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Facing the hostile eyes, the strong man said word by word:

"Old thief Hongjun, the Demon Ancestor asked me to say hello to you."

The voice just fell.

A large ball of samadhi true fire burned the strong man completely from the inside out, leaving no trace behind.

Daozu Hongjun's face darkened, his eyes looked into the depths of chaos, and he thought to himself:

"Rahu! You despicable villain!"

"You actually want to disrupt Pindao's plan!"

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and other great supernatural beings all changed their expressions when they heard the word "Demon Ancestor".

That was in the past, a strong man of the same generation as Zulong, who almost destroyed the prehistoric era!

Only Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, was heartbroken after losing a Taiyi Golden Fairyland puppet and blaming the Demon Ancestor Luohu.

……

The arena of the heavens.

The world of gods.

Wuzhuang Temple.

Under the ginseng fruit tree, Hongyun lazily picked up a ginseng fruit and put it into his mouth. After tasting the taste, he sighed:

"Brother Zhenyuan, I finally understand. No wonder those fellow Taoists are thinking about becoming a saint. It turns out that only by becoming a saint can we be immortal."

"Hey, after so many years, things have changed and people have changed."

At the end of the sentence, Hongyun's tone was a little low.

After returning from resurrection this time, he found that Honghuang had become somewhat unfamiliar to him.

If his best friend Zhen Yuanzi hadn't been standing in front of him alive, he would have been a little afraid that he would take the initiative to go to the underworld to be reincarnated because of his loneliness.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said:

"Hongyun, it's time to change your sentimental temperament."

"All living beings think that saints are omnipotent, but they don't know that the most powerful and terrifying force in the world is the word "years."

"In the past, when the three Qing families were not separated, they were still in harmony. But once they became saints and established their orthodoxy, the disciples seemed to have changed."

While talking.

Zhen Yuanzi tapped his finger, and a picture appeared.

Over the Golden Turtle Island, I saw Saint Taiqing standing with his hands behind his back. The aura around him was mysterious and simple, as indifferent as the way of heaven.

Opposite Saint Taiqing is the leader of Tongtian Cult holding Qingping Sword.

At a certain moment, rays of fairy light flew out from Golden Turtle Island, and headed towards Chaoge under the leadership of Duobao.

The figure of Saint Taiqing disappeared. The Tongtian leader turned his head as if aware of it, glanced in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple, and said:
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, after finally returning, just listen to what Friend Zhenyuan said, stay at Wuzhuang Temple with peace of mind, and don't let yourself get into trouble again."

After saying that, the leader of Tongtian Cult disappeared.

Hongyun raised his head, his gaze seemed to fall across space and landed on Chaos, and he said in surprise:

"Brother Zhenyuan, Taiqing and Tongtian Cult Master, are they going to fight in Chaos?"

Zhen Yuanzi dismissed the scene, nodded and said:
"The fight has already started, but you are still so slow to react."

"Shang, the day of the decisive battle between the two Han dynasties is coming soon. Naturally, the original Tianzun will not sit back and watch the leader of Tongtian Cult suffer disaster."

"Only Taiqing, the leader of the Three Pure Ones, can firmly suppress the Tongtian Cult Leader."

Hongyun still found it a bit incredible. After all, his memory stayed before his death.

At that time, Nuwa, Taiqing, Yuan and others became saints one after another.

But I, who also received the Hongmeng Purple Qi, could not find any chance of becoming a saint. My best friend Zhen Yuanzi went into seclusion again.

Therefore, out of boredom, he thought about traveling around the ancient world and visiting some old friends. He never thought that once he went there, he would never come back...

Zhen Yuanzi saw Hongyun's appearance and asked:
"Hongyun, are you still worried about Kunpeng?"

"Even though we had a close friendship in the past, he made you lose your soul for Hongmeng Ziqi. This is something that cannot be denied."

"If you can't bear to take action, then let me take action for you." Everyone in the world only knew that Hongyun died at the hands of Kunpeng, and there was a sworn blood feud between the two.

However, only Zhen Yuanzi or other guests of Zixiao Palace who were lucky enough to survive knew that Kunpeng and Hongyun were once close friends.

No, not only them, but also Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Ming He all sat together and discussed Taoism.

However, as time passed, in order to compete for the holy throne, old friends from the past drew their swords against each other.

Hongyun came back to his senses and said with a wry smile:

"Brother Zhenyuan, I have just returned from resurrection, so I need to take a moment. Let's talk about this later."

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Qinghu, Fellow Daoist Yuzhu, Fellow Daoist Panwang...where are they hiding to practice?"

"It's true that these guys just watched me being ambushed by Kunpeng and didn't come to rescue me."

"Especially this guy Qinghu. Thanks to me, I share all the good things with him. This guy is really hateful!"

Mentioning those close friends, Hongyun became angry and itched her teeth.

Not to mention the guys like Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Bai Ze, they are all on the same side as Kunpeng and will definitely not rescue him.

But Qinghu, King Pan's bad friends who once had a good time together were so hateful that they watched him fall.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's face showed a strange expression. After drinking the wine in the cup, he said softly:
"Hongyun, it's not that they don't want to come, it's just that they can't come."

"Pan King specialized in cultivating Gu insects and wanted to find a way to become a saint. However, he died before Taiqing Saints and the others became saints."

"Fellow Daoist Qinghu, I have always kept aloof from the world, and I have never done anything wrong with the Heavenly Court, the Wu Clan, and Qiu. But because of this, I was targeted by the Wu Clan and fell."

"Fellow Taoist Xuangui will not go into details. He was born as a result of destiny. His limbs turned into pillars of heaven. His true spirit was reincarnated and he became the Earth Emperor Shennong. He seems to have forgotten the past."

"Fellow Taoist Yuzhu..."

As Zhen Yuanzi narrated, the smile on Hongyun's face gradually disappeared, and the whole person fell silent.

……

Western teaching.

Sage Zhunti sat cross-legged on the lotus, sensing the battle between saints in the chaos, and said with a smile:

"Senior Brother, these three Qing Dynasties are really hypocritical. They are all brothers fighting against each other."

"Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi are brothers. They fell together in the Lich Catastrophe. The twelve ancestor witches, except Houtu, can be regarded as sharing life and death."

"Only the Sanqing, transformed by the great god Pangu, have been quarreling since they were born, and now they are all fighting."

Jie Yin glanced at Zhunti who was gloating about his misfortune and reminded:

"Junior brother, please stop saying a few words. The disagreement between the Three Purities is a battle of ideas and a battle of great ways. It is not as simple as you see."

Not to mention too clear, let's just talk about the original Tianzun who expounded the principles of heaven and earth and went with the sky, and the Tongtian leader who intercepted the numbers of the sky and went against the sky.

It would be really strange if these two people could be brothers and sisters.

"call out"

A chaotic sword energy shot through the air and landed on the Western Sect.

"Rumble"

In an instant, the earth rolled and countless innate spiritual roots were destroyed.

The cold voice of Yuanshi Tianzun resounded throughout the world.

"Get lead, Zhunti, fight with chaos!"

For an instant.

Zhunti's face turned blue and he cursed loudly:

"Original Heavenly Lord, you have gone too far!"

"This time, we two senior brothers did not provoke you!"

Jieyin stood up slowly, walked out in one step, and disappeared. His voice rang in Zhunti's ears:

"Junior Brother, you still can't tell that Senior Brother Yuan wants to hold us back and not interfere in the decisive battle between Shang and Han Dynasties."

"It's just that I don't know who will hold back Saint Pingxin." (End of Chapter)