HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

With a clear smile, "In fact, it's not a big deal. After a while, the demon will come to help us repair this barrier." Illusion is also a kind of barrier.

Kunpeng suddenly asked, "Is the enchantment only the heavenly demons that can weave? Isn't the candle-yin leader not? And you, can't so many elders repair it?"

"You don't know something. This enchantment was woven by the Heavenly Demon himself. How dare anyone else touch it?"

The words are full of pride, thinking that there are more than 100 medium and large schools in the spirit world, and the unique Shushan League is personally favored by the heavenly demons. Of course, this honor is enough to make them proud.

There is another meaning to this, which is to put pressure on the Rakshasa gate.

Aren’t you great? If you dare to break through the illusion that the heavenly demons themselves have woven, we will naturally not care about you, but what the heavenly demons will do with you, hum!

Wu Hua and the others were also a little panicked at the time. If the demon came in person, would they have to hand over Kunpeng? If they don't pay, will the four of them bear the consequences together? What will the punishment of the Heavenly Demon be? Will it be killed directly without saying a word, then will the three of them be destroyed together with Kunpeng?

But Kunpeng smiled and said, "It would be great if the gods are coming. This seat just wanted to ask him why he didn’t give rewards to our aura players. As for this illusion, this seat can honestly tell him, it’s true. The seat was accidentally broken. As for why it happened that a weak spiritual force could also be broken, he might know the reason, and maybe he could give this seat another reward."

He didn't seem to mind the threat of innocence at all, instead he had an expectation.

Not only the three of Luoshamen, but everyone in the Shushan League also felt unreasonable, but everyone had nothing to say about his thoughts.

He nodded slightly, but turned to Wu Hua: "Then you go in our Shushan now?" He chose to completely ignore Kunpeng's words, trying to make Kunpeng self-reflection. However, there is a drum in his heart, Kunpeng, but at the fifth level of Qi, can he really break the illusion of the heavenly devil?

Wu Hua said: "Wait a minute, if your people come back and say that our head is not in Shushan, we must go back quickly; if so, we will go in and pick them up."

Qing Wei's face changed a little, but she quickly smiled and said, "Very good." But she didn't go on, and she didn't know what his goodness meant.

The scene was a bit embarrassing and cold for a while. Although the two sides did not look like a confrontation, they were clearly aligned and cold, and they could still clearly feel the confrontational psychology of the two sides.

After a while, the elders sent back by Qingwei returned and whispered to Qingwei. Kunpeng perceives intently and listens to his words clearly.

He did not see the candle shade. Qingwei originally wanted him to inform the candle and ask him for an idea, but now he has to come forward.

Moreover, Qiu Yang and the six people really had a strong conflict with Qingwei and other elders in the Shushan League. But the candle shade has not been shown, and the injured Qiu Yang and others are still in the main hall, insisting on letting the candle shade come out to give them an explanation.

According to the opinions of other elders in the main hall, if Wu Hua and others can be prevented from outside the gate, it is best not to let them in.

Qingwei finally nodded: "Pan Dao knows."

"Dao Master, our head, is he in Shushan?" Wu Hua asked, his tone full of suspicion. ..