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Kunpeng tightly grasped the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his hand, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

He never thought that the Hongmeng Purple Qi he had dreamed of would fall into his hands so easily.

He stared at the Hongmeng Purple Qi and was stunned, even a little at a loss.

The knot that had troubled him for a lifetime was so easily untied.

The Tao contained in the Hongmeng Purple Qi continued to attract the demon master Kunpeng.

He looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi and was unconsciously a little dazed.

After the demon master Kunpeng came to his senses, he flapped his wings in an instant, wanting to exert the power of the law of speed.

Escape from the battlefield that everyone was watching at the fastest speed and leave quickly.

Getting the Hongmeng Purple Qi was not the fundamental purpose. After all, he still needed time to comprehend before he could achieve the Tao and become a saint.

In the final analysis, this so-called Hongmeng Purple Qi was just the key to open the road to becoming a saint.

It is not that you can achieve the Tao and become a saint in an instant after getting it.

If it was really that easy, Haotian would have achieved the Tao and become a saint long ago.

The figure of Demon Master Kunpeng turned into a stream of red light and disappeared in the chaos.

But the next moment, his figure returned to the original position.

Kunpeng frowned slightly and showed a puzzled look.

He was clearly running towards the direction of the Demon Court just now, how could he return here?

Could it be that a dignified quasi-saint peak powerhouse would also encounter a ghost wall?

Just when Kunpeng was a little confused and didn't know what was going on.

Suddenly, three sky-high evil spirits emerged, revealing several burly figures.

The visitor was the only remaining ancestor witch Houtu in the witch clan, with two quasi-saint peak great witches Xingtian and Jiufeng.

The eyes of the ancestor witch Houtu were extremely cold, staring straight at the demon master Kunpeng.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I really didn't expect that this Hongmeng purple air could fall into your hands so easily."

The moment the demon master Kunpeng saw the ancestor witch Houtu, his eyes also drooped slightly, and his expression became gloomy.

"It turned out that Hou Tu, the only one left among the twelve ancestor witches, brought two great witches to stop me."

"I think it was you who did it just now, right?"

The ancestor witch Hou Tu also admitted it openly, nodded and said in a cold voice.

"Of course, after all, if this Hongmeng purple air falls into your hands, it will not work."

"Anyone can get the Hongmeng purple air, the witch clan will not take action to control it, only you, the demon court, absolutely cannot!"

The continuation of the war between witches and demons finally came to the battle for the Hongmeng purple air.

Since the witches and demons declined that year.

The demon court still has Lu Ya to support it, and the other party is a disciple of the Wahuang Palace, a disciple of the saint, and has the saints to support them from behind.

Finally, slowly during the Journey to the West, the demon court was reborn.

It really restored some of the ancient prosperity of the demon court.

On the other hand, the witch clan has completely become a pawn of the Western Church.

Even if the ancestor witch Hou Tu can burst out the power of a sub-saint.

It is still not enough to face the two saints of the Western Church.

Therefore, the ancestor witch Hou Tu is also very enthusiastic about the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

If he can get the Hongmeng Purple Qi to prove himself as a saint.

Even if the great witch Xingtian or Jiufeng proves himself as a saint, the witch clan will have a chance to reproduce the glory of the ancient times.

At that time, they will not need to take shelter from the rain under the eaves of the Western saints.

The corners of the mouth of the demon master Kunpeng slightly raised, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"Do you really think that even if this Hongmeng Purple Qi does not fall into my hands, you can really let your witch clan take it away?"

"Do you know how many eyes are staring at this Hongmeng Purple Qi? Your witch clan has no allies at all. Why?"

"When the witches and demons fought, you didn't have much brains, and now it seems that you still don't have brains."

As the demon master Kunpeng's sarcastic words fell.

The ancestor witch Hou Tu had clenched his fists and took deep breaths, his heart filled with rage.

He waved his hand towards the demon master Kun Peng and roared, "Kill the old bastard Kun Peng!"

As soon as these words came out, the great witches Xing Tian and Jiu Feng immediately attacked with all their strength.

Xing Tian waved his Gan Qi, and the strong evil spirit he exuded continued to split the surrounding time and space.

Bang --! ! !

The demon master Kun Peng sacrificed nine Tianmang divine swords to resist the attack from the great witch Xing Tian.

The moment the two sides collided, time and space were directly turned into shattered nothingness.

At the same time, the figure turned into a stream of light and continued to appear in all directions of the great witch Xing Tian to launch an attack.

The fierce attack made the great witch Xing Tian overwhelmed and somewhat difficult to resist.

Fortunately, the great witch Jiu Feng came to help, and the two great witches attacked back to back.

Demon Master Kunpeng suddenly released countless feathers, illuminating the chaos like starlight.

The airtight attack tore the space apart wherever it passed.

Countless attacks bombarded the two great witches.

Xing Tian and Jiu Feng were injured to varying degrees.

The figure of the demon master Kunpeng turned into a stream of light, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Just two great witches, what can the peak of quasi-saints do?

As a demon master of the demon clan, he was also able to not fall behind.

After all, there is a huge gap between the peak of quasi-saints.

Who knew that it was just this moment of trance.

The ancestor witch Hou Tu suddenly appeared behind him, clenched his fists and bulged and torn muscles and pounded down suddenly!

Bang——! ! !

The dull sound bombarded the body of the demon master Kunpeng.

The demon master Kunpeng was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string.

He smashed dozens of ancient stars in a row before being heavily embedded in the ancient stars.

The moment the demon master Kunpeng raised his head, he spat out a trace of scarlet blood, and his eyes became even gloomier.

"Damn it, it was Bai Ze who plotted the most against the Wu clan. Is Hou Tu crazy? She has to target me and beat me."

"I was forced to worship in the demon court. I don't work hard all day long. But I blame all the hatred on me!"

The demon master Kunpeng stared at the Hongmeng purple air in his hand reluctantly.

However, he felt the three strong evil spirits approaching rapidly.

A helpless expression appeared on his face.

He really felt like Hongyun in despair back then.

The Hongmeng purple air is indeed a disaster.

"The Hongmeng purple air that I finally got has to be handed over after all."

A weak sigh came out from the demon master Kunpeng.

His eyes were instantly fixed firmly on the direction of the demon court, and he roared.

"Help me quickly, or this Hongmeng Purple Qi will really fall into the hands of the Wu Clan!"

The moment the voice fell, several fluctuations of time and space emerged again in the chaos.

Lu Ya brought Bai Ze to the chaos in an instant.

After all, when the demon master Kunpeng chose to take action, they were ready to help at any time.

Hongmeng Purple Qi is the target of countless quasi-saints.

Demon master Kunpeng is very strong, but he is not strong enough to suppress the heroes and dominate the world!