Chapter 87: Tiandao Hongjun appears, Di Qing invites him to fight, fights Hongjun, and meets the enemy alone
Such a scene made the Kunlun Immortal Clan laugh and cry. However, seeing the countless cultivators in the prehistoric world working so hard, they were also happy and relaxed.

But for the celestial cultivators, it was so miserable and miserable. It was difficult enough for them to deal with the cultivators of Kunlun Immortal Clan. Now they were facing nearly two-thirds of the cultivators in the prehistoric world. How could they contend?

Basically, there were dozens of monks, surrounding and killing them one by one. For a moment, the celestial monks wailed continuously and fell in large numbers.

Moreover, seeing that there were not enough celestial cultivators to share, countless Buddhist and immortal cultivators also began to search the world for celestial cultivators. Those celestial cultivators who were hiding were also in trouble this time. They were hiding well, but were pulled out and killed.

With one order from Emperor Qing, he was able to command most of the cultivators in the prehistoric world. Such a move really shocked all living beings in the prehistoric world.

Even Hongjun and Tiandao gasped at this moment. But after thinking about it carefully, they found that this was completely reasonable.

Emperor Qing created the immortal system and the Buddhist system. Most of the cultivators in the prehistoric world today practice these two systems. Although these two systems have been around for many years and have produced many strong people, they still have many doubts. And these doubts can obviously be answered from Emperor Qing, the creator.

But they couldn't find Emperor Qing normally. Now that they had this opportunity, those cultivators naturally wanted to ask for the Tao.

Moreover, Emperor Qing was as wise as the sky, and he created countless cultivation methods, and his name spread throughout the ancient world. This naturally gave rise to countless desires for many cultivators who were eager to learn cultivation methods.

In addition, the birth and rise of the celestial system was bound to cause conflicts with many immortal monks and Buddhist monks.

What's more, the preaching of Di Qing, the first cultivator to achieve Hunyuan in the ancient world, attracted countless cultivators.

All these things prompted most of the cultivators in the prehistoric world to obey the order and begin slaughtering the celestial cultivators.

Hongjun grabbed the whisk, with a look of astonishment on his face, and finally burst into a self-deprecating laugh: "As expected of Emperor Qing, you are so majestic. With one order, most of the cultivators in the prehistoric world follow you. Compared to Emperor Qing, my appeal and reputation in the prehistoric world are far behind."

"Heavenly Dao, don't you claim that you are the will of all living beings and the instincts of all things? Now most of the living beings in the prehistoric world are preparing to slaughter the celestial cultivators who are related to you. This is equivalent to slaughtering you. How do you, Heavenly Dao, feel about this?"

"Hmph... How do you feel? I can only say that all living beings are ignorant and were bewitched by Emperor Qing's small profits. In addition, most of these prehistoric cultivators cannot represent all living beings. After all, among all living things in the prehistoric world, only a minority of them have embarked on the path of cultivation."

The Heavenly Dao remains stubborn and still believes that it represents all living beings.

But Tiandao also had to admire Di Qing's appeal.

"Whatever you say. What should we do next?" Hongjun shouted coldly.

"What should we do? We have been forced to this point, the only option is to fight!" Tiandao made this decision without even thinking about it.

Hongjun flicked his whisk, and the avenue followed him, and the years added to his body: "Is it time to fight? Otherwise, if you continue to be so forbearing, do you really think that I, a Hunyuan cultivator, am a fake. In fact, with my temper, I should have found Di Qing to fight when this war just broke out."

As he said this, Hongjun took a step, crossed the endless years, and came to the endless sky. It seemed that he wanted to reach the same height as Di Qing, and then he looked at Di Qing.

Di Qing's eyes also instantly saw Hongjun and felt his gaze. Then, across endless space and time, he said, "Hongjun, Tiandao, you are finally willing to come out."

Emperor Qing, who was standing at the top of Buzhou, also took a step at this moment, crossing time and space, and came to a place not far from Hongjun.

Hongjun is still a thin old Taoist priest, but he has achieved the Great Dao Hunyuan, and he is surrounded by the long river of time, as if he is separating the years of the prehistoric times and the time of all living beings. He flicked his whisk and stared at Di Qing: "Daoyou Di Qing, countless years have passed since we parted in the battle between Taoism and Demons. Now we meet again, but the situation is like this. It's really unpredictable!" "Yes. Who would have thought that Hongjun, who was once a chivalrous Taoist, has now become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao? Could it be that Daoyou Hongjun doesn't know that the gift of fate has already been secretly marked with a price?"

"Now you have come this far relying on the Way of Heaven. It seems that you have achieved what you want and reached the realm you want. But in the future, you will inevitably lose more because of what you have gained now."

Di Qing knew very well that the future Hongjun would be imprisoned in the Heavenly Dao by merging his body with the Dao. No matter what he did, it would be difficult for him to escape the shackles of the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun's expression changed slightly. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry, nor could one tell what was happening inside. He just flicked his whisk and said, "Since I have made my choice, I will not regret it."

"In that case, then there is no need to talk nonsense. Let's fight..." Emperor Qing shouted immediately, with a fighting spirit surging. A terrifying aura burst out from his body. The vastness of the Primordial Realm instantly spread to the sky, shocking all things and distorting time: "Hongjun,
Show me the strength you gained from joining the Heavenly Dao. I hope you can let me enjoy a great battle in the Primordial Realm."

"As you wish!" Hongjun didn't waste any words. Between his whisks, the long river of time continued to evolve.

In the long river of time, one can find that Hongjun's aura has become vicissitudes, ethereal, and empty. At that moment, Hongjun seemed to have turned into time and years. The past and the present evolved in Hongjun's hands, and the past and the future also evolved in Hongjun's hands.

There was a mixture of emotions in Hongjun's eyes.

Hongjun flicked his whisk, and it was as if time passed through all living beings, rolling up the past and future of all living beings, and evolving into the most horrific killing in ancient and modern times.

With such killing rage, he instantly killed Di Qing.

However, Emperor Qing was standing there at this moment, with an immeasurable self-confidence, looking down on the passing of time with an aura that could not be measured.

Emperor Qing was just standing there, and the aura spreading from his body was a kind of great terror. It could shatter the heavens and the earth, and it could cross the long river of time.

Emperor Qing faced Hongjun's sweeping years of killing, raised his hand and grabbed, and pushed out. The purest flesh, the invincible power it carries, will also erupt and unfold at this moment.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Di Qing just pushed forward with his palm, with the most invincible body and the most terrifying power, even though he fell into the killing of time.

With a loud bang, the endless years were torn apart by Di Qing's palm and also reversed by Di Qing's palm.

It seemed that at this moment, time had become a plaything in Di Qing's hands, and it seemed that time could not even touch Di Qing's body in the slightest.

Just like that, it swept across the years, swept across the past and the present, exploded the universe, shook the stars in the sky, and the heaven and earth were rippling faintly at this moment.

“Hmph…” Emperor Qing snorted coldly, and his palm instantly shattered the endless years, turning them into tiny streams of time, flowing into the endlessly opened heavens, and also into the past and present.

"Is that all?" Di Qing shouted coldly, and took a step, as if stepping on the intersection of time. Then he crushed the long river of time, raised his hand and killed Hongjun's real body.

At this time, Hongjun was also shocked by Di Qing's strength and terrifying body. But now that he has also stepped into the realm of the Great Dao Hunyuan, how can he retreat, be frightened, or admit defeat?

(End of this chapter)