Chapter 179

Taoist Hongjun has repeatedly stressed that to become a great road, great luck, great perseverance and great wisdom are indispensable, which is why.

This is his own bloody lesson! The lesson of the past is in front of him. How can he not emphasize it in every way.

"It turned out that there was still this past in Xiandao." Nu Wa, who was on one side, was shocked when she heard the soliloquy of Taoist Hongjun. She also took it for granted.

Xiandao is all inclusive. There are countless Taoist and magical powers. It also contains various ideas, which are different, including contradictory words.

A number of great supernatural powers have already secretly suspected that the inheritance of Xiandao is so broad and profound that it is not created by one person, but the wisdom of several people.

However, the Taoist ancestors did not speak, and the great gods did not dare to ask more, for fear of causing the dissatisfaction of the Taoist ancestors. Anyway, no matter how the fairy way is inherited, the benefits they get are real and can't be fake at all.

Then why do you have to take the risk of offending the Taoist ancestors to explore the source of the ethereal fairy way?

"Eh?"

While Nu Wa was listening to her, Taoist Hongjun suddenly gave a faint sigh and stopped talking to himself.

Curious, Nu Wa looked forward and saw Taoist Hongjun staring at the futu tower with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"Tao you Luo, everyone is here. Why don't you show up?" he frowned and looked at the futu tower for a while. Taoist Hongjun suddenly relaxed, looked funny and said to the futu tower.

"What?!"

"The devil is coming!"

Hearing Hongjun's words, Nu Wa felt nervous. She quickly released her mind and swept around. I only felt the emptiness around me, the boundlessness, the endless rhyme filled it, and I didn't find the figure of the devil ancestor Luo.

In doubt, Taoist Hongjun smiled gently, waved floating dust and swept the futu tower. A purple streamer flashed, gorgeous and suddenly changed the futu tower.

There was black air, deep sense of death, and the magic atmosphere was strange. The floating Tu tower trembled slightly. Strange magic patterns appeared on the body, frightening people's mind, pouring into the air and evolving constantly, interweaving a supreme magic shadow.

It's the devil!

Nu Wa was shocked and inexplicable when she saw this!

It is not too much to say that he has reached the peak of famine.

However, before Taoist Hongjun took action, he didn't even notice any abnormality. He was suddenly surprised until the demon ancestor Luo appeared.

This is the cultivation of the demon ancestor Luo Yu

To what extent?

Moreover, Nu Wa can be sure that this demon ancestor Luo is not a saint. He does not have the breath of heaven that belongs to the saint alone.

In other words, Mo zuluo is not a saint, but has far more strength than ordinary saints.

Such incredible things were beyond Nu Wa's imagination. The sage who should be invincible has an enemy?!

"The water in this wasteland is deeper and muddy than I thought. Even saints can't see the whole picture.

"I really don't know what kind of unimaginable state Pangu dadaozun was in, so as to open up a magnificent and colorful world like the flood and famine."

All kinds of thoughts flashed in her mind, but Nu Wa didn't show a penny on her face. She quietly stepped aside, came behind Taoist Hongjun, and silently watched the battle between the two supreme Taoists.

"Ha ha! Taoist friend Hongjun, you and I have never met again since we parted in ancient times. When I saw you today, you have changed a lot."

"In those days, Taoist friends were so spirited that they led a group of immortals in Xuanmen to the west, attacked Xumi mountain, the ancestral court of our evil way, and launched a world-shaking war with our evil way!"

"Look at the Taoist friends. Now, even if the road is built, the world is invincible, but because it is consistent with the way of heaven, it can't help itself and can't make its own decisions. It can't be free to stay in Zixiao palace."

"Far less at ease than I am!"

"What's the meaning of your success?"

Luo Xuan's evil thoughts hidden in the futu tower were forced out by Hong Jun without any embarrassment. Instead, he laughed and grabbed Hong Jun's point that he could not be free.

The sound is majestic and contains a sense of evil. It is with a sense of bewitchment. It tempts the mind, shakes the heart of the Tao, and leads people to degenerate into demons. There are ripples everywhere, which is actually the supreme evil sound.

"Ha ha!"

"After so many years, Taoist friends have not changed. They still like to hide their heads and show their tail, hide in the dark and use tricks. They don't dare to show up. They reveal a sense of smallness everywhere!"

In the face of Luo Zhen's questions, Hongjun smiled and looked sarcastic, pointing directly at Luo Zhen's actions all the time.

The sound was high and vast, just like the sound of heaven on the avenue. Where it passed, it was like the wind blowing, which wiped out all the visions caused by the magic sound.

"Really?"

"Why don't you think about it? If I really intend to hide in the dark all the time, why do I appear here?"

Before the words fell, Luo Zhen moved. His right hand was slightly raised, and an empty shadow of a long gun suddenly appeared. The gun was red with blood and exuded the meaning of killing God. It was extremely fierce.

It's a killer gun. It's the top treasure of killing and cutting in the wilderness. Its power is not weaker than the congenital treasure, and even slightly exceeds it.

Without any sign, Luo Xuan raised his God killing gun and stabbed Hongjun.

The tip of the gun flickered with cold light, and a little blood color appeared. It was extremely sharp, as if it could pierce everything, and even the way of heaven could not resist it.

It can be seen that where the tip of the gun passed, the void silently collapsed, the avenue quietly withered, nothing left, and everything returned to nothing.

"Master, be careful!"

In the face of the sharp edge of the killer gun, even with Nu Wa's cultivation, she felt a burst of panic and a sense of danger. She couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry, this is Xiao Daoer!"

Shaking his head, Hongjun brushed the dust with a wave. The Zixiao palace was bright and full of Taoist sounds. There were three thousand avenues manifest. It was mighty and destroyed the virtual shadow of the God killing gun.

"Taoist friend, it's very kind of you to integrate your body with the Tao and mend the way of heaven for the people in the wilderness!"

"But have you ever thought about Xuanmen?"

"To integrate the body with the Tao, you must follow the heaven, and half of it cannot be violated. If one day in the future, the heaven wants to prosper the devil."

"At that time, it was necessary for Taoist friends to fight against the Xuanmen in person, so that the devil rose and disappeared."

"I don't know if you are the master of the Xuanmen. How can you get along with yourself at that time?"

"I hope you will think about it!"

"Ha ha!"

However, when the three thousand Avenue was about to hit Luo Xuan, he saw him smile strangely and said to Hong Jun.

Then, with a bang, Luo's evil thoughts exploded, rippling the infinite magic atmosphere and sweeping the whole Zixiao palace.

However, Luo Xuan knew that he was not Hongjun's opponent with only one magic idea. Both sides were destroyed. He simply played his own unique skill and blew himself up!

It's good not to hurt Hongjun, but to fill him up.