Just as the powerful people in the prehistoric world were feeling something, the red clouds were strolling beside the Lingshan merit pool. The twelve-grade golden lotus that was being guided was placed in the pool to nourish it. The entire merit pool was filled with golden light.

Jie Yin and Zhunti were accompanied by Hongyun, and their faces were filled with freedom and joy.

For five hundred years, the three of them sat under the Bodhi tree on the top of Lingshan Mountain, where the Western spiritual energy gathered, and discussed the Tao. Although their cultivation has not improved, they each have a deep understanding of the Hongmeng purple qi. As long as they go back to seclusion for a while, they can break through to the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

Therefore, the three powerful men walked down the mountain with great interest, and after watching the grand scenery beside the merit pool, they had to get a moment of parting.

Jie Yin clasped his hands together and said sincerely: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, it is better to stay and go into seclusion together and step into the Daluo together. Maybe it will become a grand event in the prehistoric world!"

Hongyun still looked like a kind young man, so he could only decline and said: "Accordingly, my friend Zhen Yuanzi's innate spiritual root will give birth to the first ginseng fruit after Kaitian, and I really can't stay for a long time!"

Zhi Yin lowered his eyes and seemed to be worried. Zhunti, who was beside him, shook his head and said, "In this way, my brothers and brothers will not be able to stop the time of fellow Taoist Hongyun. Why not invite fellow Taoist to visit Lingshan in the future!"

Hongyun was overjoyed and thought of saying goodbye.

At this time, Jie Yin summoned the twelve-grade golden lotus, and actually wanted to get up and send it to him. Zhunti had no choice but to summon the Seven Treasures Miaoshu and follow his senior brother to send it to Hongyun for a journey.

The three of them escaped from Lingshan together and went east for 108,000 miles. Hongyun said goodbye again to thank the two for their farewell.

He still wanted to send another trip, but was cleverly stopped by Zhunti.

Baoxiang sat upright on the golden lotus, shook his head slowly with his junior brother with a bitter face, and said to Hongyun about to leave: "Fellow Daoyun, thank you for the mediation of the Zixiao Palace. Look at our merit pool with infinite uses, it is better to divide a wisp of soul and take it back for us to nourish it day and night in the pool. Next time when we discuss the Tao again, fellow Taoist will refine it again, which will not only obtain the mystery of the merit pool, but also strengthen the soul!"

Hongyun is a good person, but not a fool.

The soul is a key element that concerns the future enlightenment. How can one split a thread to others?

But Hui Yin said so suddenly and sincerely that Hongyun could not find an excuse for a moment. With a thought, he remembered a wisp of fighting thought from his soul in his early years, and sent the soul out directly.

First, this soul was cut off in the early years, and it would not affect the growing self. Second, Hongyun regarded two Western Taoists as friends and sent this soul to Jie Yin without saying a word.

As they were about to part, Huigui instructed Hongyun and said, "You should be very careful on this journey back, fearing..."

Before the hearing of the voice transmission had been finished, Hongyun rolled up his purple-red gourd and said goodbye.

Two Taoists from the West stood in the air and watched him leave.

Jie Yin Youyou said, "Junior Brother Zhunti, why did you stop me from sending fellow Hongyun back to Wuzhuang Temple?"

"Senior Brother... If Fellow Daoist Hongyun survives this disaster, what are you and I going to give up the cause and effect of giving up the seat of Zixiao Palace?"

Zhunti's answer made Jie Yin silent for a long time, and could only look at Hongyun to escape from the range of spiritual sense sensing, and there was no trace again.

It turned out that the two of them had a whim, but because they were very close, they knew that this sense came from Hongyun.

While walking on the merit pool, you can tell that the Hongyun body is contaminated with the killing disaster. However, due to various calculations, no one spoke up.

After all, the great cause and effect of Hongyun giving up his seat in Zixiao Palace, the two brothers were unable to repay it at all, so they could only follow the flow and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Silently, two Western Taoists fled back to Lingshan and directly closed the temple and closed the death gate.

Besides, the red clouds appeared red clouds, half an acre size. The red clouds sometimes turned into several red lotus flowers, and sometimes turned into countless red sand. There was also a purple-red gourd wrapped in it, quickly passing through the sunset sky, as if it was free and easy.

Under the killing robbery, only the one who responded to the robbery was still kept in the dark!

Millions of miles west of Wuzhuang Temple, in the ordinary barren mountains, the Kunpeng Taoist, wearing a green Taoist robe and a crown of the sky, set up an altar with several treasures from the sea, and tied into a villain with the green grass that has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon for tens of thousands of years.

The man carved the red clouds' Taoist horn with red Tao patterns on his body, and a glass lamp was placed on the little man's head, and another lamp with black light was placed under his feet.

It is the spell recorded in the book of Nailhead Seven Arrows.

After the Taoist Kunpeng escaped back to his temple in the deep sea, he studied this spell for five hundred years while trying to break through the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal regardless of gains and losses.

It can be said that when Hongyun was leisurely discussing the Tao under the Bodhi tree, Kunpeng, a guy who hated him, was killing him at all costs.

In Kunpeng's view, as the sixth powerful person to reach Zixiao Palace, he should have possessed a Dao Pu, but because of Hongyun's conspiracy, he was squeezed out of Dao Pu by Zhunti. Not only did he say that when he belonged to the seven Hongmeng purple qi, there was a Hongyun but no Kunpeng!?

It directly made Hongyun's hatred ranking in Kunpeng's heart surpass Zhunti and Jieyan to the top!

Especially when they were divided into treasures later, Zhunti and Jie Yin each obtained an innate treasure. Not only did they improve their combat effectiveness a lot, but they were basically mixed together and could not take action.

And Hongyun is different!

Not only did he act as a good person when he was dividing treasures before, he mediated the conflict between the twelve ancestor witches and the three golden crows, but he did not get any treasures at all. Later, he separated from Zhen Yuanzi and went to Lingshan with two Western Taoists.

This made Kunpeng think that he had found an opportunity!

He was also born at the beginning of the sky, and Kunpeng believed that his chance was no longer under the Hongyun. Since Hongyun could take Hongmeng purple aura, he could naturally take it too!

Kunpeng naturally had superb insights when he was able to become a powerful person at this time. After studying the book of Seven Arrows for five hundred years, he actually came up with a way to improve it.

You don’t have to wait twenty-one days to get instant, but the price is the forbidden technique that was originally bound to die, and its power was reduced to only hurt some of its soul.

Kunpeng's plan was to open the altar on the necessary road to returning to Wuzhuang Temple from Lingshan, using the improved calligraphy of the Seven Arrows of Nailheads to cut off some of the souls of Hongyun, and then take advantage of his indignation to use his fast attack, which was the best in the prehistoric world.

In order to be foolproof, Kunpeng had already arranged for the monsters in his cave to mix in this river, and at the same time he had to lift his cultivation to half a step in the quasi-saint, in order to kill Hongyun in one fell swoop and seize the Hongmeng purple aura that he was thinking about.

At dusk of this day, a red cloud floated quickly from the west.

The prehistoric killing has begun!
Chapter completed!