The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Kunpeng swept all the way, and he rushed directly into the forty-ninth floor of the crypt.

All the lifeless spirits and demon gods along the way were all collected into the black gourd and became the material for Kunpeng to enhance his strength.

This made Kunpeng's heart secretly refreshed. After he was promoted to the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, he needed massive resources to improve his physical strength.

Now that this cavern can bring endless death to Kunpeng, it is simply an ideal supply station.

But when Kunpeng brought Yan Sparrow to the lowest level, the situation here was very different from that of the past.

When Kunpeng came here for the first time, there was only one mysterious passage on the forty-ninth floor.

And now under this passage, an altar of six-pointed stars has been built!

The six-pointed star, in the dictionaries of some gods, symbolizes the meaning of "pregnancy" and "coming".

When Kunpeng saw that altar, he instinctively wanted to destroy it, as if there was a threat in it.

Kunpeng's thoughts moved, he is now Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and no one can easily affect Kunpeng's mind.

But now when he saw the six-pointed star altar, he had an urge to destroy it, which made Kunpeng smile.

"Heaven's Dao actually wants to use me to destroy all of this. It seems that the existence here, or the existence in that passage, poses a huge threat to the primordial heaven!"

Before Kunpeng had time to look at it, under the altar, a powerful demon god had already stood up.

"Are you Kunpeng?"

The form of this demon god is very similar to human beings, except that his whole body is dark, and he is enveloped by a strong death and demonic energy.

When Kunpeng saw that the other party knew his identity, he nodded and asked, "Who are you?"

The other party knew Kunpeng's name, which Kunpeng was not surprised. After all, he had come to this cave several times, and he had also fought against the supreme behind the mysterious passage, so the other party knew his information was normal.

"Great Freedom Demon King, Bo Xun!"

The demon god reported his family, and he didn't mean to conceal it in the slightest.

Kunpeng is no stranger to this name, it can even be said to be like a thunderbolt.

The great free demon king, the first demon king under the command of the demon ancestor Luo Hu, is powerful, and without a trace, it is the most difficult to deal with.

It's a pity that the demon ancestor Luo Hu fell in the Demon Dao dispute, and this wave of days has also disappeared, no longer worrying about the prehistoric things, but it is unexpected that he is here.

"Bo Xun? Since you are here, the demon ancestor Luo Hu, must not have really fallen, right?"

Kunpeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around.

When Mozu Luohu fought with Daozu Hongjun, he was already a quasi-sage pinnacle powerhouse. After so many years, in Kunpeng's view, if Mozu Luohui was immortal, he might have already proclaimed the Dao!

At this moment, thinking about everything in this cave world, Kun Peng suddenly had a certain degree of guessing.

Hearing that Kunpeng asked the whereabouts of the demon ancestor as soon as he opened his mouth, the corner of the big free demon king's mouth was slightly raised, and he said:

"Master Mozu is not in the prehistoric world now, this time I also want to discuss cooperation with Daoist Kunpeng!".

Kunpeng smiled on his face at this time, and he shot instantly, killing Bo Xun directly.

"Boom!"

The law of endless power erupted, and that wave of Xuntian Demon King's eyes were full of horror, but he didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was directly killed by Kunpeng.

"I don't like making deals with the devil!"

Kunpeng urged the black gourd and collected the body of the Bo Xuntian Demon King into the gourd. There was no trace of dead energy and flesh and blood left, all of which was carefully gathered by Kunpeng.

A generation of extremely powerful demon kings, in the hands of Kun Peng, died so aggrieved, that they didn't even have a chance to resist.

However, at this moment, a divine light suddenly shot out from the mysterious altar, galloping towards Kunpeng.

Kunpeng was shocked, and he hurriedly urged his magical powers to resist. At the same time, he tore the void and jumped directly into the endless chaos, and a monument exuding strange divine light appeared in Kunpeng's hand.

Kunpeng used several methods again and again, but the light was not hindered at all, and even the monument that restrained the power of the demon god was useless!

"Boom!"

That divine light entered Kunpeng's world of divine consciousness, and Kunpeng's heart settled slightly after seeing the identity of the opponent.

"Mozu Luohu?"

Kunpeng looked at the white-robed monk whose devilish energy was rolling in front of him. If it hadn't been for the devilish energy on the opponent's body, Kunpeng would not dare to guess that the opponent was Luohu.

Luo Hu didn't have a trace of bloody meaning on his body, instead there was a pure real meaning of Tao, as if his devilish energy had been refined to the extreme, becoming a symbol of Tao, without any other negative aura.

"Daoist Kunpeng, I didn't expect you to break through to the holy realm so quickly. When I was fighting against Hongjun, you were still cultivating in the North Ming Sea!"

Luo Hu smiled, making Kunpeng feel like a spring breeze, which made Kunpeng even more dare not care.

"Magic Ancestor, you are entrenched here, you must have succeeded in proving the Dao, right? But I am here this time, I am not reminiscing with you!"

Even if Kunpeng faced Luo Hu, he didn't have any sense of fear.

Luo Hu invaded the Kunpeng Yuanshen realm just now, precisely because he used the idea of ​​not having any killing intent, so he could cleverly avoid Kunpeng's layers of defense.

Luo Hui saw that Kun Peng was so innocent, but he was not angry, and said with a smile:

"You and I are both people who are not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, so we can say that we are the same kind of existence. In that case, why don't we join hands and fight against the prehistoric Heavenly Dao?".

Luo Hui was straight to the point, he was actually thinking of drawing Kun Peng and joining hands with him to fight against the prehistoric gods.

If Kunpeng and Luo Hu joined forces, he would definitely get a powerful helper, and even if he was really against the heavens, Kunpeng would no longer be alone.

But Kunpeng directly shook his head and refused. Although this method was very tempting, Kunpeng had no room for consideration at all.

"I am not the same as you. You are for killing and destruction. When you enlighten the way in the destruction, you will surely let the entire prehistoric withered by then. And I, just for cultivation!"

Kunpeng looked at Luo Hu, also straight to the point.

"Although my hands are stained with countless blood, but I will not kill for the sake of killing. The wild world is where I live, so our way is different!"

Kunpeng's straightforwardness caused a smile in Luo Hui's eyes, and he nodded endlessly.

When Luo Hui fought against Hongjun, after detonating the entire Western world, he understood the way of destruction in a desperate situation, so he escaped by chance and finally managed to break through to the realm of Hunyuan.

Now seeing Kunpeng rejecting himself, Mozu Luohu nodded and said:

"If this is the case, then you can only be destroyed, for my way, everything is worth it!".

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