Zhen Yuanzi hovered around and looked at the gray peak covering an area of ​​nearly a million miles.

Such giant objects suddenly appeared on the prehistoric land, pushing the entire eastern land dozens of miles toward the ocean.

But in the eyes of a powerful man like Zhen Yuanzi, the essentials of this mountain are the manifestation of the chaotic treasure, and the surging gray fog fully demonstrates its extraordinaryness.

As you look, you can see a purple cloud and mist sticking to the hillside like a belt.

The powerful man sighed quietly and lost all his interest in viewing and used his magic power to escape to the top of the mountain.

On the clouds, you can sense the spiritual consciousness of seven or eight powerful people scrutinize here. Just as Zhen Yuanzi was about to transmit a message, he saw the gray fog in front of him separated layer by layer, as if the owner of the place had specially opened a passage for him.

Without thinking too much, Zhen Yuanzi stepped into the mountain with the envy of many powerful people.

"I've seen fellow Feng Ling."

When Zhen Yuanzi arrived at the top of the mountain, he saw Ye Su sitting cross-legged on a bluestone, and a familiar purple-red gourd floating in front of him. At this time, the sad expression that could not be concealed was fully revealed.

"But I did not pay attention to the instructions of fellow Taoist Feng Ling, so that Fellow Daoist Hongyun responded to the killing robbery."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my old friend ended up dead and dying after 100,000 years of practice. When I saw the red glow in Wuzhuang, the Tao heart was shaken, and the power of desire collapsed and dissipated. If it weren't for the ginseng fruit tree sprinkling down in time, the Tao might have gone thousands of miles."

Ye Su didn't have time to say hello, so he hurriedly comforted him: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun may not have no backup plan. Perhaps there is still a wisp of soul that survives by chance. It's just that our Taoist deeds are not enough and it is difficult to calculate."

".........ah, but I'm pretentious."

Zhen Yuanzi sat cross-legged on the Taoist pillow condensed by Ye Su with gray mist, pinched the clear heart curse, stabilized his mind before asking: "Why do you see so many fellow Taoists staying outside?"

"After the killing of fellow Hongyun, everyone realized that the powerful people would no longer be as harmonious as before as Zixiao Palace."

Ye Su stretched out his hand and gently brushed it, hiding most of the gray fog from Fenbaoyan.

Only then did Zhen Yuanzi see more than a dozen bright lights floating on the top of the mountain.

But even though it is so straightforward, no one is as casual as Zixiao Palace.

It seems that Hongyun, as the first fallen powerful force in the prehistoric world, made many powerful people more or less realize the cruelty of fighting for opportunities.

Today's prehistoric world is an inexhaustible treasure house, but some things are destined to be unable to give in. Fighting is probably the theme song in the future!

Ye Su didn't say much. He just told the story of the fall of the red cloud one by one, and then let the gray fog cover the mountain top again, covering all the powerful's spy.

Fenbaoyan used the general trend of heaven and earth to suppress the Hongmeng purple aura here, causing the size of this treasure to soar. Except for who killed Kunpeng in the future and came here to take away the Hongmeng purple aura, Ye Su could freely control Fenbaoyan again.

Otherwise, I could only watch it turn into the second peak of the prehistoric world and stand between heaven and earth.

So now, as long as Ye Su leaves this area, the only magic weapon he can call the card is left in his hand. The nine-nine scattered soul gourd left by the red cloud.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, I want to take this gourd as a protective magic weapon."

Ye Su said to the powerful man who once had great kindness to him: "As long as Kunpeng does not die, I will find it difficult to move at all."

"If it was in this mountain area, it would be fine, and the gray fog could be mobilized in this way to defend the enemy. If someone came with the treasure of chaos, he would probably not be able to break the place blessed by heaven and earth."

"But as long as I leave Fenbaoyan, I will be just a golden immortal. I will take the liberty to leave the nine-nine scattered soul gourd to defend myself. I hope you can understand."

Powerful magic weapons are crucial in fighting. Think about Ye Su using the Treasure Rock to easily kill two strange beasts in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm when he came back from Zixiao Palace.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and replied, "This is the gourd entrusted by Fellow Daoist Hongyun to you, and it should be yours to deal with it."

"But I, as Hongyun's close friend, feels so guilty when I face such a great hatred but I can't do anything about it."

It turned out that just now, the bell sounded from the sky.

When Donghuang Taiyi followed Hongjun's enlightenment, he used the sound of bells to declare the prehistoric world. He rang the Chaos Bell on the newly built Heavenly Court and conveyed the message to those with advanced cultivation - Kunpeng has been established as the demon clan's army and is protected by the Heavenly Court.

Originally, Kunpeng's Taoist practice was at the top of the prehistoric world, but now he has found a new backer to protect him, which has made those powerful people who want to hunt Kunpeng to obtain the purple qi of Hongmeng.

More creatures saw that even the enemy Kunpeng, the prehistoric enemy, could protect them. For a moment, many creatures had a slight yearning for the Heavenly Court built by the Golden Crow. Many creatures in the world recognized their own identity as the demon clan. They actually condensed a lot of luck in the heavenly court.

It can only be said that it is Hongjun’s destiny to be appointed by the New Destiny. As long as Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are reasonable, they can make things related to the demon clan prosperous.

Even after Zhen Yuanzi saw the announcement of Donghuang Taiyi, the three-color auspicious clouds condensed in the sky could not help but exhale a little of their heart.

Heaven and earth will not remember the unsanctified red clouds, but will show good omens for the order further condensed in the prehistoric world.

Zhen Yuanzi watched the auspicious clouds fade away in silence, and then took something out of his sleeve - the size of a fist, the shape is similar to that of a child, all with all limbs and facial features. Its whole body is golden, and he sits cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if a boy is comprehending the great way.

"My ginseng fruit tree is the spiritual root that was first divided into chaos and was generated when the world was not opened. This is the only one in the prehistoric world."

"If it is common sense, this ginseng fruit tree blooms every three thousand years, bears every three thousand years, and will only ripen for another three thousand years. It will only take ten thousand years to eat it. This absorbs the essence of the sun and moon for thousands of years, and only thirty fruits will be produced in one round."

"But this fruit is the first ginseng fruit that has been ripened in the world since its beginnings. It has been more than 100,000 years. It is the first ginseng fruit ripened in the world in the vast world."

"I have watched the flowers bloom and fade with fellow Hongyun, but I can't wait to see the fruit ripe stems fall..."

After saying that, Zhen Yuanzi sent the ginseng fruit to Ye Su: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Feng Ling, for setting a great ambition for my old friend. Although I can't express my feelings in my heart, please do not refuse."

This golden fruit has an attractive fragrance, and it can increase the life span of a thousand years if an ordinary creature smells it.

Even Ye Su, who had reached the Golden Immortal Realm, couldn't help but be intoxicated for a moment when he smelled it.

Without using the soul to calculate, Ye Su also knew that this fruit would be of great benefit to him, and Zhen Yuanzi also gave it to him sincerely.

With magic power, Ye Su no longer hesitated and reached out to summon a piece of clouds to turn into a disc, put the ginseng fruit on a colorful plate and held it in the palm of his hand.

After returning the gift to thank Zhen Yuanzi, he directly raised his head and swallowed the whole fruit.
Chapter completed!