This is Hongjun, the ancestor of all dharma in the universe.
This is Hongjun, holding a fierce sword and almost slaughtering 360 million ancient demon gods who were born from the same source.
This is Hongjun, the master of Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti and other saints, the man who single-handedly elevated Haotian and Queen Mother to such status.
However, he was not Hongjun, at least not the Hongjun that Gu Xiechen knew.
Many saints and countless immortals, the Buddhist cultivators carefully stepped back a long distance. Except for Haotian and Queen Mother, the other saints almost instinctively stayed away from Hongjun. Especially Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti, their expressions suddenly changed.
It was extremely ugly.
In the void, there are only two crazy monkeys still fighting desperately. The sainted Du Shengsheng Fo Yin Yin has suppressed the monkey and is attacking the monkey with one stick after another, hoping to completely defeat this monkey with the help of a ray of his own spirit.
The clone of the condensed body.
The two monkeys roared wildly as they fought, and the crazy ape cries shook the stars all around. The sound of the two long sticks colliding made everyone dizzy, as if they were in a blacksmith's shop, and there were people all around.
Countless people picked up hammers and struck the iron ingots randomly.
"Oh, it's so lively!"
Hongjun suddenly smiled. As soon as he smiled, black energy suddenly rose around his body, and a desperate murderous intention that was as thick as a swamp and made people unable to even resist was suddenly born out of thin air. Except for
Gu Xiechen's subordinates protected by the Three Liancheng Cities and the immortals from other forces, as long as they were within ten thousand miles of Hongjun, regardless of their level of cultivation, they would explode with a scream and die.
The sky was filled with the flesh and blood spurted out by the immortals' exploding bodies. Balls of blood and light rang out at the same time. The huge destructive power produced by the immortals' self-destruction killed and injured a large area of their companions or enemies. In just the blink of an eye, Hongjun
Within thousands of miles nearby, except for Gu Xiechen and a few other saints, there was no living being.
A trace of evil light shot out from Hongjun's eyes. He glanced coldly at the saints standing around him and nodded.
"There is still one more... As long as there is one more saint, the sky tower can be repaired by more than 50%, and the sky tower can heal automatically. If there are more saints, it will be better, and the first line of star abyss can be healed early
The shape is the best."
After laughing softly for a few times, Hongjun tilted his head and sighed: "There is still one saint left. Where can I find a saint or more saints?"
A sigh, like the cold wind coming from the Nine Nether Hell, made everyone's bodies tremble violently, including Gu Xiechen.
Hongjun, who was surrounded by a ball of black light, suddenly grinned and pointed towards the void. Hundreds of streams of light shot out and quickly shot into the many people present who had broken through the peak realm of Daluo Jinxian and had already entered the realm of Hongmeng.
Inside the immortal body.
The monkeys who were fighting fiercely were also hit by a stream of light. There was another stream of light that shot far into the sky.
Miserable howls and excited roars came out at the same time. In that stream of light, there is an extremely huge understanding of heaven. If you can understand these heavenly ways, mortals can become saints instantly. But such a huge information, ordinary immortals
Where can I afford it?
Hundreds of immortals whose bodies were penetrated by the stream of light let out hysterical howls. Their bodies expanded rapidly, and their heads exploded into pieces amidst the muffled thunder. The immortal bodies collapsed, and their souls disintegrated. Hundreds of them were only in the realm of saints.
The tyrannical immortal below exploded and died almost at the same time.
In the field, only the monkey who was fighting with the victorious Buddha looked up to the sky and screamed wildly. A spiritual light flew into the sky from his body, and an inexplicable aura spread in all directions. The powerful pressure made all the immortals present involuntarily worship and pay homage.
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From a certain star field in the distance, an equally powerful aura was faintly transmitted. In that direction, Yang Jian, who was leading the army to fight against many golden immortals in Yuxu Palace, also successfully broke through with this spiritual light and reached the realm of saints.
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Suddenly sensing the aura of Yang Jiansheng, Yuanshi Tianzun's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly flicked out a spiritual light with his finger. Yang Jiansheng, the disciples of Yuxu Palace who were fighting with him were like an egg hitting a stone. If Yuanshi Tianzun was like an egg against a stone,
If he didn't recall these disciples quickly, he might be afraid that Yang Jian would kill them all without mercy.
But even if Yuanshi Tianzun ordered it in time, God only knows how many disciples could escape from Yang Jian.
But just as the spiritual light flew less than ten thousand miles, a black stream of light came from the diagonal stab, and Hongjun had already shattered the spiritual light with one knife.
"If we don't have a few disciples, we'll just collect a few more." Hongjun looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and said calmly: "No matter how much you care about those disciples and take care of them, they may not all be loyal and reliable. Back then, the poor Taoist was fighting with the saints in this world.
Who hit Pindao behind with the 'Jade Clear Nine Heavens Divine Thunder'?"
Yuanshi Tianzun looked regretful, folded his sleeves and kept silent.
With a cold smile, Hongjun looked at Taishang Laojun and asked with a smile: "Who hit the poor Taoist with a pole on his shoulder?"
Taishang Laojun was also silent. Hongjun looked at Tongtian Cult Leader and sighed: "You have also learned to hurt people from behind? The four swords of Zhuxian, the four swords pierce the heart. If it weren't for Haotian, the Queen Mother would risk her life to save him. If it weren't for Poverty,
He still had some ability to save his life, but he has long since died."
The murderous sword in his hand roared, Hongjun looked at Qingyin again, Zhunti sneered: "You and the other two are also poor Taoist disciples, but it is you who led the disciples to hunt down Haotian. If the Queen Mother had not been poor for thirty thousand years,
Tao taught them to become saints, and Nuwa refined the elixir, which restored Pindao's vitality. Hey, hey. He has been chasing them day and night for 30,000 years! He is indeed a good disciple, a good disciple!"
Gu Xiechen and others stood aside, dumbfounded, and felt their whole bodies dripping with cold sweat.
No wonder the relationship between these saints is so complicated, they seem to be in a mess, feelings, and such a past?
It seems that many of Hongjun's disciples have betrayed him and even besieged him. Why is this?
After pondering for a moment, Gu Xiechen's eyes flashed with chaotic light. He used all his magical powers and looked at Hongjun.
At a glance, Gu Xiechen felt his heart sinking. The Hongjun in front of him no longer had the round and veteran image, only a thick and dense black air existed. A shadow of a knife was looming in the black air, and in the shadow of the knife.
Above him, a figure sat cross-legged. Looking at the figure, he looked like Hongjun, but not like Hongjun. His body shape was roughly similar to him, but the peak angle of his head, the wings behind his back and the long tail behind his thighs did not look like Hongjun.
Jun.
Sensing Gu Xiechen's gaze, Hongjun looked over in surprise, with black light flashing in his eyes. Hongjun nodded and said with a smile: "Wait, are you the one who succeeded us and became a saint in our original world? Well, Kung Fu
Huohou is the top choice, if not for the slightly lower power, traitors like Pindao really are no match for you."
With a deep sigh, Hongjun pointed at Gu Xiechen and said, "Don't look at me with your Dharma eyes, or I'll dig out your eyes!"
It was a simple sentence, but it was filled with murderous intent and incomparable ferocity.
Gu Xiechen looked at Hongjun, the chaotic light in his eyes became more intense. He sneered: "You can try it!"
With a cold snort, Hongjun suddenly moved, and a dark blade gleamed from his slanted stab, sweeping down towards Gu Xiechen's eyes.
The Chaos Clock suddenly appeared above Gu Xiechen's head. A bell rang, and the surrounding space was in chaos. Earth, water, fire, wind, thunder and lightning spurted out together, turning the void into a pot of rotten porridge. The sword light hit the Chaos Clock and was immediately shaken.
It was shattered into pieces, but the Chaos Bell was not feeling well either. A mysterious light flashed across the bell body, and a finger-deep mark was carved by the sword.
His heart felt like it was being bombarded by huge rocks, and Gu Xiechen vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Shaking his head, Hongjun sighed: "It's just the Chaos Bell you forged yourself? Although it contains the original bell spirit and has swallowed up countless genius treasures, the imitation is just an imitation, and it lacks some heat. It's not good enough.
Not enough!”
Pointing at Gu Xiechen, Hongjun nodded and said with a smile: "As a poor Taoist, I can't do anything to you today. Go back and practice carefully, and I will definitely take out two of your eyes next time. Those shiny eyes, poor Taoist."
The Tao is not happy, very unhappy."
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Gu Xiechen put away the Chaos Bell without saying a word. Hongjun was Hongjun, and his strength was really terrifying. With a random flash of a sword, he was no match for him. It was terrifying, terrifying.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Hongjun's strength, Gu Xiechen suddenly saw a strange expression on Yuanshi Tianzun's face from the corner of his eye. His heart suddenly twitched, and he almost instinctively raised the Chaos Bell, Yuanyang Xuanzhu, and Yuanshi Tianzun.
The Yin Xuan Pearl also turned into two groups of strong light, one black and one white, guarding the Chaos Clock.
A jet of black sword light shot out from the void silently, hitting the Chaos Bell heavily. A mournful cry was heard from the Chaos Bell, the bell body was pierced by the sword light, and a wisp of cold air pierced Gu Xiechen's heart. Gu
Subconsciously, Xiechen hurriedly blocked the Yuanyang Xuanzhu and the Yuanyin Xuanzhu in front of his chest. Two crisp sounds were heard, and the sword light penetrated the two Xuanzhu and hit Gu Xiechen hard.
Gu Xiechen felt severe pain in his chest, and his figure was knocked backwards by the sword. He rushed backwards all the way. Behind Gu Xiechen stood an unknown number of heavenly soldiers and generals and disciples of Jiuyou Dao. From where he stood,
All the way to the other end of the Three Connected Cities, at least one hundred thousand subordinates were smashed to pieces by Gu Xiechen along the way, and some even had their bodies exploded by the impact.
"Hongjun!" Gu Xiechen stood up unsteadily, holding his chest that was constantly spurting out golden blood.
Hongjun smiled strangely and looked at the Chaos Bell, which was pierced by the sword light, and the three innate treasures, Yuanyang Xuanzhu and Yuanyin Xuanzhu. He shook his head sarcastically and said: "A pile of broken copper and iron is vulnerable to a single blow.
You are not vulnerable to a single blow. But you, what kind of body training technique are you practicing? The Xuanhuang Immortal Body? It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it, but you should practice the Xuanhuang Immortal Body, right?"
Gu Xiechen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Hongjun, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.
The Chaos Bell and other three treasures were severely damaged. Gu Xiechen's three corpse souls were seriously injured. His body was almost penetrated by the sword light. If Pangu's true body had not already gained some heat,
He has been killed by Hongjun with one sword.
The leader of Tongtian Cult in the distance sneered: "You break your promise in person and plot against others. Are you still our teacher?"
The words of Master Tongtian resonated with Taishang Laojun and others. They nodded at the same time and looked at Hongjun coldly.
After pondering for a moment, Hongjun no longer paid attention to Gu Xiechen, but lightly flicked the blade of the murderous knife with his finger, and said lightly: "This body belongs to Hongjun, and this spirit also belongs to Hongjun, I...why
Not Hongjun? Why don’t you want to be Pindao’s disciples anymore?”
Many saints didn't reply, they just stepped back a long way.
Sighing, Hongjun shook his head and looked at Gu Xiechen again.
"It's very sad that these disciples got everything from Pindao, but now they have betrayed Pindao. You should have practiced the Xuanhuang Immortal Body, but why don't you have the aura of this technique? You have also betrayed Pindao.
Dao?"
Gu Xiechen shook his head and said with a smile: "I have never been your disciple, what kind of betrayal is this?"
A black light flashed across Hongjun's body, and he suddenly grabbed the void with his hand.
The Corpse Emperor and others around Gu Xiechen all released various magic weapons to defend themselves. Who knew where Hongjun's hand was, but he grabbed the Xuanhuang Immortal King Buddha from the void. He was holding a leg of lamb and was gnawing happily.
The Xuanhuang Immortal King Buddha looked at Hongjun blankly and asked subconsciously: "Old Taoist? What are you doing?"
Hongjun smiled, turned around and smiled at God Haotian: "So that's it, he practiced the Xuanhuang Immortal Body Divine Art, but he actually expelled this magical power and evolved into a human. In this way, he doesn't owe you anything, and you can't
What are you asking him for?"
With a long sigh, Hongjun squeezed it casually, and the Xuanhuang Immortal King Buddha was instantly shattered into pieces, and his soul was also annihilated.
Gu Xiechen's heart was shocked, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
Hongjun sighed, shook his head and said: "Fortunately, fortunately, there is still one more move."
With his eyes widened, Hongjun looked at Gu Xiechen and shouted sternly: "The heavenly soldiers and generals behind you are all from the immortal book. Why don't you surrender quickly?"
There was a flash of inspiration in the void, and the wheel of heaven from the original universe emerged out of thin air, spraying out a large ray of light to cover Gu Xiechen.
Gu Xiechen burst into laughter. He pointed at Hongjun and said with a smile: "I have cracked the restrictions in the fairy book! Hongjun, what other tricks do you have?"
The rays of light cast by the wheel of heaven did not respond for a long time, and Hongjun's face couldn't help but change. He nodded and sneered: "Okay, okay, okay, that's it. You are such a cunning kid, you can actually take advantage of everything that poor Tao left behind."
Everything has been resolved. Well, you can be considered as successfully betraying me."
Looking up to the sky and sighing, Hongjun suddenly looked at Taishang Laojun and other saints and shouted sternly: "Give you a chance, return to the sect of Pindao obediently, and be driven by Pindao, you can still save a life, otherwise..."
The leader of Tongtian Cult said coldly: "I would rather break the jade into pieces than destroy it. You are not Hongjun, and you are not my master!"
Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun and others did not say anything, but looked at Hongjun expressionlessly.
Shaking his head, Hongjun sighed: "Then, I can only kill you all. Just in time, just in time, there are enough saints in this world, and the Tian Tower has repaired itself by more than 50%. The first line of star abyss is about to transform...
Thousands of years later, in the Star Abyss, we will fight with all our strength. The winner will control the world; the loser will lose his soul. Do you guys have the courage?"
Without allowing anyone to answer, Hongjun had already returned to Tianfu with Haotian and Queen Mother with a long smile.
Nuwa's expression froze, she frowned and thought for a while, shook her head, turned into a light and quickly moved away, making it clear that she would not participate in such things.
Jie Yin let out a long sigh and suddenly appeared in front of Gu Xiechen.
"Fellow ancient Taoist, just now Hongjun struck, how powerful was it?"
Gu Xiechen looked at Jie Yin and said calmly: "He is ten thousand times stronger than us."
Jie Yin said calmly: "Back then, he was not so powerful. After being separated from the wheel of heaven in the original universe, his magical power was only several times stronger than ours. If we join forces, we can still compete. But now,
He has become so strong, he is no longer the master Hongjun he was back then."
He slowly extended a hand to Gu Xiechen and asked seriously: "Are you willing to form an alliance to fight against him?"
Looking at the extended hand, Gu Xiechen suddenly laughed three times, turned around and left with everyone around him.
One after another, the three connected cities broke through the void and escaped. Gu Xiechen sneered: "I have no interest in being a thug and scapegoating the dead!"
After a long time, Gu Xiechen's voice came from the distance again.
"Thousands of years later, I'm also interested in the first-line star abyss."
