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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three The Death of the Red Cloud

There is a Silver Dragon Lake about 100,000 miles away from Wanshou Mountain, which is a thousand miles in radius! This Silver Dragon Lake is famous for its extremely powerful silver dragon. The demons in the waters of the entire lake surrendered to the Silver Dragon Throne.

In the center of Yinjiao Lake, there is an island with a radius of dozens of miles. There are magnificent buildings on the island, and a lively banquet is being held in one of the halls.

In the middle of the hall, a group of enchanting aquatic banshees covered by gauze are singing and dancing.

On the main seat of the hall, two gorgeous red thrones were two men in red and golden imperial robes with faint breath. One sat quietly with his eyes closed, and the other was holding a glass of wine to watch the singing and dancing of the banshees below. They were the brothers Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

Below, above the seats on both sides, there were old men wearing blood-colored robes with pale faces and old men wearing black robes with dark faces with cold eyes, but the ancestor of the Styx and the demon master Kunpeng.

"Demon King!" A rough and surprising voice came from outside, and a silver-white phantom came to the hall in the blink of an eye. A wave of air directly lifted the aquatic witches who were singing and dancing, making a pleasant cry around.

Seeing this, Di Jun, with a slightly dark face, turned his eyes and looked at the sturdy man wearing silver-white scales on the hall below, and the instant burst of breath made the expression of the man with a look of surprise change, and his face turned pale in an instant, and his strong body was trembling slightly.

"Second brother!" He opened his eyes slightly, frowned and waved his hand to organize Di Jun slightly, and then turned to the Donghuang Taiyi, who was standing beside him, looked at the strong man with silver-white scales and said: "Silver Dragon King, have you found something?"

Upon hearing this, the Silver Dragon King hurriedly said respectfully to the Donghuang Taiyi: "Report to the Demon Emperor, my children, observed around Wanshou Mountain. One of the men discovered that a red light shot into the sky in Wanshou Mountain, with an extraordinary breath!"

"Red light?" Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but flashed a light in his eyes when he heard this.

Di Jun was slightly stunned on the side, and then looked at Dong Huang Taiyi with joy and said, "Brother, is that true?"

"It must be Hongyun!" A low voice sounded slightly cold and hoarse, and Kunpeng, who was on the seat on the right, immediately stood up and narrowed his eyes and bowed to Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun: "Two demon emperors, there are no powerful figures in this Wanshou Mountain except Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi. Although Zhen Yuanzi is a calm person, Hongyun is a calm guy. I had long expected that he would not stay in Zhen Yuanzi for long!"

"Okay, the demon master is indeed a clear understanding!" He stood up with a burning look and looked at Kunpeng with satisfaction, then Di Jun smiled grimly, "Hongyun, it's finally out! This time, let's settle the old and new accounts together, and wait for death!"

On the side, Donghuang Taiyi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The most important thing is the Hongmeng purple air. With it, our demon clan has hope that there will be another person who can become a saint."

"Haha, then congratulations to the two fellow Taoists first!" The ancestor of the Styx, who spoke with a smile, also hurriedly said: "You two have obtained the Hongmeng purple aura. Then the Hongyun's innate spiritual treasure gourd will be given to me!"

When Di Jun heard this, he smiled and said, "Don't worry! Friends from the Styx will help you, so my brother will naturally not lose your benefits!"

Seeing this, the Ancestor of the Styx, who was smiling on the surface, was secretly annoyed and helpless in his heart. Originally, he discussed with Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi to deal with Hong Yun, and the Ancestor of the Styx naturally had ambitions for the Hongmeng purple aura. However, now Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi are both quasi-saint cultivation and are also demon kings. The situation is stronger than others, so it is unrealistic to obtain the Hongmeng purple aura.

"Hongyun, you are lucky. If you hadn't been protected by the Heavenly Lord of Creation and then hid in Zhenyuanzi, how could you live to this day?" Then the ancestor of the Styx couldn't help but feel indignant in his heart and was rushing to death.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Ancestor of the Styx, then Kunpeng said in a low voice: "Two demon emperors, Hongyun has just left for a while, so we should chase him quickly, otherwise it would take some effort to find him if he slips away and wants to find him again!"

"Yes, let's do it quickly, so as not to cause trouble!" Di Jun said in a deep voice, and then looked at Donghuang Taiyi.

"Let's go!" Donghuang Taiyi, who had stood up suddenly, also spoke in a deep voice, and then turned into two red lights and headed out of the hall with Di Jun.

Afterwards, the ancestor of the Styx and Kunpeng also turned into a blood light and a black stream of light to chase after him.

...

In the East China Sea, Penglai Immortal Island, and the Palace of Creation, Chen Hua, who was quietly sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, couldn't help but frown slightly and opened his eyes. Then he pinched his finger and calculated. He suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes. When his figure moved, he disappeared into the slightly ripples of space in front of him.

The next moment, Chen Hua, a figure appeared in the slightly rippling space outside Penglai Immortal Island, looked at the sky of the prehistoric continent, and then, as the figure moved slightly, it swayed a ripples in space, and disappeared into the sky like lightning.

...

In the sky above the prehistoric world, white clouds floated, and the light of the sun star shone with dazzling light.

He was wearing a fiery red Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged on the big red gourd, drinking the fairy wine leisurely, feeling comfortable and at ease.

"Hmm?" His expression changed slightly, and a vague sense of danger hit his heart, which made Hongyun frown slightly, and looked at the surrounding void with a little surprise.

The red clouds turned to the condensed eyes and saw two red phantoms flying from the sky in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, go slowly!" Amid the hearty laughter, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi showed their true colors in the void.

"Hmph! What's the matter with you?" Hongyun couldn't help but snorted coldly when he heard this. When he was in Buzhou Xianshan, Hongyun still remembered the celebration with Di Jun.

Seeing this, Di Jun, who had a faint cold flashed in his eyes, smiled and said on the surface: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, if you have something to do, please discuss it. I wonder if you can sell us aside. Stop talking in detail?"

"I have nothing to discuss with you!" Hongyun, who said coldly, turned to the distance quickly. Hongyun was not a fool. His previous sense of danger, coupled with the appearance of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, naturally made Hongyun guess.

Seeing this, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who looked at each other, immediately chased Hongyun at full speed.

Feeling the two powerful auras behind him, Hongyun whose face changed slightly, couldn't help but turn back and shout, "Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, why are you chasing me?"

"I said, I have something to discuss with fellow Taoists. Why should I be so disrespectful to give face to fellow Taoists?" Di Jun sneered when he heard this.

Upon hearing this, Hongyun, who had anger on his face, was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed and looked forward, and saw a black sharp light coming towards him without any mercy.

"Kunpeng?" He quickly dodged away the black red cloud with a sharp light, and couldn't help but look at the cold old man in a black Taoist robe in front of him with some gritted teeth.

At this moment, a blood-colored sharp light came behind Hongyun. His eyes shrank slightly, and Hongyun, who quickly turned sideways at the critical moment, was still being swept across his arm by the blood-colored sharp light, causing a blood mist.

"Ah!" Hongyun, who screamed, immediately looked at the wound on his arm, and saw that there was a strange blood light on the wound, as if it was still corroding the flesh and blood on Hongyun's arm.

"Haha, fellow Taoist Hongyun, why should I rush to leave?" A grim laughter sounded, and then Di Jun came in holding the Chaos Bell in his hand, and at the same time sacrificed the Chaos Bell to Hongyun.

Locked by the Chaos Bell, I felt that the space around me was locked. Hongyun, who was attacking the Chaos Bell with gritted teeth and forced himself to carry the Hongyun bell, then flew back in a mess, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Almost at the same time, a scroll emitting black light hit the red clouds. It was the Donghuang Tai who seized the opportunity to attack Luoshu.

"Ah!" The red clouds with blood and blood were still hit on the shoulder by Luo Shu. They looked at Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng and the ancestor of the Styx, who were scattering murderous intent around them. They couldn't help but smiled sadly, and then roared with a ferocious look: "I want to kill me! You should die with you too! Haha..."

Amid the crazy laughter, a "boom" sounded across the world, and the red clouds in the void instantly turned into a fiery red sun, and the terrifying energy fluctuations were heading towards all directions like waves.

"No!" Kunpeng, who had already had a cold eyes and rushed towards Hongyun, suddenly glared at this, and then his figure moved and turned into a huge phantom and disappeared into the void.

On the other side, the Ancestor of the Styx, who also exuded a terrible murderous intent, changed his face in an instant. A red lotus platform burning with blood-colored flames appeared under his feet. The blood-red light wrapped around his whole body and flew back away in the distance. Even so, the Ancestor of the Styx, whose blood-colored light was affected by the terrible energy, flew out quickly and escaped from the range of the energy explosion. He opened it and vomited blood, and then looked at the center of the energy explosion with a pale face.

"Hongyun also has extraordinary opportunities and good cultivation. I never thought it would end up... Alas, my cultivation is still too weak!" Shaking his head and sighed. The ancestor of the Styx, who had realized something, turned around and left toward the Blood Sea of ​​Styx.
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