I'm a son-in-law in heaven

"It's time to go to get the gold medal!" Kunpeng whispered, with a decision.

With the power of his wings, he can span several continents with only three wings.

It's not too late to act now, if it is delayed any longer, there may be changes.

Kunpeng knew the great secret of the golden medal, and even saints couldn't help paying attention to such treasures.

But if the saint makes a move, then what else can he do?

Just as Kunpeng was about to leave the nest, the sword energy in the sky was like rain, cutting through Changtian, and the blood rained down.

Kunpeng lowered his head, he didn't know when a sword wound appeared on his chest, and he was bleeding.

He just showed his wings and manifested Changtian, and was about to take off, but his wings were cut by a sword.

This blow was beyond Kunpeng's expectation.

In the entire prehistoric world, there were only a handful of people who could cut him with swordsmanship.

Looking at the pure murderous intent attached to the bleeding place on his chest, Kunpeng's expression became colder and colder.

"Fellow Tongtian Daoist, you are the leader of one party, the Primordial Saint! Now that you have secretly cast a cold sword and spread the word, you are not afraid that Hong Huang's fellow Daoist will fail to make a joke!"

The demon master Kunpeng roared loudly and flew into the sky.

And as the voice resounded, a figure in white was suspended in the air.

Master Tongtian's eyes pierced the void, looking at the demon master Kunpeng, with a sneer of disdain.

"These words are useless to me!"

"Kunpeng, if you don't want to die, then just be patient."

This scolding made Kunpeng furious.

He is a sorcerer and the master of the Northland. When would someone threaten him like this.

Even Emperor Jun Taiyi treated him with courtesy back then, but when he met Master Tongtian, he yelled and scolded him at will, which hurt his face.

"Master Tongtian!"

Kunpeng wanted to say some tough words, but after seeing the cold light in the eyes of Master Tongtian, he swallowed the words again.

He is not a saint after all, and he does not have the indomitable momentum of the leader of Tongtian.

It's just because of face, of course Kunpeng can't be subdued.

The leader of the Tongtian Church did indeed launch a murderous plan, but Kunpeng stopped his voice in time, so that the leader of the Tongtian Church had no reason to attack.

The boundless killing intent subsided, and the Master Tongtian stood in the void and stopped speaking.

Filled with resentment, Kunpeng turned back to the cave and put aside the matter of the gold medal.

How could he not understand the intention of the Lord Tongtian appearing at this moment.

It's just a pity that the gold medal actually fell into Xuanmen's hands.

Kunpeng knew a lot of inside information, and he naturally knew that the secret palace where the gold medal was stored had been occupied by the Taoist sect for many years.

Otherwise, why would they make such a big fuss.

It's just a pity for the gold medal!
Apart from these three places, there are also many famous mountain fairy houses that were shocked.

Some ancient gods are also ready to move.

He waited to live in the last days of the emperor, listened to his rumors and grew up, and worshiped in his heart needless to say.

More interested in the inheritance of the emperor.

It's just that with the upcoming decree of Wa Palace, many ancient gods can only stop, feeling unwilling.

There are also many ancient gods who rely on their face and go to the Wa Palace to face the Holy Spirit, but in the end they got a nose and turned into ashes.

"My lady, it's really lively here."

Zhulong Dharma Body walked out of the Ming River and came to Wa Palace to witness this scene.

Nu Wa had just sent away a group of ancient gods, and was surprised to see Zhulong who didn't recognize him.

"Master Zhulong is a bit late in coming." Nuwa spoke, taking the initiative.

She had expected that Zhulong would come, but she never expected that Zhulong would come so late.

Instead, she was harassed for a long time.

Nuwa even guessed that among those ancient gods, there was someone who Zhulong arranged to come to test.

It's a pity that it is impossible for Nuwa to finish her speech without waiting for the right master.

Zhulong was speechless, he had already heard the meaning behind the words, so he no longer concealed it, and chose to go straight to the point.

"But today the Emperor Jinzhang is here, why did Empress Nuwa stop the ancient god from descending?" Zhulong asked.

"The old man's words are wrong. It's not that I stop them, but that I don't want them to disturb the birth of Jin Zhang from the lower realm."

"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the golden decree left by His Majesty when he returned to the ruins?" Zhulong's eyes flickered, and he started talking about other things.

"I've heard something!" Nuwa had already guessed what Zhulong was going to say next,
"Before His Majesty returned to the ruins, he left a golden decree, all living beings in the world, and all spiritual things can be inherited!"

"It's just that these ancient gods don't seem to be among the sentient beings in the world, do they?"

Zhulong was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't expect Nuwa to say such words.

"You and I both understand that those ancient gods are the incarnations of the Dao, born in harmony with the Dao, but they lack the emotions of acquired souls."

Nuwa has a thorough understanding of the ancient gods because she is also a great innate god, and she can become a saint by understanding the seven emotions.

As an ancient god and beyond the shackles of the ancient god, Nuwa certainly understands the essence of the ancient god.

"Your Majesty's inheritance is originally prepared for the acquired souls!"

"Countless times in the past have also proved that His Majesty's inheritance has nothing to do with those ancient gods."

"Since this is the case, it doesn't matter if they go or not. What's more, without them, there are fewer variables. This can also verify some of my guesses." Nuwa said slowly.

It's just these words that made Zhulong interested.

"What exactly do you want to verify?"

"What to verify, doesn't the old man already have a guess?"

Hearing these words, Zhulong's heart was shocked, and his eyes showed reminiscence and sadness.

"Yes, I have been waiting for this day for too long, and Your Majesty has been waiting for this day for endless years."

"I just hope that what the empress did today is right."

After Zhulong finished speaking, Yangtian roared, turned and left, returned to Minghe, and waited quietly for the final result.

Thunder Mountain!
Looking at the golden medal radiating fiery light in the sky, both gods and demons showed obsession.

Daoist Taiyi and Manjusri woke up the fastest, thinking of the origin of the emperor's secret palace, they also guessed the gold medal.

The two shot at the same time, cast their mana big handprints, and grabbed the gold medal in the sky, trying to bring it under control.

It's just that before touching the gold medal, the divinity floated, and order bloomed, repelling the two at the same time.

And this confrontation woke everyone up.

It's just that the entire Jilei Mountain fell into a strange silence at this moment. Although they didn't hear a word, they had a different emotion.

Regardless of the heavenly court or the demon masters of the demon world, they are all vigilant around them, for fear of being plotted against, they will withdraw from the follow-up competition.

The Holy Mother of Jinling lingered with a cold killing intent all over her body, causing the Jade Ruyi Excalibur in her hand to hum.

His eyes calmly glanced at Fairy Bixiao and the others, making the immortals subconsciously tense up.

"The next step is to work hard!"

"Even if it's a desperate effort, the gold medal must be obtained!"

Fairy Bixiao subconsciously clenched her hands when she heard what the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said.

The last time I felt this nervous was when I was in Conferred God Tribulation.

Both Nezha and Yang Jian were on guard, and distanced themselves from the crowd.

Seeing the small movements of the two, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was a little speechless, "You two don't need to be nervous, it's not to deal with you."

"However, I'll repeat it here again. This gold medal can fall into anyone's hands, but it cannot fall into the hands of the Western religion and the demon world."