Prehistoric: Conquering all realms from Douba

Chapter 95 Hongjun retreats, Sanqing admits counsel!
but,

Before Hongjun sacrificed the good fortune jade plate to protect himself,
I felt a gust of wind whistling in my ears.

Turn around and look,

Seeing Houtu sitting on the golden lotus with twelve grades of merit,

cold face,

Holding a Pangu flag of heaven and earth black and yellow.

Gently waving, the banner roared, as if thousands of ancient demon gods danced wildly, and the vast void in front of them instantly shattered.

simultaneously shattered,
And Hongjun's newly condensed Dao body!
even,

Even the innate treasure, the God-killing Spear, did not have time to take it back.

"Haha, Hongjun, is this all you have to do?"

"Or, are you old?"

After smashing Hongjun's Taoist body again, Qin Feng's aura around him became even stronger.

He held the innate treasure killing god gun that fell into the void,

Pointing obliquely at the void, his eyes were full of killing intent.

he,
I'll have a look today,

How many times can this old thing Hongjun reunite with his body!
"Di Jiang, you are courting death!"

In the void, Hongjun did not condense his dharma body again,

He stared at Qin Feng who was holding a god-killing gun,

There was a rare smile on his face.

Could it be that

This guy really thinks that the innate treasure is so easy to get?
Or,
Did he really think that he was so old that he forgot to take back his weapons?

"It's time to do it once!"

He muttered a few words to himself, even though he felt a little bit reluctant, Hongjun was still ruthless.

"God Killing Spear, Explode!"

"..."

1 minutes passed,
2 minutes passed.

There was no shocking explosion as imagined,

There is also no scene of the destruction of Jiuyou as imagined.

see below,

Qin Feng held the God-killing Spear, still pointing obliquely at the void.

"Hongjun, come out, don't you mean I'm courting death?"

"???"

Hongjun, who was possessed in the Dao of Heaven, looked bewildered.

What's the situation?
Is it the wrong posture?
think of this,
Hongjun once again condensed his dharma body, showing his figure thousands of feet away from Qin Feng, and at the same time ordered to kill the god gun with his mind.

"God Killing Spear, Explode!"

"..."

1 minutes passed,
3 minutes passed,

Another 5 minutes passed!

The expected explosion sound still did not appear.

"What's going on here?" Hongjun's face was a little dull,
Could it be that

Is it because the God Killing Spear has a will of its own and is unwilling to blow itself up?
Correct,
It must be so, after all everything has a soul.

After figuring this out, although Hongjun was a little disappointed, he didn't think it was unacceptable.

So, with a wave of his hands, he whispered in his heart.

"Gun here!"

no response.

"Gun here!"

Still react.

"Guns—"

Finally there is a response!

far away,

A dark and deep light came in an instant under his call.

but,

After that dim light appeared in front of him,
Only then did Hongjun discover that,

Coming,

Not just the God Killing Spear!

"Do not--"

There was only time to let out a desperate cry,
Hongjun's newly condensed dharma body,

In an instant, it was split in half by Qin Feng's ax flying from thousands of feet away!

"Hmph, Hongjun, don't you want a gun? Come on!"

Holding the god-killing gun that was sealed in another dimension,
Qin Feng sneered all over his face,

The gleaming ax in the other gigantic hand,
With a power that makes even the heavens feel afraid,
Without hesitation, he slashed toward the sky.

"boom--"

The huge sound shook the entire prehistoric land, and the slanting coercion,
Let the depths of Jiuyou, in the sea of ​​blood,
The Patriarch Styx, who claimed that the sea of ​​blood never dries up and Styx is immortal, also felt shivering!

"boom!"

"Boom, boom—"

As Qin Feng swung the huge ax in his hand, there was a series of loud noises,
The hearts of all the creatures in the prehistoric world were shrouded in a shadow.

And the group of powerful people who were attracted by the sound didn't even dare to take a breath.

In their eyes,
The scene of the giant with a height of one million feet constantly waving the giant ax that opened the sky was somewhat familiar.

as if—

Pangu opens the sky!
……

"boom--"

After slashing the ax a few times into the void,
Qin Feng put away the black giant axe in his hand,
The god-killing spear in the other hand pointed obliquely at a void in the distance.

"Fellow daoists, since you're back, why don't you show up and get together?"

although,

He also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to see if he could directly destroy Tiandao Hongjun.

But just now,
The slight movement above the void made Qin Feng dispel this idea.

He didn't expect that in the end, it would turn into a story of a snipe and a clam fighting each other and the fisherman reaping the rewards!
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Dijiang, you have made us suffer so much."

Sanqing, who was pointed at by the innate treasure killing the god gun, had just rushed back to the prehistoric and was about to wait for the opportunity to attack Dijiang,
They looked at each other, showing their figure with a wry smile.

That's a god-killing gun!
No one wants to be poked a hole by it.

"It seems that the relationship between you is quite good."

Seeing Sanqing appearing together, Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and he looked at them with a half-smile.

"how?"

"Do you want to do it again? You don't have any advantage this time."

As Qin Feng's words fell, sitting on the back soil of the twelfth-grade virtuous golden lotus, and Ziyu with a silent face,
And the twelve ancestral witches who are somewhat passionate,
Gathered behind him, staring at San Qing on the opposite side.

"This……"

Suppressed by the aura that rushed towards his face, Sanqing's aura that was not high at all shrank instantly.

"Brother Di Jiang, there is no need for this, this, we will leave now!"

Lao Tzu, the head of the Three Qing Dynasty, stood up and gave a salute,
After acknowledging cowardice,
With two drooping brothers, I want to leave this ghost place.

As for Master's order?
Master doesn't know where he is at this moment, who cares so much?
"Three friends, are you going to leave like this?"

Sanqing wanted to confess, but Qin Feng didn't let them go,
step forward,
Indicated that the Twelve Patriarch Witches have prepared the formation of the Twelve Capitals, the gods and demons.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jiang, you, what do you mean?"

I don't know if I really don't understand, or if I pretend not to understand,

Faced with Qin Feng's formation, Sanqing's expression was a little confused.

We all said not to fight anymore, we gave up,

Not yet?
Do you still want to kill them all?
joke!

Doesn't this guy know that saints are immortal?
"what for?"

Qin Feng sneered twice, and pointed to the Jiuyou Difu below.

"It's easy for you to go, who will clean up for me here?"

Are you kidding me?
You came to the door on your own, and fought with each other,
Finally?

If you find out you can't beat us, just admit it and be done with it?
How simple is it!
Moreover,
Before you six sages gathered together, there was a Tiandao Hongjun beside you,
Labor and management have no time to settle these accounts with you.

But now,
Hongjun is missing, the Six Saints only come to you Sanqing,

Still want to run?
Do you think we, the Wu clan, have three meals for you?

(End of this chapter)