With a long roar, billions of miles of void surged and collapsed, blocking all directions, forming a world of its own, isolating the inside and outside.
An incomparably fierce and vast divine bird, whose body was countless thousands of miles away, appeared. The rhythm of its body was rolling, and the avenue was rumbling. It was like the master of heaven and earth. It was eternal and immortal. Its wings vibrated and then suddenly disappeared from sight. The terrifying space storm could not hurt it.
And every cent.
The next moment is before the red cloud.
Hongyun's eyes widened, like the sun and moon, and his figure disappeared out of thin air, trying to avoid Kunpeng's inevitable blow under impossible circumstances.
He is originally cloud and mist, his form is the concept given to him by later generations, and his gathering and dispersing are impermanent.
Kunpeng's two children, as cold as the abyss, didn't show much surprise when they saw this scene. After all, he was an immortal who could sit at the forefront of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace. If he didn't even have this means, he wouldn't wait until now to take action.
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The wings vibrate, the void folds, the boundless void changes, and the space storm rolls up, but no matter where the clouds and mists are, everyone in this world will be killed!
The clouds and mists changed, and in the end they couldn't escape. They regrouped and turned into the appearance of the red cloud Taoist. Then the clouds of merit and virtue above their heads rose into the sky. The golden light was vast, and the five-color vitality of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth surged. In the center of the five qi, there was another
A huge red gourd appeared, the mouth of the bottle was opened, and large blood-red cinnabar-like particles flew out, overwhelming the sky.
The fog is misty and evil, and the blood-red mist stretches across the sky, like a galaxy flying out, rolling and surging, the atmosphere is majestic, shaking this world.
The void in all directions of Kunpeng changed, folded the void, and folded the mist and cinnabar to the side, but it still got a little bit, just this little bit. Unexpectedly, Kunpeng felt the sting of his soul, and almost let out a scream, and immediately started to activate his Xuan Gong.
The shock dissipated and he just recovered, but when he looked at Hongyun, he still had a hint of fear in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "What a meritorious immortal, a true immortal, and the most precious treasure of his life is actually such a magical magic weapon that only destroys the soul of evil people.
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"This thing is from Buzhou Immortal Mountain, a treasure among gourds and vines. After some sacrifices, I collected the evil spirits from heaven and earth, eased the fighting, drove away the turbid air, and saved many lives. It's just that these turbid odors have accumulated over time. Taoist friend is still the first
I have tasted it. If fellow Taoists stop fighting now, I am willing to put an end to the war." Hong Yundan said.
"If you don't succeed, you will die, so why should you stop fighting? Your methods are indeed superb, but compared to the Three Qing Dynasties, you are far inferior to the two Westerners. You are not my enemy!"
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Kunpeng said in a cold voice, the phantom of Dapeng changed, and the surrounding void became more and more turbulent, with endless destruction and terrifying power.
In the clouds above the head, the shadow of the Northern Dark Ocean appears, and the light of Kunpeng Avenue also shines on the sun and the moon. The long river of blood mist of red clouds surges in, but it sweeps around Kunpeng. It looks like it is coming, but it never reaches Kunpeng.
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Chichi is the end of the world. Although it is Chichi, if it is not for the vastness of supernatural power, it will never be reached.
Seeing the changes in the void again, the long river of blood mist that was supposed to hit Kunpeng's body folded and actually rushed into the long river of blood mist above Hong Yun's head, causing shocks in all directions and rumbling along the road.
A solemn look appeared in Hongyun's eyes. He knew that he would not stop fighting today, so he gave up his illusions and used all his strength. The light of the avenue boomed, fighting to the death without stopping.
Since the war started, I don’t know how many days, months and years there have been.
"That's weird! Although Kunpeng's cultivation and magical powers are better than fellow Taoist Hongyun, the difference is not big. If it were a life and death fight, either they would die together or let Hongyun escape. Kunpeng's temperament shouldn't be so reckless." Fuxi shook his head.
Tao.
"So there is still an ambush. Hongyun is blessed and predestined, but he lacks points. After all, he is inherently deficient. Therefore, Hongyun is facing the third level of murderous calamity today. If he is lucky enough to survive, it is really possible to achieve enlightenment. If not, it is time to join my human race."
Nuwa Road.
"Sister, when you talk like this, I really don't know whether I should hope that he will get through it, or hope that he won't get through it." Fuxi shook his head and said with a bitter smile.
Nuwa didn't say anything. She looked at the scene and was curious about what happened today's triple murder.
Judging from the number of days, the probability of Hongyun's death is 98%, and I don't know if I can seize that glimmer of hope.
The battle is booming.
Hongyun Kunpeng fought selflessly, and the boundless blood of the quasi-saint was swayed, and the sky turned into a large lake when exposed, but it turned into nothingness the next moment.
The light of the avenue on Hongyun and Kunpeng is also a little dim, and they have obviously reached their limit.
"Fellow Taoist, won't you get out of the way?"
Hongyun shouted, his strength was beyond Kunpeng's imagination, but Kunpeng's strength was also beyond his imagination. Without the Lingbao, he could hold him down with all his magical powers. If he had the Lingbao with him, he would definitely die today, but now
There is still some life.
If you insist on fighting, there is a 50% chance that he and Kunpeng will die together, and a 50% chance that he will escape.
Even Kunpeng will not be the victor.
"My magic power is very deep, but I lack the courage to move forward. I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat Kunpeng." Fuxi shook his head and said.
As expected, Kunpeng sneered, and the divine light of the avenue suddenly surged. In the void, the shadows of the sun and the moon suddenly appeared, and stars surrounded the sky. The boundless starlight made the brilliance of the avenue even more terrifying, showing boundless pressure.
"Star formation in the sky!"
Hongyun, who had always been calm, saw this scene and finally shouted in surprise, "This is a secret that is not told in heaven. Although you are in a high position, even Emperor Juntai does not believe in you. How did you get it and how can you use it?"
"They don't believe me, so there's nothing I can do about it? They were chased by Di Jiang and the others and fled, leaving heaven behind. However, they just let me use the power of the stars to safely arrange their arrangements. Even though they are far less powerful than the peak, I will kill you.
Red Cloud is enough!"
Kunpeng roared loudly, and the stars in the sky shone brightly.
In the sea of blood in the netherworld, an indescribably noble figure suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, revealed a smile, looked at the evil old man in front of him and said: "Fellow Taoist Styx, your opportunity has come."
In the ancestral land of the human race, Nuwa's childish eyes shrank, and the three killing calamities were clearly seen, Kunpeng, Minghe, and Emperor Juntaiyi.
There is no need to look at this lineup. Unless she, Sanqing, or the Twelve Demon Gods take action, they will die. He said straight: "Brother, prepare the formation of Qiankun and prepare to move the red cloud."
"The formation of Qiankun, which moves the void, is certainly powerful, but the Kunpeng on the opposite side is also good at this, so it may not be possible. Sister, isn't it convenient for you to take action?" Fuxi said.
"In the battle of Hongmeng Purple Qi, unless that person is you or my little brother, otherwise I will break the rules if I take action directly. If the teacher wants to find me, I can only help secretly." Nuwa said, and immediately the voice was transmitted billions of miles away, "Sister Yaochi
Brother, please borrow the Kunlun Mirror and Kongtong Seal for use."
After returning to West Kunlun, Yaochi, who felt uncomfortable, and Huanglong, who was sleeping at Qilin Cliff, all changed their expressions when they heard the message. They didn't know why, but out of their trust in Nuwa, they lent the two treasures.
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Nuwa took the two treasures and laughed softly: "A rare treasure of time and a rare treasure of space are really a perfect match."
After saying that, the light surged in his hand, and the Kunlun Mirror and the Kongtong Seal both shone brightly, showing the light of the great avenue.
The Fuxi Qin in Fuxi's hand changes, and the three merge into one, and a powerful formation is formed.
At the same moment, there was a loud noise in the ancient land.
The void burst, Kunpeng was bleeding, and a red light flew out quickly, cut through the void, and fled away.
In the sea of blood in the underworld, the ancestor opened his eyes, his nose was stained with blood, and Yuantu hummed.
This chapter has been completed!