Chapter 117 Red Cloud Is in Trouble
"Kill! Kill! Kill!..."
The huge voice spread throughout the prehistoric world. Between heaven and earth, a blood-colored sky rose up, the sea of blood rolled, the blood waves surged, the world turned upside down, the wind and clouds lost their color, the sky changed drastically, and the killing intent was shocking, making many prehistoric great masters feel a tremor in their hearts, and an endless chill rushed straight to their foreheads.
Above the nine heavens, countless merits fell again. After the Styx absorbed these merits, the whole body's momentum rose again, breaking through the late quasi-saint stage, and directly reached the quasi-saint perfection, and then stopped.
This made the powerful people who were paying attention to him in the prehistoric world jump their eyelids, tremble with fear, and finally stopped at the quasi-saint perfection. They realized that their hearts were in their throats, but seeing that the Styx did not become a saint, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's good that he didn't become a saint, it really scared us to death.
Minghe found that his strength had indeed increased a lot, but he had not broken through to become a quasi-saint. He immediately pointed at the sky with an angry look and cursed loudly:
"Damn God, why didn't I break through to become a saint? Heaven is unfair!"
After a long time, when he calmed down, he counted with his fingers and couldn't help but sighed: "Ah! It's God's will... It's really God's will."
He gradually calmed down. It wasn't that he gave up the way of the saint, but at that moment, he understood what he was missing.
Sainthood! To become a saint of the way of heaven, what he lacked was the sainthood...
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was a thousand years. The prehistoric world was still the same. What should have changed had not changed, and what shouldn't have changed had not changed. No matter who was missing, the prehistoric world was still moving forward.
Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun walked out of the quiet room. He didn't refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi at all. He couldn't help but feel discouraged, but he also knew that it was difficult to achieve the Great Dao. It was just that the others who got the Hongmeng Purple Qi became saints, but he was the only one who had no thoughts. He was a little anxious in his heart.
"Alas, it has been five thousand years since the two people in the West established a religion and became saints, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi has not been refined at all. Where is my chance to become a saint? I haven't been to the prehistoric world for many years. It is incredible that a free and unrestrained person like me, Hongyun, can stay in one place for thousands or tens of thousands of years! Alas... I don't know if my old friends are doing well now?"
Hongyun himself is a very casual person. It's the first time for him to be in seclusion for such a long time. How can he bear the loneliness? Now that the Hongmeng Purple Qi has not been refined at all, he has been very irritated in his heart. He immediately thought about going out to the prehistoric world to meet his old friends.
While his good friend Zhen Yuanzi was in retreat, Hong Yun walked out of Wuzhuang Temple and walked towards the prehistoric world cautiously. After playing for a long time, nothing unexpected happened. Taoist Hong Yun thought, who dares to snatch the Hongmeng purple qi given by the Taoist ancestor? Suddenly, his mind became bigger, and he began to play in the prehistoric world unscrupulously, like a bird out of a cage.
However, he underestimated the temptation of the Heavenly Dao Saint after all.
However, in a short period of time, after walking out of the Wanshou Mountain, a sudden change occurred! The surrounding space was distorted, and then a dark sky covered it, with bright stars flashing one after another, and a loud and arrogant laugh was heard:
"Haha! Hongyun, you finally came out, and it's worth our thousand years of waiting!"
Hongyun's heart sank suddenly when he saw the sudden change around him. He forced himself to calm down. When he heard the voice of the person coming, he immediately knew it was the voice of Donghuang Taiyi. It seemed that they had planned today's events long ago, and they were just waiting for him to get in. But he himself was no pushover, and he shouted immediately:
"Taiyi, you and I have no grudges, why are you plotting against me?"
"Why are you plotting against you? Haha!"
Donghuang Taiyi seemed to have heard the best joke in the world, and he continued loudly:
"Haha, Hongyun, don't you understand now? I really don't know whether to say that you are simple-minded or pretending to be so. Just because you have something you shouldn't have! This reason alone is enough for us to take action."
"Hongmeng Purple Qi? You are for Hongmeng Purple Qi!" Hongyun said after realizing it a little.
"You are not stupid! If you know what's good for you, hand over Hongmeng Purple Qi quickly. Otherwise, I will let you taste the power of my demon clan's Zhoutian Star Array." Donghuang Taiyi shouted loudly.
"How dare you do this? This Hongmeng Purple Qi was given by Daozu. You actually came to rob it. Aren't you afraid of Daozu's blame!" Hongyun said angrily.
"Haha, Hongyun, you still don't understand! Why don't you think about it carefully, why you are the only one who got the Hongmeng Purple Qi and was not accepted as a disciple by Daozu? From the moment you got the Hongmeng Purple Qi, you were calculated! Haha!"
Taiyi looked at Hongyun like a fool and laughed arrogantly.
"I don't believe it! Taiyi, you are bullying me too much. Today I will let you know how powerful I am!"
As he said, Hongyun took out a small bell, which was the Soul-Stirring Bell. When the bell sounded, it could shake the cultivator's soul. This was the innate spiritual treasure that Hongyun got by accident. Although he did not get the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd as in the original trajectory, he got the Soul-Stirring Bell, which was similar to the Fallen Bell in Yuanshi's hand.
He released a piece of red sand, which he made with his original body when he transformed. It was specially used to hurt people's souls. It was extremely vicious. It was even more powerful when used together with the Soul-shaking Bell.
Donghuang Taiyi hurriedly dodged and organized the demon gods to launch a simplified version of the Zhoutian Star Array. Suddenly, a series of bright starlight fell, turning into pieces of silver waterfalls, rushing over, shaking the world, and suppressing Hongyun.
Hongyun was naturally unwilling to be suppressed, and immediately rose up to resist, urging his magic power, and the red sand transformed, dyeing the sky red, as if it was commemorating the dead.
Covering the sky with red dust for three thousand feet, scattering 90,000 souls of immortals and gods!
Red clouds spread all over the Zhoutian, and red sand was scattered in the world. Once it sticks to the demon gods, their souls will be scattered. At this time, countless demon gods were surrounded by red clouds, and their souls were turbulent, as if they were trying to get away.
"Dang——"
At this moment, a melodious bell sounded. The bell sound was not loud, but it was like an invisible force that spread into the hearts of the demon gods, making their souls more and more turbulent and their minds almost lost.
Boom!
At this moment,. Endless waterfalls of stars fell, covering the sky and the earth, suppressing the ten thousand feet of red dust. A lot of red sand fell around Hongyun, and the surrounding demon gods woke up one after another. They were a little ashamed that so many people were almost killed by one person. So, in order to cover up this shame, they all took charge of the formation and suppressed Hongyun.
Hongyun secretly regretted in his heart that he did not listen to the advice of his old friend Zhen Yuanzi and should not have come out to play in the prehistoric world without refining the Hongmeng purple qi. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine for him in this world.
Fortunately, at this moment of life and death, his reinforcements arrived!
However, when Zhen Yuanzi was practicing just now, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart. He was awakened from his practice, and after counting with his fingers, he immediately figured out that his friend was in trouble. At that moment, he hurried out of Wuzhuang Temple and chased in the direction of Hongyun.
Fortunately, Hongyun did not go far these days, but just swam outside the territory of Wuzhuang Temple. Zhen Yuanzi turned into a stream of light and quickly rushed over, just in time to catch up with the scene in front of him.
Seeing the starlight fading in front of him and the space obscured, Zhen Yuanzi quickly sacrificed the Lingbao Di Shu and blasted towards the formation without thinking too much!
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