Hongjun picked up a thunder and held it in his hand, whipping the cultivator of the Three Pure Realm in front of him like a long whip. The cultivator of the Three Pure Realm did not stop him, but smiled and said, "If this can relieve Brother Hongjun, then whip me a few more."

Hongjun sneered. The thunder he summoned was just an ordinary Zixiao divine thunder. It was indeed extremely powerful among the thunder, but it was just a wisp, so naturally it would not hurt the cultivator at the Three Pure Land. As for face, those who can cultivate to their level actually didn't care much about face. They wiped their face off at the critical moment and hit them in their pockets. They were very skillful.

Hongjun thrust faster and faster, and the gloomy aura in his heart did dissipate a lot, but this could not change. He was going to kill someone today.

After all, a monk in the Three Pure Realm will fall today. What I, Hongjun, said, can't stop the immortals even when they come.

The Zixiao Long Whip turned into a purple long sword, held by Hongjun in his hand, and divine thunders struck the sword in Hongjun's hand. The purple long sword became more and more solid. The aura emitted became more and more heavy and sharp. Even the Sanqing realm felt that the skin was tingling and felt uncomfortable.

He shouted softly and took the lead in fighting against Hongjun. Among all the three realms of the Divine Court, Hongjun actually has no magic weapon, so he can only condense the Zixiao Divine Thunder on the spot to act as his own weapon when facing the enemy. Therefore, as long as he can stop Hongjun from condensing the Zixiao Divine Thunder, he can actually gain a certain advantage in the battle with Hongjun.

It’s just a pity that even though he is a monk in the Three Pure Realm, he knows this, whether he is a monk in the Third Class, a monk in the Ancient Clan, or even a fairy, fairy in the Immortal Court, or even a group of immortals. However, no one has ever done this before, Hongjun’s control over the Zixiao Divine Thunder is unique in the Three Realms.

Even the immortals in the Supreme Realm can indeed kill Hongjun with their hands, but their control over the Zixiao Divine Court is no match for Hongjun at all.

Whether it was the weapon that condensed a purple sky divine thunder in the blink of an eye or was possible to do it at will, it was actually all within Hongjun's thoughts.

Therefore, it is better to say that Hongjun has no magic weapon, the Zixiao Divine Thunder is Hongjun's magic weapon, a weapon that cannot be regarded as sharp.

"Bang." Hongjun handed out a sword, and the cultivator of the Sanqing Realm hurriedly took action to resist. However, he didn't expect that the purple long sword turned into a purple long whip, and then thrust it on his face before he could react.

This time, this cultivator at the Three Pure Land was really angry. He was deliberately beaten by Hongjun just now, so he lost face and didn't care. Or rather, he didn't lose face at all. But this time, he did not stop him, but he still got hit by Hongjun in the face, which was a shame.

Of course, he didn't really care about these things. He was slapped when he was slapped. As for the same sentence, face or something is not important to them. Especially when being slapped by people of the same level, face or something is really not important.

It would be fine to maintain one or two of your own faces, but it would be normal to crush a cultivator in Taiyi realm or even fight with a cultivator in the same realm. But now he is fighting with Hongjun, so face is really not important.

What really angered him was Hongjun's attitude towards him. He turned into a sword into a whip and didn't hit him anywhere, but only hit his face. Although the face was not broken, it felt like he was bitten by a mosquito. But he was still very angry. If the sword just now collided with him, Hongjun's victory would definitely be above this whip.

What does it mean? It means that Hongjun doesn't take him seriously.

This cultivator at the Three Pure Land was indeed a little angry. He originally thought that after all, it was his own fault this time. It was not impossible to be beaten by Hongjun to relieve his anger. However, after being beaten by Hongjun, this idea was directly taken to fill the sea.

Hongjun smiled slightly. His goal was to force this Sanqing Realm to do his best. His purpose today is to shock the Divine Court and to defile the people who are now walking on the bright road. Killing Sanqing is not the purpose, it is just a means.

If the cultivator of the Three Pure Realm who was enemies of him did not take all his strength, he would certainly shock some people in the end. However, he did not kill the cultivator of the Three Pure Realm who had been doing his best from the beginning and came even more shocking.

Hongjun looked up and sighed, his heart full of bitterness. These guys from the Three Pure Realms are really contradictory. Every monk from the Three Pure Realms regards as treasures, but what he thinks about in his mind every day is how to break this treasure.

Sometimes, you can tear off your own dough and then still on the ground, and you can step on it. But sometimes, even if you just look at that dough, it is an unbearable shame.

"It's so complicated." Hongjun sighed lightly, raised his hand to release the purple long whip, and returned to the world from the purple sky divine thunder. He laughed softly and said, "Brother Dao, go all the way."

The angry face of the cultivator in the Sanqing Realm who rushed over disappeared in an instant. He was sad for a long time and smiled: "Brother Dao, I will take the lead. Thank you for your kindness to send me off."

Hongjun looked unbearable and wanted to take back his hand, but in the end he still didn't.

Hongjun's three paths of distraction appeared around the Sanqing monk, and bowed to the Sanqing monk's realm, and said, "Brother Dao, go all the way."

He always said that, and raised his hand at the same time. With a thought, the monk in the Three Pure Realm was destroyed and no longer existed.

Hongjun turned around and looked at the figure that appeared out of thin air, and bowed: "I've seen the master."

"Haha, this time I raised the fruit. It was really beyond my expectations. I actually raised an existence in the supreme realm." The figure seemed to want to attack Hongjun. A cultivator who could break through to the supreme realm at any time had begun to faintly transcend his control.

But for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy. If he had taken action now, it might have caused a huge disaster. He also thought that the fruit had matured, and these immortals took action to pick it, but it was only in recent years, so he gave up. He just laughed a long time and left.

"It's time to pick the fruits, please respect yourself." Although the fairy shadow has disappeared, there is still a sentence left in the capital of God.

The Earth Emperor, who came across the long river of time and space, let go of his palm and smiled and said, "It turns out that I saved the life of the Taoist ancestor. I can brag well when I go back. I am not going to get nothing when I travel through the long river of time and space."
Chapter completed!