I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 208 Kunpeng Attacks the Red Cloud

"Brother, it is even more difficult for you to cultivate the incarnation of the four elephants. Even if you concentrate on studying, you may not be able to achieve it. What's more, now that there are so many people on your body, you have no time to distract, it is even more difficult to study, or Take it easy, don't push yourself too hard."

The ancestral land of the human race, Nuwa said softly.

"I don't want to push myself too hard, but who made you my sister and Taishang my fellow Taoist?"

At the edge of Luoshui, the flowing water was rushing, and Fuxi, who was dressed in sackcloth, smiled wryly.

To have a nearly invincible saint girl who can walk proudly in the prehistoric world is something to be proud of in front of others.

But this is very painful for Fuxi.

Although my sister has become a Hunyuan and I have a strong background, sometimes I don’t need to look forward and backward when doing things. When the sky falls, my sister can also make up for it. There is no need to look at the other party's relationship with him, anyway, no matter how good he is, he is not as good as him.

But is this happiness?
Do not!
He felt a deep pressure!
In particular, the Taishang treats the human race a little differently. It is rare that he does not stay in the Bajing Palace all the time. He visits the human race from time to time, but his appearance is different every time.

As a result, every time he felt full of malice from this world.

Thinking of him, Fuxi, who was ranked at the top of the list of the best Taoist companions of the prehistoric female immortals for countless yuanhui, but in the end, those who were hit didn't have much confidence.

If it weren't for the Jumang next to him, he wouldn't know who to chat with.

"So brother should learn from Huang Long and relax properly," Nuwa said.

"Where is it appropriate for him, he is obviously having fun. He gave me everything, and I want to learn from him, who is the human race?" Fuxi complained, and then said, "Speaking of it, my successor, do you have a choice?" Is it appropriate?"

"Where is it easy?" Nuwa shook her head and smiled, and suddenly her smile faded, and she said, "Brother, you may have a vacation soon."

"How do you say it?" Hearing the words, Fuxi suddenly regained his spirits, and the phantoms of gossip dissipated from his body.

"Kunpeng is really better than I imagined. The red cloud is covered by the majestic purple energy. I can't deduce his whereabouts. I didn't expect Kunpeng to be found!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Nuwa's mouth, and with a wave of her hand, the water in the pool changed and a picture appeared.

The mountains are majestic, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, roaring like a real dragon, naturally exuding a piercing coercion.

A clean-dressed, fair-faced little Taoist priest was walking in the mountains, his steps were a little timid, as if he had just left the house.

"Is this Red Cloud?"

Fuxi showed a shocked expression.

"That's right, Hongyun. Use the primordial purple energy to avoid other people's deduction, and then change your appearance. An old Taoist priest who has been through the wilderness for countless times, pretending to have never been out of the house, is really embarrassing him." Nuwa laughed. road.

"After all, he has more enemies than you and I. But you said that Kunpeng found it? He still has such a means, and he convinced Huang Long." Fuxi became curious, and it was Huanglong who suggested to keep an eye on Kunpeng.

"In terms of search and tracking, there is no one on the right side of the Kunpeng. And there is a karma between them." Nuwa said.

"Cause and effect? ​​Abandoning the throne back then? What does that have to do with Hongyun?" Fuxi shook his head.

In the picture, there is a vast mist.

The little Taoist priest was walking in the forest, and the void on all sides burst without warning, the spiritual energy of the entire mountain range surged wildly, and suddenly exploded, the terrifying void shattered, and the boundless aura surged, obliterating the eternal road.

The little Taoist was taken aback, but seemed to have been prepared for a long time. With a leap, the mysterious light of the Dao surged, like the eternal sun and moon, and his figure fluttered, like the clouds in the sky, graceful and elegant, gathering and dispersing impermanently, in this terrifying storm Among them, he escaped abruptly.

Just retreating just now, a high-pitched cry came from the sky, the sound seemed to carry some kind of mysterious power, as the surrounding space changed, the figure of the little Taoist trembled, followed by a head covering the sky and the sun The roc emerged and grabbed it with one claw, as if it wanted to smash the little Taoist priest to pieces.

The little Taoist turned pale with fright, a yellow light flashed on his body, and a jade tablet flew out, barely resisting the claw, but he inevitably fell into a disadvantage and was thrown into the chaotic space.

The little Taoist priest looked horrified, looked at the Dapeng who suddenly appeared, and said: "I don't know which senior Taoist brother is making fun of it. The younger generation and Taoist brother have never met each other. I don't know why brother suddenly made such a murderous move?"

"Stop pretending that you've reached this point, Hongyun." Kunpeng's eyes were full of disdain
"Brother Dao, what do you mean by this? What is the relationship between the name of Lieshan, a poor Taoist, and the Hongyun Patriarch who is praised by everyone in the prehistoric world? Didn't Brother Dao admit it wrong?" The little Taoist's face became more puzzled.

"I won't admit my mistake. Only a fool like you, who has a quasi-sage cultivation base, is attacked for no reason, and still asks if you admit your mistake and want to alleviate it. Normally, you have already done it! So you can only be Hongyun! Of course, you It may not be the case, but what does it matter? How many innocent people died at my Kunpeng's hands?" Kunpeng sneered.

Hearing Kunpeng's words, the panic on the little Taoist priest's face finally disappeared, his aura changed drastically, and he turned into an honest elder and said: "Indeed, there are many innocent people who died under your hands. But, I didn't expect that you would be killed by you." turn up!"

"Naturally! Others are not so smart, and I don't have such means. But I am different. I know that you like to be lively, and you will never get rid of your Achilles' heel. The world of Kunlun is so noisy, how could you not go? Of course, you There is no deity to go, but the incarnation of Paile, even if it is discovered, it will be a hundred after death. But there is a connection between heaven and earth, in the dark, not to mention the connection between the avatar and the deity, the connection between the avatar and the deity, enough for me Finding you slowly is my talent." Kunpeng said.

"I didn't expect this to happen. But fellow daoist, although you are talented and sophisticated, you haven't forced too much out of poverty. If you really fight to the death, fellow daoist might not be able to survive? Even if you fight, You don't have the strength to keep it, why bother?" Hong Yun said.

"Why?" Kunpeng laughed out loud after hearing this, full of mockery, "Hongyun, why do you ask me? If it wasn't for you, how could I have lost my seat in Zixiao Palace?"

Back then, the Taoist ancestor preached in Chaos, and there were six big futons in Zixiao Palace.

Sanqing is the strongest, sitting at the front, Nuwa has Fuxi's plan, and Fuxi, regardless of himself, also sits in the fourth seat, and the remaining two seats are obtained by Hongyun and Kunpeng.

Originally, the seats were reserved, but Zhun couldn't hold back his tongue, and burst into tears on the spot, crying about the poverty of the West. The two of them didn't even have seats, and they were powerless to revitalize the West.

Coaxing Hongyun to soften his heart, he gave up his seat to receive him.

After that, the quasi-leading force forced Kunpeng to give up his seat.

After that, the three lectures of Zixiao Palace ended, and those on the futon all had a burst of majestic purple energy.

Kunpeng immediately lost his temper.

What annoyed him even more was that Hong Yun, who gave up his seat together, was able to get a seventh primordial purple energy that was available to those who were destined.

How not to get angry?
"It was Zhunti who gave up your seat back then, so what does it matter to me?" Hong Yun said seriously.

"If you hadn't given up first, how could this incident have happened? If you don't give up your seat, I don't have to. This is the karma you owe me." Kunpeng growled.

"Fellow Daoist is arguing! The seat is mine, so if I want to give it up, what does it have to do with Fellow Daoist? If you say this, if you kill Daoist friends, that's an opening for killing. Are all fellow daoists responsible? If fellow daoists hadn’t opened the door, they wouldn’t have killed like this. Fellow daoists have a lot of karma.” Hong Yun shouted.

"Nonsense, this seat is taken, that's it. If you don't let it go, you won't let it go." Kunpeng said.

"Fellow daoists are used to using strong words? Back then, fellow daoists were not as skilled as others and were suppressed by Zhunti, so they gave up. Even if the poor Daoists refused to let go, wouldn't fellow daoist Zhunti find fellow daoists? And fellow daoists Is it really able to resist? In the final analysis, it is the Taoist friends who are greedy for the majestic purple energy, and are weaker than Zhunti Taoist friends, and feel that they are stronger than the poor Taoists, so they come to the poor Taoists, so why bother to talk about cause and effect? There are many people who owe money to poor Taoists, but there are very few people who owe money to poor Taoists, not including fellow Taoists." Hong Yun said.

"Okay, since you are so straightforward, then I won't talk nonsense with you. If you hand over the primordial purple energy, let everything go. If you don't hand over, you will die here today, and I will kill you, and you will never be resurrected." Possibly." Kunpeng said coldly.

"Ask fellow Taoists for advice!"

　There is one more, twelve o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)