Honghuang: I was expelled from the Dragon Clan when I advised Zulong to go into seclusion.

This is the gap from the life level!

But Kunpeng is not an ordinary quasi-saint!

He has too many abilities!

After all, he is Ao Yin's clone!

The power of various abilities superimposed is simply unimaginable!

If the prehistoric creatures knew his details, they would not be surprised that he could turn around and kill the saint!

Zhunti fled while frantically running the mana in his body, trying to repair his injuries, but Kunpeng's attack followed him like a shadow, leaving him no chance to breathe.

How could Kunpeng let him go easily? The Chaos Bell shook violently, and a more terrifying Chaos Sword Qi tore through the sky and shot towards Zhunti.

Zhunti sensed the fatal crisis and tried his best to swing the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to resist.

With a loud "bang", Zhunti was shaken away again, blood gushing out of his mouth, and the light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand also dimmed a little.

"Zhunti, die!" Kunpeng shouted, and the battle formation formed by the sons of the sea gods changed instantly, surrounding Zhunti. Each son of the sea god released the strongest spell, and the ice-blue light intertwined to form a huge spell net, covering Zhunti.

Zhunti was terrified. He knew that if he was covered by this net today, the consequences would be disastrous!

He struggled frantically, waving the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, trying to tear open this death net.

However, his struggle seemed so powerless under the powerful offensive of Kunpeng and the sons of the sea gods.

Just when Zhunti felt desperate, a mysterious light shot from a distance, instantly breaking through the spell net of the sons of the sea gods and covering Zhunti.

Seeing this, Kunpeng's face changed slightly. He felt that there was an extremely powerful force contained in this light, and this force made him feel a little afraid.

The light dissipated, and a figure slowly emerged.

Kunpeng looked closely and found that the person who came was indeed Jie Yin.

Jie Yin's face was gloomy, and he looked at Kun Peng coldly: "Kun Peng, you are too much, you dare to hurt my junior brother!"

Kun Peng met Jie Yin's gaze without fear: "Jie Yin, your junior brother overestimated his own ability and tried to snatch my spiritual treasure. Today is his retribution!"

Jie Yin snorted coldly: "Good Kun Peng, it seems that you don't take my Western Religion seriously. Today, I will seek justice for my junior brother!"

After that, Jie Yin's hand appeared a twelve-grade golden lotus, and the golden lotus bloomed with thousands of Buddha lights, and the whole world was shrouded in this Buddha light.

Kun Peng's heart trembled, he knew that Jie Yin's strength was far above Zhunti, and it was impossible for him to compete with the opponent with the strength of his clone alone!

After thinking about it, he decided to retreat.

His goal has been achieved.

There is no need to fight a meaningless battle!

Thinking of this, Kunpeng's voice slowly sounded here: "Zunti, Jieyin, you are bullying the minority with your numbers, what kind of saints are you?

You have disgraced the saints!

When I become a saint one day, I will go to Mount Xumi to ask you two for advice!"

After that, Kunpeng's body turned into a few drops of sea water and disappeared!

Zunti and Jieyin wanted to stop him, but it was in vain!

Their faces were extremely ugly!

This time, not only did they not get any benefits from attacking Kunpeng, but they also lost face and established a great enemy!

It was really a big loss!

Jieyin was not willing to do so, and his saint-level terrifying consciousness covered the North Sea!

After a while, his face became extremely ugly!

In his perception, he did not notice the specific location of Kunpeng.

But Kunpeng's breath was everywhere in the North Sea!

It was as if it had merged with the entire North Sea!

This made him have no way to start!

Perhaps, evaporating the entire North Sea can force out Kunpeng's trace.

But can he do this?

Obviously not!

As one of the four seas in the prehistoric world, the North Sea represents extraordinary significance!

There are countless aquatic creatures in it!

Evaporating the North Sea will cause billions of creatures to suffer!

Its karma is so great that it is unimaginable!

Even a saint cannot bear it!

Therefore, even if Jie Yin is angry, he dare not do it!

On the side, Zhunti asked hesitantly: "Brother, what should we do next?"

Jie Yin sighed and said: "Let's leave here first! We will take a long-term view.

I didn't expect Kunpeng to have grown to this point. We underestimated him!

Let's find a chance later!

Since such a big enemy has been established, it is better to get rid of it early!"

Zhunti nodded, and he understood.

Then, the two of them left the North Sea.

...

The battle between Kunpeng and Zhunti shocked countless creatures!

No one could have imagined that Kunpeng, who had always been low-key, had unknowingly possessed a terrifying strength that was not inferior to that of a saint!

Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain.

Qingfeng Mingyue was busy taking care of the ginseng fruit tree. Zhenyuanzi closed his eyes and meditated on the futon, with spiritual energy flowing slowly around him.

Suddenly, a divine thought with a strong primitive atmosphere came, and Zhenyuanzi suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure.

He slowly got up, walked to the front of the temple, looked into the distance and muttered to himself: "Kunpeng has such strength that he can force the saint Zhunti to such a situation."

Zhenyuanzi recalled the past. Although Kunpeng had also made his mark in many primitive events, he had never shown such amazing strength.

Now that he thought about it, he suddenly realized that the other party might have been hiding his weakness all along!

He shook his head gently, and the whisk in his hand swung unconsciously: "I am getting more and more confused about this prehistoric situation...

I thought that everyone below the saints were ants, but now it seems that this may not be the case!

This is not the truth!

When the strength is strong to a certain extent, it is completely possible to break this statement!"

He was filled with emotion and began to think about his future.

Zhen Yuanzi knew that the rise of Kunpeng's strength would break the delicate balance of all parties.

He looked at the ginseng fruit tree and thought to himself: "With this variable, my Wuzhuangguan will have to act more cautiously in the future."

Thinking of this, Zhen Yuanzi looked solemn and decided to retreat to comprehend and improve his own strength to cope with the changes that may come in the future.

...

In the depths of the sea of ​​blood, the ancestor of the Styx was practicing by the blood pool, and the blood was surging.

Suddenly, he frowned, stopped practicing, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face: "Kunpeng? He could beat Zhunti and make him flee?"

His voice echoed in the sea of ​​blood, stirring up layers of blood waves.

The old man of Minghe stood up, surrounded by blood and energy, like a demon god.

He sneered: "This Kunpeng, who usually does not show his strength, actually hides such a powerful trump card."

Recalling the past few encounters with Kunpeng, the old man of Minghe felt that he had misjudged him. He paced back and forth in the sea of ​​blood, thinking in his heart: the prehistoric world is likely to be in chaos, and the appearance of this Kunpeng has forced all forces to reconsider their considerations.

"But..."

Minghe suddenly thought of something and frowned again.

He felt that some of the methods used by Kunpeng before were somewhat familiar to him...

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head.

"Blood God Son!"

He remembered that Kunpeng's method was similar to his Blood God Son!

Could it be that the other party borrowed his cultivation method and completely refined the entire North Sea? !

The more Minghe thought about it, the more possible it was!

After all, only in this way can Kunpeng have a chance to compete with the saint!

He was immediately filled with emotion.

The other party was able to surpass the master, and he really had great talent!

Minghe's mood was very complicated!

He immediately decided to find an opportunity to go to the North Sea and have a good exchange with Kunpeng in the future.

The other party borrowed his cultivation method, which was also a cause and effect owed to him, and he should not be rejected.

After thinking it over, Minghe continued to practice.

After experiencing the battle between Kunpeng and Zhunti, Minghe felt that the "Blood Nerve" still had potential that had not been tapped by himself.

It still needs to be explored!

...

Chaoge.

Xuanzhen and the other three naturally paid attention to the battle between Kunpeng and Zhunti.

This battle also touched them a lot!

This made them understand that a quasi-saint can also defeat a saint against heaven!

It filled their hearts with motivation to move forward!

...

Mount Xumi.

No mistakes in one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one forum!

Losing to Kunpeng was a big blow to Zhunti!

This is normal.

As a saint, who can accept the fact that he is being hunted by a quasi-saint?

Although that was not his prime.

But he knew that even if he was not injured at that time, the result would not be much better!

His strength is indeed not as good as Kunpeng's!

This made him very uncomfortable!

Seeing this, Jie Yin sighed and didn't know how to comfort Zhunti.

He sighed and said to him: "Brother, don't think too much, have a good rest. As things have developed to this point, the overall pattern of the prehistoric world has undergone earth-shaking changes!

Nuwa will definitely not come to us to ask for spiritual treasures again.

If she really comes, even if we don't give it to her, she can't do anything.

She has no allies anymore!"

Zhunti nodded after hearing this and said nothing.

...

Time continued to pass.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the hundred-year period agreed upon by Nuwa and Zhunti.

Nuwa descended on Mount Xumi, and she asked straight to the point: "Daoyou Zhunti, Daoyou Jieyin, the hundred-year deadline has come, are the two top-grade innate spiritual treasures ready?"

Jieyin came to Nuwa, shook his head and said: "Top-grade innate spiritual treasures are really hard to find. My junior brother and I have been searching for a long time, but still have nothing.

Daoyou, can you give me some more time?"

After hearing Jieyin's words, Nuwa couldn't help but ask curiously: "Daoyou, how long do you want me to give you more time?"

Jieyin heard this and responded calmly: "Two hundred thousand years!"

"Two hundred thousand years?!"

When Nuwa heard Jieyin's words, her expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

She understood that Jieyin's words were just an excuse!

The other party just didn't want to give it!

But he didn't want to tear his face, so he gave such a time.

Nuwa's face was very ugly.

But she had no way to face Jieyin's broken promise!

But she was really unwilling to let her give up!

Although the top-grade innate spiritual treasure is precious, it is secondary. The most important thing is that she wants to save face!

Nuwa's face was gloomy, and she stared at Jie Yin with a sharp gaze, and said coldly: "Jie Yin, don't go too far!

At the beginning, the six saints jointly set a time limit of 100 years, but now they are trying to delay it for another 200,000 years on the grounds that it is "difficult to find". Is this what a saint does?"

She waved her sleeves, and the wind whistled, and the grass and trees on Mount Xumi swayed with it.

"You can eat words and fat, where do you place the majesty and integrity of the saints?"

The son -in -law's voice became colder, the aura all over his body fluttered, and the thunder flashed.

Listening to the side, his complexion was embarrassing, slightly lowered his head, and dare not look directly at the eyes of the son -in -law.

The attraction was calm, and his hands closed with both hands: "Nuwa Taoist friends, it is not that I do not want to perform the contract. It is really the best of this excerpt. Friends forgive me and so on. "

"Thicked?"

The son -in -law smiled angrily, "When you wait for me to calculate me, have you thought about being considerate? Do you think that I am now isolated and helpless, and can I do it at will?"

She had endless anger in her heart, and after all, Honghuang still respected her strength!

Even if you reach the realm of saints, you can't be spared!

She only has herself, but the other party is two saints, so she dare not care about her thoughts, and do what to do!

"Receive, how can you footh up in the flood in the future? How can you let the world live in the doctrine of the world to convince the doctrine of Western education? Don't think that my son -in -law is bullying!"

The son -in -law's momentum rose, and the colorful light on his body became more and more eye -catching, as if he accumulated power.

The attraction was still indifferent, and he owed his body slightly: "The son -in -law was angry. This was indeed my western teaching.

But the twenty -thousand years is just a finger. When I look for it with my brother and my brother, I will live up to the Taoist friends. "

The son -in -law bite silver tooth, and understood in his heart that at this moment, he turned his face with the attraction and quasi -lift, and he had no chance of winning. But how can she swallow this tone. She took a deep breath and said coldly: "Okay, I will believe you again this time. But after 200,000 years, if you do n’t see Lingbao, you blame me regardless of the past!"

After that, her figure flashed and turned into a luminous light to disappear on the top of Sumi Mountain, leaving only the silence on the Sumi Mountain, and the expression of the two people thought about it.

After a long time, I sighed and said slowly, "Okay, Lingbao's matter is also involved.

Today, the situation of floods changes rapidly.

I don't know what it will look like after 200,000 years!

Next, I will wait for it, the Wushuang His Holiness is about to start in Wanfa Palace! "

Jeremy mentioned words, there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, and he nodded and said, "Okay."

Nympho

As the time is getting closer to the Wanfa Palace preaching, it is no longer calm within the flood.

All souls of all parties have left and head to the Wanfa Palace above the East China Sea!

Because Ao Yin has not set up a threshold for Wanfa Palace this time, no one who can come to participate will not miss it!

After all, the preaching is the His Holiness Hidden!

Who is the fog hidden, no one knows in the floods, no one knows it!

It is the existence that can fight with Hongjun Daozu!

Being able to listen to the other party's preaching, that is the big creation!

Honghuang Life, no one does not want to hear!

Not to mention ordinary creatures, even the saints don't want to miss it!

In the palace of Yuxu.

Yuanshi was very tangled.

Do you want to go? (End of this chapter)