In this case, Hongjun's expression was extremely indifferent, and after receiving Fuxi's soul, he flew away, his eyes locked on the body of the Lord of Death, and he said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist, Fuxi is my Honghuang monk, please go back!"

"Hongjun, you must do bad things to me!"

His brows furrowed, the Lord of Death glared at Hongjun, and the space behind him distorted, and bone spurs could be seen emerging, and the aura of death swept through the audience at this moment.

"This is the last word of advice!"

Not caring about the threatening posture of the Lord of Death, Hongjun just waved his hand, and the bone spurs that were enough to instantly kill the quasi-saint collapsed and turned into powder scattered and empty.

After doing all this, Hongjun locked his eyes on the Lord of Death, and did not continue to say anything, but the meaning was self-evident, if the Lord of Death was not interested, he was afraid that he would do it directly.

"Damn it!"

With his fists clenched, the Lord of Death immediately showed a look of jealousy.

She can clearly feel how huge the gap between herself and Hongjun is, and the current Hongjun is definitely not comparable to herself at this moment.

"Hongjun, I wrote down this account!"

With a heavy breath, the Lord of Death held back the unwillingness in his heart, turned and took a step, and the space collapsed, and his figure disappeared.

"Withdrawn!"

"It's really withdrawn!"

This scene made Dijun and others shake in their hearts.

There is no doubt about the strength of the Lord of Death, but he also had to be retreated by Hongjun's words, which shows how powerful Hongjun is as the first saint of the flood wilderness.

"Demon Emperor!"

At this moment, Hongjun suddenly opened his mouth to call out to Di Jun, and a pair of eyes were staring at him at this moment.

In an instant, Di Jun's body was tense, and the whole person could clearly feel a chill rising, his scalp tingled for a while, and he looked at Hongjun again, the color of jealousy in his heart was extremely strong, but soon he also restrained such emotions.

After all, in this era, he is the master of the calamity, even if Hongjun is angry and wants to kill him, it is impossible to make a move, after all, the way of heaven is there, unless Hongjun does not want to go further, otherwise it is absolutely impossible for him to take Dijun well.

"I don't know what the ancestors have to teach you?"

Taking a deep breath, Di Jun clenched his fists and saluted, although he gave enough respect, the fear in his heart had completely dissipated.

"Without him!"

Glancing at Di Jun, Hongjun's brows furrowed slightly, but he soon stretched, and said indifferently: "The red hydrangea is Nuwa's thing, please return it to the Demon Emperor!"

Red hydrangea!

I still want this!

His pupils shrank, and Di Jun's face turned ugly.

He knows very well what opportunities are contained in the red hydrangea, if he returns it to Hongjun at this time, he is afraid that the latter will not hesitate to give it to Nuwa again, and when the time comes, Nuwa will earn merit with the help of the red hydrangea to go further, which is definitely a huge threat to himself.

"I'm sorry, Bendi can't agree to this!"

With a flash of color in his eyes, Emperor Jun raised his head and looked at Hongjun and said, "The Innate Spirit Treasure is in it, since this emperor can take away the red hydrangea from Nuwa's hands, it means that this thing belongs to this emperor!"

"Dao Ancestor wants to return the red hydrangea, but such a simple sentence is not enough, or is Dao Ancestor already domineering enough to make all the desolate creatures immortal and act according to his own plan and will?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the monks inside and outside the audience changed.

If nothing else, Di Jun's words are a little too serious, but they also have to be taken seriously.

If Hongjun really wants to control everything, and even let everyone not be allowed to disobey his will, then what is himself? What is his own hard work? What is the path he has cultivated?

"The Demon Emperor can't help but exaggerate a little!"

The frowning brows were difficult to stretch, Hongjun glanced at Di Jun deeply, and then said: "I don't mean to manipulate anyone, but the red hydrangea is of great use to Nuwa, but it has no effect in your hands!"

"So what!"

Without waiting for Hongjun to finish speaking, Di Jun did not hesitate to open his mouth and said: "This emperor is the emperor of the demon clan, what if the innate spirit treasure can't be used, it's not bad for me to put it there as a background wall!"

"What comes to the hands of the emperor is the emperor's, and it's not impossible for Daozu to want the red hydrangea, but if he wants to let the emperor hand it over, doesn't the emperor want to save face?"

Ruthless!

Dare to call Ban Daozu!

Sanqing and other monks all looked sideways, unbelievable that Emperor Jun was so fearless, that was Hongjun, that was Dao Ancestor, that was the first saint of heaven and earth.

Even the twelve ancestral witches are in awe at this moment, although the lich is a feud, but Di Jun's angry posture is also admirable, after all, they only respect Pangu, but they have to be afraid of Hongjun's existence.

"And what are you going to do?"

A flash of anger in his eyes disappeared, Hongjun's eyes stared at Di Jun, although he didn't mean to make a move, but the clear-eyed people could also see that the latter's patience was on the verge of the limit.

"If Dao Ancestor wants it, this emperor will naturally not hide it privately!"

glanced at Hongjun, but Di Jun was not afraid, he didn't see his angry expression, and said indifferently: "As long as Dao Ancestor gives that Qiankun Ding to this emperor, the red hydrangea emperor still doesn't care!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the audience were stunned.

This is the second time that Di Jun has asked Hongjun for Qiankun Ding.

Different from the ignorance of the first Honghuang Divine Mansion, now they all know that Qiankun Ding is an innate treasure, and has the ability to return to the acquired innate ability, in such a situation, Hongjun can agree? That is simply wishful thinking.

"You should know it's impossible!"

Taking a deep breath, Hongjun refused without hesitation, took out a lotus seed with a move in his right hand and threw it out, "This lotus seed is called the Mixed Yuan Lotus Seed, it is the fifth lotus seed bred when the Thirty-six Rank Chaos Blue Lotus was broken, if it can be activated and grown, it can be comparable to the top innate spirit treasure, and even in terms of defensive power, it is not inferior to the innate treasure Taiji Diagram!"

Mixed Yuan Lotus Seed!

The fifth lotus seed of the thirty-six rank Chaos Blue Lotus!

Di Jun was shocked, he really hadn't heard of the existence of a fifth lotus seed in the thirty-six rank Chaos Blue Lotus, and it was impossible for Hongjun to lie, if this was the case, then the value of this lotus seed really surpassed that of the red hydrangea.

The most important thing is that this Hongjun is obviously bound to ask for the red hydrangea, although Dijun can hold on for a while, but if Hongjun is really provoked, the situation will only be worse at that time.

On the contrary, if you can take this opportunity to exchange the red hydrangea for this mixed yuan lotus seed, it is also a good deal, compared to the merit that the red hydrangea is related to, then the innate gourd vine in your own hands can decide the matter sooner or later.

"Okay, Bendi agreed!"

The corners of his mouth rose, and after Di Jun made a decision in his heart, he did not hesitate, reached out and grabbed the mixed yuan lotus seed, and without hesitation, he took out the red hydrangea and threw it to Hongjun and said: "Dao Ancestor, you can take this thing away, if it is obtained by this emperor, this emperor will not return it at will!"