He saw a young man in red robe walking indifferently. Hong Qi raised his head and looked at the man's face. His original puzzled expression changed, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body started to tremble with excitement.
"Brother Hong Qi, you're fine." The flames on Dongfang Zimo's five fingers gradually extinguished and he said to the old man with a slight smile.
"It's really you! Brother Zimo!" Hong Qi said with tears in his eyes as his wrinkled face changed.
"It seems that Brother Hong is in some trouble, but don't worry, I'm here today just to help you out of danger." Dongfang Zimo glanced at the iron shackles on Hong Qi's body, and then waved his finger, sending a wind blade towards the iron shackles.
Wrap the shackle around and cut it directly.
"Your cultivation level!" Hong Qi was stunned by this scene and immediately noticed the looming aura on Dongfang Zimo's body.
"There has been some progress over the years, but why is Brother Hong being imprisoned here?" Dongfang Zimo asked solemnly.
"The old sect master passed away not long ago. Hong Ping took the opportunity to rebel and bribed a group of elders. Because I didn't obey his wishes, I was imprisoned in this dungeon." When Hong Qi mentioned this, he gritted his teeth with hatred.
Hearing this, Dongfang Zimo was still about to say something, but suddenly noisy footsteps and angry shouts came from outside. It was obvious that the situation here had been noticed by the Hong family's children.
Dongfang Zimo didn't panic at all after hearing this. He condensed a ball of fire in his hand and flew out, melting the ceiling and blasting a big hole.
In a corner of Hong's sect, under the sound of a rumbling explosion, two figures flew out of the ground. Both of them were protected by a layer of spiritual light and did not suffer any harm.
As soon as the two of them landed, a large number of Hong family members immediately gathered around them.
Several figures in the sky also flew towards this side, and they were suspended in the sky, looking at the mess below with surprised faces.
"Who dares to break into the Hong clan!" An old and angry voice buzzed from above.
Hong Ping stepped on a flying sword and stared at the young man in red robe below with a gloomy expression. But when he saw this person's face, Hong Ping frowned. He always felt that he had seen this person before, but he couldn't think of it for a moment.
stand up.
"It's you, you loser! You're still alive after all these years!" Beside Hong Ping, a fat middle-aged man pointed at Dongfang Zimo with an angry expression.
"What? Do you know this person too?" Hong Ping heard this and asked hurriedly.
"Uncle, this man was brought into the sect by Elder Hong Qi ten years ago. Because he was innocent and wanted to kill his fellow sect members, he was later killed by your uncle, so he escaped with a narrow escape." The obese middle-aged man.
He was the person who was expelled from the Hong clan decades ago, but returned again for unknown reasons.
"Oh? I wonder why this person looks so familiar, he is actually this remnant!" Hong Ping immediately remembered what happened back then and sneered as he stared at the young man in red robe below.
"No! This person is actually the remnant, why has his appearance not changed at all after so many years?" Hong Ping suddenly screamed, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he said with a cold sweat.
The obese middle-aged man was reminded of this problem and also discovered the problem. He stared at Dongfang Zimo's face in shock and kept scanning.
"Huh! I just discovered this now. You uncle and nephew are both here today, so you can avenge me for the past!" Dongfang Zimo's face was filled with anger, his sleeves shook, and green short blades flew out.
Force the two of them to go in the same direction.
"High-level magic weapon, this is impossible!" Hong Ping's pupils shrank, and he suddenly felt extremely frightened. As soon as he pulled out the ordinary iron sword on his waist, his whole body was stabbed like a hedgehog by the green short blade.
As for the obese middle-aged man on the side, the two corpses fell from the air and were smashed into pulp.
When the other elders saw this, they were so frightened that they did not dare to move rashly in the air. They just killed an elder in a single confrontation. The young man in front of them was probably much stronger than them.
"Brother Hong, what do you think we are going to do with these people next?" Dongfang Zimo's eyes fell on Hong Qi and he smiled calmly.
When these elders heard this, they apologized to Hong Qi in horror and begged for mercy.
"Although these people were bewitched by Hong Ping, they didn't commit too many mistakes. Brother Zimo, please just get around them." After thinking deeply, Hong Qi sighed and begged for mercy on behalf of these people.
"Since it's Brother Hong's wish, I can't say much." Dongfang Zimo also knew that the Hong clan needed these elders.
When these elders learned that they could survive, they gratefully kowtowed to Dongfang Zimo.
Dongfang Zimo glanced at the elders indifferently and did not intend to pay them any attention. Instead, he looked at Hong Qi with hesitation on his face.
"Brother Zimo, where have you been all these years? Without my help, I would probably have died." Hong Qi sighed and said with a somewhat guilty expression.
"I have experienced too many things and encountered many dangers over the years. When I was walking with Taoist friend Zhou Yin, he unfortunately died on the way. Recently, because of my cultivation, I was thinking of going on a trip, so
I came here to visit Brother Hong." Dongfangzi had a lot of thoughts and smiled bitterly.
"Uncle Zhou has great magical power, but he has also fallen!" Hong Qi was startled for a moment and said sadly.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou is kind to me, I should try my best to help, but unfortunately my ability is limited."
"I deeply understand the meaning of my dear brother. I didn't expect that my dear brother is already a foundation-building monk." Hong Qi couldn't see through Dongfang Zimo's cultivation level, thinking that he had the same cultivation level as Zhou Yin.
"Brother Hong's magic power has also improved a lot, and the foundation building period is not far away. I have some elixirs here that can help brother Hong build the foundation. I hope that brother Hong can build the foundation soon." Dongfang Zimo glanced at the opponent's Qi training ten
On the second floor, if you tap the storage bag, a wooden box will fly out.
"Could it be the Foundation Establishment Pill?" Hong Qi perked up upon seeing this and said excitedly.
"What! Foundation Establishment Pill!" As soon as these words came out, the elders in the sky immediately became jealous, and even showed greed, and some were thinking about something secretly.
"If you want to have any ideas against me, Brother Hong, I don't mind killing a few more people with my sword." Dongfang Zimo said coldly.
Hearing this, those thoughtful elders were frightened, and their faces were so pale that they dared not even say anything.
"Brother Hong, if you keep these magical artifacts, you will still be qualified to fight even if you meet a foundation-building monk." Dongfang Zimo seemed uneasy about these people and gave Hong Qi a few more high-level magical artifacts.
Hong Qi was so flattered that he didn't dare to accept it at first, but after Dongfang Zimo's persuasion, he reluctantly accepted it.
The eyes of the elders in the sky were about to fall off. Even low-level magic weapons like these were rare for them. But the man in front of them actually took out several magic weapons in one breath.
Half a day later, Dongfang Zimo turned into a rainbow and left as he was worshiping the Hong clan.