Hongyun had actually cracked the formation long ago.

All Daluo were frightened. Unexpectedly, this guy not only broke the formation, but also set up an ambush in the opposite direction.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, we have no life and death hatred. This time we only took advantage of the two Lich clans, not intentionally targeting fellow Taoists."

"Yes, we are at least a casual cultivator, and we should support each other in the same camp, why is that?"

Hongyun looked at Wubian Hongsha and coldly spit out a word: "Explode!"

"boom!"

The huge roar drowned everything.

The sky exploded, and a red color swept across the endless sky, like a huge red cloud.

This sky has only red.

In the infinite red light, nearly ten spiritual lights shot out, escaped into the void, and disappeared in an instant.

...

On the top of Kunlun, on Xiaoyuan Mountain, Ye Ang looked down at the vast sea of ​​clouds and smiled and said, "Hongyun is indeed Hongyun. His methods are decisive. He has been a good man for so many years, but he still does not forget his original intention. His methods are as always, moving as thunder."

"Only nine escaped in fifty Daluo. Although the three Taishi Daluo survived by chance, they had to spend the long years in cultivation. If they want to catch up with the overall situation of the Lich battle, they must consume astronomical luck. They worked hard to contribute their efforts, but they did nothing and had to consume all the luck they earned."

"The other six Taisu Daluo are the luckiest. They played soy sauce throughout the whole process, and they stood aside, just escaped, and were not seriously injured. Unlike the other Taisu Daluo, they always jumped out to attract hatred, and they ended up being completely ruined."

"What's even more miserable is that none of the Tai Chi Daluo escaped and all fell. Hongyun's move was probably going to shock the prehistoric world."

Speaking of this, Ye Ang glanced over the Hongyun and nodded slightly: "It consumes a lot of money. The spiritual energy of the innate immortal spiritual light is quite consumed. It seems that he is ready to die."

Ye Ang thought of the nearly forty dead Taiji Daluo, and shook his head on his own, "If Taiji Daluo only relies on the consumption of innate immortal spiritual light and fights against the high-ranking Daluo, it would be a loss. But if this method of counter-use consumption is not used, its combat power will not be enough to threaten Taishi and Taichu. It seems that in the end, it will have to rely on the Heavenly Way to open up the authority of heaven and earth, and use the blessing of the rank, and similar to the weakened version of the saint, Taiji Daluo can have a certain status."

Of course, it is too early to consider these things now. How to operate them will be a matter of the future.

The most urgent task is to arrange Hongyun well.

"I'm not easy to come forward, I have to find someone to take action." Ye Ang said to himself, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the Yujing Mountain Dojo in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, it's you."

...

The endless red sand quickly returned and was taken back by the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd.

Hongyun murmured to himself in a low voice: "Why do you clowns come out, I have to kill you ancestors."

"No matter what, I will become a saint in the future. How can I do if I don't set some majesty? I really have to let you provoke you and let you leave freely. How can I become a saint in the future?"

"You jump out and let me establish my authority."

Hongyun thought that he would die if he died. Anyway, he was mentally prepared, but no matter what, he could not die at the hands of these little shrimps. Although they were indeed very strong, three of them were strong among the Taishi Daluo.

But in the eyes of Honghuang Hongyun, he is still a little shrimp and is not qualified to take his own life.

If you are killed by them and reincarnated and reborn as a saint, you will be blind.

No matter how you can kill yourself, you must have status and status.

Only in this way is it that after reincarnation and becoming a saint, I don’t feel embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Hongyun finally took back the red sand and put away some of the innate spiritual treasures scattered between the world. Hongyun continued to rush towards his Fire Cloud Cave leisurely.

He is not in a hurry, and someone will definitely be moved in his current state.

I hope someone is a person who has come to the table.

Thinking of this, he was speeding all the way, and soon Hongyun met a person who could get on the table.

"Why are you?"

Looking at Kunpeng, who was dressed in black and had a cold face, Hongyun was a little surprised.

Kunpeng smiled coldly, "Why can't it be me?"

Hongyun frowned, "The Immortal God Agreement signed by the three parties is still there. Is it appropriate for you to deal with me?"

Kunpeng said lightly: "Stop struggling, the secret here has been blocked for a long time. Even if I kill you, no one will know."

"What's more, among the demon clan, if I come forward to kill you, the three parties will not have any objection. After all, there is a personal grudge between you and me."

"Private grudges..." Hongyun murmured to himself, and suddenly laughed: "Yes, in Zixiao Palace, you lost the opportunity because of me. No matter what, you have reason to deal with me."

Hongyun narrowed his eyes slightly, then sneered repeatedly, "Since that's the case, it seems unnecessary for you to cover up the secrets of heaven."

Kunpeng raised his hand slightly, surrounding the two Daluo, and suddenly everything evolved into Feng Shui.

"What do you think is the reason for covering up the secrets of heaven?" Kunpeng seemed not in a hurry to deal with Hongyun, and he still had the leisure to chat with him.

Hongyun showed a confident smile, "Don't keep it in front of me, if I'm not wrong, the so-called dealing with me is just for you to come forward, and the entire demon clan behind you will bless you, right?"

Hongyun smiled proudly, carried his hands on his back, and said proudly: "Kunpeng, your cultivation is only between me. Even if you rely on the demon clan, you can beat me slightly, but I don't think you can have the confidence to kill me."

Kunpeng glanced at him, and after watching the Fengshui cycle, trapping Hongyun, so that he could not move forward and retreat at will, he said disdainfully: "It's good that you understand, after all, I am a demon master."

Hongyun was so happy by Kunpeng's tone that he asked with a smile: "Since that's the case, I want to know, how many times do you think you can kill me?"

Kunpeng looked at the sky with his head raised, and after a while, he took a deep breath. He stood straight, his arms slowly opened, and said leisurely: "Hongyun, I will carry the power of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation and deduce my own attack and killing. This is the art of killing Daluo. If you fall into it, you will not be wronged."

Hongyun's pupils suddenly shrank. Judging from Kunpeng's words, he felt that he could kill him directly at once?

"This is what I have won with the authority of the demon master. After killing you, I will go back to seclusion to comprehend the Dao of Taichu and march into Taiyi."

"Crazy!"

The wind shui around Kunpeng and Hongyun was becoming more and more rapid.

The red cloud did not sit and wait for death. With a wave of the scattered gourd in his hand, endless red sand spewed out. In an instant, in the world of billions of miles, a circle of red sand suddenly spread to all directions, breaking the pattern of Feng Shui intertwined created by Kunpeng.
Chapter completed!