from the East China Sea. How could the Styx Patriarch happen to be in the East China Sea?