Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

Everyone suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing down on their chest.

A terrifying pressure descended, and thick dark clouds gathered.

The rich power of heaven continued to gather on Fangzhang Island.

Xuandu frowned slightly, no longer as casual as usual.

As the eldest brother of Xuanmen, he was not afraid of a strong enemy.

He protected everyone behind him, looked up at the sky vigilantly, and said solemnly.

"Find a chance to run later, and return to Kunlun Mountain as quickly as possible."

When he said this, Xuandu's face turned pale.

Even the master and his men were inferior to this kind of power.

What kind of terrifying existence did they provoke by breaking into Fangzhang Island.

Luo Xuan stared at the sky that condensed the power of heaven, frowning.

As far as he knew, there seemed to be only one person who was stronger than the Three Pure Ones and stayed in the prehistoric world.

He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly stepped forward to salute respectfully.

Such a move made everyone dumbfounded.

Is it still useful to salute at this time?

"Junior Xuanmen Jiejiao outer sect disciple Luo Xuan pays homage to the master."

Hmm?

We are worried about our lives, so we don't have to change our sects like this.

Is it okay to call him master right away?

The next moment, a voice like thunder suddenly stirred.

"Good boy, you can recognize me at a glance, you are smart."

The half-illusory purple-robed old man slowly condensed and appeared.

He showed his true body and appeared in front of everyone.

The kind-looking old man seemed to be integrated between heaven and earth.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't sense it with your consciousness.

The first disciple of the three religions has also seen Hongjun.

The moment the old man appeared, Xuandu and others greeted him.

Duobao pressed Zhao Gongming's neck and saluted respectfully.

"Junior pays respect to the Grandmaster!"

That's right, the one standing in front of you is the Master of the Six Saints, the Grandmaster of the Great Dao, the leader of the Xuanmen, the Grandmaster Hongjun who is above the saints and who is in harmony with the Dao.

Hongjun stared at the disciples in front of him with a smile and nodded slightly.

"Okay, all is good, these magic weapons originally belonged to me."

"What you have obtained today is all due to this opportunity in your life, and you should practice it well and don't let the reputation of these magic weapons fall."

Xuandu and others were relieved immediately.

Originally, they thought that this magic weapon was a fraud.

Never thought that it was the thing of the Grandmaster and fell into their hands.

Xuandu responded calmly.

"In this case, thank you for the gift from the Grandmaster."

Hongjun waved his hand casually like a kind old man next door.

"How can I give you this opportunity?"

"You can get these magic weapons, which means you and I have a destiny."

After saying that, he raised his hand and condensed golden lotuses.

The golden lotuses were filled with Dao runes.

In an instant, these golden lotuses merged into the bodies of the disciples of the three religions.

"If you, as the master, don't give some gifts to the younger generation, you will be laughed at if you tell others."

The disciples of the three religions were instantly immersed in the state of enlightenment.

Before leaving, Hongjun took a deep look at Luo Xuan and smiled faintly.

"The road that Dong Wanggong couldn't go through allowed you to walk your own way. It's really unpredictable."

After the voice fell, Hongjun's figure disappeared.

Only the disciples of the three religions who were immersed in the state of enlightenment were left.

The Yin and Yang Tai Chi around Xuandu floated and flowed, and there was a faint sense of overcoming hardness with softness.

The magical powers around Guangchengzi evolved into the universe, and it seemed that billions of magical powers were sacrificed at the same time.

In front of Duobao, the Qingping Sword floated, and the sword intent rushed into the sky. Gods would kill gods, and Buddhas would kill Buddhas.

Several people were descended by strange phenomena, and their power was overwhelming.

Luo Xuan was no exception, and the divine fire condensed.

A new divine fire descended in front of him.

Ziwei Tianhuo, the nine-nine supreme fate among fires, faced the needle of the sun's true fire.

Command the Zhoutian stars, and the stars in the world should respect me as the master!

While Luo Xuan was refining the Ziwei Tianhuo, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Master is really generous."

Ziwei Tianhuo, since the establishment of the Demon Court, the demon emperor Jun is the master.

He wiped out the Ziwei Star God and suppressed the heavenly fire.

Use the sun star to forcefully suppress the Ziwei Star.

Since then, the Ziwei Tianhuo has disappeared.

Today, I really got a surprise from Hongjun.

At the same time, in the bedroom where the two Western saints lived in the Demon Court.

Zhunti looked a little indifferent, and his eyes became more and more determined.

On the other hand, Jieyin sighed with a sad look.

"Junior brother... are you sure you want to do that?"

"But it really hurts the harmony of heaven."

Zhunti clenched his fists and explained patiently.

"Brother, everything is for the revitalization of the Western religion."

"Some sacrifices are inevitable. If we can get rid of the Three Pure Ones, it would be great."

"We have few opportunities, we must seize them."

Jieyin hesitated for a moment, and could only nod slightly.

It seems that nothing is more important than revitalization.The West is more important.

The Demon Court has been too peaceful in recent years.

Since the birth of the ten Golden Crow princes.

Emperor Jun's original tyranny has been restrained a lot, and he has also learned to think twice before acting.

Kunpeng is not seen in the court, he is imprisoned in the Sun Star as a prince's teacher.

Kunpeng stayed in Tanggu with his eyes closed to rest.

Carefully recalling every bit of teaching the princes over the years.

He suddenly entered a mysterious state of enlightenment.

Even Kunpeng himself did not notice it.

In an instant, a large amount of spiritual energy rushed into Kunpeng's body.

His thoughts suddenly became clear, and his soul was clear.

An invisible field appeared around him.

When Kunpeng opened his eyes.

His demonic aura became more intense, and his face was filled with wanton laughter.

"Hahahaha, a gold medal for immunity from death, a real gold medal for immunity from death."

"Your Majesty, thank you very much, Your Majesty. If you don't make me the prince's teacher, I'm afraid I will never be able to enlighten in this life!"

Kunpeng swept away the gloomy atmosphere and replaced it with a strong scholarly atmosphere.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the void.

The thick demonic energy between heaven and earth condensed into a brush.

Kunpeng wrote the word "demon" in a carefree manner.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

At the same time, all the monsters in the prehistoric world felt something in their hearts.

Bai Ze sat up in shock, looking in the direction of the sun star with a look of horror on his face.

"He suddenly realized the great way, how could he, a fence-sitter, suddenly realize the demonic text?!"

In an instant, Kunpeng's voice stirred the prehistoric world in all directions.

"Today, I, Kunpeng, have some feelings in my heart. I realize that the world is not complete and the demon race is lacking."

"I have specially established the demon text for the inheritance of the demon race in the world. I hope that the heaven and earth will witness it!"

Boom!!!

As the thunder of the heaven sounded.

Then came the rich merits of the heaven.

Directly dyed half of the sky golden.

Infused into Kunpeng's body.

In an instant, he transformed into a demon master respected by all the demons in the prehistoric world.

Countless demons kowtowed in the direction of Kunpeng.

"We thank the demon master for protecting the demon race, and the demon race is prosperous!"

In the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea, Zhenyuanzi who was repairing the earth veins in the west, Randeng of Mount Xumi...

Several quasi-saints looked at Kunpeng with different expressions.

Minghe looked calm and said softly.

"Today I know who I am, understand my true heart, and see the road ahead clearly. Kunpeng finally soars into the sky!"