Jiang Yun glanced around at the heroes present, then raised his head and glanced at the chaos outside the sky on the thirty-third level, and the cold smile on his lips became stronger.

Under his current wave of fancy operations, this group of three thousand mortal guests who had listened to the sermon in Zixiao Palace in the past.

Everyone is extremely angry with Hongjun!

Don’t forget that in this battle, the two brothers Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun led all the powerful men from the wild to hunt down the ancestral witches.

But they are all in the name of Saint Hongjun.

Otherwise, how could it have such a strong appeal?

Now everything has collapsed, and the heroes have suffered countless casualties!

As the mastermind behind all the heroes, Saint Hongjun didn’t even dare to let go of anything after his brand mark was crushed by the great god Pangu. He hid in Zixiao Palace and didn’t dare to show his face.

This kind of behavior is worthy of being called the first saint in the world!?

It’s really a scam.

It can be said that after this battle, Hongjun, the future saint.

In the hearts of all the great men in the world, the status of the Saint has been falling again and again, and his prestige has also been severely reduced.

Even if the Kunlun Mountains are Sanqing, Laozi, and Tongtian, they have not said anything on the surface.

But looking at their expressions, we can also tell that the former is also very dissatisfied with Saint Hongjun of Zixiao Palace!

Buzz buzz! Buzhou Mountain, above the sky, in the dark, the invisible thoughts of the heroes are constantly gathering.

As time goes by, the volume accumulation actually increases.

You can clearly see Yi Zundi, Kunpeng, Ancestor Styx...

Even within Sanqing's body, wisps of gray invisible mist are constantly floating out.

This kind of material is so strange that even a strong person in the quasi-sacred realm cannot comprehend or perceive it.

Only Jiang Yun, whose body is compatible with both Pangu's bloodline and the power of the soul, can capture a little bit of it.

"This is... the invisible resentment in the world, the power of negative emotions?"

"Oh no, it seems that I still underestimated the resentment of these powerful people!"

At this time, Jiang Yun was slightly startled, and immediately a gloating smile appeared on his face.

Now Hongjun, that old man, may have to endure it.

In fact, just as Jiang Yun expected, the thirty-third level of chaos is outside the Zixiao Palace.

Saint Hongjun is also miserable.

As early as when the remnants of the Great God Pangu appeared in the world, he had already collapsed once.

Later, in order to help Tiandao and suppress the tunnel together, Hongjun collapsed several times in a row...

When in the depths of infinite chaos, heaven and earth fight against the storm and resolve it a little.

Saint Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief, and the saint's true body once again appeared in Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, above his head, a jade slip of creation floated, and three thousand paths appeared, containing endless opportunities for creation.

Wisps of heavenly power are constantly pouring into Hongjun's body, helping him recover from his injuries and replenishing his depleted saint origin.

It's just that Hongjun's healing state has just started for a short while.

Click, click, click! The situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. From unknown time on, the jade slip of creation actually had a trace of strange gray mist material.

In an instant, Saint Hongjun, who was still in the process of deep healing, suddenly trembled and opened his eyes.

Puff! Two more mouthfuls of the saint's blood spurted out.

"This is the power of ancient resentment!?"

"How can this be unreasonable... How dare these bastards treat me like this!?"

"Ahhh..."

At this moment, Hongjun in Zixiao Palace went berserk again, feeling like an old man going crazy as a teenager.

This time he was really angry!

Earlier, in order to unite with the heaven and suppress the active and boiling power of the earth, the saint Hongjun was already exhausted.

I don’t even have any extra energy to care about the ancient world.

But I never thought that those bastards were still so careless.

At the critical moment, no one can help him, and will only hinder him.

It's okay now, the power of the endless resentment has come to our door.

As the saying goes, every grievance has its owner, every debt has its owner, and the way of heaven, cause and effect, reincarnates, endlessly!

Logically speaking, Hongjun is the honor of a saint, invulnerable to all laws and immortal.

Even the power of ancient resentment and other negative emotions cannot cause any harm to him.

But unfortunately, this time point is too subtle.

Hongjun has only just become a saint, and his Taoism and cultivation have not yet reached perfection.

In addition, during the previous process of suppressing the tunnel together with the Heavenly Dao, the saint's origin was too much lost and he was very weak, which gave the former an opportunity to take advantage of!

Of course, the most critical point is that the resentment of the ancient heroes is too strong, too much!

The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace are all people who have a lot of karma with Hongjun.

In the future, Hongjun wants to go further on the path of a saint, and even conform to the way of heaven.

It is also necessary to rely on many powerful hands in the prehistoric times, among which the Six Destined Saints are the core key point!

What now?

Zhundi, Jieyin, Nuwa, including Sanqing Laozi, Tongtian...are among them!

In addition, Patriarch Styx, Beihai Kunpeng...these top prehistoric powers.

But they all harbor resentment against him, Hongjun, and even have the slightest trace of resentment...

Such a large group of people almost includes the most powerful group of top experts in the entire prehistoric world.

With such a terrifying gathering of resentment from heaven and earth, the original trajectory of heaven's path has become turbulent and confusing!

He Hongjun really can’t stand it!

I was the first to bear the brunt and suffered a strong backlash!

Click, click, click! In the Zixiao Palace, chaos is raging, and on the jade slips of creation, gray matter is constantly derived from nothingness.

The number is increasing, and the entire jade slip is shaking violently, and even the slightest crack can be seen emerging.

The power of this massive amount of resentment is so fierce that not even this supreme treasure of creation can suppress it.

Poof! The same is true on the body of Saint Hongjun, with vicious cracks spreading.

Under the influence of the karma and karma, Hongjun is a target, and gray matter is constantly eroded.

"Escape!" Seeing that the body of a saint was about to completely collapse.

At the critical moment, Hongjun gritted his teeth, raised his head and roared with red eyes.

In an instant, the jade slip of creation above his head shone brightly, wrapped around his body, dissipated together, disappeared directly, and returned to infinite chaos.

With the help of the supreme power of the jade slips of creation, we can escape from the great cause and effect of the ancient times and return to the chaos of heaven.

This is also the decision that Hongjun made with the most helplessness, grief and anger.

Although he escaped the disaster caused by the resentment of all sentient beings, he also had to pay a huge price.

In the Zixiao Palace, infinite chaotic energy raged, gradually retreating into the depths of the chaotic sea.

Only Hongjun’s voice, filled with incomparable resentment and coldness, was still floating for a long time!

"Three hundred thousand years to the east of the river, three hundred thousand years to the west of the river!"

"I Hongjun will come back eventually!"
Chapter completed!