Not long after, Tuyuan came over with a roasted wild boar.

"Do you know this rabbit?" Seeing Xu Siyuan and the rabbit talking, Tu Yuan asked.

"I've seen it once before. ”

Tu Yuan smiled: "Then don't eat it, this little rabbit can't eat a few bites of meat." I suddenly remembered that Chang'e likes small animals, maybe she will like this white rabbit. ”

"Who is Chang'e?" asked White Rabbit.

"Chang'e is the first beauty of my Wu clan except for the ancestral witch!"

The white rabbit said disdainfully: "If I transform in the future, I will definitely be a big beauty." ”

Tu Yuan laughed and said: "Just you, at most you will be a little beauty in the future, you will never be as good as Chang'e." ”

White Rabbit said unconvinced: "That's not necessarily, Dao Chief, do you think I will become a big beauty in the future?"

Xu Siyuan said: "There are two kinds of beauty, one is the beauty that satisfies the world's vision, and the other is because when you meet the eyes, you think it is the most beautiful in your heart, which of the two kinds of beauty do you choose?"

The white rabbit didn't understand, and after thinking about it, he muttered, "Can you have both kinds of beauty?"

Xu Siyuan smiled: "You are greedy. ”

"Hehe," the little white rabbit stuck out his tongue, "Dao Chief, I want to eat meat." ”

"Go, you rabbit wants meat too. Tu Yuan said in disgust.

Xu Siyuan tore off a piece of meat and handed it to the little white rabbit, who took a bite with an excited face, and then spit it out.

"It's not delicious!" said the little white rabbit, "at least I know that the meat is not tasty after I have tasted it, and I was not told by others." ”

"Do you still want to drink?" asked Xu Siyuan with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" the little white rabbit hurriedly said.

Suddenly, Xu Siyuan looked up and looked north, "I can only invite you to drink next time, I have to go." ”

"Dao Chief," Little White Rabbit and Tu Yuan were about to say something more, but Xu Siyuan couldn't wait for them to finish.

Xu Siyuan went with his sword.

Because Xu Siyuan sensed the breath of the gourd.

It was the gourd he had guarded for countless years.

Someone is using the gourd fighting method, if Xu Siyuan guessed correctly, that person should be Hongyun.

Is the red cloud going to fall today?

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The vegetation was destroyed, and the mountains were razed to the ground.

Red Cloud barely maintained a standing position, and there was a huge wound on Red Cloud's back, and above Red Cloud's head, the Nine Nine Scattered Gourd was emitting bursts of red light to protect Red Cloud.

Dozens of corpses lay around the red clouds, and the broken magic weapon array was scattered all over the ground.

Kunpeng glanced at the gourd with some jealousy and said, "Hongyun, hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and I'll let you go." ”

"No wonder you had to invite me to the Heavenly Palace to drink last time Emperor Jun got married, it turned out to be an ambush on my way back to Wuzhuang Temple, but you Kunpeng has only taught a group of your own minions after being a demon master for so many years!

Kunpeng and Hongyun are both at the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood, and Hongyun's cultivation is even higher than Kunpeng, but when he broke the formation, he faced the sneak attack of a quasi-saint who had been planning for countless years, and Hongyun's injuries were extremely serious.

In the face of Hongyun's ridicule, Kunpeng did not feel ashamed: "If my demon clan can produce a saint, it will be worth the price it takes, and,"

"That Hongmeng purple qi should have been mine!" Kunpeng's voice was full of hatred and remorse.

Back then, Dao Ancestor Hongjun in Zixiao Palace gave seven Hongmeng purple qi, if it weren't for Hongyun to give up his seat, he Kunpeng should also have a Hongmeng purple qi.

Kunpeng waved his front paws as he spoke, what if he was a disciple of Dao Ancestor.

In the face of the opportunity of sanctification, who can not be tempted!

He Kunpeng is going to fight for this opportunity to become holy today!

Kunpeng is not short of treasures, but his most powerful weapon is his own minions.

Kunpeng waved his claws, and this move was called Demon God Split.

One move, you can crack the demon god!

The claws approached, Hongyun gritted his teeth and gave up his body and escaped out of the original god, and the original god entered the gourd, and the ninety-nine scattered gourd suddenly emitted a red light in the sky.

Hongyun didn't plan to run away at all, there was a kun in the North Underworld, its name was Peng, and Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles.

Kunpeng's speed can be said to be the fastest among the quasi-saints.

Faced with the red light emitted by the ninety-nine scattered gourd, Kunpeng didn't dare to make a hard connection.

"How long can your red cloud last?"

Kunpeng waved his hand, rain fell from the sky, there was fire boundless, and the wind came hustly...

A saint can change the color of the desolation, but he Kunpeng can also rule this small world.

Hongyun was already seriously injured, and now that he had no body, the red light emitted by the Ninety-Nine Scattered Gourd quickly became extremely thin.

Kunpeng immediately took out his claws, and Kunpeng's claws tore through the red light, and directly grabbed Hongyun's primordial spirit out of the gourd.

Kunpeng tore the Red Cloud Yuan Shen in half, and suddenly a purple qi appeared in the Red Cloud Yuan Shen.

This purple qi is unpredictable and incomparable.

It's that Hongmeng purple gas!

At this moment, a sword qi slashed straight towards Kunpeng, it was Xu Siyuan, who was one step late.

To be honest, Xu Siyuan really didn't expect Hongyun to lose so quickly, Xu Siyuan's slashing plum still has a sword qi that reaches the sky, which is Xu Siyuan's biggest reliance.

He originally planned to join forces with Hongyun, but Xu Siyuan was still late.

Moreover, this piece of heaven and earth has been imprisoned, but it cannot enter or exit, and Xu Siyuan can only make a move.

"Even you, you want to hurt me!"

Kunpeng's demonic energy was agitated, Kunpeng waved his hand, and the wind and clouds between heaven and earth surged, and the aura of endless heaven and earth gathered.

The space is imprisoned between thoughts, and the aura of heaven and earth obeys orders with a wave of his hand.

This is the strength of the quasi-saint peak.

"It turned out to be you, but I also killed the disciple of the Dao Ancestor, so what if I kill a saint disciple today. ”

Kunpeng swallowed the Red Cloud Yuan Shen and the Hongmeng Purple Qi in one gulp, and then turned to face Xu Siyuan.

The moment Kunpeng's gaze came, Xu Siyuan felt as if he had been abandoned by heaven and earth, and he could no longer absorb the slightest aura from his surroundings.

Xu Siyuan stood upside down with cold hair, which was an instinctive reaction that was in danger of death.

Although Kunpeng could still be seen, it seemed that Kunpeng was overlooking Xu Siyuan from a high altitude that Xu Siyuan couldn't reach.

Before he saw Kunpeng make a move, Xu Siyuan immediately took out his sword without hesitation.

It was the last sword qi that Tongtian had given Xu Siyuan.

The sword qi filled the heavens and the earth, and Xu Siyuan only then realized that Kunpeng's front paws were less than a hundred feet away from him.

If it was a little later, Xu Siyuan wouldn't even have a chance to draw a sword.

"Good sword!"

The sword qi was incomparable, and Kunpeng retreated again and again.

But in fact, Xu Siyuan's sword didn't cause any damage to Kunpeng at all, because Xu Siyuan couldn't lock Kunpeng's position at all.

This is the sword of the saint, but the person who made the sword is too far behind the saint.

However, Xu Siyuan's sword broke Kunpeng's imprisonment on this piece of heaven and earth.

Kunpeng no longer paid attention to Xu Siyuan, and Kunpeng turned around and disappeared in front of Xu Siyuan.

Kunpeng rose in the wind, and the speed was really fast.

Hongmeng Ziqi was in his hands, Kunpeng had already gotten what he wanted, and Kunpeng didn't know that Xu Siyuan would not be able to swing such a sword again.

After all, Hongyun is a disciple of Dao Ancestor, and if he stays here, he may have many twists and turns.

Kunpeng walked extremely decisively, leaving only a ninety-nine scattered gourd in place.

After thousands of years, the gourd once again returned to Xu Siyuan's hands.

It's just that the person who once came to pick the gourd is no longer there!

Red Cloud ····· Fall!