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

"It's really funny to be forced to smelt the Chaos Sea created by one hand, and still look like a winner. Don't you know what it means to be ashamed..."

Uh? !

This perspective of explanation is really novel and the theory is very powerful.

Even Patriarch Chaos, the smile on his face froze all of a sudden, and suddenly, he didn't know how to refute it.

Not only that, Tongtian strikes while the iron is hot and makes persistent efforts.

His eyes blinked and shot a cold light.

The Qingping sword in his hand slashed across the ten thousand zhang sword light, aiming at the chaotic cauldron.

"Your cauldron may be really hard, but my sword is equally sharp."

Clang...

A harsh voice sounded.

Qingping's sword crossed the Chaos Cauldron.

Unfortunately, nothing was left.

That's right, even though Hong Yun pointed at Cheng Dao's blow, although it was just a casual test, its power definitely surpassed that of a blow from the Heavenly Dao Realm.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, don't worry, let's try it and see how powerful this broken cauldron is."

How could such a show of face not be mentioned and guided.

They took a step forward at the same time, and each used their strongest attack method, hitting the most ferocious blow.

Not only them, but the rest of the saints also stepped forward one after another, each showing their supernatural power and fighting.

Although they all returned in vain, the light emitted by the Chaos Cauldron finally became a little weaker.

This is a good sign!

Everyone suddenly became excited, shouting and attacking harder.

Later, the Twelve Ancestral Witches came out and formed a direct formation. The Twelve Capitals formed a large array of gods and gods, summoning the almost real Pangu Great God.

At the same time, Donghuang Taiyi, Sanqing Laozi, and Sanqing Yuanshi threw out their magic weapons, Donghuang Bell, Taiji Diagram, and Pan Gu Pan.

The three top magic weapons fused with each other and instantly turned into a god-opening axe, which fell into the hands of the great god Pan Gu.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering explosion sounded.

The Chaos Cauldron trembled violently, and the endless Chaos Qi swayed around.

There is a surge of wind, water and fire.

Clean air is rising, and stale air is falling.

An incomparably vast world is slowly taking shape.

But the next moment, the big world exploded.

The incomparably violent power all fell on the Chaos Cauldron.

After receiving such a heavy blow, the Chaos Cauldron shook violently again, and even made a cracking sound, and cracks appeared one after another.

It's a pity that before everyone was happy, the spiritual energy like flowing water came rippling, and all the cracks disappeared without a trace with just a light brush.

The Chaos Cauldron returned to its original state again, and even the flames in it became hotter and burned more vigorously.

"Haha, how about it, it can't be broken, I said, no one can break it, not even you."

The Chaos Patriarch laughed loudly.

The pride is beyond words.

"In the previous chaotic eras, I have withstood the crushing of the Great Mill with this Chaos Cauldron. What is your attack? Is it comparable to the Great Mill?!"

Can't compare!

Certainly not comparable!

In other words, even if Hong Yun took out the Great Mill, there was nothing he could do about the Chaos Cauldron.

The prehistoric saints were all silent, and for a while, they couldn't think of a good way.

"Don't tell me that's the case, my brothers in the Chaos Sea, just fell away?!"

Mie Shi Zun showed pain.

Of course, it's hard to say how much this pain is true or false.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you have to attack with all your might, otherwise Patriarch Chaos will surely succeed, and I, Honghuang, will be in trouble."

"The prehistoric is our last shelter. If the prehistoric is smelted, we saints will also lose their homes, let alone resist the immeasurable calamity of chaos..."

This "we" is used well.

directly drove the atmosphere.

All the saints in the prehistoric world looked at Hongyun with burning eyes and hope.

Hong Yun nodded and sighed: "Yes, even for the prehistoric, for the prehistoric millions of creatures, I must try my best."

"Old Ancestor of Chaos, you have done a lot of evil. I, Hongyun, represent justice today and will kill you completely. Are you not convinced?!"

The Chaos Patriarch's nose was almost crooked.

What kind of bullshit is your red cloud, and what qualifications do you have to represent justice? !

Why is my Chaos Patriarch so evil? Which of your eyes can see it? !

what.

Everyone is a thousand-year-old fox, let alone say who is a goblin, I want to break free from the shackles of the Dao, don't you? !

It's really shameless to go so far for fame and fame.

What is the number one good guy in the prehistoric world is clearly the number one thick-skinned in the prehistoric world.

But he was fearless, and said with a sneer, "I told you, the law of strength is useless."

"Just now Pangu's real body appeared, holding a Pangu axe, but still can't do anything about it, how much stronger can you be?!"

Hong Yun launched an attack with the law of force, which must be stronger than Pangu's attack just now.

But how much stronger it can be is hard to say.

It is even more difficult to say whether the Chaos Cauldron can be broken.

However, to everyone's surprise, Hong Yun did not brew the law of strength, but took out a magic weapon instead.

The Chaos Patriarch laughed wildly.

I almost didn't laugh out loud.

"Hongyun, are you stupid to attack with a magic weapon?!"

"I'll say it again, even the Great Mill can't break through my Chaos Cauldron. What kind of magic weapon can you use? Do you think you have the Primordial Spirit Treasure?!"

"No, even the Primordial Spiritual Treasure is useless, unless the Primordial Spiritual Treasure is added with the law of strength..."

Having said that, his face changed slightly, and an inexplicable panic suddenly surged in his heart.

The law of strength, Hongyun has, is the law that Hongyun majors in.

If Hongyun had another grandmist spirit treasure, wouldn't he be in trouble? !

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"In the chaotic world, it is impossible to have a primordial spiritual treasure. Even if there is, it is a fake primordial spiritual treasure."

"The fake primordial spirit treasure, no matter how powerful it is, it can't break through my Chaos Cauldron..."

Hong Yun smiled.

When he stretched out the magic weapon in his hand, it turned out to be a purple ribbon, to be precise, it was a ribbon made of purple gas.

"I don't know if Primordial Origin Qi is considered a Primordial Spirit Treasure?!"

"I have practiced with the law of strength for many years, and I don't know how powerful it is. Today I will test it with you."

"Then what, if you force too much later, don't blame it, after all you have no experience, you just need to hold on a few more times..."

Chapter 483 Chaos cauldron, broken

Primordial Origin Qi!

The foundation of the formation of Hongmeng Great World.

To some extent, it is equivalent to the mother gas of chaos.

Chaotic mother qi is the foundation of becoming a great saint, and this primordial origin qi is the foundation of becoming a grand saint.

It's a pity that the chaotic world does not allow the existence of a complete Primordial Origin Qi.

Therefore, even if Hongyun's primordial origin qi is a feedback from the system, it is somewhat flawed.

Of course, this kind of flaw is insignificant, and it has no effect on the Chaos Cauldron.

Looking at the ancestor of Chaos again, his eyes almost popped out, and his face was full of incredulity and disbelief.

"Grimmist Origin Qi? You, you, how could you have Primordial Origin Qi? It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!"

"Hongyun, who are you, who are you? Could it be that you are like me, a living creature of the Great World of Primordial Meng, who accidentally fell into the chaotic world?!"

"If that wasn't the case, how would you have Primordial Origin Qi? This is Primordial Origin Qi. Even in the Grand Primordial World, it is still a precious thing..."

is that so? !

Is primordial origin qi so precious? !

This made Hong Yun cherish the primordial origin qi even more.

After all, according to the rules of the system, something that has been given back once will not be given back a second time.

This means that once he breaks free from the shackles of the Dao and rushes to the Great World of Grandmist, he will only have one, slightly flawed Origin Qi of the Grandmist—if he wants to get the perfect version, he will not know the year of the monkey.

In particular, if the rules of the Hongmeng Great World are completely different from those of the Chaos, and the magic weapon in the Chaos cannot be used in the Hongmeng Great World, then it is even more important to cherish the Origin Qi of the Hongmeng.

"When you say that, I don't want to part with it. What should I do if I use the primordial energy?!"

Hong Yun said seriously.

The face is full of sincerity.

"How about this, you take the initiative to let go of the Chaos Cauldron, surrender to me as a mount or something, and we will turn hostility into friendship..."

puff!

The ancestor of Chaos staggered, almost fell to the ground, with black lines all over his face, angry and annoyed.

It just doesn't make sense.

My majestic Chaos Patriarch, the existence close to Chaos Avenue, surrendered to you as a mount? !

What the hell are you thinking, is there a hole in your brain, or water in your brain, or both holes and water in your brain? !

No, it's humiliating.

Naked humiliation.

He finally came to his senses, couldn't bear it anymore, and slammed his big hand on the Chaos Cauldron.

He yelled: "Hongyun, come on, let me try, how powerful your primordial origin qi is."

"My ancestor of Chaos, I have worked hard for more than ten Chaos Era, just for today, as long as I beat you and kill you, No. 12 Chaos Era, I will be respected."

"In the end, I will be able to break free from the shackles of the Dao and return to the Great World of Hongmeng..."

While speaking, a strange chaotic energy rushed out from the chaotic cauldron.

This chaotic air seemed to be alive, and it contained endless resentment, but within this resentment, there was also a wave of hope.

It hovered and turned into a dragon, one dragon eye full of resentment, the other dragon eye with hope.

Swept by the resentful eyes, his whole body immediately felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and even his soul would be frozen.

After being swept by the hopeful eyes, the body's blood boiled instantly, but it was so hot that his whole body swelled up, and he almost exploded immediately.