Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Donghuang Taiyi completely lost his patience and directly sacrificed the innate treasure Chaos Bell.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of bells resounded throughout the world, and the East China Sea space instantly turned into powder under the huge power.

A huge gap opened up in the boundless space, like an abyss of darkness.

The next moment, a large bell with a chaotic black-yellow color appeared, standing on the head of Donghuang Taiyi.

The big black and yellow bell is extremely mysterious. There are sun, moon and stars outside the bell, and the earth, water, fire and wind surround it.

Inside the bell, there are mountains, rivers, land, and all kinds of races looming in it.

Five-colored rays of light illuminate the heavens, and the holy power of chaos shakes the world.

The sound of the bell is loud, the universe is brilliant, and the heaven and earth are eclipsed.

The universe is shaken, and the divine power of the innate treasure resounds throughout the nine heavens and ten earths!

Just the coercion emanating from it made Hongyun feel breathless.

"Hongyun, even if I destroy you, I can still get the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

With a thought, Dong Huangtai mobilized the power of the Chaos Bell.

In an instant, Hongyun felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him with overwhelming force.

Under the pressure of the innate treasure, the Sanpo gourd showed fine cracks and was seriously damaged.

Hongyun's innate Tao body is constantly shrinking.

The quasi-saint soul seemed to be broken into countless pieces at the next moment.

When Donghuangtai saw that Hongyun still refused to hand over Hongmeng Ziqi, he immediately shook his head slightly.

"Boom!"

The Chaos Clock made a huge roar, and the terrifying power turned into a torrent.

In an instant, Hongyun's innate body was turned into powder!

Even Hongyun's soul was not immune and was torn into countless pieces.

When Hongyun falls, the world and the earth share the sorrow, with the fall of Hongyun as the center point.

Within a million miles, there was a rain of blood.

Countless aquatic people living on the surface of the East China Sea felt a great sadness, and even food no longer tasted good.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple, under the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi let out an extremely miserable shout, "Brother Hongyun!!"

"Old Hongyun, he is finally dead."

The corners of Kunpeng's mouth rose, and he felt extremely proud, his thoughts were clear, and he felt a sense of satisfaction that a great revenge had been avenged.

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the rain of blood in the sky and frowned.

Just when he was about to take a closer look at where the Hongmeng Purple Qi was hidden by Hong Yun.

Suddenly, a ray of purple light flew out from Hongyun's broken Yuan Shen fragments.

The purple light came into the air and slowly stretched out.

More than three inches long, the whole body is mysterious and exudes the charm of the great avenue, which is the Hongmeng purple energy.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Kunpeng's eyes suddenly widened, with great greed flashing in his eyes.

Dong Huangtai's eyes suddenly fell on Hongmeng Ziqi, and a huge surprise arose in his heart.

"Haha, Hongmeng Purple Qi has a spirit, and he has automatically recognized his master!"

"Chaos Clock, confine the space!"

Donghuang Taiyi activated the Chaos Clock with lightning speed, constricting the surrounding space, and felt a little relieved.

Donghuang Taiyi was about to stretch out his big hand and grab Hongmeng Ziqi.

Suddenly, not far away from the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Jiujiu Hongyun Sanpo gourd vibrated slightly, and a huge suction force came from the mouth of the gourd.

Then the Soul-Sanding Gourd shook violently, smashing the space into pieces, and then jumped into the space with the remnant soul of Hongyun.

"No, Ling Bao has a spirit, Hong Gourd wants to escape with Hong Yun."

Kunpeng hurriedly tried to stop him, but in the end he was still a step too late and failed to capture the Sanpo Gourd.

Donghuang Taiyi glanced at the place where Sanpo Gourd escaped and ignored it.

Hongyun Yuanshen has been shattered by the chaos bell. This is not an ordinary injury, this is a Tao injury.

Even taking the top healing elixir Sanguang Shenshui would be of no use.

Donghuang Taiyi stretched out his big hand and grabbed Hongmeng Ziqi.

Just when Donghuang Taiyi was about to catch Hongmeng Ziqi.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the Hongmeng purple energy shook slightly.

It suddenly broke through the space confinement of the Chaos Bell, shattered the space, and disappeared in an instant.

"not good!"

Donghuang Tai was shocked and turned pale, the quasi-sage's Dzogchen mana was activated to the extreme.

Trying to immobilize the Hongmeng Purple Qi was in vain.

The moment the Hongmeng Purple Qi jumped into the space, it lost all its breath.

No matter how hard Donghuang Taiyi searched, he couldn't find any trace.

"Are Hongyun's words true?"

Donghuang Taiyi's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he looked at Kunpeng with murderous intent!

The Hongmeng Purple Qi was not hidden by Hongyun. Is that true as Hongyun said?

He couldn't even feel the Hongmeng Purple Qi, couldn't he take it out?

Kunpeng was so frightened by this pressure that he shuddered and his whole body was shaking.

"Your Majesty, that Hongyun is so cunning and cunning, you can't listen to his words. It must be that he was unwilling to hand over Hongmeng Ziqi, which is why he was killed."

Donghuang Taiyi snorted lightly, unwilling to argue with Kunpeng.

"go!"

As soon as he had a thought, the Chaos Clock tore apart the space and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Kunpeng wiped the cold sweat from his face and quickly followed Donghuang Taiyi away.

A long time passed after the two of them left. Zhao Gongming, Xiao Heihu and Liu Er arrived belatedly.

Zhao Gongming looked at the great pressure above the East China Sea that had not dissipated for a long time.

His expression suddenly changed. Hongyun couldn't really have completely fallen, right?

At this moment, the space in front of Zhao Gongming silently shattered.

The scarred and sluggish Sanpo Gourd appeared and kept leaning towards Zhao Gongming, exuding a very close aura.

As if he knew that Zhao Gongming could save his master's life.

"Nine-nine red clouds and soul gourds!"

Zhao Gongming recognized the gourd at a glance, and it was Hongyun's magic weapon.

He opened the gourd lid and saw a fragment of a broken soul the size of a fingernail inside, which was Hong Yun.

Hongyun exudes a very weak aura, not even as powerful as the one on Liu Er.

When Hongyun was at his peak, he was a quasi-sage major cultivator. It is conceivable how many injuries Hongyun suffered.

The remnant soul is sluggish, but it is still sending out waves of weak fluctuations intentionally or unintentionally.

"Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain. Brother Zhenyuan"

"Teacher, this remnant soul is dying. If it is not treated, it will not survive for more than a moment or three, and it will collapse."

Even Liu Er could see that Hong Yun's situation was very critical.

"It's okay, I have my own way as a teacher."

Zhao Gongming smiled slightly and took out the innate soul-raising gourd from the system space.

The innate soul-nourishing gourd is mysterious and unparalleled. It has only one biggest function, which is to warm and nourish the soul.

No matter how seriously injured you are, there is only a trace of your soul power left.

As long as you put it into the soul-nourishing gourd, you can get great nourishment.

Zhao Gongming carefully took out the remnant soul of Hongyun and put it into the soul-nurturing gourd.

"Buzz!!"

As the remnant soul of Hongyun entered, the soul-nurturing gourd suddenly began to vibrate.

A trace of the vitality of heaven and earth was absorbed by the soul-nurturing gourd from all directions.

Then it was transformed into the purest soul-nourishing energy, nourishing Hongyun's remaining soul.

After a while, I saw that the remnant soul of Hongyun gradually stabilized and no longer looked like a candle in front of the wind or a lamp in the rain.