Chapter 53: Hongyun Is in Trouble!

Wahuangtian!

This is the world that Nuwa opened up from the chaos of heaven and earth after becoming a saint, as a saint's dojo.

Of course, unlike Ao Changsheng's vast world that did not belong to the prehistoric times, this world was opened up by Nuwa with the power of heaven.

It is still a vast world under the jurisdiction of prehistoric times.

Two rays of rainbow light passed through the vast chaos and arrived outside Emperor Wa's sky.

"Emperor Jun, Taiyi, please see Nuwa."

The two rainbow lights turned into two figures outside Emperor Wa's sky, and they saluted respectfully. Who else could it be if they weren't Emperor Jun of Heaven and Taiyi of Donghuang.

After quite a while.

Nuwa's voice came faintly.

"I already know your purpose of coming. I will eventually become a member of the Monster Clan. As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke me, no saint will take action against the Monster Clan."

"Get back!"

After hearing Nuwa's words, Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at each other and couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Thank you, ma'am!"

After Emperor Jun and Taiyi Zuoji saluted, they turned and left Wa Huangtian.

Looking at the two people leaving in the chaos, Nuwa's eyes were as calm as water, without any waves.

As for the different attitudes of Di Jun and Tai Yi from when she was in Heaven, she didn't care at all.

For a saint, even the masters of huge forces such as the Monster Clan and Heavenly Court can only be destroyed with a snap of their fingers.

Respect is a matter of course, and it doesn't matter whether it's fake 'respect' or true 'reverence'.

"Although we saints became enlightened in this era, this era is not the era of our saints." Nuwa murmured softly.

This era is a calamity measured by the Lich. This is destiny and God's will!

For the saints of heaven, God's will is what they need to maintain.

After all, it is ‘God’s will’!

In chaos.

Dijun and Taiyi turned into rainbow lights and returned to the ancient world, with serious faces, completely lacking the respectful look they had before in Wa Huangtianwai.

The second time!

This was the second time that the two of them met the saint in chaos, and it was also the second time that they received an answer but were rejected.

Although, the answers both times satisfied them.

"saint!"

The eyes of Di Jun and Tai Yi both contain the desire for sanctification.

The moment he entered the ancient world, Di Jun suddenly paused, turned his hand, and a broken token appeared in his hand.

Looking at the broken token.

Di Jun and Dong Huangtai looked at each other with ecstasy in their eyes.

Chance! Coming——

…

"The foundation of sanctification... Hongmeng Purple Qi..."

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Hongyun felt the lifeless purple energy in the sea of ​​consciousness, with an extremely complicated expression.

In the ancient times, all those who obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi became saints, but he was the only one left who had never succeeded.

Even though he had been searching for it for countless years, he had not even scratched the surface of how to become a saint.

"Is this poor Taoist destined not to become a saint?" Hongyun was upset and couldn't help but think of what happened in Zixiao Palace.

When the six people in the first row, Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, received the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Taoist ancestor Hongjun all made it clear that they would become saints in the future.

Only he... was just lucky enough to be 'smashed' by the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Thinking of this, Hongyun became more and more upset. As a Hongyun, he didn't like to stay in one place for a long time, even in his own dojo.

This time, in order to understand the foundation of sainthood, he had practiced hard for tens of millions of years in his own dojo, and he had already reached his limit.

This time, being stimulated by the appearance of the Five Saints again, Hongyun suddenly had the idea of ​​​​going out for a walk.

"Maybe if I go out for a walk, I might realize the foundation of sanctification!"

Hongyun found a reason for herself in her heart, and then stepped directly out of the Fire Cloud Cave, flying happily in the sky with a refreshed look on her face.

"Go find Taoist Brother Zhenyuan! After so many years, Taoist Brother Zhenyuan must have accumulated a lot of ginseng fruits."

Hongyun, who was flying happily, thought of the ginseng fruit and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth: "I need to go and help him solve it!"

He did whatever he thought of. Hong Yun had this kind of temperament. He immediately turned into a red light and suddenly sped away in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

However...

Hong Yun didn't notice that when he flew away from the Fire Cloud Cave, a little demon in front of his door silently crushed the two tokens in his hand while looking at the red light moving away from the sky.

…

"Have you finally left the dojo?"

Looking at the broken token, a sneer appeared on Kunpeng's lips.

As early as thousands of years ago, when Nuwa became a saint, he roughly guessed that the prehistoric era would enter the age of saints.

Therefore, at that time, Kunpeng's desire for a saint and Hongmeng purple energy prompted Kunpeng to take action.

Naturally, Kunpeng did not dare to attack the Pangu Sanqing. Two of the Sanqings held innate treasures, and one held a powerful weapon such as the Killing Immortal Sword Formation.

Not to mention the Three Pure Ones, even one-on-one, Kunpeng is no match for the Three Pure Ones.

As for the Western duo, although it is not as good as Sanqing, it is definitely not a good choice.

So... the result is obvious, Kunpeng's chosen target is Hongyun.

Unlike others who rely on Hongjun, Hongyun is a real powerful person with no background. His strength is not very strong, and his Lingbao is not that strong either.

Naturally, there is no more suitable target than Hongyun.

"Don't blame me, Hongyun. Although we have no grudges in the past or the present, it's because you hold the Hongmeng Purple Qi but can't prove the truth!" Kunpeng murmured to himself.

Unlike the original development, Kunpeng hated Hongyun because of Hongyun's giving up his position.

In this life, because Hongjun was obsessed with cultivation and forgot to open the Zixiao Palace in advance, this incident did not happen.

Heaven.

Two figures stood in the South Heaven Gate, watching the Peng bird transformed by Kunpeng quietly leave the heaven and go to the prehistoric world.

"The demon master, he really intends to rob Hongyun's Hongmeng Purple Qi." Taiyi looked at the distant Kunpeng, squinted his eyes and whispered softly.

"It's normal. After all, it is the foundation of becoming a saint. After feeling the momentum of the six saints, who wouldn't covet that primordial purple air!"

Di Jun's voice was indifferent. He was not angry about Kunpeng leaving alone. Instead, he looked calm: "Second brother, remember, the demon master is a great power of my demon clan. Don't cross the line!"

"I understand, brother!" Taiyi grinned. He understood the meaning of Di Jun's words very well.

As soon as the voice fell, the Chaos Seed on his head covered his breath. He turned his body and turned into a rainbow light, quietly following Kunpeng.

And Di Jun, after watching Taiyi leave, did not return, but sent troops and led a group of demons to the prehistoric world.

...

Hongyun, who was leisurely flying towards Wuzhuang Temple, suddenly changed his face. A red gourd suddenly appeared in his hand, and he looked at the sky vigilantly.

"I wonder which Taoist is hiding here!" Hongyun shouted in a deep voice.

"Hongyun Taoist is really sharp. I just arrived and saw you from a distance and was discovered."

The voice came from the sky, and at the same time a gust of wind tore the clouds between the sky, and a Yinjie Taoist slowly fell from the sky.

"Kunpeng?"

Hongyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the person, looking at him vigilantly.

"Don't be nervous, I came here this time just to ask Hongyun Taoist to give me a favor!"

Kunpeng had a smile on his face, but his eyes were staring at Hongyun with ill intentions.

"Give me a favor!"

Hongyun sneered. Although he was known as a good guy on weekdays, Hongyun, as a quasi-saint who had lived in the prehistoric world for countless years, was definitely not stupid.

The quasi-saint's magic power poured into the Jiujiusanpo Gourd in his hand, and suddenly a red light shone, and pieces of red fine sand gushed out to protect his body.

"It seems that fellow Daoist Hongyun doesn't want to allow me this convenience." Kunpeng looked at Hongyun's posture, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

The magic power of the Quasi-Saint who killed two corpses surged out, and the terrifying pressure spread towards Hongyun.

"Hmm..."

Hongyun groaned, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

As a Quasi-Saint who killed one corpse, and the first corpse was killed by a Quasi-Saint with a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, his cultivation is too much different from Kunpeng who has killed two corpses.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you should hand it over! Hongmeng Purple Qi is not something that a small Quasi-Saint with one corpse like you can have." Kunpeng did not hide his intentions and said with a gloomy face.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi was given by Daozu. Kunpeng, where do you get the courage to take it by force? Aren't you afraid of Daozu's punishment?" Hongyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

"It is true that the Dao Ancestor gave it to you, but you, Hongyun, are not motivated and have not been able to become a saint, wasting this opportunity."

"It also delayed the return of the prehistoric saint, so I dare to ask you, Hongyun, to hand over the foundation of becoming a saint."

"Don't mislead others and yourself!"

Hearing this, Hongyun felt a surge of anger in his heart, and shouted angrily: "Old thief Kunpeng, how dare you deceive me like this."

Before the voice fell, the strong quasi-saint magic power was poured into the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd with all his strength.

In an instant, the red sand turned into clouds, covering the sky and the sun, rushing towards Kunpeng.

"Zizi..."

When this desolate red sand touched Kunpeng's body protection magic power, it made a corrosion sound. Kunpeng's body protection magic power of the quasi-saint who killed two corpses was corroded very quickly by this sky full of red sand.

Not only that, looking at the scattered red sand in the sky, Kunpeng actually felt dizzy and his soul was scattered.

"What a vicious red sand!"

Kunpeng's face changed slightly at this time, and he used all his strength to operate his magic power. A gust of wind was born out of thin air, blowing away the red sand in the sky, and then looking at the direction of the red cloud.

Where is the figure of Hongyun.

After all, he is an old man who has lived for countless years. It seems that he is angry and has made a full-strength attack, but in fact, Hongyun is fleeing directly.

Kunpeng's face is slightly cold, and in the void on the side, the two corpses of good and evil slowly walked over.

"The red sand of Hongyun not only corrodes the magic power and shakes the soul, but also pollutes the formation. He escaped!"

The good corpse shook his head and said.

Kunpeng had a cold face. He was talking to Hongyun here not for "chatting", but to set up a big formation.

While trapping Hongyun, he also tried his best to prevent the news that he killed Hongyun and robbed Hongmeng Purple Qi from spreading.

But now...

"Hongyun, you can't run away!" Kunpeng took back the corpses of good and evil, and without any hesitation, he turned into a roc and chased Hongyun quickly.

Even if there is no formation to cover up the secret, it doesn't matter.

A firm look flashed in Kunpeng's cold eyes.

Today... Hongyun is dead, and the Hongmeng purple air will also be his.

No matter who comes, it won't work!

He Kunpeng said it!