The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

When the ancestor Kunpeng saw that the Eastern Prince had the courage to come out, the cold light in his eyes suddenly shot out.

After the monks of the Eastern Prince's line had gone through the initial panic, at this time they were full of courage.

"Kunpeng! You dare to come to our Fanghu Fairy Island, this time you will have no return!"

The Eastern Prince burst into laughter, his face was bright and confident.

The Eastern Prince's line had previously seized the star flags in Beiming. During this time, he had familiarized the core members with the rituals, and had already mastered the use of this set of divine flags.

With the help of this formation flag, the power of the Eastern Prince's Ten Thousand Immortal Formation has become even greater.

Now the Western Queen and the Eastern Prince each control a large array. The Ten Thousand Immortal Array and the plain cloud realm are yin and yang combined, and the two large arrays are combined into one, complementing each other, and the power is extremely amazing.

At this time, the strong men beside the Eastern Prince also yelled and cursed, but they looked like a night-walking counselor emboldening himself.

"Kunpeng dared to come alone, this is simply death!"

"The killing of Kunpeng today happened to be done once and for all."

The monks in the same line of the Eastern Prince yelled five and six, which looked extraordinary.

However, Kun Peng said indifferently, and immediately made them all quiet.

"East Prince, I will only take your head today, it has nothing to do with other creatures!"

Those shouts stopped, even if some monks wanted to fight against Kunpeng's ancestors, but when they met Kunpeng's powerful eyes, they couldn't help closing their mouths one by one.

That kind of powerful aura is precisely the power of the superiors to suppress the weak and small creatures deep into the bone marrow.

Even the Eastern Duke, a powerhouse in the quasi-sage mid-term, he also felt the violent power like the deep sea!

Only he himself knows what the ancestor Kunpeng has experienced, and only he himself knows how much power he has gained.

"Kun Pengxiu wants to bluff. Today, my Eastern Prince is here. I want to see how you can take my life!"

The Eastern Prince laughed wildly. As a party supreme, he naturally has his own arrogance and dignity.

When the ancestor Kunpeng said to his face to take his head like this, the Eastern Prince was already extremely angry.

However, he is not a reckless person. The ancestor Kunpeng exudes a dangerous aura, coupled with his strong self-confidence that ignores everything, this makes the Eastern Prince feel deeply uneasy.

Although Kunpeng is arrogant, he is not a fool. If he does not have this strength, he will definitely not speak arrogantly.

Just look at what Kunpeng did before. The ancestors of the Styx River were driven out of the bleeding sea, and the dragon clan was destroyed. Kunpeng did all these things.

"Okay, today I will kill you to pay tribute to the creatures of my Beiming!"

The ancestor Kunpeng took a step forward. At this moment, he seemed to have traveled through endless time and space.

At the same time, a divine light burst out of Kunpeng's eyes, and the wind, thunder and fire pupils shone brightly.

"Fight against the enemy!"

The Eastern Prince yelled at the same time, and the two large formations of Yin and Yang suddenly moved around, just like the Yin and Yang fish of Tai Chi, surrounded by each other, endlessly.

A soaring momentum filled the sky, and the entire South China Sea changed its appearance.

The raging waves rolled down thousands of feet, and the wind roared in all directions.

However, such huge two divine formations looked pale and weak in front of the ancestor Kunpeng.

Where the divine light in Kunpeng's eyes passed, everything melted like ice and snow, and the two magical formations didn't work in an instant.

Kunpeng seized the opportunity that the formation was delayed, he leaped in depth and swept forward!

"Boom!"

Kunpeng was the first to break into the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, he was like a wisp of breeze above the nine heavens, erratic and unpredictable.

Kunpeng has entered the big formation!

In this scene, obviously all the cultivators hadn't expected it, they didn't believe that Kunpeng would have such a powerful ability.

But now everything was in front of him, and between Kun Peng waved his hands, endless black water spewed out. The monks in front of him were instantly submerged by the black water, and no one beside the Eastern Prince dared to stop Kun Peng's footsteps.

"Donghua, go!"

Queen Mother West saw that their greatest reliance was immediately forced, a trace of horror flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly called the Eastern Prince to let him escape.

The Eastern Prince was in a panic at this time, but he hadn't made any movements before, and the ancestor Kunpeng had already arrived!

Kunpeng's speed is like a ghost, and Kunpeng's strength is unmatched.

Dong Wanggong felt cold for a while, he already knew that he was doomed to escape.

If he does not die, Kunpeng will surely hunt him down for thousands of miles!

"Too true, you go!"

The Eastern Prince came to his senses at this time. The eons of glory was nothing but a passing moment, a monstrous momentum, and nothing more than a thousand dust. Only the people around him were the only fetters in his heart.

"go!"

The Eastern Prince gave a violent shout, he backhanded the Western Queen violently, and then he rushed towards the ancestor Kunpeng instead.

"Kunpeng, just one battle!"

The Eastern King arrogantly kills him, he can be defeated, but he can't be insulted.

To dominate one side, each is the leader, the Eastern Prince is weak, and he can only surrender.

Kunpeng's eyes were cold, like a demon, he instantly smoothed the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, and grabbed the Eastern Prince.

All of this is between the lightning and the fire, and it ends so quickly.

"Boom!"

The ancestor Kunpeng grabbed the Dong Wang Duke's body and directly exploded him, leaving only a head.

The Eastern Prince's eyes widened, the ancestor Kunpeng was too fast, he didn't even have the power to parry, and was directly beheaded by the ancestor Kunpeng!

The eyes of the Eastern King were full of unwillingness, and finally the divine light gradually dimmed, and his vitality quietly disappeared.

A generation of heroes came to an end.

Queen Mother West saw that the Eastern Prince was killed, her eyes were full of blood and tears, but she could only flee away.

Fanghuxiandao's line was scattered and fled, and the scene where the tree fell and scattered, looked tragic and desolate.

Kunpeng sighed in his heart, but he didn't resort to murderous intentions anymore. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and several Da Luo Jinxians were photographed by him.

These are the monks who killed the Seven Immortals of Xuanci Mountain.

"Xianzun, be merciful! We didn't intend to kill your disciple before, please let Xianzun show favor!"

These monks knelt down and begged for mercy, kowtow, obviously cherishing their lives very much.

Kunpeng shook his head and said, "Since you killed my disciple, you need to pay with your life, but this time you won't forgive you!"

The magical powers appeared in Kunpeng's hand, and several great Luo Jinxians immediately turned into flying ashes, but at the same time their gods were destroyed, just like the Eastern Prince, they were left with a trace of true spirit by Kunpeng, and they had not been completely wiped out.

This time Kunpeng came, obviously a lot less murderous, he only blamed the first evil, but let go of the other thousands of creatures.

There was no more creature in Fanghu Fairy Island at this time, Kunpeng deployed a formation and took the Fairy Island into his hands, and then left with the six-eared macaque.

The Fanghuxiandao line was destroyed, and the news spread quickly throughout the Eight Methods, but Kunpeng didn't care.

After he returned to Beiming, he hung the head of the Eastern Prince on the fairy island to warn all the forces that dared to have ideas about Beiming.

For a moment, the supreme all parties looked at the dead head of the Eastern Prince, and they were all chilled. If anyone dared to attack Bei Ming, they would have to think more about it.

However, Kunpeng forcefully slayed the Eastern Prince and destroyed the ancient gods, which immediately boosted the morale of the Beiming line. The surviving creatures once again saw hope, and their cohesion became stronger.

However, with the destruction of countless creatures, Kunpeng's luck still suffered a fatal blow.

Before cultivating Jianmu and accepting Heaven's Punishment, Kunpeng's energy of merit has been completely consumed.

At this time, the blessing of Qi Yun on his body has also been weakened to the extreme. It can be said that Kun Peng has not gained much benefit in the continuous battles today.

Kunpeng did not regret it, it was his choice!

After Kunpeng killed the Eastern Prince with the momentum of thunder, he fell silent again, as if he had disappeared again.

In the demon court, Emperor Jun was on guard and ordered all demon tribes to operate the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array day and night to prevent the ancestor Kunpeng from carrying out a thunderous attack again.

However, Kunpeng did not take any action, which made Di Jun a little relieved.

Donghuang Taiyi's physical body was shattered, and it would take at least tens of thousands of years to barely recover. For the Yaozu, this is obviously not good news.

"The second brother is seriously injured and retreats. Now my monster clan has provoked Kunpeng again. Now it's really troublesome!"

There was a worrisome in Di Jun's heart. He once again ordered the demon clan to be closed, and all the demon clan creatures were to practice in retreat, and they were not allowed to leave the heavens day and night.

At this time, the Wu clan side also fell silent. Although they did not help Bei Ming, they did not take advantage of the fire.

Now that the Beiming power has collapsed, Kun Peng has also risen silently, which makes Di Jiang Zuwu feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Di Jiang Zu Wu is the most loyal, although he has done enough, but seeing such an ending, he was a little unacceptable for a while.

"Ugh!"

The Emperor Jiang Zu Wu sighed. At this time, the Demon Race did not move. The Demon Race was also unwilling to provoke them. The entire family developed rapidly, and there were signs of completely surpassing the Demon Race.

The demon clan has been in constant friction with the Bei Ming side over the years, and their losses can be said to be very heavy, especially in the most recent one. Not only the demon soldiers were killed and injured, but the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was directly abolished.

The witch clan now stands alone, and the luck of the twelve ancestor witches has finally reached its peak.

As long as they practice hard, the ancestral witches' cultivation is naturally easier to break through with the blessing of this boundless luck.

Bei Ming has only less than ten million creatures left, and therefore no longer has the qualifications to dominate the prehistoric world, so the twelve ancestor witch's guard against Kunpeng has also weakened.

Just as the entire prehistoric world was developing quietly, the ancestor Kunpeng quietly came to the Wu Clan.

The arrival of Kunpeng made the Twelve Ancestral Witch a moment of suspicion, none of them knew what the purpose of Kunpeng's arrival was now.

But the emperor Jiang Zuwu laughed and said, "The Daoist Kunpeng has come from afar, and I will meet him personally!"

The ancestor witch of Emperor Jiang was full of joy, and the other ancestor witches could only follow the witch of Emperor Jiang.

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