Honghuang: I am the Pure White Lotus, the time traveler begins

The old man was very happy.

Looking at the fragments of the plain cloud world flag floating in front of him, Yuanlian smiled lightly and showed a satisfied smile.

Yuanlian didn't need to guess what Hongjun was thinking when he quickly sent out the plain cloud world flag after hesitating for a while, and he could roughly know one or two.

If it was under normal circumstances, Hongjun's thoughts might really be a very realistic thing.

Just like in the legends that Yuanlian knew about, which were difficult to distinguish between true and false, the innate five-sided flag was indeed destined to be difficult to gather.

Although in those legends, four treasure flags appeared in the prehistoric world one after another, not to mention that the four treasure flags that appeared one after another had their own owners and were difficult to gather together.

Just talking about the remaining treasure flag, that is, the northern Xuanyuan water-controlling flag, there are many different opinions, and its whereabouts are a mystery. It is difficult to determine its final fate. It can be seen how unrealistic and difficult it is to want to gather the five innate flags.

But...

"But who knows that my disciple Qinglianzi has already obtained the eastern Qinglian treasure flag!" Yuanlian put away the broken plain cloud flag, and there were strange lights flickering in his eyes: "Now that the most difficult plain cloud flag is in hand, the remaining Lidi Yanguang flag can be obtained as long as the opportunity is right. It is not a piece of cake."

As his thoughts turned, an inexplicable pleasure and joy of collecting well-known treasures surged into Yuanlian's heart, and he was in a good mood.

Then Yuanlian, who was in a good mood, glanced at Hongjun, and a light of ill intention and a little regret flashed in his eyes.

Yuanlian knew that Hongjun had many treasures. Even though many of them were damaged during the decisive battle, there were still some, which could be called a mobile treasure house.

If it wasn't for the desire to quickly end this world catastrophe and being a little impatient, Yuanlian might have wanted to pull with Hongjun to see what other treasures he could get from him besides the plain cloud flag.

And Yuanlian knew that Hongjun had the seal of creation on him, which recorded Pangu's creation of the world and the creation of all things in the world!

Yuanlian's previous idea was to borrow the seal of creation from Hongjun to comprehend for a while.

But first of all, it was too abrupt. Second, the seal of creation was not as precious as the best innate spiritual treasure. It was difficult to estimate. Hongjun would definitely not lend it to him for the so-called Dao catastrophe.

So in the end, Yuanlian thought of the plain cloud flag.

Now that the plain cloud flag was in hand, Yuanlian's thoughts were floating, and he had some other ideas, which was completely understandable.

Fortunately, at this time, the remaining great powers of heaven and earth had already arrived near Yuanlian, Hongjun, and Luohou after simply recovering from their injuries. Even Yang Mei, after helping Wangshu recover for a while, floated over and interrupted Yuanlian's fantasies.

Therefore, after quickly gathering his thoughts, Yuanlian nodded slightly, and then briefly talked about Hongjun and Luohou.

Then, Yuanlian first glanced at Shen Ni and Lun Hui, who were covered in cracks and blood, were seriously injured, had accepted their fate, looked very desolate and silent, and then glanced at Hongjun and Luohou, who were also seriously injured, and frowned.

"Two Taoist friends, we, as well as all the sentient beings in this endless world, don't have time to waste here. We need to quickly end the lives of the two emperors as a symbol of the basic perfection of the end of the world's calamity. There can't be too much delay, so do you two Taoist friends still have the energy to kill?"

When Yuan Lian said this, except for Yang Mei who didn't care, the great powers of the world who had survived the world's calamity, such as Yin Yang, Wu Xing, Wang Shu... and even the strong men like the patriarchs of the three tribes not far away, all frowned and looked at Hongjun and Luohou.

"Two Taoist friends, I have heard a little about this so-called Dao calamity, and I know its importance, but this world's calamity must not be neglected. After all, too much time has passed!" A white-haired old Taoist named Tonghai, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, looked at Hongjun and Luohou, frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Yes! We can't delay any longer..."

"We really can't delay any longer. If it doesn't work, let's let Fellow Daoist Yuanlian kill him directly..."

"If the strength is gone, let's all work together to solve it..."

...

As Tonghai spoke, other great powers of heaven and earth also began to speak, and it seemed a bit noisy.

And the Yin-Yang Patriarch, who had a long-standing rift with Hongjun,

The Five Elements Patriarch was fanning the flames and stirring up the emotions of the crowd.

It was also at this time that Luohou's sharp and unruly temper was revealed.

"Hahaha... Don't worry, fellow Taoists, although Shen Ni is powerful, he is now at the end of his rope and has no fighting power. I, Luohou, will kill him with all my strength. If even this takes a lot of time, then I, Luohou, will have no face to live in the world!"

Luohou laughed out loud with his sharp and unruly temper!

Although Luohou's robe is now torn, his body is also covered with scars and blood, but Luohou holds his body very straight, like a war spear piercing the sky, giving people a strange feeling that cannot be looked at directly.

Then, Luohou used some secret method, and his whole body quickly shrank and became almost like a mummy.

But accompanied by this, Luohou slightly shook his mummy-like body, and in an instant, strange black demonic energy continued to gush out and entangle, and triggered the laws of heaven and earth, echoing with it, and making strange demonic sounds that sounded like crying and laughing.

At the same time, Luohou, who looked like a mummy, seemed to have a last ray of light, and the aura that seemed very weak before began to rise wildly in an instant, making Luohou's powerful aura in the middle stage of the Great Dao Daluo Dao Fruit instantly present perfectly.

"This... is such a domineering and strange secret magic power!" Wangshu felt the powerful aura emanating from Luohou now, and couldn't help but condense his beautiful eyes, looking a little shocked.

Wangshu could feel that the aura that Luohou showed now was by no means strong on the outside, that was really restored to all the strength of his heyday, which had to make Wangshu a little shocked.

Wangshu was not very clear about the situation of others, but she was quite clear about her own situation. She knew that she had been seriously injured after the decisive battle, and it was extremely difficult for her to circulate her mana. She had almost no strength left, and it was difficult for her to do much.

Even though she had just undergone a simple treatment by Yang Mei and had taken various elixirs, she still had not recovered. She could only relieve some of the pain and make herself less weak and uncomfortable.

But now Luohou, like her, was in the middle stage of the Great Dao Daluo Dao Fruit, and even broke through to the middle stage of the Great Dao Daluo Dao Fruit in a much shorter time than her.

But now Luohou actually had powerful means to use, which shocked Wangshu and made her smile bitterly. She felt that her endless years of cultivation seemed to have no meaning.

And the remaining great powers of heaven and earth were actually in the same mood as Wangshu. Looking at Luohou, they all had complicated expressions and were hard to describe.

As for Yuanlian, Yang Mei and the other party, Hongjun, one was calm and not surprised; one was indifferent and wandering in the sky; one took out the Pangu Banner, but did not act immediately, but his eyes were shining and he was silent, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Shen Ni! I, Luo Hou, will send you on your way! God-killing Spear; kill..."

Suddenly, the demon ancestor Luo Hou, who looked like a mummy, shouted in a deep voice, holding the very simple, dark and shiny, terrifying God-killing Spear, and stabbed at Shen Ni who was bound and locked by the endless strange black mist chains ejected from the Zhentian Coffin!