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- A handsome young man, holding Kong Xuan's fan in his hand, flashed a smile on his face and said with a smile: I have heard Jin Li say long ago that the fan in the hand of Master Kong Xuan is a magic weapon that has been cultivated in his life for many years. Although it is acquired, it is better than nature. Jin Li will be happy to take it back this time.
This person is Hong Hai'er, a disciple of the Tiandao sect and the current number one general. After he heard that Rushan was besieged, he came to take a look. He only saw Kong Xuan suddenly died at the end and his fan fell here. He immediately escaped and collected the treasure.
Hong Hai'er glanced at the place where Kong Xuan died, with a look of horror in his eyes. Sure enough, he would die sooner or later if he didn't join the Saint Sect. He was even more glad that he joined the Tiandao Sect, but he still couldn't figure out the whereabouts of Jin Li's biological father Kunpeng. , maybe he has been caught in the disaster long ago, right? Hong Hai'er thought so.
Hong Hai'er was about to turn back to Tiandao Sect when suddenly a faint voice came into his ears, 'That fan is not yours to hold, and you are not qualified to use it. ¡¯
Hong Boyer turned his head in horror, looked at Kunpeng who was wearing a purple Taoist robe, and secretly swallowed a sip of saliva.
?? Red Boy paid homage: ¡°Senior, I have seen this magic weapon;;;;;;;;
Before Hong Hai'er finished speaking, Kunpeng made a move with his hand, and the fan fell into his hand. A look of sadness flashed in his eyes, as if he was sighing. He stretched out his hand and touched the fan, and a ripple flashed across it. The damaged fan surface was restored, the broken fan bones were repaired, and even More powerful than before.
Hong Hai'er was so shocked that he took a few steps back, took a closer look at Kunpeng, and exclaimed: "You are!" Who are you!
Kunpeng flicked his sleeves, and Hong Hai'er didn't know where he was being slapped. He didn't know where he was in the mood to listen to his nonsense.
Looking at the fan in his hand carefully, Kunpeng's eyes flashed and he said slowly: Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, if you don't leave now, don't leave!
There seemed to be a heavy breathing sound coming from the darkness. Two lights flashed, breaking through the void, one heading towards the sea of ??blood, and the other turning around the Wuzhuang Temple.
On the thirty-third day, the saints scanned the entire earthly immortal world with their spiritual thoughts. Kong Xuan's death would inevitably lead to Kunpeng's action. It just depended on how angry Kunpeng was.
Kunpeng's Taoism is undoubtedly profound, and even makes the saints a little afraid. However, they have no choice. It's okay if a Kunpeng of the same generation surpasses him. They will never tolerate the younger Kong Xuan to catch up, even if they know this. Ju would let Kunpeng vent his anger on them, and they had to do the same.
Seven divine thoughts surround the place where Kong Xuan died. No matter how Kunpeng wants to take revenge, the first thing Kunpeng should do is to visit the final burial place of his disciple.
The seven thoughts tightened, and Kunpeng came step by step from a distance, holding the fan that Kong Xuan had restored to its original state. His eyes were as calm as before, and seemed to be extremely indifferent.
The saint paused for a moment and took back thirty-three days. Soon there was an angry roar in the Tiandao Palace, with a strong murderous intention. Even the chaos was a little scattered and became more unstable.
Gu Qing had already figured out the stupid things Hong Hai'er had done, but he also understood that from the moment he attacked Kong Xuan, he and Kunpeng had been on opposite sides. Although it was not said that they were fighting to the death, it was difficult to reconcile, and that was no less the case. , but I am afraid that his Tiandao Sect will be the first to bear Kunpeng's wrath. He does not believe that other saints will unanimously help him, and he only hopes that he can resist it.
The saints knew that Kunpeng was difficult to defeat, and even if everyone came together, they would not be an opponent. However, since they dared to touch Kunpeng's reverse scales, they were certainly sure that Kunpeng would suffer the loss of being dumb. They just wanted to see how much it would cost.
From Kunpeng's past actions, the saints can see that they attach great importance to Kong Xuan, far more than his biological daughter Jin Li. Kunpeng has worked hard to train such a disciple, and Kong Xuan's performance has not disappointed Kunpeng and everyone. The saint was also a little ashamed. A small junior actually understood the laws of space. This is why the saint could no longer tolerate it.
Kunpeng stood in the sky. There was no life around him. It seemed that all living things were dead.
After a moment, Kunpeng stretched out his right hand and pointed in front of him, and a blue light shot out, like a drop of nectar, sprinkling in the void in front of him.
The saints who were paying attention here were breathing heavily, Yuanshi Tianzun was clenching his teeth, clenching his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed.
I stood at the entrance of the Eight Scenery Palace, looking in the direction of the Earthly Immortal World. My pupils shrank and shrank. After a few breaths, I sighed and just stood at the entrance of the palace, looking at the Earthly Immortal World.
Experts will know if something is wrong as soon as they take action. Ordinary people naturally cannot see what kind of methods Kunpeng used, but how can a saint be comparable to ordinary people?
With just one finger of Kunpeng's hand, the space between heaven and earth has been mobilized. The two heaven-defying laws of time have isolated the tens of millions of feet where Kong Xuan died, as if he was separated from the great world.
The saint also understood that it was impossible for Kunpeng to really let this personA piece of space was separated from the vast world, but this specious method was far beyond the reach of the saint. For Kunpeng, the saint was completely resigned, and he couldn't help but beat his heart, wondering whether the plan planned by him and others would work.
Thinking of this, several saints looked at the Bajing Palace with complicated expressions in their eyes.
Kunpeng closed his eyes and sensed the remaining Dao thoughts in this space, Kong Xuan's Dao thoughts. Kunpeng knew that Kong Xuan still owed him an answer, an answer to the saint's question.
A few days later, Kunpeng took a deep breath and opened his eyes. There was no emotion at all. The blue light in his palms was dazzling and spread towards the surroundings.
As the blue light spread, countless low roars seemed to be heard in the surrounding void. They were the roars of the ferocious beasts that died in Kong Xuan's hands. However, as soon as the image was formed, a shrill scream came out and turned into a piece of smoke. The blue light flooded.
Ho ho ho, countless ferocious beasts just appeared and were swallowed up by the blue light, roaring unwillingly. However, anger is useless, and roaring is even more in vain. Just like how Kong Xuan resisted, he could not escape from the person behind the formation. Same as hands.
A picture flashed across Kunpeng's eyes, showing the killing scenes of Kong Xuan and the ferocious beasts. The picture turned, and the picture changed to the killing scene of Kong Xuan in the great catastrophe. However, this really cannot be called a fight, because there is no Several people could fight with Kong Xuan, not even Zhen Yuanzi Ming He. It was more like a massacre. The scene changed again, showing the scene of Kong Xuan's enlightenment.
Kong Xuan really did the task Kunpeng gave him well. In addition to enlightenment, he also thought about the answer to the question.
???????? What on earth does the saint have to rely on to be so unscrupulous?
The saint is established by the way of heaven, and his every word and deed is determined by heaven, but it cannot be counted as relying on it.
Although the saints talk about the number of days, the number of days is impermanent, and it is just a word that changes. The two saints are fighting and slandering each other. It seems that the actions of the saints are not just as simple as the number of days.
The saints compete for the destiny of heaven and earth, so they exclude each other. However, what the saints do is not prohibited by the law of heaven, and it seems that it is within the law of heaven and is allowed by the law of heaven.
The saint is a great thief, stealing the destiny of heaven and earth for himself. The so-called "no desires and no pursuits" is just that the purpose is big and the purpose is invisible.
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The deeds of saints are all due to the fact that their deeds are beyond the reach of others and their methods are beyond the reach of humans.
Mountains are mountains, water is water, mountains are not mountains, water is not water, mountains are mountains, water is water. Although the answer is the same, Kong Xuan already knew how to think, so he was on guard against saints and saved up He tried his best, but he still failed.
Stand high and see far. If you don¡¯t stand at the height of a saint, it is difficult to have a unified understanding. Kunpeng has always thought this way, but sometimes, what kind of understanding determines how far you can stand. Height, so Kunpeng gave Kong Xuan and others this 'dilemma'.
As the last trace of Dao thought was captured, Kunpeng raised his hand a little, and a faint shadow condensed in front of him. It was Kong Xuan, but the figure was lifeless, and there was no trace of consciousness.
Kunpeng can reunite Kong Xuan¡¯s Taoism, but if he wants to resurrect Kong Xuan, Kunpeng can¡¯t do it. Kunpeng can only do that.
The nine-turn compass in the palm of your hand flashed with light, and the figure flashed and got in.
Kunpeng¡¯s Taoist robe shook, he put away his nine-turn compass, and looked at this strange yet familiar world.
After staying in the earthly immortal world for so many years, Kunpeng must say that he does not understand this world. He does not have enough time to understand this world. He has been practicing hard, practicing hard, calculating, calculating, solving, solving doubts, and new things. Doubt;;;;;;;; has no beginning and no end.
Kunpeng whispered: Good disciple, you must have thought that my master is not satisfied with your answer. However, you have such knowledge, and I am very pleased. It is a pity that my master did not listen to your own words.
¡®Saints can act recklessly and suppress hundreds of millions of living beings in the ancient world, all because their conduct is unmatched by saints. ¡¯
Kunpeng naturally knows why the saint is like this, because he has already stood on top of the saint. He is not willing to argue with the saint. Firstly, he has no interest in it. Secondly, he is not willing to waste time. Thirdly, he must take into account the face of some people. , As for the last one, saints are established by the way of heaven no matter what. Before escaping from the way of heaven, Kunpeng did not want to be too extreme. However, if the saint did it before him, Kunpeng would only be more extreme than them.
Kunpeng stood there without saying a word. He was looking at something in front of his eyes and seemed to have no focus. He just stood quietly.
Boom boom boom, the invisible momentum suppressed the mortal kingdoms hundreds of millions of miles away where Kunpeng was located. Those who also felt the same way were those who were practicing mountain sects.
Nandanbuzhou was shrouded in a dull atmosphere, and many peopleMy breath was stuffy, and I felt as if my heart was about to vomit.
The monk felt the most obvious feeling, like a great supernatural power user trying his best to control his momentum. However, the invisible emotions affected his Taoist heart. The murderous intention and violent energy he exuded made all living beings within his envelope unbearable. .
Boom boom boom, countless creatures turned into a ball of blood mist, even the monks were no exception. Under this dull momentum, the low-level monks couldn't help but fight to vent their anger. The result was often damage to the magic weapon and the loss of magic power. Exhausted, but died in the hands of familiar or unfamiliar people.
Tiandao Sect, Gu Yue, Zhou Qing, Hong Hai'er and Jin Li, who received Gu Qing's decree, headed towards Thirty-Three Heavens together.
With a sad look on Gu Yue's face, she suddenly stopped and said, "Mom, why do we go to Daddy's dojo? It's very boring there!"
Zhou Qing scolded: Yue'er, don't be ridiculous! Your dad has his own reasons. When we get to Tiandao Palace, it¡¯s not too late to ask your dad again!
After finishing speaking, Zhou Qing took a deep look at Jin Li and Hong Hai'er, and his pupils shrank.
Suddenly a low laugh came from the void, 'My wife, daughter and disciple of the leader of Tiandao, why bother, it's not too late to go after a year! ¡¯
When the sound came out, several people felt the world shaking, and they woke up and were already at the gate of Tiandao Sect.
The disciples of Chan Jiao, Jie Jiao, Tiandao Jiao, Ling Jiao, Buddhism, and several great saint sects all heard a voice without any emotion, "One year, one year later, the poor Taoist will kill all the saints." Daotong, run away, run away as much as you can! ¡¯
Hearing this voice, Tiandao Sect, Jin Li's face turned pale, without a trace of blood, her teeth were biting her lower lip, her two small hands were tightly clasped, and her body could not help but tremble.
The Styx in the Sea of ??Blood and Zhen Yuanzi in Wuzhuang Temple all changed their expressions and escaped from the dojo. They felt that Kunpeng's first murderous intention was towards them.
During the thirty-three days, no one saw a huge compass turn into the size of the sky in a blink of an eye, sealing the entire thirty-three days. The few saints in the chaos said nothing, but the chaos and turbulence became even more raging.
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