Bang!

Just when the old power of the Death Scythe was exhausted and the new power was not yet born, Hongjun flipped his palm and bounced his fingers, bounced on the sickle's blade, and a huge force shook the sickle away.

"What a Hongjun, it's really amazing!"

Seeing this, Fang Qingshan suddenly changed color.

Although he had known for a long time that Hongjun might not be able to do anything to him, he did not expect that the result would be like this when he used the death sickle.

Although the Death Scythe is not as good as the Chaos Demon Horn or the Thunder Flag, in terms of attack power, it is probably not worse than the Hunyuan Sword Aura of Pangu Banner.

Hongjun did not use any magical powers or spiritual treasures, and he completely defeated people with his strength. He only used some use of Taoism, and he actually easily broke the death sickle like dust.

Sure enough, skills are the branches and Tao is the basis. Once the gap in cultivation is too big, especially when the opponent is not taking shortcuts to break through, it is simply too difficult to win back a city with Lingbao.

"Although the spiritual treasure is good, it depends on who can display it. However, this treasure falls into your hands but is something that is not entrusted."

In fact, Fang Qingshan was a little unbelievable, but Hongjun was the same.

You should know that his cultivation level has reached the seventh level of Hunyuan, and his understanding of Tao is even more amazing.

Although he seemed to have a random slap just now, even if he uses the innate treasure at the sixth level of Hunyuan, it will not be easy.

And what about Fang Qingshan?

But he just broke through Hunyuan, and at most he would not have the cultivation level of Hunyuan level three.

The death sickle is at most the top ten innate spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world.

However, a red thread was cut out from his palm, and although it disappeared quickly, it was very terrifying.

Although Hongjun had already noticed the unusualness of the Eternal Sky Boat when it was able to withstand its own pressure before. But it was not until this moment that he truly valued this treasure.

This is the question of knowledge. Hongjun is not from the Chaos Demon God. Now he has just become a saint and has not traveled to all heavens and worlds. Otherwise, he will easily recognize this treasure like a raised eyebrows.

Although he did not recognize it, Hongjun still saw the preciousness of this treasure, so he wanted to take it over.

Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun reached out his hand again.

But this time it was not to seal Fang Qingshan, but to capture the Eternal Heavenly Boat.

Rumble!!

But I saw a big hand covering the sky, my fingers were like peeling onions, my roots were like jade, my knuckles were clear and the texture was clear, and it was as if it was the essence. I fell down with one palm, as if the entire prehistoric world was imprisoned in it.

"Fellow up!"

Just as Fang Qingshan was about to use the Chaos Demon Horn to directly crashed over, a sound came over, and the space in the thirty-three days fluctuated again.

A river of space flows out from the inexplicable space. It does not know where it originates or ends, and lies between Fang Qingshan and Hongjun.

Then, I saw a blue-gray Taoist robe, holding a willow crutch, walking through time and space.

Then, the back comes first, and a little far away, stretching out a huge finger that looked like a white jade pillar in the sky. There were inexplicable patterns engraved on it, and each pattern seemed extremely mysterious and obscure.

puff!

With a light sound, Hongjun's palm was broken in an instant.

"Raise your eyebrows!"

Seeing the visitor, Hongjun's expressionless face suddenly became gloomy and his pupils shrank.

If there is another person in the prehistoric world that makes Hongjun feel tricky and afraid, then this person must be raised, and even his former opponent Luohu cannot match him.

After all, this old monster who survived the Great Calamity of the Heavens, and a top master of Pangu's era.

Such a person, even if he travels to the shallows and falls into the sun, he will never be caught by shrimp or bullied by dogs, because a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and his hair is thicker than his legs. Who knows what kind of trump card he holds in his hand?

This is also because after the birth of the Heavenly Dao, although he did not want to sleep beside the bed and had others sleep soundly, he did not force him too much.

Because, once things are counterproductive, if Yang Mei gives a try, although Tiandao has the confidence to suppress Yang Mei, Tiandao will not be able to live a good life.

This is the ending of a defeat and a loss.

Even if he died of Yang Mei, the entire prehistoric world might be destroyed.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, the Heavenly Dao does not want to use force.

However, he did not expect that before the Heavenly Dao had started to deal with Yang Mei, Yang Mei actually jumped out to fight him.

"Why did Yangmei help Fang Qingshan? When did they hook up?"

At the same time, Hongjun couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion.

You should know that Fang Qingshan and Yang Mei have no intersection, at most, they were once a meeting when they were dealing with Luohu.

Why did Yang Mei risk his sins and the way of heaven to help a person who is not close or unfamiliar?

As for the temptation of profit, Hongjun didn't believe that Fang Qingshan could impress an old monster like Yang Mei.

Even if there is one, it should be treasured without guilt.

But he forgot that the enemy's enemy is a friend, and his lips are dead and his teeth are cold. This alone is enough.

"Why are fellow Taoist coming? Is his injury completely healed? It's really gratifying! Unfortunately, after fellow Taoist recovered from his injuries, he was going to leave the prehistoric world and return to his hometown, which is a pity."

Although Hongjun had a lot of thoughts in his heart, he was silent on the surface.

He said congratulations, but there was a hidden threat.

Let me talk about my injuries first and remind him that I am different from the past and don’t show off.

Then he said he would leave the prehistoric world and return to chaos, implying that if he interfered in this matter, he would not be able to say that the previous incident would be invalidated.

It is obviously not worth the loss for an outsider to lose his own interests, but Hongjun wants Yangmei to think about it carefully and not take action rashly.

At Hongjun's hidden words, he raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, and said,

"The auxiliary cars depend on each other, and the lips are gone and the teeth are cold!"

Yes, my lips are dead and my teeth are cold. Today is the twelve ancestor witches, Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist, so he may be the next day.

Yang Mei will leave Hong Konghuang. After all, he wants to go further and stay in the Honghuang. Not to mention going further, it will be difficult for him to restore his life to his fullest.

But this departure was voluntarily leaving, not being driven away by others.

"What does this mean by fellow Taoist?"

When Hongjun heard this, his eyes flashed with light and he asked in discomfort.

"Fellow Taoist cultivation is profound and has an agreement with the Heavenly Dao, so how can he feel like this?"

"hehe."

He raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and said carelessly,

"Fellow Taoist also said that it is impossible to show the great trend of heaven and earth, but now..."

Although he didn't finish his words, he obviously did not believe in the so-called agreement.

After all, agreements are unreliable for those who do not keep their promises, or for those who do not have strong constraints.

"The demon clan, the heavenly court, is the general trend of heaven and earth."

Hongjun said without changing his expression.
Chapter completed!