The beginning of the anger against the original Tianzun, I really want to die

Chapter 47 The Witty Red Cloud

The primordial purple qi is invisible and breathless, even a saint cannot feel where it is.

Those who chased out from Zixiao Palace regretted it as soon as they left the hall.

But when they wanted to go back to the main hall, they found that the door was closed tightly. Even if they had great supernatural powers and boundless mana, they couldn't push the door open.

Just when everyone was full of remorse, one of them suddenly shouted: "The Primordial Purple Qi is back!"

Everyone hurriedly stood up, their eyes fixed on the primordial purple qi that flew back inexplicably.

However, when they walked out of the hall, it was already doomed that they would miss the holy throne.

And the people in the hall suddenly became excited again, almost everyone shouted Dao Zu Yingming.

Hongjun was also a little confused, what is the situation, he specially sent this ball of purple air to Su Ye, why did he fly back by himself?
Could it be that the way of heaven prevents it?
Hongjun frowned, he had clearly arranged the six saints designated by the Dao of Heaven, and it was impossible for him to intervene in the position of the last saint.

Hongjun closed his eyes, holding Ziqi in his hands, communicating with his spiritual thoughts and the Dao of Heaven.

After a long time, Hongjun opened his eyes with a strange expression, and his eyes were full of unstoppable smiles.

He had never seen anyone who could blow back the primordial purple energy when he was in samadhi.

It is conceivable that this child is really unusual.

The formation of Dao characters in a state of unconsciousness, can not help but inspire Tiandao, and even Hongjun is also in the light.

Originally, he wanted to use this cloud of purple qi to end the cause and effect between Su Ye and Tiandao, but he never expected to be bounced back by a special force in his body.

Hongjun chuckled, and threw Ziqi into the air casually, letting it choose on its own.

Ziqi hovered above the main hall for a while, and directly entered Hongyun's body.

Hong Yun was taken aback for a moment, then jumped up and down happily, but before jumping for a while, he suddenly remembered what Su Ye had said to him in Wuzhuang Temple.

For a moment, Hong Yun's whole body began to tremble. He glanced at Kunpeng not far away, and a trace of guilt flashed in his heart.

But soon, he reacted, and hastily gave a big gift to Hongjun.

Hong Yun knelt down on the ground, with his hands facing upwards, and shouted all over the ground: "Thank you, teacher, my life is as long as the sky, and my magic power is boundless!"

All the people who were still staying in Zixiao Palace were stunned. No one knew Hongyun. Although he was a good old man, he was also a simple person.

But today he is so alert, it doesn't seem like something he can do.

Hong Yun lay motionless on the ground, as long as Hongjun remained silent, even if he was killed, he would not move.

This was the idea that Su Ye gave him when he was drinking with Su Ye in Wuzhuangguan, even after he was drunk, he would not forget it for a moment.

When I thought that Ziqi flew out of the hall and had nothing to do with me, I never thought that Ziqi would fly back by itself.

In the end, as Su Ye said, it fell on him.

Hongjun didn't expect Hongyun to have such a brain. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely saw Su Ye's shadow behind Hongyun.

Hongjun chuckled lightly and said, "Get up, this purple energy is destined for you. I hope you will practice well and get up early to become enlightened."

With Hongjun's words, Hong Yun's heart suddenly became more at ease, but he remembered that Su Ye had said such words to him after he was drunk.

"Even if Daozu has spoken for you, don't think that you will not die. After all, it is the foundation of holiness. Even under the eyes of Daozu, as long as there is a chance to kill you, no one will let you go. Chance."

Hong Yun stood up and sat beside Zhen Yuanzi without saying a word.

The two of them were not idle, they raised their heads and looked around, as long as they showed the slightest killing intent, they took note of their appearance.

……

flood.

At this time, Su Ye had already woken up from the samadhi. Just now he felt a ray of purple air coming from the east in a daze. He wanted to catch it subconsciously, but it flew away inexplicably.

When Su Ye was wondering, Bai Yu said, "My lord, you are really powerful. You can block other people's sneak attacks when you are in meditation. Unfortunately, I didn't see who the sneak attack was. Otherwise, we must catch him and eat him!"

Su Ye frowned, he felt as if he had missed tens of billions.

Su Ye looked down at him and asked, "What did that man use to attack me?"

Bai Yu thought for a moment and said: "It seems to be a cloud of purple air. Although the speed of that cloud of purple air is very fast, it was still blown away by you. Master is really powerful."

Ziqi!

Hongmeng Purple Qi!

The foundation of saints!
How the hell did I just blow it away?

Why do I have no memory at all, how did I blow him away!

That is the position of a saint, and it can become the foundation of a saint of heaven.

If he really can't die in the future, he can still become a saint of heaven, but he was just beaten away by himself!

Su Ye suddenly felt that his whole body was weak, and he lay on Bai Yu's back as if he had lost his soul.

"Purple Qi..."

"Massive Purple Qi..."

Suddenly Su Ye started to do it fiercely, and he looked at the Taoist robe on his body.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head, impossible, it is absolutely impossible for the Taoist robe to have the ability to resist the primordial purple energy, could it be a black brick?

He took out the black brick again, looked at it in front of his eyes, communicated with the black brick with his spiritual thoughts for a while, and shook his head again.

If it's not Taoist robes or black bricks, then who else would it be?

Could it be the system?

But this broken system, except for the first time he issued a task to himself, never appeared again.

Su Ye thought for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

Time is fate, it seems that in this life, you can't be a saint, you can only be a master of the Dao.

But it's really hard to find a tough guy.

Su Ye sighed deeply, patted Bai Yu and said, "I'm in a bad mood, find a little demon."

Bai Yu's huge eyes widened, and his big head nodded repeatedly. The white flames wrapped around the four hooves in an instant, and then shot up into the sky. After a while, they came to a gathering place of the monster race.

Now above the gathering place of the demon race, Su Ye glanced around, slowly raised one hand, and grabbed it from the air, and immediately caught a black bull spirit.

Looking at the huge black bull in his hand, Su Ye thought for a while and said: "Although the beef tastes good and has a chewy texture, the meat will be older if you are too old. Let's change it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ye threw the black bull spirit into the distance, only heard a scream, and no one knew where he was thrown.

All of a sudden, Bai Yu's body tensed up instantly, and white air was constantly sprayed from his nose, and the hair all over his body instantly turned into a thick layer of scales.

Su Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and he also felt that the incoming people were menacing, their cultivation level was higher than his, and it seemed that they were coming for them.

Su Ye looked down at Bai Yu and asked, "You know him?"

Bai Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Dragon Clan, Ao Ping!"

(End of this chapter)