The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Ziwei Xingjun got the star banner, he was more devoted to the ancestor Kunpeng, and he wanted to refine the star banner as soon as possible, and set up a large array of stars, in order to repay the ancestor Kunpeng's kindness.

On the side of the demon clan, after the demon emperor Jun had subdued the ancestors of the Styx River and the ancestors of Yinglong, his thoughts were clear in his mind, and the emperor's law was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Di Jun was full of spirits in the heavenly court, he laughed and said: "I am beheading the corpse today!"

When Tai heard the words of his eldest brother, his eyes lit up and his heart became excited.

Now the four emperors of the Demon Race have successfully cut two corpses. If Dijun and Fuxi can also cut out the first corpse, then their Demon Race will have four quasi-sage powerhouses.

When Fuxi next to him saw this scene, his face was envious, but he was also anxious.

The four demon emperors saw that he was the only one who could not cut the corpse for a long time, which naturally made Fuxi unable to continue to sit down.

"cut!"

At this moment, a powerful aura burst out of Di Jun's body, and as he shouted loudly, the Hetu first volleyed in the sky, and the endless emperor's aura permeated all directions.

The majesty and grand aura covered every corner of the heavenly court.

Hetu merged with the golden light, and a figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

The Taoist man is dressed in a Nine Dragons yellow robe, with five hanging crowns on his head, and his secret luck is ninety-five, and the emperor's air is even more like a sea.

This is the kind corpse of Emperor Jun, entrusted with a powerful emperor's law.

"Hahaha!"

Dijun laughed three times happily, and then he collected the corpse, and his mood was quickly controlled by him.

"Congratulations to the eldest brother for successfully slicing the corpse, my monster clan's strength has increased a lot!"

Taiyi's face was equally happy, he was really happy for his elder brother.

"Congratulations Brother Dao, the corpse was successfully cut today, and the road ahead can be expected in the future!"

Di Jun smiled and nodded, his face filled with joy.

Empress Nuwa saw her brother, although she didn't say anything, she also knew that her brother was also a competitive character, so she couldn't help worrying about Fuxi.

In the prehistoric world, since the ancestor Tao handed down the method of corpse cutting, in this Lich Catastrophe, another Lingbao Catastrophe has been set off.

Countless monks are robbing Lingbao, once they see the news of the birth of Lingbao, most of the time, many monks will flock to it.

After all, if every monk wants to cut out the three corpses, he needs to collect three innate spirit treasures.

For the quasi-sages who have cut out a corpse, they want to prepare the spirit treasure in advance, and if the spirit treasure is enough, they want to collect some more powerful spirit treasures in order to improve their strength after the corpse is cut.

Those big Luo Jinxians, although they have not yet cut the corpse, they have already begun to prepare for the corpse.

Daluo Jinxian is only one step away from the quasi-sage. Anyone can have an epiphany and directly break into the realm of the quasi-sage.

If there is no suitable spirit treasure to slay the corpse by then, it will delay one's own cultivation.

Therefore, in the current prehistoric world, it can be said that it is completely chaotic.

The Lich Great Tribulation, coupled with the Lingbao dispute, almost the entire prehistoric world was in turmoil.

Only places like Beiminghai, Fanghuxian Island, and the Four Poles of the Earth, the chaos in these places is a little better.

Even the disciples of the ancestor Kunpeng, they all left Beiming, looking for their own opportunities outside.

The ancestor Kunpeng had already moved his mind to go out at this time, and the whereabouts of the Kaitian Shui Ling had not been known, which made the ancestor Kunpeng no bottom.

He has already cut out the two corpses, although the self corpse is the most difficult to cut out, but what if he has an epiphany?

It is indeed a very troublesome thing without Kai Tian Shui Ling in his hands.

However, the ancestor Kunpeng had no clue about the whereabouts of Kaitian Shuiling.

Just as Kunpeng was thinking secretly and preparing to go out, the six-eared macaque rushed into the temple in a hurry.

"Master is bad!"

The six-eared macaque has not yet seen the Kunpeng ancestor, and has already yelled, and his face is even more anxious.

The ancestor Kunpeng frowned, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Liu Er, what happened?"

The ancestor Kunpeng's question calmed the six-eared macaque a little bit. He scratched his head and gestured.

"Master, Xuanguang and I were traveling abroad to hunt for treasures. We originally got a treasure, but were stopped by a strong thief. Now the seven juniors are trapped, and only I escaped to ask Master for help!"

The six-eared macaque and the Xuancishan Seven Immortals also sensed the chance, so they went out together to hunt for treasure.

The baby has been found, but the trouble has also found them.

In the end, the Seven Immortals of Xuan Cishan desperately laid down Zhenwu's seven divisions to stop the powerful enemy, so that the six-eared macaques could escape back to Beiming to report.

"Let me take a look!"

The ancestor Kunpeng already knew the general idea of ​​the matter at this time. As soon as his magical powers turned, he also knew the cause and effect where he fought with several disciples.

Kunpeng brought the six-eared macaque, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a door was suddenly torn apart.

This is a void passage, only the mighty quasi-sage monks can use it.

Kunpeng grabbed the six-eared macaque with one hand, his figure shook, and he disappeared.

The next moment, in the Luofu Mountain, in a col, two gangs of monks were fighting to death.

On the ground, there were already quite a few corpses lying scattered around.

In the center of the battlefield, a large array shining with the light of stars protected several figures, and firmly blocked the strong outside the large array.

"stop!"

The ancestor Kunpeng roared, and these cultivators were shocked and had to stop and collect.

Kunpeng stepped forward and saw that among the seven Zhenwu formations, it was the Xuancishan Seven Immortals.

Seven of them saw their master coming, and their faces suddenly showed ecstasy.

"Master!"

The Seven Immortals withdrew their formations and saluted Kunpeng one after another, each of them with injuries on their faces, looking embarrassed.

"It is these monks who beat you like this?"

The ancestor Kunpeng didn't ask right or wrong, and first talked about the injury of his disciple.

Ashamed expressions appeared on the faces of the seven immortals. They were all strong at the level of Daluo Jinxian, but there were too many cultivators on the opposite side, and they couldn't stand it.

The ancestor Kunpeng could have imagined that if his seven disciples snatched the treasure, they would definitely be attacked by everyone.

Without enough strength, even if you grab a baby, it may not be a good thing.

"Master, all the disciples are incompetent and lacking in cultivation, so they are besieged by many cultivators and cannot stand out from the siege."

Xuan Guang was the first to stand up, and he was ashamed.

The ancestor Kunpeng didn't mean to blame them, he turned and looked at the monks next to him.

When these monks saw the Kunpeng ancestors coming, they naturally felt the powerful aura in Kunpeng, so no one dared to take any shots at will.

"You dare to bully the disciple of my ancestor Kunpeng?"

The words of Kunpeng ancestor were cold, and he scanned the many creatures coldly.

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