Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 92 The Servant of the Red Cloud (please subscribe)
With Hong Yun's voice, the ground in Wuzhuang Temple shook in shock, birds and beasts flew into the air, and as soon as he finished speaking, two beams of light appeared in front of him, blocking his way, and the light dispersed, revealing Zhen Yuanzi and Mo Zero figure.

"I finally met someone I know, and I'm saved!"

Hong Yun saw Zhen Yuanzi at a glance, tears filled his eyes when he was so excited, all the grievances and distress he had suffered along the way burst out in an instant, grabbed Zhen Yuanzi's arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother finally saw you , I thought I would never see you again, so hurry up and save me!"

When Zhen Yuanzi saw Hongyun for the first time, he was shocked and almost didn't recognize Hongyun. If he was not familiar with Hongyun's words, deeds, and unique aura, he would have thought that the person in front of him was a beggar, and looked him up and down. A red cloud, that miserable!And that is unbearable!
Needless to say, the face is unkempt, and the smell of the body is better than that of the toilet.

His face was gray and white, and his body was like catkins.

The red robes are like ribbons, thousands of them waving in the wind.

How can there be an inch of thread that can cover the body, and the market beggars can't compare.

Can it be miserable?
In order to avoid Zhang Yang's pursuit, Hongyun drilled into the cracks and entered the holes when he saw it, and turned away from places with dense trees and hedges. It would be strange if it could be done like this, plus the power of burning primordial spirit.

"Master, who hurt you so miserably!"

Seeing the appearance of Hongyun, Mo Ling trembled at the corner of his mouth, and boundless anger rose in his heart, stirring up the world. Before Zhen Yuanzi could speak, he took a step ahead and asked in a cold voice, his body was ghastly.

The eyes of the two gods pierced the sky, and their long hair fluttered like silk without the wind.

The face is weak and the cold water is about to freeze, and the killing intent is all over the body.

Hong Yun is his master, the master is so miserable, he, a slave, feels uncomfortable, and his face is even more dull. With the determination that the master will humiliate the servant to death, he also wants to help Hong Yun regain his face.

"This is Hongyun? Is it so miserable? Who forced him to be like this?" Di Jun and Ran Deng who came after them were stunned for a moment, showing surprise, and a little speechless in their hearts.

"Brother, please tell me what's going on? I will avenge you for my brother!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the desolate and miserable red cloud, who was not as graceful as before, felt uncomfortable, with hatred in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"It's the gourd Taoist, who took away my ninety-nine scattered soul gourd, and also wants my primordial purple energy!"

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi and Mo Ling, Hong Yun felt that he had a backing, and he was much calmer. Hearing Zhen Yuanzi's question, he said sternly.

"Calabash Taoist?"

Ran Deng was stunned for a moment, showing surprise. Hearing the name Calabash Taoist, a figure could not help appearing in his mind. It was a young and handsome young man with a flamboyant personality.

In the chaos, Kunpeng spoke sarcastically and madly, Ran Deng didn't want to offend Kunpeng, and would rather be angry with Kunpeng himself, but Zhang Yang was not afraid of Kunpeng, and confronted Kunpeng tit for tat, and finally parted ways because of their different ideas.

Zhang Yang's performance in the Zixiao Palace was really against the sky. He devoured the Taoist ancestor and sprinkled the golden lotus in the sky, and the underground spiritual spring, and broke through the Great Luo Immortal. For this reason, he offended many people. Could it be him?
Ran Deng was also a little uncertain. Although Zhang Yang was against the sky, he had just broken through Da Luoxian after all. How could he be the opponent of the old Da Luoxian Hongyun, and he was forced to be so miserable.

"Could it be someone else? It's someone with the same name but a different person. Yes, only by explaining it in this way can it make sense!" Ran Deng thought secretly for a while, and finally found an excuse to convince himself.

"What? To snatch your Nine-Nine Scattered Soul Gourd? To snatch your foundation of enlightenment? How unreasonable, this gourd Taoist is looking for death!"

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he became even more angry. It’s fine to steal people’s spiritual treasures, but also to steal the foundation of others’ enlightenment. Zhen Yuanzi hated this kind of people the most in his life. : "My dear brother, the primordial purple energy has not been taken away, has it?"

"Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

There was a flash of light in Di Jun's eyes. He fixed his eyes on Hongyun, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully. The purpose of his coming here was also for Hongyun's Hongmeng Ziqi. What he was most worried about now was whether Hongmengziqi was still in Hongyun. body.

He just likes to have nothing to do with the high-hanging burning lamp. When Zhen Yuanzi asked about Hongyun's majestic purple aura, he also stared at Hongyun, pricked up his ears and listened, very caring.

"No, I'll pay it back on me."

Hong Yun nodded, then showed hatred, gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "This calabash Taoist is too hateful, brother must avenge him!"

"That's good!"

After hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi showed a trace of relief on his face, and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. If the innate spirit treasure is taken away, he can find it again, but if Hongmeng Ziqi is taken away, it will be difficult. After all, Hongmeng Ziqi is the rarest. Jun bestowed a total of seven ways, six of which are still his apprentices, who would dare to snatch them?

Only Hongyun is the most unstable, without a backing, the most likely to arouse other people's thoughts, and the most likely to bring disaster.

"Still."

Di Jun showed a hint of disappointment. If Hongmeng Ziqi was taken away, it would be even better if they took it from others. It was still in Hongyun's hands. If he wanted to take Hongmeng Ziqi, he had to face Zhen Yuanzi and Mo Ling, he was not afraid of Zhen Yuanzi, but Mo Ling gave him a feeling of being unpredictable and extremely dangerous.

"Who is Calabash Taoist, dare to humiliate my master! Get out!"

When Mo Ling heard that Hong Yun was fine, he also breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise how would he face it? At this moment, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he roared to the sky.

The angry roar was like a torrent of bells, shaking the sky continuously.

The broken stones that spread to the Linshan Mountains startled all the beasts and wreaked havoc on the jungle.

"Owner?"

When Mo Ling was the master of Hongyun for the first time, the two of them didn't hear clearly and didn't pay attention, but this time the voice was so loud that it spread all over the place and clearly reached the ears of Di Jun and Ran Deng.

Di Jun and Ran Deng looked at Mo Ling in horror. A man as powerful as Mo Ling actually called Hong Yun his master. This made them stunned for a long time, their hearts were in a mess, and there was a voice in their minds: Is this true or not?

But Mo Ling's roaring voice echoed in the empty valley for a long time, making the two of them have to accept this fact. At the same time, they were also curious about who Hong Yun was and what identity he had.
At the same time, Di Jun and Ran Deng looked at Hong Yun, feeling somewhat bored in their hearts. How could Hong Yun He De have such a powerful servant?
"Are you looking for me?"

Just as Mo Ling roared to the sky, and his voice fluctuated, a flat voice sounded from the sky, twisted in the void, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.

Hearing the voice, muttering silently, Di Jun, Zhen Yuanzi, and Ran Deng all followed the voice, and when everyone saw the face of the person coming, everyone's eyes widened with different expressions.

"Really you?"

Ran Deng exclaimed, as if feeling dazzled, rubbed his eyes again, but looked carefully again, it was the person who was with him in Zixiao Palace, Calabash Taoist.

Looking at Zhang Yang again, Ran Deng didn't know what to say, with a complex look on his face, he opened his mouth, finally shook his head, sighed, and looked at Zhang Yang with pity.

Make Hongyun so miserable, Zhen Yuanzi will never let Zhang Yang go, this is Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi's site, not to mention Mo Ling, a master who is not deep, even Dijun's Taiyang is really Fire is not afraid.

Hong Yun is Mo Ling's master, and Hong Yun has been bullied so miserably. As Hong Yun's servant, and a powerful one at the same time, Zhang Yang is a genius, and I'm afraid he won't be able to escape today.

"It's him? This world is really small!"

Di Jun looked at Zhang Yang's appearance, his face showed surprise, he muttered to himself, and he couldn't help but think of Zixiao Palace, the Taiyi Immortal entered Zixiao Palace to listen to the Tao, and even broke through Daluo Immortal. He was also slapped in the face by Hong Yun. To Zhang Yang, although Di Jun didn't know his name, Zhang Yang was very impressed.

"It's you?"

Looking at Zhang Yang's familiar yet unfamiliar face, Zhen Yuanzi finally remembered where he had seen it before. He was both surprised and angry, and looked at Zhang Yang with a gloomy expression.

"You are Taoist Gourd, you forced my master to be like this?" Mo Ling was the first to jump over, with a ferocious face, like a hungry wolf, looking at Zhang Yang viciously, and said coldly.

"I am Taoist Gourd, who are you? Who is your master?" Zhang Yang raised his head to look at Mo Ling, who was not far away with a ferocious face, and asked calmly with his brows slightly raised, revealing a trace of doubt.

"My master is Hongyun!" Mo Ling snorted coldly.

"Hongyun is your master?"

Zhang Yang was stunned, with a strange look on his face, Hong Yun, the legendary good old man, would still take servants?Is the sun coming out from the west?
Looking at Mo Ling up and down, Zhang Yang couldn't see Mo Ling's cultivation level, but his aura was strong, which faintly gave him a sense of crisis, knowing that this person in front of him was not simple, and faintly gave him a sense of familiarity.

Suddenly a light flashed in his mind, and Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that the gourd Yuanling had given him the second place to hide the treasure. When he found the cave and smashed the Pangu statue in it, the cave collapsed, and the breath inside was just It was the same breath as the person in front of him.

"You snatched my master's Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd?" Just as Zhang Yang was contemplating, Mo Ling interrupted Zhang Yang again and asked in a cold voice.

Zhang Yang nodded.

"You still want to take away his Primordial Purple Qi?"

"Yes."

"Okay, dare to hurt my master, and even snatch his innate spirit treasure, you have the guts, no matter who you are, even the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, will not be able to save you today!"

Mo Ling snorted coldly, with a cold expression on his face, like a high god looking down on Zhang Yang, indifferent and ruthless, with colorful lights shining in his eyes, he said in an orderly tone.

"I'm going to give you a chance to redeem your sins now. Kneel down quickly, repent to my master and beg for forgiveness. I'll leave you with a dead body!"

(End of this chapter)