Chapter 75
Just when Sanqing was about to leave, Taiqing stopped in his tracks again, and looked at the congenital human race who were listening to the lecture in front of him.

He pinched his fingertips and calculated slightly, as if he had calculated something, his eyes fell on one of the 3000 people.

The man was dressed in commoner clothes, with big ears on one side and a thick face, with the momentum of a mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

There is also an extremely strong fellow Taoist exuding from his body, he has already cultivated the five qi in his chest, and has stepped into the Golden Immortal, which is extremely eye-catching among the crowd.

"What's your name?"

Taiqing asked with a gentle expression.

"Xuandu of the Xiantian Human Race, I have seen the Taiqing Saint."

The honest young man stood up and saluted Taiqing Laozi respectfully.

Taiqing Laozi looked at Xuandu for a while, then said slowly.

"Our Renjiao has no disciples yet. Would you like to join my Renjiao's sect and be my Renjiao's personal successor?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuqing and Shangqing were a little surprised.

The innate human race is indeed good at following, but it is only good, and it is far from allowing the saint to personally accept disciples.

Could it be that there is something strange about this human race in front of us?

Yuqing and Shangqing shook their heads one after another. They knew in their hearts that their elder brother had his own plans, and they didn't need to interfere.

Xuandu was stunned when he heard Taiqing's words, "The sage wants to accept him as a disciple?"

Xuandu Susuo paused for a while, then immediately looked at the third ancestor of the human race, as if asking for the approval of the third ancestor of the human race.

"You don't need to ask for our opinion, you just act according to your heart."

The third ancestor smiled slightly. There are too many strong people in the human race and too few.

They wished that a few more talents from the human race would join the saint's sect.

Xuandu understood, got up quickly, and bowed to Taiqing.

"Disciple Xuandu, pay homage to the master, and wish the master a boundless life and immortal blessings."

"Not bad."

Taiqing smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and Xuandu landed beside him.

At this moment, Master Tongtian looked at Chen Xuanji indifferently.

"You have completed Taiyi Immortal Consummation, so come back to Kunlun Mountain with me to practice together, so as to make some preparations for proving Daluo."

Chen Xuanji shook his head slightly, "Master, I still have some things to do, I'm afraid I can't go back with Master for the time being."

The Master Tongtian didn't ask any further questions, and just nodded, "Okay, let Kui Niu go with you, and we'll go back to Kunlun Mountain together after we're done."

"Hey, don't worry, Master, I, Lao Niu, must take good care of Senior Brother."

Kui Niu was overjoyed, and secretly cast a wink at Chen Xuanji.

Soon, the saints of the Three Purities left with the disciples of the three religions, and the entire Yujing Mountain returned to its former peace.

Kui Niuyan asked eagerly, "Brother, is there anything else you can't do?"

Chen Xuanji's eyes fell on Longevity Mountain, in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple, and said.

"Without delay, come with me to Longevity Hill and Wuzhuang Temple."

After all, he cast the vertical golden light, took Kui Niu with him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Hong Yun was kind to him, and seeing Hong Yun being robbed again, his body died and his path disappeared, he couldn't bear it, so he went to Wuzhuang Temple at this time, hoping to catch up.

On the other side, after Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi left Yujing Mountain, they were about to rush back to Wuzhuang Temple. Halfway through, Hong Yun suddenly stopped.

Zhen Yuanzi asked, "Why did my brother stop?"

Hong Yun patted his head, "Brother, I've been practicing in Wuzhuang Temple for so long, and I'm really bored. I'm planning to go to Buzhou Mountain to talk to the Houtu ancestor shaman."

Zhen Yuanzi's face changed slightly, and he quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"Brother, the prehistoric situation is dangerous at this time, it's better to return to Wuzhuang temple as soon as possible."

Hong Yun laughed and said, "Brother is too cautious. Friends of Houtu Dao are good. How can there be any danger in Buzhou Mountain?"

Zhen Yuanzi wanted to persuade him again, but in the dark, an invisible calamity fell on Zhen Yuanzi, and Zhen Yuanzi stopped talking.

After the two reached an agreement, one set off to Wuzhuang Temple, and the other set off to Pangu Temple.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the demon master Kunpeng looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a sneer appeared.

"Hong Yun, today is your doom."

Kunpeng flapped its wings and flew extremely fast in the void, gradually approaching the red cloud.

Just when Hongyun was lying on the gourd of Hongyun Scattered Soul for a long time, drinking fine wine leisurely and walking towards Buzhou Mountain.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, his expression changed slightly, and he looked around with vigilance in his eyes.

"Who is following all the way, and why don't you show up soon?"

A gloomy and cold voice came from the vast void.

"Hongyun, Hongyun, you still can't escape from my palm after all, how can you get a fetish like Primordial Purple Qi?"

The void was slowly torn apart, and Kunpeng, dressed in black, slowly stepped out of it.

There was a weird sneer on his face.

In their original plan, if they couldn't attract Hong Yun, they would take Zhen Yuanzi away together.

Now, Hong Yun cast himself into the trap and parted with Zhen Yuanzi, and they saved a lot of effort.

"Kunpeng!"

Hongyun's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that he was not Kunpeng's opponent.

The mana poured into the red gourd, and immediately, bursts of blazing brilliance burned on the gourd of Jiujiu Hongyun, fleeing towards the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

"Want to escape? Too bad it's too late!"

Kunpeng sneered, and with a flash of light in his hand, a black feather fan appeared.

Above the lupine, the whole body was pitch black, exuding breathtaking magic power.

Kunpeng aimed at the direction where Hongyun was leaving, and waved his feather fan fiercely.

Immediately, a gust of wind blew up, piercingly cold, the body, mana, and primordial spirit almost froze in an instant.

Under this bone-piercing wind, Hong Yun's speed was restricted, and he had no choice but to fly back.

"Kunpeng, I have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you insist on grabbing me?"

Hong Yunqi's face turned red, and he drank a big gulp of wine, channeling mana, and getting rid of the biting coldness from his body.

"No injustice, no enmity? What about the abdication of Zixiao Palace back then? You ruined my way in the past, but today, I want you to pay with your life!"

Kunpeng seemed to think of the humiliating scene in Zixiao Palace, when he was promoted and forced to abdicate.

Anger came from his heart, and with a thought, an incomparably majestic palace appeared in his hands.

Like the lupine, the palace was extremely dark and thick, and under Kunpeng's control, it came to suppress Hongyun with overwhelming force.

This is the Demon Master's Palace, which was refined by Kunpeng itself. It is unique and extremely mysterious, although it is only an acquired spiritual treasure.

But after being raised by Kunpeng for so many years, its power is not weaker than ordinary top-grade innate spirit treasures.

"not good!"

Hongyun's face changed drastically, and he quickly sacrificed the Sanpo gourd.

Immediately, countless small red sand flew out of the gourd, countless, round and crystal clear, and under the control of Hong Yun, countless red sand flew towards the demon master's palace.

This red sand is a special product of red gourd, which can damage the soul of monks, it is extremely powerful!

Seeing that Hongyun sacrificed the soul-scattering red sand, Kunpeng's face was a little apprehensive, and hurriedly urged the demon master palace to stop the red sand flying from all directions!
The magic power of the demon master's palace is tyrannical, breaking all spells with one force, the red sand that disperses the soul damages the soul, and destroys the body of a person, each with its own mystery.

But Kunpeng's Taoism was better, and he gradually gained the upper hand, pressing down on Hongyun to fight.

Hong Yun's face was flushed, his blood was surging, and he didn't dare to fight anymore.

The whole person changed suddenly, turned into the innate Dao body Huo Shaoyun, and then all his brains got into the Sansoul Gourd.

The red gourd turned into a stream of red light, flying towards the distance at an indescribable speed.

"Competing speed? I will help you!"

Kunpeng sneered, and instantly manifested his real body, which was a roc bird about a hundred thousand feet in size.

The whole body is pitch black, the wings are thick and powerful, flapping slightly, as if spanning time and space, catching up with Hongyun in the blink of an eye

Just at this moment, a bloody sword light flew out of the void.

Above the sword light, bloody flames blazed and slashed at Kunpeng with lightning speed.

Rao was Kunpeng's innate Dao body, indestructible, but he was still severely injured by this bloody sword light, tearing out a sword mark thousands of feet in size.

Above the sword marks, fresh blood flowed down, and on the flesh and blood, there were traces of blood-colored flames, like gangrene attached to the bones, burning and growing, devouring Kunpeng's mana, and there was a tendency to intensify!
"This is the Red Lotus Fire"

Kunpeng was so knowledgeable that he immediately recognized the origin of the bloody flame.

Immediately transport the great mana, and with absolute strength, crush the red lotus karmic fire on his body.

Forcibly dispelling the karmic fire, Kunpeng's vitality was also injured a lot, and his face turned slightly pale, but the vigilance on his face did not decrease at all.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, why did you sneak up on me?"

There are only a handful of people who can own the red lotus karma fire, looking at the great prehistoric world.

But for those who can injure Kunpeng with the red lotus Karma Fire, only Blood Sea Styx can do it.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, fellow Taoist Kunpeng, the Dao is at the front, no one can resist this kind of temptation, I'm sorry for you."

The void was easily torn apart, Styx sat on the [-]th-grade fire red lotus, slowly appearing.

A Bi, Yuan Tu, hovered beside him, with a mighty sword aura, extremely fierce and extraordinary!

With the coming of the Styx River, an invisible Dao aggregate impacted the heaven and the earth, and the fleeing Hong Yun only felt that he was deeply trapped in the quagmire, and it was extremely difficult to move even a single step.

Kunpeng looked at the Patriarch Minghe with a gloomy face, and said slowly, "Minghe, this red cloud is what the Heavenly Court Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor wanted. Are you not afraid of completely offending the Heavenly Court if you behave like this?"

"Ah!"

Patriarch Styx smiled strangely, "Didn't you know that the sea of ​​blood never dries up and Styx never dies, no matter how strong the Heavenly Court is, how can they stand against me?"

Kunpeng's face suddenly turned serious. He alone must be no match for Styx. Could it be that Styx was allowed to take Hongyun away like this?
Just when Kunpeng was hesitating.

"duang!"

A bell like the Huanglu bell resounded through the heaven and earth.

The next moment, the void was shattered, and a big dark-yellow clock instantly appeared in the air.

Outside the bell body, the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire, and wind surround it.

Inside the bell, there are mountains, rivers and land, and thousands of races loom in it.

The five-color ray of light illuminates the heavens, and the holy might of chaos shocks the universe.

The moment the Chaos Clock appeared, the whole world seemed to be imprisoned.

Then, there was a majestic and domineering voice that resounded through the world.

"Styx, I don't care if you dominate the sea of ​​blood, but the heavenly court has its own rules, which are beyond your control. If you retreat now, the emperor will let the past go, if not, don't blame the emperor for being rude! "

Above the Chaos Clock, the figure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi slowly manifested. With his hands behind his back, his face could not be seen clearly. His whole body was shrouded in the real fire of the sun, and an indescribable dominance of the emperor swept across the world!

Styx grinned, instead of being timid, there was a strong fighting spirit on his face.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, others are afraid of you, but I, Minghe, am not afraid of you. In today's battle, let thousands of creatures see who is the No. 1 among the real saints!"

Styx sits on the twelfth-grade fire red lotus, holding A Bi in his left hand, and Yuan Tu in his right hand, the quasi-sage's great consummation breath impacts the Nine Heavens!

"If that's the case, let's fight!"

Donghuang Taiyi's indifferent and domineering voice resounded through the sky!

The next moment, millions of miles of void were all shattered. Donghuang Taiyi and the ancestor of Minghe had already flown to 33 days. The aura of the quasi-sage's great consummation, centered on the two of them, spread madly in all directions, and the space seemed to freeze and become active. The aura in his body has all quieted down, the sky and the earth are vast and desolate, and the depression is terrifying!
Following the East Emperor Taiyi and the battle between Styx and Minghe, Chen Xuanji also went to Wuzhuang Temple and met Zhen Yuanzi.

After explaining Hongyun's current situation in a few words, Zhen Yuanzi, without further ado, brought Chen Xuanji to Donghuang, the place where Styx was fighting!
I don't know how long it has passed since the battle between the Eastern Emperor and the Styx, the two terrifying auras in the world have gradually subsided!

"puff!"

The sound of blood splattered for 33 days.

Then, there was a voice.

"The No. 1 under Donghuang Taiyi Saint really deserves its reputation. I lost the ancestor, and you will be the one with the majestic purple energy."

There was a hint of weakness in the voice of Patriarch Minghe.

Then, a stream of blood pierced the sky, fell into the sea of ​​blood again, and became silent again.

Then, the space was broken, and the stalwart figure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi appeared in the air again.

Like a great sun facing the sky, with aura like a rainbow, it is even more frightening than before!

He looked down at the red cloud and paused word by word, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, Heavenly Court doesn't want to commit murder, so hand over the primordial purple energy, the treasure house of Heavenly Court, you can choose."

Hongyun got out from the Sanpo gourd, spread out his hands, and said with a wry smile.

"Your Majesty the Eastern Emperor, the old Daoist also wants to throw away the Primordial Purple Qi, but the Primordial Purple Qi and the old Daoist Primordial Spirit have already been fused together, so you can't use it, and you can't take it out."

Donghuang Taiyi frowned, Yuanshen swept Hongyun's body, but found nothing.

Kunpeng added fuel to the fire, "Your Majesty, don't listen to Hongyun's one-sided words. What a treasure is that majestic purple energy. How could Hongyun be so willing to hand it over?"

Hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi's face turned a little cold, and the time left for the Heavenly Court is running out for the six sages to prove the way.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, if you don't hand over the primordial purple energy, I will have to take it personally!"

Hong Yun blushed, and quickly explained, "His Majesty the Eastern Emperor, that Kunpeng was talking nonsense, and that majestic purple aura, I really can't get it out."

Donghuang Taiyi's face became completely gloomy, "Since Fellow Daoist insists on doing this, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

As soon as Dong Huangtai thought, the Chaos Clock, the innate treasure, started to move and pressed towards Hong Yun.

Under the pressure of the Chaos Clock, Hong Yun only felt that his innate Taoist body and quasi-sage primordial spirit were constantly being squeezed and broken.

Seeing this, the Eastern Emperor Tai saw that Hong Yun still refused to speak, and shook his head. On the Chaos Clock, a ray of light suddenly radiated. Hong Yun's Taoist body could not bear this force, and finally broke. , was torn into countless pieces.

As the red cloud fell, Zhen Yuanzi, who was rushing towards this place hundreds of thousands of miles away, had two tears streaming down his face, and he raised his head to the sky and roared loudly.

"Brother Hongyun!"

Beside Zhen Yuanzi, Chen Xuanji also exhaled turbid air with a gloomy face.

"There are still many ways to break the situation, but Hong Yun finally fell into the hands of Tianting!"

As the red cloud fell, Donghuang Taiyi frowned, sealed off the space with a chaotic clock, and searched inch by inch, but still couldn't find where the primordial purple energy was!
"Didn't you say that the majestic purple energy is undoubtedly on Hong Yun?"

The Eastern Emperor looked at Kunpeng, and his voice could not help but become a little cold.

Kunpeng only felt enveloped by the infinite cold air, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, maybe the red cloud is deceiving, and the majestic purple air is not on him at all!"

"Humph!"

Dong Huangtai snorted coldly, searched again, but still found nothing, when he was about to leave.

The void was suddenly torn apart, and the figures of Zhen Yuanzi, Chen Xuanji, and Kui Niu appeared in place!

"Brother Hongyun, why did you suffer such a murder?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the red cloud with only a few remnants of soul left, and his eyes were on the verge of tearing apart, a surge of rage broke out, and he used all his mana to hit Donghuang Taiyi.

Dong Huang Tai frowned, Chaos Clock trembled slightly, and then stopped in front of him, blocking Zhen Yuanzi's blow.

"let's go."

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi didn't want to talk to Zhen Yuanzi, so he called Kunpeng to ride the auspicious clouds, and flew to the heaven!

"Stop going, I want to avenge brother Hongyun!"

Zhen Yuanzi sacrificed the book from the ground, the fetal membrane of the earth, and was about to deploy a large formation of the book from the ground. When he was in a decisive battle with the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he was quickly stopped by Chen Xuanji.

He said via voice transmission, "Master, don't make any more moves. If the battle continues, Master Hongyun's remnant soul will be gone. At that time, even if a saint makes a move, it may be difficult to rescue him!"

Chen Xuanji's words pulled the furious Zhen Yuanzi back, and his eyes gradually cleared up.

"Yes, yes, my nephew is right, the most urgent task is to gather the remnant soul of Brother Hongyun!"

Zhen Yuanzi quickly sacrificed the book from the ground, and set up a large array of books from the ground to seal the space.

Then, he took out a white jade gourd, gathered all of Hong Yun's remnant souls, and put them into the gourd.

Although the remnant souls have been gathered, the Red Cloud True Spirit has been shattered. At this time, the remnant souls are still dissipating at a slow speed!

"Brother Hongyun, if you leave, you will have no relatives in this world as a brother!"

Zhen Yuanzi wept bitterly, and immediately took out ten ginseng fruits and crushed them, turning them into the purest congenital Yimu essence and injecting them into the jade gourd.

With the help of ginseng fruit, Hongyun's remnant soul has stabilized a bit, but its true spirit is still slowly dissipating!

(End of this chapter)

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