Hong Yun holds Earth Book on his head and protects Twelve Ancestral Witches behind him.
With this scoundrel expression, Heavenly Dao almost collapsed.
It has been Heavenly Dao School of Diplomacy Primordial Wilderness for many years, but I have never seen such a scoundrel, such a shameless person, and such a mean-spirited person.
Even though I was among Chaos...
But what can it do?
"Hong Yun, do you know that even if you escape Heavenly Punishment today, there will definitely be a day of reckoning in the future?"
"As long as you hand over Twelve Ancestral Witches today and let me destroy their Primordial Spirit, I will not care about anything else."
Heavenly Dao Hongjun A pair of purple eyes are extremely deep, filled with cold light.
It attempts to use future threats to force Hong Yun and others to submit. Pangu Bloodline plus Pangu Primordial Spirit are too great a threat for it to control Primordial Wilderness.
Apart from other things, the Hong Yun in front of me has unknowingly become a thorn in Heavenly Dao's heart.
He originally thought that by giving Hong Yun Primordial Violet Qi, he could control him like he controlled Three Pure Ones.
Unexpectedly, Hong Yun would rather choose Law-Proving Dao to become Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal than become Heavenly Dao Saint under his jurisdiction.
Coupled with the interference of Hongjun and the massive amount of Merit in Hong Yun, this put him in a dilemma.
"Heavenly Dao Stop talking nonsense. If you want to destroy the Primordial Spirit of my twelve brothers and sisters today, you must first defeat the poor Earth Book."
How could Hong Yun, who had the upper hand, compromise easily?
As for Heavenly Dao's threat to be liquidated in the future, he had already made plans in his heart, and the time for that plan was almost over.
Heavenly Dao Hongjun took a deep look at Hong Yun and Twelve Ancestral Witches, which seemed to contain endless murderous intent.
"In this case, you should take care of yourself and there will be a day of reckoning!"
Finally, its figure slowly blurred and disappeared into Chaos.
"Hoo!"
After Heavenly Dao Hongjun completely disappeared, Hong Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
Heavenly Dao Hongjun puts too much pressure on them!
This time, Hong Yun and others worked hard, and almost all their trump cards were revealed.
Next time, if Heavenly Dao is prepared, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get through the difficulties, and more planning will be needed.
But for some reason, Hong Yun always feels that this Heavenly Dao Incarnation is weird.
"Logically speaking, Heavenly Dao shouldn't be so weak. Even if Lao Den is holding him back, he won't be able to condense the incarnation of Seventh Layer of Saint."
"Moreover, Heavenly Dao is selfless, how could it be so..."
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the words Pangu's Will reminded him to be careful about Heavenly Dao when he woke up.
Hong Yun's thoughts were quickly interrupted by Ancestor Witch.
"Brother Hongyun, you are so majestic, even Heavenly Dao can't do anything to you!"
Hong Yun turned around, but it was Dijiang and Zhurong who surrounded him.
There was a look called "adoration" in their eyes, as if they regarded the former as an idol.
If Primordial Wilderness has a way to "pretend".
They would like to regard Hong Yun as the ancestor of "pretending"!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun: Cursing...
"Brother Hongyun shouldn't be careless. Heavenly Dao failed this time. I'm afraid there will be more plots against me, Wu Clan, in the future."
Zhu Jiu Yin looked worried. This time he was almost suppressed by Heavenly Dao, which made him very scared.
If Heavenly Dao really succeeds, Wu Clan's current good situation may be ruined.
Hearing this, Ancestor Witch also restrained his laughter, and his expression gradually became serious.
It would be fine if they were ignorant before. Now that they had just experienced a war, they knew how powerful Heavenly Dao was.
That is an existence that even the true form of Father God cannot match.
"Haha, everyone, don't be too worried. I have already planned this matter. Heavenly Dao I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the day of reckoning!"
Hong Yun's words made them look surprised.
"Really?"
Wu Clan all showed joy and looked at her one after another.
"How long has it been since Pindao's words came true!"
Hong Yun smiled confidently, and these words seemed to give them a reassurance.
Indeed, in the past few years, whenever Hong Yun opened his mouth, it had been carefully considered, and every plan had produced miraculous results.
Then Hong Yun turned his attention to one place, which was where Houtu was.
"But this matter still falls on sister Houtu!"
"Me?"
Houtu heard this and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, pointing at himself and wondering.
Hong Yun nodded, showing an enigmatic smile.
Purple Cloud Palace in.
Heavenly Dao returned, Hongjun knew that Hong Yun was fine, and both parties agreed to stop.
After Heavenly Dao returned to its origins, it didn't see a glimmer of light flashing deep in Hongjun's eyes.
"Heavenly Dao ah, Heavenly Dao!"
Hongjun murmured to himself, no one knew what he was thinking.
He closed his eyes slightly and returned to his cultivation state, as if nothing had happened.
Three hundred thousand years passed by in a flash.
For Primordial Wilderness, this is just a nap.
But this time is enough to make Hong Yun's reputation and gold content among Primordial Wilderness even higher.
It has been many years since Witch-Demon War ended.
Wu Clan and Human Race won, but they failed to completely destroy Demon Clan.
After the defeat, Demon Clan hid in Heavenly Court, and had no offense with the two tribes of witches and humans.
It can be regarded as a side confirmation of the original saying of Heavenly Dao Hongjun: "The demon controls the sky, and the witch controls the earth."
However, the battle between Wu and Yao Clans created East Sea's illustrious reputation as "Hong Yun Dao Venerable".
"Thinking back to that year, Dao Venerable faced Heavenly Dao with a long spear, pointed at Heavenly Dao and scolded him so that the latter did not dare to speak back..."
"It was Dao Venerable who cared about Primordial Beings and had the courage to speak out, which prevented a Wu-Yao Tribulation, avoided the destruction of all living beings, and won the respect of countless living beings."
"We monks should regard Dao Venerable as our idol and take maintaining the stability of Primordial Wilderness as our own responsibility."
"..."
The story about "Hong Yun Dao Venerable" was widely circulated in Primordial Wilderness, and even spawned many unflattering rumors among many female cultivators.
Not to mention other things, many powerful women such as Western Queen Mother, Nuwa, etc. were so angry that they confiscated a lot of them.
According to them, any rumors that are detrimental to the image of Hong Yun are not allowed to be spread.
As for whether they personally criticized it, no one knows.
However, more Primordial Creatures are respectful and teach their children and grandchildren to use Dao Venerable as a template.
Everyone does not know that Dao Venerable, whom they all respect, has been traveling in Primordial Wilderness for the past three hundred thousand years.
On this day, a figure in a white robe and a girl in a goose-yellow palace dress came to the most filthy and evil realm in Primordial Wilderness.
There are no living creatures here, and the bones are faint.
A strong fishy smell slowly emanated from the boundless blood.
What makes people's scalp numb even more is that in this boundless blood, there are thousands of lonely souls with so much resentment wailing inside.
Many of them have been around for a long time and have even evolved into powerful ghosts.
There are also many lonely souls who died tragically and were born during the time of Witch-Demon War.
"Why? Why do living beings suffer so much after death?"
"Obviously they have died tragically, but they still have to endure the torment of resentment after death. How cruel the world is to these lonely ghosts!"
"But where should these lonely souls with so much resentment go?"
"..."
The girl wearing a goose-yellow palace dress had a look of compassion on her face as she murmured to herself.
She didn't notice that the aura on her body had faded away from the violence at some point, leaving only peace and tranquility.
But this momentum is more grand, thick and imperceptible.
Unknowingly, Houtu's cultivation level has quietly improved to Quasi-Saint Great Perfection.