Facing a pair of hostile eyes, the strong man said word by word:

"Old thief, Demon Ancestor asked me to say hello to you."

As soon as the words fell.

A large mass of samadhi fire, from the inside out, burned the strong man completely, leaving no trace.

Hongjun Daozu's face was gloomy, his eyes looked into the depths of chaos, and he secretly said in his heart:

"Rahu! You despicable villain! ”

"I want to disrupt the Poor Road Project!"

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and other great supernatural powers, when they heard the word "Demon Ancestor", their faces changed greatly.

That was the old year, and the powerhouse of the same generation as Zu Long almost destroyed the flood wilderness!

Only lost a Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm puppet, and threw the black cauldron to Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, who was distressed.

……

The Heavens Ring.

The world of the gods.

Wuzhuang view.

Under the ginseng fruit tree, Hongyun lazily pinched a ginseng fruit, put it in his mouth, tasted the taste, and said with emotion:

"Brother Zhenyuan Dao, I understand, no wonder those Taoist friends are thinking about sanctification, it turns out that only by becoming holy can we be eternal and immortal."

"Hey, after so many years, things are not people."

At the end, Hongyun's tone was a little low.

After returning from the resurrection this time, he found that the flood had become a little unknown to him.

If it weren't for his best friend Zhen Yuanzi still standing in front of him alive, he would be a little scared that he would take the initiative to go to the underworld to be reincarnated because he was lonely.

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he shook his head and said:

"Hongyun, you sentimental temperament, it's time to change it."

"All living beings feel that the saint is omnipotent, but they don't know that the most powerful and terrifying power in this heaven and earth is the word years."

"In the past, when the Sanqing family was not separated, it was still harmonious, but once it became holy, with Taoism, the people were like changing individuals."

Between words.

Zhen Yuanzi tapped his finger, and a picture appeared.

I saw that over the Golden Turtle Island, the Taiqing saint stood with his hands in his hands, and the aura around him was mysterious, simple, and as indifferent as the way of heaven.

And opposite the Taiqing Sage, there was the Tongtian Sect Master who was holding the Qingping Sword.

At a certain moment, a stream of immortal light flew out of the Golden Turtle Island, and under the leadership of Duobao, they headed towards Chaoge.

The figure of the Taiqing saint disappeared, and the Tongtian Sect Master turned his head as if he was aware of it, glanced at the direction of Wuzhuang Temple, and said:

"Hongyun Daoyou, it's not easy to come back, just listen to the words of Zhenyuan Daoyou, stay in Wuzhuang Temple with peace of mind, don't go into the robbery again."

With that, the Tongtian Sect Master disappeared.

Hongyun raised his head, his gaze seemed to cross space, falling on the chaos, and said in surprise:

"Brother Zhenyuan Dao, Taiqing and Tongtian Sect Master, shouldn't they fight in Chaos?"

Zhen Yuanzi dispersed the picture and nodded:

"It's already a fight, you're still so slow to react."

"Shang, the day of the decisive battle of the two Han dynasties is approaching, and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable will naturally not sit idly by and watch the Tongtian Sect Master enter the robbery."

"Only Taiqing, the head of the Three Qings, can steadily suppress the Tongtian Sect Master."

Hongyun still felt a little incredible, after all, his memory stayed before he fell.

At that time, Nuwa, Taiqing, Primordial and others were sanctified one after another.

And he was also a Hongmeng purple qi, but he couldn't find a chance to become holy at all, and his best friend Zhen Yuanzi retreated again.

Therefore, when he was bored, he thought about traveling through the wilderness and visiting a few old friends, but he never thought that he would not be able to come back......

Zhen Yuanzi saw Hongyun's appearance and asked:

"Hongyun, you shouldn't still be entangled in Kunpeng's affairs, right?"

"Even if I had a lot of friends in the past, but for the sake of Hongmeng Purple Qi, he made your soul fly away, and this matter can never be denied."

"If you can't bear to do it, then let me do it for you."

The world only knows that Hongyun died at the hands of Kunpeng, and between the two, there is a blood feud that shares the sky.

However, only Zhen Yuanzi, or other guests of Zixiao Palace who were lucky enough to survive, knew that in the past, Kunpeng and Hongyun were also close friends.

No, it's not just them, but also Emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the River Styx, all of whom have sat together and discussed.

It's just that, with the passage of time, in order to compete for the holy throne, old friends from the past have drawn their swords against each other.

Hongyun came back to his senses and said with a wry smile:

"Brother Zhenyuan Dao, I just came back from resurrection, and I have to slow down, let's talk about this matter later."

"That's right, Qinghu Daoyou, Yuzhu Daoyou, Panwang Daoyou...... Where are they all hiding and cultivating? ”

"These guys are really, watching me being ambushed by Kunpeng, and they don't come to the rescue."

"Especially this guy Qinghu, I have to share with him if I have any good things, this guy is really hateful!"

Speaking of those best friends, Hongyun's teeth itched with anger.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Ze and those guys don't talk about it, they are in the same group as Kunpeng, and they will definitely not rescue him.

But the green fox, the friends of the Pan King who used to drink and talk together, are too hateful, and they watched him fall.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's face turned different, and after drinking all the wine in the cup, he said softly:

"Red Cloud, it's not that they don't want to come, they can't."

"King Pan specializes in cultivating Gu worms, and wants to find another way to become holy, but before the Taiqing saints became sanctified, they fell."

"Qinghu Daoyou, he has always had no quarrel with the world, and he has not committed any crimes with Heavenly Court, Wu Clan, and Qiu, but because of this, he was targeted by the Wu Clan and also fell."

"Xuangui Daoyou won't talk about it, he inherited the destiny of heaven, his limbs turned into heavenly pillars, and his true spirit was reincarnated and became the emperor of the earth, Shennong, who seems to have forgotten the past."

"Yuzhu Daoyou ......"

As Zhen Yuanzi narrated, the smile on Hongyun's face gradually disappeared, and the whole person was silent.

……

Western teaching.

The Zhun Ti sage sat cross-legged on the lotus, perceiving the chaos of the saint battle, and said with a smile:

"Senior brother, these three Qings are really hypocritical, these brothers are killing each other."

"Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are brothers, and they fell together in the Lich Tribulation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, except for the Houtu, they can also be regarded as life and death."

"Only the Sanqing transformed by the Pangu Great God Yuan Shen, since its birth, it has often quarreled, and now, it has been a big fight."

The guide glanced at the gloating guide and reminded:

"Senior brother, just say a few words, the three clears are not compatible, but the dispute between ideas and avenues, is not as simple as you see."

Let's not talk about being too clear, just talk about the primordial Tianzun who expounds the truth of heaven and earth and walks along the sky, and the Tongtian Sect Master who intercepts the number of days and goes against the sky.

It would be really strange if these two people could be brothers, friends, and brothers.

"Huh"

A chaotic sword qi broke through the air and landed on the Western Sect.

"Boom"

In an instant, the earth rolled, and countless innate spirit roots were destroyed.

Yuan Shi Tianzun's indifferent voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Lead, Zhun Ti, Chaos Battle!"

Moment.

Zhun Ti's face turned blue, and he scolded:

"Primordial Heavenly Venerable, you've gone too far!"

"This time, our senior brothers didn't provoke you!"

The guide slowly stood up, stepped out, and disappeared in place, and the voice sounded in Zhun Ti's ears:

"Senior brother, you can't see that the original senior brother wants to hold us back, and he can't interfere in the decisive battle between Shang and the Han Dynasty."

"It's just that I just don't know who is going to drag the Peaceful Heart Saint." (End of chapter)