Di Jun saw Hong Yun holding the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd.
His eyelids twitched, and his mouth went dry.
His fifth brother had just finished speaking, and now the Soul Scattering Gourd had appeared?
What kind of mouth was that? Had it been blessed or something?
Mm!
Not bad, not bad.
It had to be me. Otherwise, Jun Ge would've been in for a brutal beating.
Now that the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd has been sent over, the formation will break on its own. With only Donghua Daoist and Brocade Fur Sable King left, can they still match the two of you?
The answer is obvious.
Hearing Li Mo's thoughts, Di Jun was startled, then delighted.
As expected, he hadn't been good to Li Mo for nothing.
Li Mo had helped him, and that was why things had gone this way.
"What are we waiting for? Hurry up and break the formation!" Di Jun grinned, straightening his back. He felt far more imposing than before.
Hong Yun nodded!
Immediately afterward,
the crimson Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd was thrown straight into the air.
The gourd spun rapidly, then shuddered and swelled in the wind.
"All your efforts are wasted, Di Jun, Hong Yun! Do you think you can still escape? This time, I have Minghe and Kunpeng to thank as well. Not only will you die, but the Primordial Violet Qi on Hong Yun will also fall into my hands."
"Then, when I become a Saint, who else could rule this primordial world but me?"
As Donghua Daoist spoke, his eyes gleamed. He thrust out a palm.
A huge golden handprint gathered in the air.
A tremendous pressure, like an entire small world, came crashing down from above.
Seeing that Hong Yun hadn't finished casting his spell, Di Jun stepped forward