Honghuang: I am Hongyun, I like to be a good old man

"I'm dying of laughter, Hong Yun actually provoked the saint? Tsk tsk, he's really tired!"

"Brother, let's speed up, take a good look at the excitement, and experience it, what is the power of a saint."

Unlike Yuanshi and Zhunti's gloating, Zhenyuanzi staggered in fright when he heard Hongyun's words, and almost fell off the futon.

Slap hard.

He showed an angry and anxious look, and exclaimed: "What's going on, what's going on with Hongyun, how dare you challenge a saint?!"

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, hurry up, go and get ten ginseng fruits, no, take thirty pieces, and follow me to Zhonghuang Mountain."

"I hope I can make it in time, I hope I can say something, alas, Hongyun, Hongyun, what are you thinking, why are you always taking risks..."

Compared to Zhen Yuanzi, who tried hard to save Hongyun, Patriarch Minghe wanted to slap both of them.

If you have a good relationship with someone, you have to jump on the Red Cloud thief boat.

It's all right this time.

Hongyun speaks rudely and challenges the saint, fearing that there will be death but no life.

"It's over, this time it's really over, Hong Yun's body is dead, how can it be better than me?!"

"Forget it, let's go to Zhonghuang Mountain to pay homage to Nuwa first, and hope that she can be lenient because she is also a guest of Zixiao Palace."

Zhonghuang Mountain, Nuwa Palace.

Nu Wa sat on the head, with a serious face and a great deal of majesty.

Below, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was speaking impassionedly, spit flying everywhere.

"Hongyun is so courageous and upright, he challenges the majesty of the saint. If he is not taught a lesson, how can the saint govern the prehistoric world?"

"Nuwa Empress, you can't keep your hands. You must let the hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric world know who is the real No. 1 in the prehistoric world."

Di Jun nodded repeatedly.

Although he didn't say anything, he was full of fighting spirit.

It seems that as long as Nuwa gives an order, he will go to Huoyun Palace and cut off Hongyun's head.

On the contrary, it was Fuxi, with a worried look on his face, and said: "Sister, since Hongyun took the initiative to challenge, it shows that he has nothing to fear."

"You have just become a saint, do you want to stabilize your realm first before agreeing to it?!"

Nuwa smiled slightly.

In the blink of the beautiful eyes, the sun, moon and stars flashed, and thunder and lightning flashed across.

"Don't worry, the so-called soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, since he challenges me, I will follow."

"In order to keep the title of "Prime No. 1", Hong Yun has used all means, so he must pay the price."

"If you are not a saint, you don't know the power of a saint. It's time to let him know what is noble and humble."

As the last sentence fell, a ripple appeared in the space, and her figure gradually disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a loud and vast sound spread to every corner of Honghuang.

"Since Fellow Daoist Hongyun has a heart, my daughter-in-law would rather be respectful than obedient, and please come to fight against Chaos."

The people who were rushing to Zhonghuang Mountain suddenly suffocated, and immediately changed direction, soaring into the sky one by one, heading straight for the chaos.

Boundless chaos, earth, wind, water and fire appear from time to time, and then immediately shattered.

The chaotic storm whizzed past, making a terrifying sound, like thousands of ghosts crying at the same time.

Nuwa stood alone.

Although there is only one person, he can suppress the boundless chaos.

The chaotic air did not dare to approach, the chaotic storm disappeared, and even the earth, wind, water and fire that appeared from time to time disappeared without a trace.

If it weren't for other places, the chaotic air was still surging like a sea tide, and everyone thought that this place was some kind of paradise.

This is the saint!

Even if the holy prestige is not revealed, the chaos of the heavens and the earth will tremble, not daring to disobey it in the slightest.

"Why hasn't Hongyun come yet? Could it be because of fear?!"

Gonggong asked in a low voice.

His eyes kept flickering, both apprehensive and expectant.

If Hongyun really defeated Nuwa, the Wu Clan would have nothing to fear. At worst, they would hug Hongyun's thighs tightly. With his relationship with Hongyun, there would be no big problem.

But if Hongyun fails, then there is nothing to say, what to do, if the Wu Clan perishes, he can only die with him.

Houtu forced a smile and said, "No, since Fellow Daoist Hongyun said it, he will definitely come. I am optimistic about him."

This is a little less confident.

Especially the last few words, which were very guilty, but also expressed her feelings.

"Sorry, I'm late, I'm late."

A figure suddenly appeared.

It was red cloud.

He seemed to be standing there.

No one knows when it appeared, without causing any waves in space.

Even Nuwa was taken aback, showing an inconceivable expression.

Hong Yun didn't notice it, and with a smile on his face, he apologized again and again: "In order to show respect to the saint, I just took a hot bath and changed into decent clothes."

"Ahem, the aura of Fellow Daoist Nuwa is indeed different. It is vast and boundless, like a vast ocean, deep and thick, like the earth."

"Yes, very good, he is indeed a saint, not a fake..."

puff!

Everyone staggered, almost didn't fall into a dog's shit, and their noses almost crooked in anger.

What does it mean to be "really a saint"? !

What is "not fake"? !

Is it up to you to decide whether you are a saint or not? !

It just doesn't make sense!

Sure enough, Nuwa showed an angry look, frowned and said: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, stop talking nonsense, don't you want to fight, then come."

The holy prestige is mighty, soaring straight into the sky.

Like the scorching sun in the sky, crushing Hongyun fiercely.

Although they were just watching from the sidelines, everyone was shocked and showed a look of horror.

Because the Nuwa at this moment is right in front of her eyes, but it feels invisible to the naked eye.

There is only a supreme majesty, pressing on their souls, like a towering mountain, making people unable to straighten their waists.

Hong Yun smiled slightly, and waved his big hand lightly.

Countless spaces flashed.

There are mountains and rivers, and there are stars and sun and moon.

Even in the mountains, rivers, stars, sun and moon, you can still see all kinds of creatures.

They are either flying, or fighting, or rising, or destroying.

It seems to exist in reality!

So much so that at this moment, at first glance, Hongyun and Nuwa are only a few steps apart, but hundreds of millions of miles away.

Even if Nuwa's holy power is mighty, it cannot penetrate hundreds of millions of miles.

"Hmph, no wonder you dare to challenge me. You really have some skills, so try my whip."

Nu Wa's voice was crisp.

A whip shadow fell.

Rumble!

The muffled thunder exploded.

Click!

Lightning across the sky.

Infinite power gathered and hit Hong Yun's head.

Hong Yun finally looked solemn.

The light flickered in the hand.

A black spear appeared.

"God Killing Spear, Chaos Lingbao, can take a blow from a saint..."

Chapter 182 Three corpses unite to become a true saint

Murder gun!

Chaos Spirit Treasure!

As soon as these words came out, Nuwa trembled all over, showing a look of shock.

At this moment, she finally understood why Hong Yun dared to challenge herself.

With the blessing of the Chaos Spirit Treasure, his combat power will definitely soar. Even if he is a saint, if he is not careful, he will be willing to bow down.

Fortunately, she is not vegetarian.

After the surprise, the fighting spirit remained undiminished.

A red light flashed in his hand, and the red hydrangea was thrown.

It's like a sacred mountain falling from the sky.

Across the world, suppressed through the ages.

"So what if you have a Chaos Spirit Treasure?!"

The voice is cold!

Murder is boiling!

"I am a saint, I can suppress all Xiao Xiao, and destroy it for me."

The majestic purple energy in the primordial spirit flickered, moving the prehistoric world.

A series of rules appeared.

Like a galaxy in the starry sky, it is extremely bright and shines in all directions.

These laws are obviously incomplete, but they possess terrifying power.

The void trembled endlessly.

Chaos rolled and faded away.

Hong Yun laughed, with a calm expression, and stabbed out with the God-killing Spear.

A stream of black air rippled out, blooming countless ripples, these ripples continued to spread, and finally turned into small black guns.

bang bang bang...

A fierce collision sounded.

All the power, all the light, and even the chaotic chaotic airflow were smashed by these small black guns and disappeared in place at the same time.

This is the power of the Chaos Lingbao!

Especially under the blessing of the Law of Slaughter, he already has the overbearing ability to kill everything.

"The law of killing, Hong Yun, what you practice is the law of killing?!"

Nuwa was taken aback.