Legend of Hongmeng Wukong

Chapter 95 Red Cloud Died (5)

When he was hesitating, he heard a bell ringing in the sky, before the bell fell, he saw two people in imperial robes coming to him, they were Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi. "Kunpeng, since the red cloud came out, why didn't you report to us!" Di Jun was annoyed that Kunpeng hadn't reported to himself, "I'm afraid the demon master wants to become a saint himself?" Donghuang Taiyi was more direct. "You two heavenly emperors, let's get to know the red cloud quickly, otherwise the night will be long and dreamy." Kunpeng changed the subject.

"Hmph!" Di Jun gave Kunpeng a hard look, "Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, for the sake of our patriarch, my brothers and I will not make things difficult for you, but you should hand over Hong Yun." Di Jun opened his mouth and Zhen Yuanzi smiled, "Di Jun, do you think I, Zhen Yuanzi, are greedy for life and betraying friends?" Tai Yi took the lead, and with a thought, the Chaos Clock slammed down on the book on the ground like a finger. As soon as the Chaos Clock and the book came into contact, it was bounced away by the soft force of the book on the ground.However, Zhen Yuanzi's face froze.Although this earth book can mobilize the prehistoric earth energy, it is also supported by mana. Seeing this, Donghuang shot a vicious look in his eyes, and continued to drive the chaotic clock to hit it violently one after another. Zhen Yuanzi used his whole body mana to fully support the earth book , but his face gradually turned pale.

Just when Taiyin smiled and was about to bombard Zhenyuanzi again, he saw a burst of golden light shining in the east, and the heaven and earth were filled with auspicious auspiciousness. Constantly surging.The three of them looked at each other with the same expression in their eyes.

While Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun looked at the sky, only Zhen Yuanzi knew who was coming, and exhaled, "My life is safe!" Hong Yun asked, "Brother Dao, Who is it?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hong Yun, who had lost all Dao heart, and thought to himself: "Oh, is it really the number of days, how long can I defy God's will? Old friend!"

As soon as the golden light appeared, I saw an elegant young man sitting on a golden lotus. It was Sun Wukong. When everyone saw it, they quickly knelt down and said in unison: "See Your Majesty the Holy Ancestor (Saint)! Your Majesty the Holy Ancestor (Saint) ) rejoice!"

(End of this chapter)