Blank sky.
Xiao Yuan's entire body was shimmering with black divine light, and every pore was spraying out thick demonic flames, which was strange and ferocious, spreading seeds of fear in the world.
Facing the offensive of Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin, which was their first joint attack but had a tacit understanding, Xiao Yuan let out a loud roar, and the entire Eastern Wilderness Continent seemed to be shaking, and the sky was shattering.
He punched away. Don't resist forcefully and press down on Fengxi Sect.
This punch silenced everything, and with the domineering and unparalleled spirit of the soul-killing saint son, the energy surged into the sky, the black robe vibrated, and his murderous thoughts were like a sea of ​​​​hell, completely covering the Fengxi Sect.
He hated that even if he faced a near-death situation, he would drag Hong Yuan to be buried with him!
"Seeking death!" A cold light flashed in Shang Yaoqin's eyes.
If it weren't for her senior sister Ye Zhuyin to live a happy life after the battle for destiny, she wouldn't have had any need to lay a backup on Hong Yuan and plan too much.
One can imagine how important Ye Zhuyin is to her!
Now, Xiao Yuan's actions were undoubtedly teasing her back again and again.
A clear and loud phoenix cry suddenly echoed throughout the world.
The huge phoenix reappeared, spreading its powerful wings and completely covering Fengxi Sect.
Fengxi magic!
Shang Yaoqin uses Fengxi's magic to fight against Xiao Yuan!
Seeing that his opponent dared to use such magical powers and secret techniques, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but have a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, but after a moment, he was stunned.
Endless rays of light flickered, as if the Milky Way outside the sky collapsed, condensed into the center of the storm, and quickly blew outward, and large tracts of void were scraped away.
However, Xiao Yuan saw that Fengxi Sect was unharmed!
"How is that possible?" Xiao Yuan's throat moved slightly.
Shang Yaoqin sneered and asked: "If you don't have the status of a dream seed, do you really think you can defeat senior brother Hong Yuan?"
On the other side.
Hua Menghuang doesn't care about the grievances between Shang Yaoqin and Xiao Yuan.
Just as Shang Yaoqin was confronting Xiao Yuan, a vast dreamy light slowly emerged on the Dream Sword.
Clang!
The cold sword is unsheathed, and the light shines across Jiuzhou.
Both of them were forced into the dream world by her.
In the dream world, Xiao Yuan has no way to survive...
"Hiss~"
"Xiao Yuan is afraid that there will be no return..."
"The agency was too clever in its calculations, and it cost you your life."
"The way of killing is indeed amazing, but among all the great emperors, who is a simple person? Let alone one who only has magical powers of killing."
"Alas, it's not that Xiao Yuan is smart, but that Hong Yuan is so amazing that he can resist Xiao Yuan's hunt for so long."
"It's just a pity that the foundation of Hongyuan Avenue has collapsed. I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a saint."
"This statement is surprising. Once Hongyuan reshapes its foundation, it will shine even more dazzlingly."
"Haha, didn't he win Shushan's favor...perhaps, he became a saint through humanity?"
"No, Yuan'er!
Sounds of regret, laughter, anger...
The sounds were like rushing waves. On this day, in the Baohuang sky, the exchange of letters was extremely close.
The saints all pay attention to this battle.
Even the saints of the demon race are trying their best to obtain first-hand information.
Shushan’s favor?
Becoming a saint through humanity?
There will always be some extremely special schools in the world. These schools are divided by race and contain infinite mysteries.
Such as the demon path, such as the human path...
now.
Fengxi Sect, the main hall of the sect.
Hong Yuan, who was sleeping in Ye Zhuyin's arms, was no longer in a dying state, but he was still in danger.
However, under the unbelievable gazes of a group of martial arts geniuses and sect elders, the secret realm of heaven and earth, Book Mountain, reappeared.
An immortal energy like ink surged in the mountain of books, pouring towards the heavenly book with the character "公", and then slowly wrapped around Hong Yuan's figure.
next moment.
Hong Yuan's figure broke away from Ye Zhuyin's arms and hung in the air.
Buzzing…
Buzz buzz…
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be an invisible being who treats Hong Yuan's body as a blank sheet of paper, writing and writing.
Click, horizontally, vertically, skim, press...
"Senior Supreme Saint, what is this?" Deep in the Heavenly Palace, Hua Yingying asked the Supreme Saint Dong in slight surprise.
Dongzhi Sheng, who was wearing an elegant blue shirt, had a complex expression on his face and said: "That is Shushan reshaping the foundation of Hongyuan's avenue..."
A hint of surprise flashed in Hua Yingying's eyes.
To be honest, Hong Yuan's performance today surprised Hua Yingying.
Who is Xiao Yuan? That is the Great Dream Seed, a descendant of the Soul-killing Demon Emperor. It is not an exaggeration to call him born sacred.
However, Hong Yuan still forced Xiao Yuan into a difficult situation and even reached a desperate situation.
Nowadays, Xiao Yuan is still surrounded and killed by the two geniuses Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin because of Hong Yuan's counterattack.
So, if the foundation of Hongyuan's avenue is reshaped by Shushan, it will inevitably have the effect of breaking and then building, and Hongyuan's future will become increasingly difficult to imagine.
"Human, humanity acting for you?" Hua Yingying said hesitantly.
You must know that those who can become representatives of humanity are all ancient sages.
These ancient sages may not be as powerful as the emperors, but their contributions to the human race are obvious to all!
From now on, Hong Yuan can definitely be trained according to the path of a righteous leader?!
"Well…"
In the sect's main hall, a scream came out, and Hong Yuan slowly regained consciousness.
A quarter of an hour later.
Like the immortal energy of ink dissipating, the mountain of books is hidden.
Hong Yuan slowly descended from the air and was hugged by Ye Zhuyin.
He was still pale and exhausted, but anyone could see how powerful he was now.
Once he returns from cultivation, he will definitely grow rapidly.
For a being like Hong Yuan, rebuilding it would only take a year or two.
If done properly, one month is not impossible, it won’t be a problem at all!
At this moment, everyone seemed to have seen the return of King Hongyuan, and they couldn't help but secretly take a breath of air.
"Ayuan..."
"Master Hongfeng..."
"Senior Brother Hong Yuan..."
A series of titles were heard immediately, and everyone looked at Hong Yuan with concern.
Hong Yuan nodded lightly and accepted everyone's wishes.
At this moment, he suddenly felt the black hair tickling the tip of his nose, the fragrant wind blew into his nostrils, and a warmth spread into his arms.
To be continued...