Chapter 160 Cutting Off Hongjun's Arm

Hongjun roared with anger, but at this moment, he had no time to think. The sword of opening the sky had already come in front of him. If he didn't dodge, he would be dead.

But at this moment, he felt as heavy as if his whole body was filled with lead. It was extremely difficult to move. The sword fell, and Hongjun felt severe pain in an instant.

"Ah——."

At the critical moment, the potential burst out. Hongjun deviated with difficulty and avoided the vital part, but the whole arm was cut off.

Even half of his face was scraped off by this sword.

"Ah——."

A scream resounded in the depths of chaos.

At the same time, the escaping ancestor witch Houtu was also horrified when she saw this scene. She didn't expect that Tongtian Sect Master's fighting power was so strong. He would take your life while you are sick.

He suddenly turned around and punched, and a rumbling sound broke out in the depths of chaos.

"Damn it, there are helpers."

The decision was made in an instant. Hongjun was temporarily invincible. He endured the severe pain and grabbed his removed arm and fled in embarrassment.

In an instant, Hongjun's figure disappeared, and Tongtian Patriarch appeared, but he still maintained the Dharma Realm, holding the sword and slowly appeared.

"Damn it, let him escape."

Tongtian Patriarch did not dare to chase him. He had to sneak attack to cut off Hongjun's arm. If he chased him and confronted him head-on, he would only die.

And once he entered the induction of the prehistoric heavenly way, Hongjun's strength would surge. Tongtian Patriarch's eyes were filled with anger, but more of it was a trace of regret.

"Princess, the sword just now was very strong."

At this moment, Houtu came over with a happy face, and used the Dharma Realm to stand with Tongtian Patriarch. The Dharma body of billions of kilometers seemed like an ant in this chaos.

"The time is too short. If I had a period of time to comprehend, I would have been able to achieve the Daozu realm. What a pity."

Tongtian Sect Master hated that he had not killed Hongjun with his sword just now.

"But it was not bad. Cutting off Hongjun's arm was also a relief. The next time we meet, it will be his death."

The ancestor witch Hou Tu was in a good mood. She had just punched with hatred, which released her frustration. In such a happy mood, she actually found that her cultivation had loosened again.

"Okay, Hou Tu, don't go back to the prehistoric world for the time being. Just practice in the depths of this chaos for a while, and wait until your strength is improved."

Looking at the prehistoric world, Tong Tian Jiaozhu continued:

"Now that Ren Zu has the lotus root of the Creation Green Lotus to protect him, all the saints in the heavens dare not kill Ren Zu. As long as Ren Zu is not dead, we don't have to worry."

Hou Tu nodded after hearing this:

"That's great. This time, I cut off Hong Jun's arm, and next time I will definitely cut off his head."

Then Tong Tian Jiaozhu and Hou Tu slowly left with their Dharma bodies of billions of kilometers, as close as possible to the edge covered by the will of the prehistoric heaven.

However, just after the two left, in the distance, a huge air wave suddenly blew away the surrounding chaotic air.

A huge eye was revealed, and the Dharma bodies of Tong Tian Jiaozhu and Hou Tu, which were billions of kilometers high, were only as high as eyelashes in front of this huge eye.

Then, I saw the eyes closed, and another chaotic air flow rushed out, rolling up a terrifying chaotic wave billions of kilometers away.

This is not a blowing air at all, it is just the wind of eyes opening and closing.

But no one knows this scene.

After Hongjun quickly escaped and returned to the range of chaos that Tiandao could sense, a terrifying power burst out from his body in an instant. The scraped face skin also recovered at this moment, and the broken arm was restored as before. The power of Tiandao was blessed on him again.

"Damn it, damn it--."

A raging rage broke out. It was the first time that someone attacked and cut off one arm, and even knocked off his face skin. This was intolerable.

Looking back at the depths of chaos, Hongjun's eyes were murderous.

"Damn it, unless you don't show up, I will definitely kill you."

This was the first time in Hongjun's history that he was so irritable. Although it was just a sneak attack just now, Hongjun had sensed it. If he confronted head-on, he could easily kill them one by one.

But they succeeded in sneak attacking him when he was not prepared. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably have died.

Only Hongjun was seen deep in his Dharma body for hundreds of millions of miles, sitting cross-legged in this chaos. At the moment when he split the chaos with a sword, Hongjun seemed to see something, but he was seriously injured before he could check it clearly.

Now thinking about it carefully, he can't figure it out.

"I only saw a sword light, and it seemed that I saw a glowing ball, which was just a flash, and it was like an eye. What is it?"

For a moment, Hongjun couldn't figure it out. A faint sense of crisis came between his eyebrows, which made Hongjun very uncomfortable. He looked back at the prehistoric land.

"No, it seems that the plan to devour the tunnel and humanity must be implemented as soon as possible, otherwise when the creatures outside the domain attack, the prehistoric land will be in trouble."

On the other side, Ye Yang, with a trace of the divine thought of the Pingxin clone, went straight to the depths of the chaos. A rare opportunity appeared. If you want to do it, you have to do it thoroughly.

But after searching for a long time, there was no trace of the Zixiao Palace, which made Ye Yang very angry.

"Damn it, where is this Zixiao Palace?"

I searched around but couldn't find it. Zixiao Palace is different from the Dojo of All Heavens and All Saints. The Dojo of All Heavens and All Saints is hidden in the void, but as long as the saints have reached the level of cultivation, they can sense it. However, Hongjun's Dojo relies on the way of heaven. The power is hiding.

Unless Hongjun takes the initiative to release it, the saints of the heavens will not be able to find it.

Ye Yang looked around and didn't feel anything at all, and felt panicked in his heart.

Now Nuwa and the two saints of the West have been beheaded twice, which will be of great benefit to the calamity that follows.

"It's a pity that Saint Taiqing and Yuanshi Tianzun were not beheaded. How much better would it be if Tongtian Cult Master was in his heyday?"

With a sigh, Ye Yang began to wander freely in the chaos, but the closer he got to the primitive world, the slower his wandering speed became.

"According to the original plan, Saint Taiqing will not intervene in the Conferment of Gods to measure the calamity, but he will not let go of the Three Emperors of the Human Race. However, my appearance will probably make Saint Taiqing very unhappy."

Although he was unhappy, Ye Yang left Saint Taiqing aside. After all, Saint Taiqing only had Xuandu in his sect, so how could he cope with the disaster?

"Then only Yuanshi Tianzun is left. It's just a pity that this guy is now the richest among all the saints in the world, but it's not bad. Although he didn't kill Yuanshi, there are many in his dojo. If all the creatures were killed by me, their vitality would be greatly damaged.”

Thinking of this, Ye Yang slowly looked towards the ancient land.

"It's almost done. I think the stage of Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors will come soon. Now I have consumed a lot of the strength of the saints. All preparations are in place. It's time to close the net."

Sighing, Ye Yang slowly looked at Honghuang again:

"Huh? Wait, that's not right. I was in the same position just now."

Although it was just a slight change, Ye Yang felt it.

"It's like I'm in a river, floating slowly with the water, yes, that's it."

In an instant, Ye Yang had a lot to think about.

"Could it be that the entire chaos is a river, the water in it is the energy of chaos, and the prehistoric world is something floating in the river, and it moves slowly with the fluctuation of the current?"

If this is really the case, in an instant, Ye Yang seemed to have opened a door and slowly looked into the depths of chaos.

"Could it be that my previous suspicion was true?"

At this moment, the voice of Ping Xin's consciousness suddenly sounded in Ye Yang's mind.

"Human Ancestor, I sensed that Zixiao Palace is thousands of kilometers ahead."