The Six God Beasts didn't even touch the corner of Luo Hu's clothes, so they were knocked out by Luo Hu's hand.

One by one fell to the ground, his face was ashes, and he could not get up again.

Dong Huangtai looked savage, and would never admit defeat after exhausting everything.

"Emperor Taiyi, I don't have any grudges with you. As long as you don't attack Qin Hao, I will let you make a living."

Luo Huifeng Qingyun stared at Donghuang Taiyi lightly and smiled softly.

"Don't think about it!"

Dong Huang Tai yelled angrily, other things could be discussed, but he would never agree to this.

The hatred of murdering sons is not shared, how can the Donghuangtai easily succumb.

"Since you are stubborn, don't blame my men for being ruthless."

Luo Hao let out a cold snort, turned his palm, and the Gunkiller appeared in his palm.

The Killing Spear and the Twelfth-Rank Destroying Black Lotus are Luohu's supreme magical weapons.

The twelfth-rank Destroyed Black Lotus alone suppressed the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell, making Eastern Emperor Taiyi so embarrassed.

When he saw Luo Hui using the Gunslinger, his body and mind trembled.

"Luo Hui, if you maintain that kid in such a way, is it possible that you two have adultery?"

Donghuang Taiyi became a little bit irritated, and his fear almost made him go crazy, his blood-red eyes staring at Luo Hu.

This is undoubtedly a mockery.

But Luo Hui only smiled slightly, his face suddenly chilled, and he threw out the Gunslinger.

Like an arrow shot, the sharp-killing spear pierced Donghuang Taiyi's chest.

At this moment, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was obviously struggling to fight the twelfth-rank Destroyer Black Lotus, and he had no spare energy to resist the threat of the Gunslinger.

Gunkiller can not only kill the ancient gods, but also the nemesis of the immortal demons.

Dong Huangtai was ashamed, no longer planning to resist.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and die, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him, and he ran into the flying shotgun.

Hearing only a "du" sound, the sharpshooter stalled in the evacuation, and the barrel of the gun trembled and buzzed.

The light began to agglomerate and transform, and an old, fairy-wind road bone-like appearance suddenly appeared.

Seeing that he stretched out two fingers, he clamped the tip of the sharpshooter.

In this scene, the surprised Dong Huangtai couldn't speak from ear to ear.

In the distance, Luohu's eyes jumped, and then he showed a slightly excited smile, lying on his side on the black cloud, and sat up diagonally.

"Hongjun, you are willing to show up!"

The old man who appeared was the ancestor Hongjun, the number one immortal in the world, finally made a move.

"Sooner or later it will appear, so why not do it sooner or later!"

The ancestor Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Luo Hu with a smile.

"Hundred thousand years, you know that I dream of thinking of you to die."

The smile on Luohu's face instantly froze, and there was a cold murderous look.

Old Ancestor Hongjun just smiled.

"This old man guessed it, you might as well give it a try."

Luo Hu frowned slightly. She had waited for a hundred thousand years on this day, and the pain of the seal of one hundred thousand years would be doubled.

The ancestor Hongjun didn't wait for Luo Hui to make a move first, and with a big wave, he shot a dazzling golden light.

The golden light hits on the twelfth-grade extinct black lotus, and after a clear sound, the dark light of the twelfth-grade extinct black lotus begins to dim.

Donghuang Taiyi could finally take a breath, riding on the twelfth-grade extinct black lotus, was stunned by the ancestor Hongjun, biting her finger suddenly, and offering blood to the Donghuang bell.

The crack on the East Emperor Bell quickly recovered, and immediately afterwards, the black energy burst out suddenly, hitting the Twelfth-Rank Shishi Black Lotus.

I saw the Twelfth-Rank Extinction Black Lotus swayed several times in the air, and began to fall off one by one, floating in the air.

Eastern Emperor Tai destroyed the twelfth-rank Destroyer Black Lotus one by one, and it needed to consume Luohu's cultivation base to restore it.

The goal was achieved, Donghuang Taiyi stood in front of Hongjun's ancestor without hesitation, stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and stood on the united front.

Luo Hu's beautiful eyes flickered, and the petals of the twelfth-grade extinct black lotus began to return, all of which penetrated her body.

But the battle is not over yet.

Luo Hui's figure suddenly flashed, disappeared in the same place, and suddenly appeared in front of the ancestor Hongjun, holding a sharp gun in his hand.

A powerful magical power was input into the Killing Spear.

The head of the Gunkilling Spear appeared black, and Luo Hui made up another palm smoothly, hitting the tail of the Gunkilling Spear.

The sharp spear's power increased greatly, and it suddenly stabbed out.

The ancestor Hongjun still clamped the tip of the gun with two fingers, and the light flowed between his fingers.

It's just that the power of the Killing Spear has soared, pushing Hongjun's ancestor's body back and forth.

The Eastern Emperor Taida was shocked, and when he retreated, the Eastern Emperor's Bell shot towards Luo Huo.

Luo Hui let out a cold "hum" and waved his arms, turning Donghuang Zhongzheng in the air a few times and smashing it against the gate of the Demon Palace.

The palace gate was directly shaken.

The ancestor Hongjun suddenly stunned his feet, his fingertips flashed, and what appeared was Chaos Bead.

The Chaos Bead caused a wave of ripples, and the swaying Gunslinger screamed continuously, and a "boom" explosion shook the two of them backwards separately.

The brilliance of the Killing Spear began to dissipate.

Luo Yu retracted his sharp gun and stared at the ancestor Hongjun coldly, seeing him with a smile that was not a smile, with an atmosphere on his face.

But Luo Hui did not continue to attack, but retreated.

One hundred thousand years later, Hongjun's ancestors have improved a lot.

Above the saints, there are also Dao saints and Heavenly saints.

The cultivation base of the ancestor Hongjun was at least above the peak of the Dao Sage. At this moment, Luo Hu was still a little different from him.

Coupled with the fact that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi swept the battle on the sidelines, it was difficult to reap the benefits in this battle, so Luo Hu could only retreat.

The ancestor Hongjun not only watched Luo Hu run away, but also stopped the Eastern Emperor Taiyi who wanted to pursue him.

When Luo Huo left, Emperor Taiyi bends down and bows deeply.

"Emperor Dong has seen the ancestor."

The ancestor Hongjun just smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to support Donghuang Taiyi.

"No need to be polite."

Mrs. Dong Huang stood up and stared at the ancestor Hongjun for a long while.

"Luo Hui is obviously lost, why not take advantage of the victory? Let her go this time, there will be endless troubles."

The ancestor Hongjun still had the same smile, maintaining the demeanor of the first immortal, and for a long while, he coughed violently.

"This is just the old man's clone, not her opponent. Don't worry if you will have a long time in Japan."

After Hongjun said this sentence, his figure slowly disappeared and disappeared in front of Donghuang Taiyi.

However, when the avatar of the ancestor Hongjun merged with the main body in the fairy cloud palace, he felt the demonic energy in his body dazzled, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Unexpectedly, it has been 100,000 years, and her cultivation base has not decreased and improved."

On the surface, the ancestor Hongjun won the battle 100,000 years ago, but his true energy was also greatly depleted.

If it weren't, how could he stay in Xianyun Palace all year round.

Luo Hu was sealed in Pangu banners, and Hongjun's ancestor stayed in Xianyun Palace for 100,000 years. What is the difference from imprisonment?

Therefore, no one wins or loses in that battle.

The ancestor Hongjun only gained fame, and besides that, he had to stretch his hands for the torture of Yuan Yuan.

For 100,000 years, the cultivation base has been without strength.

Just now he received Luo Hu's blow and was hit by Zhenyuan again.

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