Chapter 181 The Tragedy of the Great Disaster
Yangmei and others recovered a little and were already waiting outside the formation. When they saw the Zhuxian Sword Formation disintegrating, they immediately rushed over with interest.
But they saw Hongjun divided into four, each holding a top-level spiritual treasure, which was pierced by a jade sword. Luo Hu's breath was weak and he laughed wildly.
Among the four Hongjun, three figures disappeared and reunited into one body, turning into a ball of purple energy.
Hongjun walked out of the purple aura and said:
"Friend Taoist, it's really a good trick. If Pindao hadn't deliberately taken precautions, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to escape this disaster today."
After Hongjun finished speaking, cracks appeared on the jade plate on top, covering almost the entire surface of the spiritual treasure.
"But if fellow Taoist monks have no other means, the battle between immortals and demons will come to an end today."
Luo Hu's face was full of unwillingness, he turned around and shouted to Yangmei and others:
"Hongjun's deliberate delay before was the real culprit that killed fellow Taoist Five Elements. Fellow Taoists, please join me in killing this beast!"
"Fellow Taoist Yin-Yang, you and Taoist friend Five Elements have always had a deep relationship. How can you tolerate this?"
While Luo Hu was shouting, his black robe waved, and a sky curtain drooped, which reflected Hongjun's previous explanation to Luo Hu.
When Patriarch Yin and Yang saw this scene, his eyes immediately turned red, and he took the lead to take action. The Tai Chi diagram showed the Huajin Bridge, pointing straight at Hongjun.
Before Yangmei and Qiankun Patriarch could stop him, Yin Yang Patriarch had already charged towards Hongjun.
Luo Hu smiled, a black light flashed in his eyes, and then retracted the World-Destroying Great Mill, and at the same time, the energy in his body connected the heaven and the earth invisibly.
Hongjun frowned slightly, wondering why the Yin Yang ancestor was so unwise. Seeing Luo Hu sneer, he knew in his heart that Luo Hu was secretly using means.
However, Tai Chi Tu's attack was approaching and did not give him time to explain. Hongjun had no choice but to fight back.
Facing the crazy Ancestor Yin and Yang, while resisting, Hongjun thought to himself:
"Now Yangmei and others are entangled in cause and effect due to the broken earth veins of the Western Continent, and the tribulation energy has entered their bodies, and they have been blinded by it."
"Because the ancestor of the Five Elements transformed into Taoism, he was restless, and Luo Hu took advantage of the situation to come in and exert some means. The catastrophe is about to end. It seems that the situation now cannot tolerate any mercy."
Thinking of this, Hongjun no longer hesitated and said:
"Fellow Taoist Yangmei, Taoist Qiankun, please stop Taoist Yin and Yang, Luo Hu is using his tricks in secret, don't fall for his scheme."
"Pindao will give you an explanation regarding the matters regarding the Five Elements Taoist Friends."
Hongjun was asking Yangmei and others in words, but his actions became more and more ruthless. At this time, the ancestor of Yin and Yang looked like a madman and could not tolerate his mercy.
Hongjun didn't get a response for a long time and felt confused. When he looked back, he found that Luo Hu was chanting a scripture continuously.
Hongjun couldn't hear the content, but Yangmei and Qiankun Ancestor were immersed in it, and their whole bodies were filled with murderous intent.
"Rahu, you deserve to die!"
Hongjun yelled angrily, because when he saw the ancestor of Qiankun, he had already sacrificed the Qiankun Ding and focused his eyes on him.
He raised his eyebrows but did not move, his brows were furrowed, his murderous intention seemed to be real, but it was not coming towards Hongjun, but pointing towards where Luo Hu was.
Luo Hu was also dripping with cold sweat at this time, raising his eyebrows and was on the verge of breaking free. Once he was allowed to break free, Luo Hu knew that he would probably die.
Yangmei and Hongjun would never let him go, and he didn't even dare to let Yin Yang and Qian Kun wake up.
He took advantage of everyone's calamity energy entering their bodies and loopholes in their minds to forcefully influence their mental behavior. Once exposed, these great gods at the same level would definitely kill him first.
At this time, Luo Hu was already riding a tiger and could not get off. Once Hongjun freed his hands or raised his eyebrows to break free, the only way left for him would be to transform into the Dao.
Hongjun looked at the entangled Patriarch Yin Yang and Patriarch Qian Kun, and sighed helplessly:
"It was not my intention, but it is my fate when I have no choice. My fellow Taoists, please go away."
The jade dish of creation bloomed with divine light, and fine cracks appeared on its surface again, and Hongjun's declining aura suddenly began to rise again.
The celebratory clouds in the sky continued to spread, countless clouds stained the sky, the plain cloud flags unfolded, and the painted chains tightly entangled the two.
After Hongjun sighed sadly, the jade plate of creation released purple divine light and shone on the two of them.
The ancestors of Yin Yang and Qian Kun suddenly ignited with bright flames, setting Mount Sumeru on fire along with them. All the glass, pearls and jade were reduced to nothing in the fireworks.
Luo Hu, Hongjun, and Yangmei were at a stalemate here, with no energy left to do anything else.
Southern Continent.
Yuanhuang took advantage of the current calm in the war between the three parties and began to sort out the internal affairs of the Phoenix clan, but found that the losses were heavier than she imagined.
Yuanhuang found it unbelievable and quickly summoned the Phoenix people, only to find that the prosperity before the great calamity had long since disappeared.
Three of the five clan leaders, Red Phoenix, Quan Chu, Yuan Gu, Qing Luan, and Hong Hu, have passed away. One of them is worse off than dead. Thinking back carefully, Yuan Huang faintly remembered.
At the beginning of the great catastrophe, Chi Feng lost his life at the hands of the Dragon Clan. For this, Yuan Feng was furious. The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan fought in Tiantingyuan, and 7,481 members of the clan lost their lives.
Huanxiao, a young man from the Phoenix clan who was highly valued by the two, went to support the Dragon clan under the leadership of Qi Niu during the siege of Dapeng in the middle of the Great Tribulation, but was killed in an ambush.
That time, Yuan Feng almost vomited blood and launched a large-scale army. One was to recapture the second largest river basin in the south occupied by the Dragon Clan.
The second is to avenge the Dapeng Clan's innate sacred path, so as to prevent the innate sacred group from being dissatisfied with the Phoenix Clan.
The third reason is to avenge the blood and hatred for the bird's nest, and to make the dragon clan pay the price.
In that battle, 65,000 She clan members were killed, and the Phoenix clan's vitality was severely damaged.
Yu Gui, she died in the first battle against the Eastern Continent after joining forces with Qilin, and was killed by the Snake Clan's innate sacred ancestor Snake.
At that time, the Phoenix Clan was at a time of great success. After being suppressed by the Dragon Clan in the past, it was able to launch a real counterattack for the first time.
Although she and Yuan Feng were sad, they never noticed anything worthy of attention. Instead, they were immersed in the good news that kept coming.
In that counterattack, all the elites of the Birds and the Phoenix Clan were gathered, and countless lives were lost. Until now, more than 1.9 million Phoenix Clan members have lost their lives in the Eastern Continent.
Hong Hu, the person with the most ambitious ambitions among the Phoenix tribe, was attacked by a heavenly snake in order to rescue the bird, and was poisoned by a strange poison. Although the tribe rescued him in time and saved his life, there is still no chance of recovery.
When Yuanhuang saw him again now, he was already very old, like withered bones in a grave, without a trace of life, and his lofty ambitions and ambitions were shattered like a dream.
For the first time, Yuanhuang felt timid and fearful of the catastrophe.
Looking at the sparse clansmen in front of her, she suddenly realized that Feng's hard work seemed to have been drained long ago!