Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Chapter 289 Kunpeng Taoist Ancestor (seeking monthly subscription ticket)

"Dead, just like this?"

In the sky, Kunpeng's mind trembled as he watched the red cloud disappear, and Styx and Taiyi chased after the disappearing primordial purple energy.

"The bastard Hong Yun died so easily. I have already said that you will surely die if you are so careless."

As these words surfaced, Kunpeng stroked the corner of his eyes, and found that at some point, a drop of clear tears flowed down.

The tears appeared inexplicably, but they made my heart ache beyond measure.

Kunpeng raised his head, and saw that the sea of ​​clouds that had dispersed under the attack of the Eastern Emperor Bell turned crimson at some point.

It seems that the sea of ​​clouds here feels sad because of the fall of the red cloud.

"Why am I here?"

"Why would I do this?"

"Why am I crying?"

A series of three questions surfaced in Kunpeng's mind, and then endless doubts arose, which made his mind flustered, and at the same time, purple lightning seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a suspicious voice came from the side.

Kunpeng looked up and saw Styx going and returning, with a look of remorse on his face.

"how?"

"You look sad."

Styx looked at Kunpeng in astonishment.

"Sad, of course I'm sad. Seeing fellow daoists come back so quickly, I think I didn't get the escaped primordial purple energy."

Facing Styx's eyes, Kunpeng said coldly.

"Shouldn't I be sad when such a situation arises, if I had known earlier that after Hong Yun's death, Primordial Purple Qi would have escaped automatically.

Why should I be in such a hurry to start, I should have prepared earlier. "

As soon as the words fell, Kunpeng turned around and headed towards Beihai.

"What's wrong, when I did it before, I wasn't that active."

Seeing Kunpeng's back, Minghe snorted coldly, and flew towards the sea of ​​blood.

Now that Hongyun is dead, and the primordial purple energy has also disappeared without a trace, Styx, who got the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd, is not in the mood to continue communicating with Kunpeng.

Rumble!
In the North Sea, the endless waves keep rolling.

Looking at everything in front of him, Kunpeng stood silently for a long time before returning to the place of retreat.

"Without the primordial purple energy, I can still be invincible in the world."

After a Yuanhui, under the auspices of Dijun and Taiyi, the Heavenly Court of the Yaozu occupied the sky of the prehistoric world.

During this period, there were frequent battles between the monster clan and the witch clan.

It was also at this time that Kunpeng chose to temporarily "succumb" to Emperor Jun and Taiyi who came to Beihai, under the coercion of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Afterwards, Kunpeng created Yaowen and became the teacher of Yaozu.

In the eyes of outsiders, this huge luck is divided by the heavens, but in fact, Kunpeng's reputation is faintly equal to that of Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

In this way, as a demon master, he also has the possibility of sharing the luck of heaven and gradually eating away at it.

After dozens of yuanhui time, the demon clan heaven and the witch clan who ruled the earth have become life-and-death enemies.

On that day, Xixi Zhunti abducted ten Golden Crows from the Lower Realm.

Kunpeng was aware of it, but in the end he chose to let it go.

"Great calamity, only when the heavenly secrets cannot be calculated in the great calamity, can I have the opportunity to invade the luck of the demon clan's heaven, and usher in the possibility of proving the way and becoming holy."

Kunpeng was cautious and cautious, and lost silently according to his plan.

After nine of the top ten princes of the Monster Clan died at the hands of Hou Yi of the Witch Clan, the Heavenly Court of the Monster Clan and the Witch Clan completely ignited a war.

Xihe died, Emperor Jun died, Taiyi and several ancestor witches died together, and the heaven of the monster clan fell apart.

And the twelve ancestor witches in the past, except for the land ancestor witches and descendants, complemented the prehistoric by themselves, turning the sea of ​​blood into the six reincarnations.

Just when everything was about to settle, he, Kunpeng, took away all the luck in the heaven in one fell swoop.

With the blood demon of the monster clan and the witch clan in this battle, he broke through the quasi-sage in one fell swoop and reached the realm of the mixed-principal saint.

Yes, Hunyuan Saint.

It has far surpassed Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, and even the aloof Daozu.

He became the first Hunyuan saint who lived above the sky in the whole prehistoric world.

"From now on, I, Kunpeng, will be revered in heaven and earth."

Following the words, Kunpeng challenged the sages of heaven one by one after several yuanhuis.

"Stop, fellow daoist, stop quickly."

In the chaos, the two divine lights scattered, and Kunpeng saw the once aloof Taoist ancestor, and begged him for mercy with a distressed expression on his face.

"Fellow Daoist has a profound cultivation base, and no one in the prehistoric world can surpass him. It was the poor Daoist who saw it wrong back then, so please be merciful, fellow Daoist."

In the end, even the mighty Taoist ancestor, with the improvement of his cultivation base, eventually lost.

"I did it, and now the entire prehistoric world, as long as I am willing, can be torn apart in an instant."

Looking at the defeated Hongjun, Kunpeng's eyes subconsciously turned to the prehistoric world.

"From now on, in this prehistoric world, I, Kunpeng, will be the supreme Taoist ancestor."

As the words fell, Kunpeng flew into the prehistoric world amidst the trembling saints and Hongjun's fawning and awe-inspiring eyes.

On this day, the mighty powers of the entire prehistoric world came to Beihai one after another to pay homage to Kunpeng.

Above the sky, there are thousands of golden lights, countless auspicious clouds, and endless immortal energy.

"We, pay homage to Kunpeng Daozu."

As all the creatures in the prehistoric world prostrated themselves, Kunpeng only felt that his thinking was getting higher and higher, and he wanted to reach an unprecedented level.

Amidst the tumult of his mind, his eyes were about to look at the prehistoric world.

However, when Kunpeng passed by an insignificant red cloud, his whole body was shocked.

"Red Cloud?"

Looking at the clouds in front of him, Kunpeng subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it into his palm.

boom!
But in the blink of an eye, the red cloud suddenly shattered.

"In front of this Taoist ancestor, all time and all things must be dominated by this seat. If I want you to gather, you have to gather."

With the emergence of this thought, Kunpeng reversed time and space, vowing to reappear the red cloud.

But no matter how he operated the mana that made Hongjun Daozu bow his head, he found that no matter how hard he tried.

The red cloud was still unable to appear, but instead, there was a feeling of burning hotter and hotter inside the body.

"Daozu!"

This scene caused all the great powers in the wild to exclaim.

"To shut up."

Following this exclamation, a realization emerged in Kunpeng's heart, as long as he bowed his head, he could return to the position of Supreme Dao Patriarch.

But he didn't want to.

He didn't want that red cloud to dissipate from his front again.

hum!
When the burning intent in his body almost shattered his soul, that red cloud appeared in front of him again.

But what replaced it was endless purple light.

"It turns out that even becoming a Taoist ancestor is not as good as the friendship between you and me."

(End of this chapter)