Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

I saw the sword light completely strangling Hong Yun to death.

Hong Yun's body turned into rain of blood.

"Red Cloud is dead?"

Is there any power to secretly doubt?

"How is that possible?"

In the next moment, the infinite rules enveloped the red cloud.

Hong Yun reappeared in front of everyone.

"It's really good, it hurts a little!"

Hong Yun's complexion was a little pale, and he looked straight at Tong Tian.

puff!

A mouthful of essence and blood spewed out from Hongyun's mouth.

Chapter 288 My fate is up to me

Jade Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly opened his eyes.

"Dubba is dead?"

"Tongtian and Hongyun are very interesting."

"Humph!"

"That Hong Yun has the Immortal Execution Sword Formation in his hand, so Tong Tian must not be his opponent."

"As long as I show up in time, save Tongtian."

"Tongtian will definitely wake up and recognize me as a brother again."

The memory of Yuanshi Tianzun returned to before the sermon in Zixiao Palace.

The vicissitudes of life.

After all, the Kunlun Mountain Sanqing parted ways.

In fact, Tongtian and Yuanshi still had some desire to resolve their hatred in their hearts.

It's a pity that neither of these two people would bow their heads.

The relationship between Yuanshi and Tongtian is getting worse and worse.

And because both of them have their own denominations.

The teachings are different, so naturally water and fire are incompatible.

"I hope that red cloud will directly destroy all the disciples of the Jiejiao."

"At that time, Tongtian will naturally take care of it."

Yuanshi attributed the source of the crime to a group of Jiejiao disciples.

Not only Yuxu Palace, but all the sages were shocked.

Since the end of the Lich Calamity.

The quasi-sage never fell in the prehistoric times.

Now Daoist Duobao was completely killed by Hongyun's first disciple.

This was a big shock to Honghuang.

Sumeru Mountain.

Western teaching.

"Pity."

"That Duobao has a destiny with me in the west."

"It has Buddha roots, and it didn't expect to die like this."

"I am barren in the west, the law of heaven is unfair."

"My fate is up to me, and the Western religion will eventually become the supreme sect of the prehistoric world."

Zhunti looked up at the sky, expressing emotion.

"No, what did I just say?"

"Am I scolding God?"

"It's over."

Zhun mentioned misfortune from his mouth and spoke the truth.

The next moment, a bolt from the blue appeared from the void.

This is the Zixiao Shenlei, or the way of heaven.

Although it is impossible to kill Zhunti, it can kill half of his life.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Jieyin suddenly walked out from the void.

He pinched his fingers and counted, with a serious expression on his face.

"Senior brother, this Zixiao Shenlei is aimed at me, you don't need to worry about it."

"Junior brother, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I can carry it."

Zhunti looked at the falling thunder, with a look of sacrificing his life for righteousness.

"Brother?"

Zhunti turned his head, but he didn't see the figure of Yingying.

The reception is to come out to have a look, and they have already withdrawn.