The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 89 Hongyun is not dead?

Shi Mo felt the power of the Zhoutian Star Array weakening and discovered its weakness, but he did not feel happy. Instead, he frowned slightly.

Just now, the energy dragon controlled the collision between the Wind-Fixing Orb and the Chaos Bell. The attack had reached the saint level and also caused a certain amount of pressure and impact on the prehistoric world.

Shi Mo had already keenly felt the invisible fluctuations from the Honghuang Heavenly Dao, which seemed to be urging him to stop quickly.

"Don't be impatient! I will stop after I break the Zhoutian Star Array and kill Di Jun!" Shi Mo muttered to himself. Instead of stopping, he controlled the energy dragon to activate the Boundary Bead with all his strength and bombarded the Chaos Bell again.

Dong. Another earth-shaking bell sounded throughout the ancient world. The rich power of the stars gathered above the nine heavens seemed to shake and dissipate, revealing the severely injured Golden Immortals of the Demon Clan.

"Bastard! Retreat!" Shocked and angry, Di Jun gritted his teeth and shouted, then hurriedly controlled the Chaos Bell to smash towards the energy dragon. At the same time, he called on Kunpeng and Donghuang Taiyi to protect the Golden Immortals of the demon clan who were setting up the Zhoutian Star Array and retreated to the Heaven in a panic.

The Rumbling Energy Dragon didn't even use the Boundary Beads anymore. Instead, it charged forward with a violent aura, directly knocking the Chaos Bell into the sky.

"Want to leave?" Shi Mo, with a cold look in his eyes, controlled the giant energy dragon covered in golden light and passed through the Nine Heavens Gale Layer directly. He spewed out a surging dragon flame from his mouth, sweeping towards the Heavenly Palace like a storm.

For a moment, a sea of ​​fire filled the sky above the nine heavens, transforming into a beautiful sunset cloud, which stunned all the creatures in the ancient world, and the demons in the heaven were all horrified.

At the same time, the power of the Zhoutian stars gathered and diffused. Under the cover and infusion of the increasingly rich Zhoutian star power, the rapidly growing mouth of the Chaos Bell was like a huge black hole, absorbing and swallowing the endless dragon flame storm.
"Hmm?" Shi Mo, who brought Zhen Yuanzi to the top of the energy dragon's head, couldn't help but frowned slightly when he saw the Chaos Bell, which seemed to be more powerful.

At this time, the Chaos Bell's mouth was facing outwards. No matter how the Energy Dragon attacked, the attack power and energy falling into the bell mouth would be in vain unless they were strong enough to directly blow away the Chaos Bell at its full power.

As for bypassing the bell mouth, the Chaos Bell can continue to grow, but the energy dragon ultimately relies on the earth vein formation and cannot break away from the earth vein formation to attack.

If the upcoming battle is compared to an eagle catching chickens, the Chaos Bell is the well-defended hen that will not give Shi Mo any chance to attack Di Jun and the others and the Heavenly Court.

Boom. With the attack of the energy dragon's huge claws and the tentative impact of the power of controlling the Wind-Fixing Bead, Shi Mo couldn't help but feel helpless when he saw the slightly trembling Chaos Bell standing still like a mountain. This turtle shell really made him helpless!

"I'll go around the Chaos Bell and attack," Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but say.

Shi Mo shook his head, "It's useless! Di Jun, Kun Peng, and Dong Huang Tai Yi are not ordinary Quasi-Saints. Add to that Xi He, Chang Xi, and Bai Ze, three Quasi-Saints with one corpse, and the power of the stars in the sky. If they hold their ground, we can't do anything to them! Moreover, if we continue to attack like this, the prehistoric world will not be able to withstand it."

"Primordial World?" Zhen Yuanzi was stunned, then asked, "Then what should we do? Should we just give up like this?"

"No rush! To avenge Hong Yun, even if it takes ten thousand years, or even a single Yuanhui, it won't matter," Shi Mozhe said. "Besides, Hong Yun hasn't truly fallen."

"What? You said Hong Yun is not dead?" Zhen Yuanzi glared, then excitedly said: "His good corpse incarnation was destroyed, and his original body also self-destructed, how could he not be dead? He..." "This is his Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Red Gourd," Shi Mo took out a large gourd and handed it to Zhen Yuanzi:

"It contains his remaining soul, as well as the primordial purple energy that Di Jun so desperately desires. It must be because of the primordial purple energy that he was able to preserve a trace of his remaining soul and have hope of returning to life."

"Resurrection? Only a remnant soul remains. Even if he can recover, his vitality will be severely damaged, and his foundation will be damaged. I'm afraid it would be good enough if he can recover to the level of a Daluo Jinxian."

Zhen Yuanzi, frowning, couldn't help but say, "But it's better than being torn apart! As long as there's hope of recovery, that's good!"

"Don't worry! I will find a way to give Hongyun a new life," Shi Mo said seriously, and stuffed the red gourd into Zhen Yuanzi's hand: "Keep this red gourd well, for the future."

Before Shi Mo finished speaking, a stream of purple air flew out of the red gourd and entered the body of Zhen Yuanzi, who had just reached out to grab the red gourd.

"This Shi Mo, I don't have it..." Zhen Yuanzi was stunned. When he reacted and was about to explain, Shi Mo, who was also stunned, said with a gleam in his eyes:

"Hongyun has no use for this Primordial Purple Qi. Since he gave it to you, make good use of it. Next, as long as we achieve enlightenment and become saints, killing Di Jun and avenging Hongyun will not be difficult."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but be invigorated. He looked at the red gourd in his hand with a complicated expression, tightly grasped it, and said through gritted teeth:
"Is this what Hongyun meant? Okay! I will work hard to achieve enlightenment and become a saint, so that I can avenge Hongyun and make Dijun and the demon race pay for their actions!"

"Let's go! Let's go to the Netherworld Blood Sea first. Just because we can't do anything to Di Jun now, it doesn't mean we can't do anything to the Netherworld Ancestor," Shi Mo said, patting Zhen Yuanzi's shoulder.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but nod with a cold murderous look in his eyes and said, "Okay! Then let's go kill Minghe first!"

As the giant energy dragon quickly shrank back to the prehistoric land, many prehistoric monks and powerful people who were watching the battle breathed a sigh of relief.

This battle was too terrifying. Although it had nothing to do with the powerful cultivators who were watching, the strength and means displayed by both Shi Mo and the demon clan brought too much deterrence and pressure.

"Finally they are gone." Many powerful demon clan members in Heaven, including Kunpeng and Donghuang Taiyi, were a little scared and relieved. If it were not for the Chaos Bell, Heaven would probably have been overturned by Shi Mo.

But the demon emperor Di Jun still had an ugly expression on his face. The demon clan had made such a big fuss this time, but still failed to obtain the Hongmeng purple energy. And Shi Mo's cultivation had obviously cut off his three corpses, and he had already stepped half a foot into the realm of a saint.

Once Shi Mo attains sainthood, given his relationship with Hong Yun, he will definitely attack the demon clan again.
"Shi Mo, if he hadn't ruined my plans, I would have definitely obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi by now." Di Jun clenched his hands tightly and was filled with resentment.

On the other side, after returning to the ancient land, Shi Mo took Zhen Yuanzi and used the power of the formation to teleport directly to the underworld in a blink of an eye.

The dark and deadly land of the netherworld was enveloped by a dazzling earth-yellow light. Above the still, dead-sea-like sea of ​​blood, the figures of Shi Mo and Zhen Yuanzi solidified.
(End of this chapter)