[Honghuang + Sword Three]" Daozu, please stay

Hongjun did not expect that the relationship between him and Luo Hu would reach such a point.

The prehistoric land under his feet has turned into a sea of ​​blood and fire, and the person in front of him is the only obstacle to his sanctification.

Heaven told him that if Rahu was killed, he would become a saint.

It will survive thousands of kalpas, and will not be touched by cause and effect.To live with the Dao, to live with the Dao of Heaven, everything in the world is an ant, isn't this what he wants to pursue?

In front of the Holy Throne, the former friendship is nothing, not to mention, they walked on different paths, and killing him was the right thing to do.

The man stepped out of the sea of ​​blood, with red eyes and a tall black figure, completely different from himself.

One represents the way of heaven, which represents order and law, and the other represents the way of magic, which represents destruction and destruction. One will grow and the other will fade away. Between them, there is no end to death.

"You're finally here." Hearing that person say, Hongjun couldn't help but feel a slight throbbing in his heart.

It has been a long time since the last time they broke up on bad terms. He concentrated on comprehending the contents of the jade plate, but that person set off waves of bloody storms in this prehistoric desolation and established countless enemies. Is that person worried?

They are evenly matched old enemies, if that person is killed by others, he should be much more lonely.

"I'm here to kill you." Hongjun's thin lips parted slightly, and he spat out a few words indifferently.

"Hahahaha, are you here to kill me? I never thought that you are so ruthless?"

"It's not me who is ruthless, it's the way of heaven that won't allow you."

The black figures spread out in place, and then gathered in front of Hongjun's eyes. The familiar faces were so close to him, so close that he could recall the days when they were together.

Luo Hu has not changed, he is still acting recklessly, just like when they were in chaos.

"It was you who chose the way of heaven and abandoned me." Luo Hu raised the spear in his hand and said to Hongjun, the spearhead was only a few inches away from Hongjun's chest.

A god-killing gun, a gun that can kill even a saint, not to mention that Hongjun is not a saint yet.

However, Hongjun did not move.

Because he already knew that Luo Hu couldn't make this move.

"I miss you."

"Even after being away for so long, I still miss you."

"My old enemy, how much I want to drag you down, how much I want to see you stained with blood from above..."

Luo Hu's hand carefully removed the long hanging hair, and caressed Hongjun's cheek.

"You can't do it."

"Before I met you, I never thought that I would fail. After I met you, I realized that this is my destiny, because, I love..."

Luo Hu did not speak the second half of his sentence, because a long sword had already pierced his chest.

The red eyes widened in disbelief, and he fell powerlessly into Hongjun's arms, blood gushing out from his chest, staining Hongjun's purple clothes red, and also dyed that cold face a bloody color.

The merits from heaven surrounded Hongjun, surrounded by golden light, holy and noble, but his face was covered with blood, like a killing demon.

Looking at the person in front of him, Luo Hu only felt extremely resentful. Yes, he couldn't kill Hongjun, but he could add obstacles to the way of heaven. Before the remaining consciousness disappeared, Luo Hu raised his head and shouted: "I, Luo Hu, established the way of magic today!" , from now on, the Tao will eliminate the demon leader, and the demon will eliminate the demon! The Tao and the magic are incompatible, and there will be no end to death!"

After finishing speaking, Luo Hu's vision suddenly went dark, and he was immediately surrounded by boundless darkness.

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When Rahu woke up, he found that he was not in the bottomless abyss. There was a soft bed under his body, but his body was naked, surrounded by pure white.

What is this place?

Luo Hu only remembered that Hongjun was going to kill himself, and then what?Why didn't he die, but came to this place instead?

Just when Luo Hu was thinking hard, a figure came in front of him. It was Hong Jun in a loose purple dress. His long hair was loose, as if he had just bathed.

"Where is here?"

Luo Hu wanted to get up, but found that he had been restrained and couldn't move at all.

However, he soon calmed down. You know, he thought he was dead before. Is there anything worse than death?

But soon, Luo Hu realized that he was wrong.

"Zixiao Palace." It turned out that this was Hongjun's dojo.

Just after answering this question, Hongjun took off his clothes. It was obviously an erotic gesture, but Hongjun did it with the dignity of a sacred ceremony.

Hongjun approached him step by step, his cold skin pressed against Luo Hu's body, making him shiver slightly.