The heavens start with Douluo

Chapter 284 Red Cloud Tribulation
Chapter 22

There is a fish in Dark North, its name is Kun, Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is, it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, and the back of Peng doesn't know how many thousands of miles away, it flies in anger, its wings are like drooping. The clouds in the sky are birds!

What this describes is Kunpeng!
Kunpeng was born in the sea of ​​Beiming. The sea of ​​Beiming is boundless, the water is deep and dark, and even the sunlight can't reach here. Kunpeng regards the sea of ​​Beiming as his old nest, and his business is very impressive. It can be said that he dominates one side.

However, although Kunpeng dominates Beiming, it rarely appears in the prehistoric world. It is the king and hegemony of Beiming, and the whole Beiming is respected by Kunpeng.Kunpeng had listened to the sermon three times in Zixiao Palace, and he was an innate demon god who had already beheaded his body. He was so powerful that not many supernatural beings wanted to provoke him.

The reason why Kunpeng managed such a huge power in Beiming is that I remember the first time I heard about it in Zixiao Palace. Although Kunpeng grabbed a futon seat by virtue of his speed, in the end he lost his seat because of the red cloud. Given this opportunity, Kunpeng began to think about the problem.

At that time, Kunpeng was already a Daluo Jinxian, and his strength was not bad, but why no one helped him. After thinking about it, he finally figured it out. It was power and reputation. There were five people sitting in front of him. Why did Zhunti pick him to attack?
Isn't it because he is a maverick, walks alone, has no influence under his command, and has no reputation in the prehistoric world, so who will they bully if they don't bully him?
Therefore, Kunpeng has been walking in Beiming from time to time since he heard the sermon in Zixiao Palace for the first time, sheltering the creatures of Beiming, and dominating them in Beiming.

Up to now, although Kunpeng's power is not as powerful as the Heavenly Court or the Wu Clan, there are tens of billions of creatures underneath, and because Kunpeng organized the Tao he heard in Zixiao Palace into Dharma and taught it to the whole Beiming, As a result, the strength of Beiming creatures is not weak, golden immortals abound, and there are even several Da Luo golden immortals.

But Kunpeng was always holding back his anger, and he felt resentment towards Hong Yun in his heart. If Hong Yun hadn't taken the initiative to give way, he wouldn't have been implicated. Two corpses.

Moreover, Hong Yun has a primordial purple energy in his hand, if he can obtain this primordial purple energy, he will be able to achieve enlightenment and sanctification right before his eyes.

After struggling and hesitating in his heart for a long time, Kunpeng was finally about to go crazy, and with a ruthless heart, he quietly left Beiming and began to stare at Hongyun's whereabouts.

Unbeknownst to Kunpeng, he was already on the list of Dijun and Taiyi. As soon as he left Beiming, he was discovered by the Heavenly Court. They want to snatch the Primordial Purple Qi, so they have to beware of the witch clan's troubles. Now in the wild, the two clans of the lich have begun to fight, and some conflicts have accumulated.

The twelve ancestral witches of the Wu clan are all reckless men who specialize in doing things that harm others and benefit themselves, so they have to guard against them.

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In Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun sits on the cloud bed, trying his best to comprehend the primordial purple qi in the primordial spirit, hoping to protect it, but this primordial purple qi is like a stone in a latrine, smelly It's hard, and after millions of years of comprehension, there is still no gain at all, and Hongyun is also very helpless.

"Could it be that the foundation of the Great Dao really has nothing to do with me?" Hong Yun said to himself a little discouraged: "Grandmeng Ziqi, Hongmeng Ziqi, I have been comprehending you for millions of years, why do you react a little bit?" No, if it is really no chance, why did you choose me again?"

Millions of years of comprehension had yielded nothing, so Hong Yun naturally began to wonder whether the foundation of the Dao was really destined for him, and did he really want to give up? .

Just when Hongyun was discouraged, Zhen Yuanzi opened the door of the meditation room and walked in. Seeing the frowning Hongyun, he asked, "How is it, Hongyun, is there still nothing to gain?" Hongyun nodded helplessly.

Zhen Yuanzi also frowned, and slowly said: "Red Cloud, it has been millions of years, and the majestic purple energy still hasn't reacted at all, so it's better..." Zhen Yuanzi didn't continue. , This kind of thing is really hard to say, especially to my friends.

Hong Yun looked up at Zhen Yuanzi, who was hesitant to speak, and sighed: "I know what you want to say. After studying for so long, I haven't gained anything at all. Maybe this primordial purple energy really has nothing to do with me. What do you think?" Advise me to give up, right?"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded. He really wanted to persuade Hongyun to give up the Primordial Purple Qi, but he couldn't say it out. After all, the Primal Purple Qi represented a holy throne, and it was a great opportunity for a cultivator. Persuading people to let go is like breaking The fortune of this person is average, not to mention that this person is his best friend for many years.

Hong Yun said with a complicated expression: "I also know your worries. If you can't comprehend the primordial purple qi, you may lead to death. This primordial purple qi is more a disaster than a blessing to me, but I am not reconciled, not reconciled! Thinking that I have been in the red cloud for countless years, why is this holy position not destined for me? I am not reconciled, the law of heaven is not fair!"

Looking at the already crazy Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi didn't know how to untangle it, so he could only comfort him and said: "Maybe it's because the opportunity hasn't arrived yet, if you study hard, you might suddenly see the light and understand Hongmengzi thoroughly." The mystery of Qi."

During this period of time, a large number of monks came to Longevity Mountain. There were thousands of Daluo monks alone. Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun were naturally not naive. They came to Wanshou Mountain to play.

Therefore, even if both of them are quasi-sages, they both have a sense of crisis in their hearts.

"Well, it doesn't seem to work. Why don't I go to Kunlun Mountain to talk to the Sanqing, maybe I can get something." Having retreated for a million years, but still unable to refine the Primordial Purple Qi, Hongyun finally reached a limit, and never He didn't want to retreat and practice in Wuzhuang Temple, and didn't tell Zhen Yuanzi, so he left Wuzhuang Temple directly and went to Kunlun Mountain.

However, Hong Yun's whereabouts were still exposed. Although most of the big Luo monks did not find Hong Yun, there were still a few who noticed Hong Yun's aura.

Suddenly, the whole prehistoric world was undercurrents because of the red cloud. At first, it was Da Luo Jinxian who robbed and killed Hong Yun, but Hong Yun used thunderous means to kill more than ten Da Luo Jinxians.

"Hongyun, hand over the primordial purple energy, let you live!" A voice sounded, and then an old man appeared.

"Fellow Panwang Taoist, we have listened to the Taoism in Zixiao Palace three times, and we are fellow Taoists, why do we have to push each other so hard!" Hong Yun said angrily when he saw the old man.

This old man was none other than King Pan, a congenital demon god, who practiced the poisonous way. Ever since Taoist ancestor opened Zixiao Palace, King Pan had never been absent.

For King Pan, there is no one who is not afraid, he is extremely good at using poison, not to mention Da Luo Jinxian, even quasi-sages have been poisoned to death by him.

At this moment, Hong Yun felt helpless in his heart, he knew that many people had paid attention to him, but he didn't expect that there were so many, and now even King Pan appeared.

Hong Yun could even feel that the former guests of Zixiao Palace were already around, and the prehistoric world was so big that there was no room for him.

"Pan Wang, since you want to take away my primordial purple energy, don't blame Hong Yun for being ruthless!" Hong Yun shouted.

Hongyun took out a three-foot-three-inch gourd that was fiery red and crystal clear. It was the red gourd that was picked from the gourd vine at the beginning.
Hongyun took the gourd in his hand, opened the gourd and poured it down, only to see endless red sand pouring out, covering the sky and covering the earth.As soon as King Pan came into contact, he felt dizzy and wanted to disperse, his whole body was pressed down like a mountain, and he couldn't move.

"Well, you Hongyun, you have practiced such a vicious treasure, destroying my good corpse, the old man will not let you go!" Pan Wang's angry roar resounded in the red sand.

But Hong Yun, the nine-nine-scattered soul gourd, specializes in the primordial spirit. King Pan didn't notice it for a while, and couldn't prevent his mistakes. In order to save his life, he had to sacrifice his good corpse.Losing the good corpse, although he did not fall, his vitality was seriously injured, his soul was damaged, and Sanhua was almost withered. If he wanted to recover his strength, it would be impossible without a certain amount of kalpa.

But Pan Wang found that Hong Yun had run away without a trace, so angry that Pan Wang stomped his feet, but there was nothing he could do. Hong Yun was a Hong Yun who was born to be good at speed. On the red cloud.

However, Hong Yun could only fly hundreds of millions of miles, and suddenly countless black ice shot out from behind. Hong Yun was shocked, knowing that someone had sneaked up, and immediately called out the red gourd around his waist, only to see countless red sand spewing out from the mouth of the gourd, which wiped away the black ice. Walking out of the mountains and forests, a Taoist with eagle eyes and hooked nose came out, just like Hongyun, Kunpeng Taoist, one of the three thousand Hongchen guests who listened to Taoism in Zixiao Palace at the same time.

Hong Yun looked at Kunpeng with an ugly expression, and asked Kunpeng angrily at Kunpeng's cynicism: "Kunpeng, you and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no hatred in the past, why did you sneak attack on me? Could it be because of this primordial purple energy?" That's all I can think of.

Kunpeng snorted coldly and said: "There is no complaint in the past? At the time when Zixiao Palace heard the Tao, if you hadn't given up your seat to Zhunti, my ancestor, I wouldn't have lost that holy seat for nothing, but why did you still get the Dao in the end?" Zhiji, of course I want to come here to ask for an explanation, if you hand over the primordial purple energy today, you and I will cancel all grievances, otherwise don't blame the ancestor for my cruelty."

Hong Yun said angrily: "What does it matter to me that you lost the holy position? You should go to Zhunti and Yuanyuan Tianzun. If you want to build the foundation of my way, you are delusional. You and I are both quasi-sages. Once we fight, I'm afraid it will be hard to tell the winner, and when the time comes to attract other people, you will never get the Primordial Purple Qi."

Kunpeng sneered and said, "Hehe... Zhunti and Yuanyuan Tianzun's accounts will be settled with them when I become a saint in the future, but there must be a break between you and me today!"

"Well, you Kunpeng, you really think I, Hongyun, are easy to bully!" Hongyun was anxious, and wiped the red gourd in his hand, and countless red sand spewed out of the gourd's mouth again, covering the sky and shooting at Kunpeng.

It's just that Hongyun didn't intend to fight Kunpeng to the death, but wanted to get away, so he immediately retreated violently, wanting to run away.

Kunpeng sneered, waved his big sleeves, and the cuffs were blown out by countless winds, blowing away the red sand in an instant, and then turned into a big roc with a flap of wings, and immediately chased after the red clouds. However, there are not many who can surpass Kunpeng in speed, and Hongyun is obviously not one of them.

(End of this chapter)