In an unknown mountainous area in the western part of the flood wilderness, many mountains are broken at this time, and groups of trees are crooked, and they are in a mess.

Hongyun was injured and stood in front of the collapsed mountain, his spirit treasure Jiujiu Soul Scattering Gourd was also damaged and was taken into his body. Opposite him, Kunpeng landed steadily from the sky, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he sneered.

"Hongyun, today you will definitely fall here, or hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, you don't deserve it, give it to this ancestor, I will let you die happily." ”

"Phew!" Hongyun spat out blood, and then said:

"Kunpeng, at this moment, you are still delusional about getting the opportunity to become holy from the poor road, Hongmeng Purple Qi, don't dream. If you have the ability, you can get it yourself, and you want me to Hongyun to give it with both hands, but there is no door!"

"I'm still so hard-mouthed when I'm dying, I really didn't expect you to have such backbone, since you have repeatedly rejected the kindness of this ancestor, then I have nothing to say to you, suffer death!" Kunpeng finished speaking, and stepped forward again with his spear, stabbing towards the red cloud.

Time seemed to freeze at this time, Hongyun looked at the spear that was about to stab him, his face was indifferent, and he didn't resist, let the spear penetrate his body, and when Kunpeng's gun-wielding hand approached him, he was pulled by Hongyun.

Hongyun was hit hard because of this, but he looked at Kunpeng in front of him with a smile on his face, and the blood in his mouth kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and he didn't wipe it.

Kunpeng's hand was held and couldn't move for a while, he noticed Hongyun's expression, his heart was cold, and he had some bad premonitions in his mind, so he began to struggle to pull his hand out of Hongyun, but he couldn't do it, he yelled angrily, clenched his left hand into a fist, and while pounding Hongyun's chest, he said loudly:

"Red Cloud Piff, what do you want to do, let go of your dirty hands. ”

Hongyun's chest received another blow, making his face pale, but the palm he held Kunpeng's right hand increased its strength, making it impossible for Kunpeng to break free.

"Kunpeng, what do you want to do?" Hongyun asked with a smile.

"You madman, let go, this ancestor doesn't know what you're going to do!" Kunpeng said angrily.

"Haha! cough~" Seeing Kunpeng's performance, Hongyun laughed, but because he pulled the wound too hard, he coughed and kept coughing, and after recovering a little, he laughed again, really like crazy.

"You guessed it, didn't you, Kunpeng, you and I are about the same strength, and we don't know how long it will take to decide the winner, which will attract other monks, and Poor Dao will have a chance to escape.

But you have a lot of means, and you can actually lay out such a powerful formation, not to mention the breath of war here, and let it always provide you with consumed mana.

In this way, the final fate of the poor road can only be consumed to death by you, since this is the case, then I will directly let you get your wish.

How's that, Kunpeng. At this time, your Lingbao spear has hit the poor Dao hard, and above this Lingbao, I also feel a power to devour the Yuan Shen, it seems that the Poor Dao is really about to fall. ”

"Since you know that you can't do it, let's die, what are you still holding on to my ancestor, do you want to die together? Kunpeng said very confidently, but his face was gloomy and about to drip water, and his pupils kept contracting.

"Together, it seems that you really know that the poor road is about to blow himself up. Of course, I have the idea of keeping you here, but I also know that it is unrealistic, and you, as the demon master of the demon clan, must have a lot of means.

But so what, because not only will you not be able to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but you will also be seriously injured, and you don't know how long it will take to recover.

Moreover, with your arrogant temper, you must have offended a lot of Honghuang monks before. Poor Dao's self-detonation, your formation will not be able to resist this kind of power, and then all living beings in the desolation will know what is happening here.

At that time, a half-dead Kunpeng will definitely attract the attention of many people, maybe you won't live long, and you won't know if you will come down to accompany the poor, haha!" Hongyun said this, and laughed out loud again, he was ready to blow himself up at any time.

Looking back on the past, the freedom and freedom when he was just born, the friendship after knowing Zhen Yuanzi, the fascination of Zixiao Palace, the fascination of Zixiao Palace, and the scenes passed in front of his eyes, although he failed to become holy in the end, Hongyun felt that this life was in vain.

Kunpeng looked at the red cloud that had begun to swell, his eyes were bloodshot, and after cursing loudly to the madman, he injected all his mana into the demon master hall to defend against the next big explosion.

Yang Yi and Hu Duo'er in the distance have been paying attention to the movement here, and when they saw the state of the red cloud, the little fox was anxious, she shook Yang Yi's arm, and said urgently:

"Brother Yang, hurry up and save the people of Hongyun Dao, he is going to be forced to death by Kunpeng, the big villain!"

But Yang Yi shook his head, and then said:

"Dor, this is not the time for me to make a move. I have the ability to save Hongyun's life right now, but he no longer has the mentality and fighting spirit like this time, his character is too loose, if he doesn't really die once, he won't grow, and it is impossible to become a saint.

This is an opportunity, with the help of Kunpeng's pressure, so that he can let go of all the restraints and speed up the fusion of the Hongmeng purple qi in his body, even if he falls after the self-explosion, your brother Yang has a way to resurrect him, don't worry. ”

"But does it have to be like this? It's nothing if you don't become a saint!" asked the little fox, puzzled.

"It has to be that way. Duo'er, you have been living under the protection of others, you used to be protected by your grandfather, and now you are protected by me, so you don't know too well how cruel the law of survival above the flood is, if you don't become holy, you will end up as an ant, look at it carefully, Hongyun can't die. ”

After listening to Yang Yi's words, although Hu Duoer still couldn't understand it, she didn't say anything more, she knew that Yang Yi's approach was definitely correct, so she could only endure the discomfort in her heart and continue to watch.

At this time, the red cloud had already bulged into a spherical shape, and he thought in his heart, farewell to the flood wilderness, farewell to Zhenyuan, and then there was a complete loud bang that reached the sky.

Boom~Boom~

The mountains disappeared completely, the rocks and trees evaporated, and an abyss appeared on the ground, with no bottom in sight. Yang Yi protected Hu Duoer's safety and kept her from being harmed in the slightest.

When the smoke cleared here, Hongyun could no longer be seen, and Kunpeng was also lying on the ground with a wound all over his body at this time, and the Demon Master Hall was affected and collapsed halfway, and the spear that penetrated Hongyun's body disappeared along with Hongyun.

Kunpeng turned his head with difficulty to look at the bottomless pit on the side, gritted his teeth, and his heart was cold. This time, not only did he fail to get the coveted Hongmeng Purple Qi, but he also suffered so many injuries now, which can be described as a heavy loss.

As Hongyun said before, Kunpeng had offended a lot of monks, so he didn't dare to stay here longer, and after barely suppressing his injuries, he rushed to the direction of Heavenly Court, and only where he could get a safe retreat and heal his wounds.

Yang Yi looked at the back of Kunpeng's laborious cloud leaving, shook his head, pulled the little fox who was crying on the side, and walked towards the abyss in front of him.

"Woo woo ~ the Red Cloud Dao people are dead!" the little fox cried sadly.

"Okay Duo'er, don't cry, Brother Yang will resurrect Hongyun now, okay!" Yang Yi said helplessly.

"Really? Brother Yang can really do it?" Although she had always believed in Yang Yi's strength, it was too unbelievable to resurrect a person who had exploded and died, so she asked with some certainty.

"Don't worry, when did Brother Yang lie to you. Don't move around now, and I'll take care of the rest." Yang Yi said confidently.

"Well, I listen to Brother Yang. The little fox immediately stood aside obediently. After staring at the abyss for a while, Yang Yi also began the work of resurrecting the red cloud.