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

The blood turned into a torrent of endless rivers.

Sweat has turned into rain and dew that nourishes everything.

Just like Pangu.

No, it should be said that they are the Pangu of this world.

To be more precise, Hongyun is the Pangu of this world—after all, this prehistoric world was created by his avatar.

Eyes opened sharply.

He finally came to his senses.

The breath of chaos flashed in the eyes.

A strange law is constantly circling around, like an unpredictable dragon.

The momentum is constantly changing.

Sometimes it is as majestic and majestic as a mountain, sometimes it is swaying and weak like grass, sometimes it is like a river flowing endlessly, and sometimes it is as vast and boundless as the sea.

"What's going on, do you feel it? Fellow Daoist Hongyun seems to have changed."

Suddenly, Tongtian said such a sentence.

Frowning tightly, he stared at Hongyun without blinking, full of curiosity and surprise, and even a little fear.

"He is clearly in front of me, but it feels like he has disappeared."

"No, it didn't disappear, it turned into a mountain, no, it was a weak grass, it wasn't right, it should be a rushing river, it wasn't right, it looked like a vast sea..."

Everyone was amazed, their eyes were withdrawn from the battle between Hong Huang Tian Dao and Yang Mei, and they looked at Hong Yun curiously.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, after seeing it, they were all stunned—really stunned, unable to speak for a while.

As Tong Tian said, the red cloud was clearly in front of his eyes, but the impression he gave had completely changed.

It's fine to change, after all, he is the eighth heaven of saints, and it's easy to change himself and make others feel.

But the problem is that he is changing in ever-changing ways, changing into different objects every moment, every minute and every second.

Mountain!

river!

Vegetation!

Ghost!

Even a wisp of wind, a cluster of fire, a flash of lightning, and a cloud of evening clouds.

too weird.

It's so weird, it's completely unpredictable.

You know, everyone present is not a simple person.

The person with the worst cultivation level is also on the Dao Canonization List, and is a future saint.

Those with strong cultivation bases, such as Yin Yang, Qian Kun, and Quan Xing, are already in the fifth heaven of saints.

But even they couldn't perceive Hong Yun's state at this moment—that was truly mysterious, truly indistinguishable from ghosts and gods.

At some point, the fight between Honghuang Tiandao and Immortal Yang Mei stopped completely, including Hongjun, all stared blankly at Hongyun,

Doubt.

Puzzled.

Even more frightened.

"How is this possible, how is this possible?!"

Honghuang Tiandao muttered to himself and kept asking, his body trembled slightly, and the Nine Dao Laws kept flickering, as if they were about to collapse.

"Heavenly Dao Realm, this is the Heavenly Dao Realm, Saint Nine Heavens, Nine Dao Laws..."

Immortal Yang Mei was also dumbfounded.

It wasn't until he heard Hong Huang Tian Dao's words that he trembled all over, and suddenly came to his senses, his eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief.

"The sage has nine heavens, nine principles, and nine births of ten thousand dharmas. Hongyun is saying "nine births of ten thousand dharmas"."

"No wonder, no wonder even with my ability, I can't perceive his state. With the Nine Laws in his body, there are ten thousand dharmas with him, so how could I be able to perceive it..."

Hongjun sighed, didn't say anything, just closed his eyes slightly.

Compared with the dread of the prehistoric world and the envy of Immortal Yang Mei, his expression is the most peaceful - a little bit unwilling, but more gratified.

That's right, even he himself was resurrected by Hongyun, so there's nothing to be jealous of or hate, it's serious to cooperate with Hongyun honestly and be a good little brother.

"Yang Mei, did you see it?!"

Suddenly, the voice of the prehistoric world sounded.

With endless resentment, like an awl, it pierced straight into Yang Mei's ear.

"This is the person you trust. He took advantage of the willow tree world and the opportunity to merge with the prehistoric world to successfully break through to the realm of heaven."

"As for you, you are only the eighth heaven of saints, not even the eighth heaven of peak. You are just a fool, a fool who was played in the hands of others."

Yang Mei's expression changed drastically.

Sometimes it was blue, sometimes it was red, sometimes it was white, its fists were creaking even more, and the back molars were almost crushed.

"How dare you treat me like a fool? I want him to pay the price he deserves!"

"Say, what should I do now, what should I do in the end, I will never be a fool, I will never do it."

Almost hysterical!

Completely crazy!

Hong Huang Tiandao laughed.

His eyes flickered coldly.

His whole body was boiling like boiling water.

He paused every word: "It's very simple, stop him, devour him, and then refine it for your own use, and you will advance to the Saint Ninth Heaven."

"Don't look at his breath changing now, but he is actually stabilizing. Now is the best time, Yang Mei, what are you waiting for, let's do it."

"I join forces with you, we will be able to catch him by surprise, and you will be the saint of Jiuzhongtian when the time comes."

"The opportunity is not to be missed, the time will never come again, if you don't act now, you will never be able to break through to the Ninth Heaven of Saints..."

Yang Mei's breathing became short of breath!

His eyes began to turn red and bloodshot, and the Thunder of God of Punishment in his sleeves roared continuously, apparently unable to hold back.

Chapter 335

Everyone noticed that the strangeness of Immortal Yang Mei, even Daozu Hongjun, couldn't help but look over, his brows were slightly frowned, showing a puzzled expression.

what happened? !

Is Yang Mei so easily persuaded? !

It shouldn't be!

You know, a sage in the eighth heaven, whose tenacity is absolutely extraordinary, how could he be moved by one or two words.

But if he hadn't been persuaded, how could he have stared at Hong Yun, his eyes shining with anger.

Something's not going well.

Hong Yun might be in danger.

The figure flickered slightly.

He was about to stop Yang Mei, but unexpectedly someone had already blocked his way.

"Hongjun, you'd better not interfere!"

It is the way of heaven and earth.

He stared at Hongjun closely, with a sudden momentum, like an insurmountable mountain.

"If you dare to move, I will kill you first. Don't think that the Meteor Sacred Pill can control me. Tell you, it's useless."

"I am the Dao of the Primordial Heaven, blessed with the great luck of the Prehistoric, any conspiracy will not work on me..."

This is no nonsense.

Immortal Yangmei benefited a lot from the fusion of the world of willow trees and the Great Desolate Continent, and actually he also benefited a lot.

In any case, he is the prehistoric way, and he is the rightful kind, how could he not take advantage of it.

Of course, the benefits he can grab are only temporary, and they can only be counted as corners.

Once Immortal Yangmei and Daozu Hongjun really unite, there will be no room for him to survive.

This was also the reason why he was in such a hurry to take action immediately to destroy Yang Mei.

Fortunately, things changed unexpectedly. Although Yang Mei couldn't be killed, but due to Hong Yun's sudden breakthrough, Yang Mei's temperament changed drastically, and she became his ally.

How can Hongjun be a soft persimmon?

Hearing the words of the prehistoric world, he couldn't help being furious, and wanted to be tough.

But at this moment, Hong Yun's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Wait a minute, Daozu, don't meddle in this matter. Your main task is to protect the prehistoric world."

"Great Immortal Yang Mei, Great Desolate Heavenly Dao, hehe, I really look forward to what kind of blow they can give when they join forces."

"I just broke through the Ninth Heaven of Saints and reached the level of Heavenly Dao. It's time for me to test my power..."

What test power? !

It's clearly Liwei!

Hongjun knew it in his heart, he didn't dare to neglect, and quickly stepped back.

When Honghuang Tiandao saw this, he couldn't help being overjoyed, thinking that he and Yang Mei joined forces to scare Hongjun's courage.

The attitude is getting more and more arrogant!

His eyes became sharper!

One step, another step.

He slowly approached Hongyun, his whole body was boiling with murderous aura, and he didn't hide it at all.

The one who was equally murderous as him was Immortal Yang Mei.

No, in fact, Immortal Yang Mei's murderous aura is stronger than his, especially a pair of eyes, which are completely blood red, almost dripping out.

Seeing this, Hong Huangtian said, the corner of his mouth slightly twitched, revealing a smug smile.

With a voice full of temptation, he said word by word: "Yang Mei, you and I have known each other for hundreds of millions of years, you should know how generous I am."

"Kill Hong Yun and refine it for your own use. You will be promoted to the Ninth Heaven of Saints, just like me. You are also in the Dao of Heaven."

"At that time, we can bring the power of the prehistoric to fight for supremacy on the void battlefield. All demon gods will surely be invincible, and the entire chaos will be respected by you and me."

The smile grew brighter.

The eyes are almost shooting little stars.

Full of anticipation and longing.

"Great God Pangu, who opened up the world, what is the so-called thing, isn't it just that he wants to use the power of the heaven and the earth to break the shackles of the Dao, so that he can truly be at ease from now on?!"

"It's a pity that when he was about to succeed, Dao Dao sensed it and wiped him out completely, but in the end it was cheaper for you and me."

"Dominate the void battlefield and devour three thousand demon gods. With your cultivation base, you and I will surely be able to reach the peak of the Great Dao Saint, breaking the shackles of the Dao, just around the corner..."

Hong Yun still had his eyes slightly closed, and the aura on his body was constantly changing, sometimes like a mountain, sometimes like a long river.

But his ears were not idle for a moment, and he heard the conversation between Tiandao and Yang Mei clearly.

Surprised and surprised!

I can't even help but be shocked!