Honghuang: After hundreds of millions of years of retreat, I became the ancestor of the dragon clan

"Your level?"

Hong Yun's expression seemed a little sarcastic.

In the end, it still comes down to peace.

He looked at Kunpeng, smiled silently and said:

"What are you, you are just a defeated general!"

"Being the dog of the Yaozu, what kind of good do you really think of yourself?"

"you……"

In Kunpeng's heart, he already held a grudge against this matter, but now he heard Hong Yun bring it up again.

This made Kunpeng feel endless anger.

It made Kunpeng feel unreal.

Puzzled.

Hong Yun, who has always been known as a good old man.

Why after the last comeback.

There is such confidence.

Temperament has produced an inexplicable change.

After a brief moment of astonishment.

Kunpeng's complexion quickly darkened.

He was already extremely good-faced, and he just wanted to stop him.

Don't let Hongyun ruin his own event.

And this moment.

But the old man in the red cloud grabbed hold of his pigtails.

"Old man Hongyun, shut up!"

"If it wasn't for you back then, how could I have missed the opportunity to become a saint?"

"If it wasn't for you back then, how could I have ended up in such a miserable state!"

"The reason for all this. It's not all caused by you, an old man! Today, expose me, you are looking for death!"

Kunpeng's voice was cold, and his words were filled with resentment.

Hong Yun heard the words.

Sneered: "Blame me? When you were chasing and killing the old man, you never said such words. If it wasn't for the senior's calculation in advance, I'm afraid I would have been killed by you at that time!"

"Why, now that the injury has recovered, have you forgotten the lesson of the senior?"

While Hong Yun was speaking.

Red long sword in hand.

from the void.

Transformed into thousands of red long swords.

Each of these long swords seems to be able to penetrate the universe.

With a biting murderous look.

In the process of killing.

It was also mixed with an inexplicable domineering airflow.

Light up the sky.

It seems to be in this sky.

Countless auras were refined into a general.

Slowly cover the surrounding space.

This time.

He was also murderous.

Chase and kill yourself, bully your friends.

If it weren't for Ye Long.

He's probably dead too.

now.

When we meet Kunpeng again, how can we not fight.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Kunpeng's expression was cold, and while he was furious, he was also extremely curious.

That day, Hong Yun was obviously hunted down by himself and his party. After escaping, how could he repair the injuries all over his body?

With the red cloud over the years.

It's just so different.

even now.

He spoke so rudely that he wanted to kill him under the sky.

Kunpeng's feathers spread all over his body.

In an instant, on top of the plumes and feathers, there were many cold lights.

Every feather.

They are all like a spirit treasure, with dim light scattered in all directions.

This is him going deep into the Styx and refining it out.

Domineering extraordinary.

The whole body injury recovery.

It is bound to be a shame.

However, Hongyun saw this scene.

The palm moved slightly.

Wan Dao's scarlet long sword roared down towards the Kunpeng, blood staining the blue sky.

Kunpeng is not afraid either.

between actions.

Brought up ten thousand gusts of wind.

Induce the airflow of heaven and earth to roll.

The strong wind blew up thousands of feathers and turned them into tornadoes.

Cut the void, tear the sky apart.

Wind remnants of clouds.

Blow away all the thousands of sword blades transformed by the red cloud.

Even under the sky.

Tens of thousands of living beings were torn apart.

Turning into blood mist, Zhunsheng shot.

When it moves, the mountains and rivers will be broken, and all things will die.

People were devastated, and the storm did not stop.

It turned into thousands of sharp blades and swept towards the red cloud.

Seeing this, Hong Yun frowned slightly.

Lift five fingers slightly.

A pure red long sword, mixed with a faint purple airflow, is slowly manifesting into the world.

Once this red long sword was born, it carried a monstrous murderous aura, piercing through the sky, and the billions of miles of sky seemed to be blood-stained.

In an instant, it turned into endless red clouds.

Hack and kill towards that storm.

Among them, countless sword lights faltered.

Even Kunpeng, who was at the same level as him, looked at this scene, and the horror and fear in his eyes were fully revealed, making Kunpeng's wings look bleak at this moment.

……

Ye Long is in the Taoist temple.

The avatar unfolded the Delusion-breaking Golden Pupils.

Pierce the void.

Quietly watching the battle between the two.

You can clearly feel it.

Hongyun struggles with Kunpeng.

Hong Yun obviously suffered from not having a magic weapon.

He secretly sighed in his heart, if Xiaoteng Xiaocan and others go out in the future, they must take this into consideration.

He looked at the fire of Nirvana in his hand.

Ye Long didn't think much about it either.

Passed on to the deity.

Refined by the deity himself.

The Hongmeng Pearl slowly fell from the whole body of the deity, and escaped from the whole body of the deity.

The deity is at this moment.

Not the slightest breath was revealed.

It seems to be the purest thing in the sky.

Ye Long looked at the deity with his avatar, and he also had a psychedelic feeling.

Shaking his head slightly.

Not sure why.

Close your eyes.

Falling into practice again.

……

The ten sons of Emperor Jun broke away from Hongyun's control.

There is no one in his eyes, and he knows that there is Emperor Jun supporting him behind him, so he doesn't pay attention to the creatures of mountains and seas.

Arson and murder, killing common people.

Create unwarranted disasters.

Harm the world.

The Houtu tribe was also reduced to a sea of ​​flames.

Countless witches were burned to ashes.

Kuafu was furious and could not bear the persecution of his tribe.

Holding a mahogany staff, it turned into a stream of light.

Rush to the sky, wanting to fight with it.

However, in the sky, he fought fiercely with the top ten golden crows for a long time.

Among the ten golden crows playing.

Unfold the Golden Crow Formation and burn Kuafu.

Kuafu was defeated, but the protective light dissipated.

But still can't stand the vast glow.

All over his body, he was dripping with sweat, and there was a faint sense of invincibility in Daluo Jinxian's cultivation.

However, the top ten Golden Crows did not relax at all.

Laughter crisscrossed the clouds.

"Hahaha, look at this big fool!"

"Being roasted by us, I don't know how to escape!"

"Simply stupid!"

"Brothers, work harder and burn him to death!"

"waste!"

……

With the golden crow formation blooming.

Under the scorching sun, the water of the Weihe River has dried up.

Kuafu was exhausted all over his body.

However, the mahogany staff in his hand never let up in the slightest.

Trying to drive away the ten golden crows.

Day after day, scene after scene.

It was seen by everyone in the Wu clan.

However, the ancestors and queens of the witch clan.

At this moment, it has become reincarnation.

It is impossible to interfere with everything between heaven and earth.

Kuafu exhausted.

Died between the mountains and the sea.

The body stands still.

Gazing at the ten golden crows.

The ten golden crows saw Kuafu die.

"Brothers, this old man has never been beaten, let's go over there and have a look..."

"Brothers, go!"

……

The top ten golden crows take advantage of the trend.

Headed to a new area again.

Thousands of innocent lives are anxious.

The water dried up and the springs dried up, and the people complained endlessly.

……

Hou Yi was traveling around the world with the people of the tribe.

Suddenly, between the sky and the earth, thousands of golden lights scattered.

Suddenly felt startled.

Bow and arrow in hand.

At this moment, it broke apart.

heart.

A mournful sound came out.

in the eyes.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through.

Watch the sky and the world.

I don't know why, so I got rumors from later soil.

Kuafu died in battle.

On the face, glaring at the heaven.

All over the body, thousands of rays of light are condensed.

"Little Golden Crow, how dare you!"