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- Kunpeng stood in the air, his hands hanging down naturally. There was no emotion or anger on his face, but his cold eyes would chill the hearts of anyone who saw him, showing that Kunpeng was definitely in a bad mood.
Suddenly, Kunpeng's face twitched slightly, he raised his eyes to look at the void on one side, his pupils shrank, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: What? Fellow Taoist want to stop Pindao?
A burst of fog suddenly appeared around Kunpeng, cutting off all spiritual thoughts. The void was broken, connecting a dark and lightless space. An old and tired voice came out: Fellow Taoist, do you really want to do this? Have you ever thought about the consequences?
Kunpeng¡¯s mouth showed sarcasm, ¡®Hey, Pindao just told them not to provoke Pindao again, they can¡¯t afford the price! Could it be that fellow Taoists want to protect those disciples? If so¡ª¡ª'
Kunpeng paused for a moment before speaking in a cold voice: "I don't care about divine punishment, let alone karma. I want to imprint fear deep in their hearts. If my fellow Taoists really want to stop each other, I don't care." If we destroy the world now, maybe Pindao is no match, but even if two fellow Taoists come out together, it is still a delusion to win over Pindao!
There was no response in the void. After a moment, a sigh came out, 'Fellow Taoist, please don't break the rules! ¡¯
Kunpeng watched the space recover, and with a touch of his hand, the surroundings returned to normal, but murderous intent that was several times stronger burst out in his eyes.
There was no wind where Kunpeng stood, but his Taoist robes rustled, as if a strong wind was hitting his body. His pupils shrank again and again, and his fists clenched unconsciously.
With a sudden sound, Kunpeng's hair spread out and swayed backwards, and an invisible aura spread out.
With a bang, all the creatures within a million miles where Kunpeng was standing were turned into fly ash, the true spirits dispersed, and even the earth was blasted out with a huge pit, which was deeply imprinted into the earth.
Kunpeng himself has undergone strange changes. His originally slightly aged face is covered with wrinkles, his skin that can be said to be easily broken is sunken, and his dazzling eyes have become cloudy. The most terrifying thing is that his original face is covered with wrinkles. The black hair turned to snow white.
Huhuhuhu, it seems that a strong wind is raging in this unusual world.
In the void, two figures stood, looking at Kunpeng's figure, with deep fear in their eyes.
Kunpeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking particularly eerie. The originally sunken skin seemed to have been injected with water, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and his hair became half black and half white, adding to the sense of monster.
He raised his right hand, clapped it casually, and with a bang, Zhen Yuanzi, the Styx River was broken, and his face turned pale.
Kunpeng chuckled and said: Since you two fellow Taoists are here, why bother hiding.
Neither Minghe nor Zhen Yuanzi spoke, but took a few steps secretly, preparing to deal with Kunpeng together.
The two did not explain that Kong Xuan's death had nothing to do with them, because they understood that Kunpeng himself was not a reasonable person, and since he had murderous intentions against them, he would never stop.
Seeing the performance of the two people, Kunpeng held up his palms and smiled and said: The two fellow Taoists really understand Pindao. As a thank you, Pindao will let you see the real power of the thirty-third level of heavenly Taoism!
Kunpeng raised his right hand, just swinging it casually, ready to go. His head was hanging from the ginseng fruit tree. Zhen Yuanzi, who was under the double defense of Di Shu, vomited blood in his mouth. There was a big hole in his chest and abdomen. He raised his head with blood in his mouth. , with disbelief in his eyes.
Minghe's face was pale, and he clenched the two swords of Yuantu Abi with both hands. After a moment, he sighed and put away the magic weapon, as if he was obeying his will and letting you kill or scrape him.
Kunpeng raised his hand and pointed, and a blue light shot out, taking only the Zhen Yuan Zi Ni Gong Pill to obliterate his soul.
Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth and backed away, opened his mouth and spat out a few mouthfuls of essence and blood. The earth book and the ginseng fruit tree were nourished by Zhen Yuanzi's essence and blood, and their power was far greater than before. A layer of earthy yellow light curtain and a layer of green light curtain hung down to protect them. Zhen Yuanzi.
However, the blue light shot through the two light curtains like a ghost, and Zhen Yuanzi slowly fell down, his eyes dim. Even to the end of his life, he still did not believe that Kunpeng could take his life so easily.
Kunpeng looked at Minghe, with a playful smile on his lips, "Fellow Taoist Minghe, you are one of the few great gods that a poor Taoist can admire. However, your biggest weakness is that you are too cautious, and you are a little afraid of getting into trouble. So even if you have the opportunity of Pindao, your situation will not be much better than now, and you will never reach Pindao's current state. ¡¯
There was bitterness on Ming He's face, "Originally, Pindao could have chosen to self-destruct his physical body, leaving only his true spirit to reincarnate. I guess fellow Taoist Kunpeng would not forget his old feelings, and chased me for just a trivial matter. But from Pindao's point of view, if Without the opportunity of the Great Dao, it would be in vain to survive as long as possible. It would be better to find relief in the hands of fellow Daoists. ¡¯
Kunpeng didn't say anything. He flashed his body, slapped the top of Styx's head with his right hand, and quickly retreated.
After Kunpeng stepped back, Styx swayed and turned into dots of crystal light. Several magic weapons fell out, but Kunpeng didn't even look at it.
He raised his head and glanced at Thirty-Three Heavens. With a move of his hand, Kunpeng retracted the nine-turn compass. A cold light flashed in his eyes, "The one-year period has come. My good disciple, I will sacrifice my blood for you now!" ¡¯
Kunpeng's face was ferocious, and his tone seemed a little crazy, "People who practice Taoism have always had divinity, demonic nature, divine Taoist heart, and demonic thoughts. Today, I have indulged myself once!" ¡¯
There was a faint evil aura floating around his body. Kunpeng glanced at Thirty-three Heavens and said to himself: Houtu, you have repeatedly plotted against me. The Witch Clan and the Monster Clan were mortal enemies, but you and that bitch Nuwa were The merging of people into a spiritual sect is really nonsense, so let me take advantage of you, the witch clan!
After Kunpeng finished speaking, he stepped out, and a sparkling lake seemed to appear in front of him. Kunpeng's figure squeezed in, and the light flashed on the spot, and everything disappeared.
The breathing of several saints on the thirty-three days was a little rapid, and they didn't know what kind of mission Kunpeng had to do before he gave up.
Kunpeng¡¯s body appeared in front of the Ancestral Witch Temple in Luzhou, Beiju. Although the number of the witch clan was still small at this time, it was much better than before. After all, with the blessing of the saint, they were confident and unmatched.
Kunpeng wiped his right hand downwards, with bloodthirsty and madness in his eyes.
Puff, puff, the bodies of countless witch clans exploded and turned into pieces of flesh. The front of the ancestral witch palace became a Shura field. It was not even as good as the Shura field. At the very least, there would be screams and wailings in the Shura field, but here there was only pungent smell. The smell of blood.
The door of the Ancestral Witch Palace opened, and Chi You, Xing Tian, ??and Jiu Feng walked out together. Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, their pupils tightened and their fists clenched, but they suppressed their anger, eyes spitting fire, and stared at Kun Peng, who had a calm face.
Chi You took a deep breath, stepped forward and bowed and said: My ancestral witch has long expected the anger of his seniors, and asked senior Kunpeng to go to Thirty-Three Heavens to judge with the ancestral witch, and not to be as knowledgeable as our juniors.
Kunpeng¡¯s expression remained unchanged, his eyes flashed, he stretched out his left hand and then retracted it.
The body of Chi You who was talking exploded with a bang, and the so-called ancestral shaman's body seemed to be just a fragile piece of paper.
Xingtian shouted: Kunpeng! My ancestral witch¡ª¡ª
He didn¡¯t have a chance to finish. Kunpeng pointed his finger, and Xingtian turned into a burst of blood mist, leaving only Jiufeng standing there alone.
Jiu Feng's eyes were filled with shock, and he took a few steps back unconsciously.
Kunpeng glanced at her and said mockingly: Run away to the Reincarnation Heaven and see if Houtu can protect you!
After finishing speaking, Kunpeng had disappeared.
Kunpeng stood in front of the mountain gate of Tiandao Sect. With a wave of his hand, the mountain gate was shattered. Countless disciples who were enlightening died, their bodies turned into flying ashes, and their true spirits dissipated.
He casually stepped out and stood in front of a large hall. In front of him, Zhou Qing, the wife of Tiandao leader, Gu Yue, Qiu Qing, Li Feng, Hong Haier, Jin Li, Tian Que, and Tian Lao, all had a complete lineup.
Tianque Tianlao couldn't help but tremble, Kunpeng just glanced at them, and their bodies turned into ashes and dispersed.
Zhou Qing held back her fear and wanted to say something so that Kunpeng would have some scruples.
But I didn't expect Kunpeng to speak first, "Back then, Pindao gave you and your wife some advice. Although the Chaos Bell Heavy Hammer helped Pindao a lot, Pindao also cured the apple of your eye, and even helped your husband achieve enlightenment and become a saint. He calculated on Pindao." The daughter of a Taoist rebelled against the Tiandao sect in order to cut off the cause and effect of the earth essence and blood, and now she killed a poor Taoist disciple. Isn't she too ungrateful? ¡¯
When Zhou Qing was told this, he couldn't help but feel angry when he thought of Kunpeng's plot against their couple. However, thinking of the terror and unscrupulousness of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but put away the words he wanted to scold.
Kunpeng didn't wait for their answer. He glanced towards the Chaos Tiandao Palace and sent a divine thought, "Master Tiandao, you care most about your wife and daughter. I want you to watch them die with your own eyes. Why don't you still?" I can only watch helplessly! ¡¯
Kunpeng clenched his palm fiercely, screams came from Zhou Qing's mouth, and there were bursts of blood mist on his body, but he couldn't die happily.
Gu Yue looked furious and rushed towards her with a magic weapon. Kunpeng suddenly grabbed her head with his other hand and squeezed it hard towards Thirty-three Days.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The sound of the skull cracking was so harsh, the other hand also dealt a cruel blow, and the tortured Zhou Qing was finally relieved.
There seemed to be a low roar coming from the chaos, and Kunpeng's right leg seemed to step into the lake and kicked hard.
Touching, Gu Qing's face turned pale, he vomited blood in his mouth and fell back into the chaos, with an obvious footprint sunken into his chest.
A red cloud pulled Jin Li to escape, Kunpeng's mouth showed sarcasm, and with a wave of his hand, Qiu Qing and Li Feng were completely thrown to the ground.The world dissipated, and his body flashed, blocking Honghaier and Jinli.
Jin Li stepped forward and cried: You can't kill him! he's mine¡ª¡ª
Kunpeng said coldly: Have you forgotten that you have nothing to do with Pindao anymore?
After finishing speaking, Kunpeng pointed out, and Red Boy turned into a ball of blood mist.
Jin Li stood there blankly, as if she couldn't accept it all.
Kunpeng looked at Jin Li and sneered: I'm afraid you don't know after so many years. Gu Qing was so kind to tell you back then that it was just a calculation. Even your marriage with Honghai'er was just a plot by others to plot against Pindao. Just chess.
With a casual wave of her hand, Jin Li turned into ashes and dispersed. Maybe before she died, she was still wondering whether what Kunpeng said was true, and she deliberately didn't want to admit it.
Kunpeng shook his head, and with a sweep of his mind, he found Guangchengzi's dojo.
'Kunpeng! You can't kill me! I am explaining the teaching;;;;;;;'
Kunpeng¡¯s response was a faint wave of his hand.
The other disciples of Chanjiao were also killed one after another. Yuanshi Tianzun was furious, but seeing Gu Qing's tragic end, he didn't want to lose his face in vain.
Nuwa doesn¡¯t care how many people die from the demon clan, and neither does Kunpeng, but since it¡¯s clear that the demon clan can¡¯t make Nuwa heartache, then she can only make herself heartache.
Kunpeng flashed his body and stood on the western Lingshan Mountain. The Heaven-turning Seal fell, and all the hundreds of millions of Buddhas in the Lingshan Mountain fell.
Stepping out his feet again, before the Buddha in the Western Paradise could react, he became a dead soul under Kunpeng. No, not even a dead soul, and was completely destroyed.
"Jie Jiao, this is Kunpeng's last target.
Among the saints, Gu Qing is the most humane, which is related to his different methods of enlightenment, followed by Tongtian.
To be precise, Tongtian doesn't care about his disciples. In his eyes, his disciples are still ants. But compared to Yuanshi Tianzun who even plots against his disciples, I am indifferent and much more emotional.
Kunpeng just wanted to see if the Tongtian leader, who was domineering, valued his disciples, and was willing to lose face for his disciples, would take action.
As a result, Kunpeng was disappointed, or rather disappointed, because this was just a boring self-entertainment.
Jiejiao was destroyed, and even Jin'ao Island was blown into dust, but Tongtian chose to swallow his anger. Perhaps he also knew that absolute strength is irreversible.
Kunpeng swept his mind and looked towards the Taiyin Star. There were two acquaintances there.
Kunpeng's figure flashed, standing on the lunar star, looking at Hou Yi and Chang Xi nestling under the osmanthus tree.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, Kunpeng said with a smile: It's ridiculous to say that the majestic Queen of the Demon Clan actually stays with a great witch, which really makes our Demon Clan lose face!
Chang Xi did not answer, and Hou Yi's eyes flashed with anger, but he did not say a word, but he left one hand free to touch the Pangu Bow behind his back.
Kunpeng's body flashed with brilliance, and he stood outside the Taiyin Star and said coldly: Chang Xi, you are so generous that you actually merged with the Taiyin Star and gave up your physical body. In this case, this Taiyin Star will be the tomb of you and your wife!
He slowly stretched out his right hand and grasped it forward.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s Kunpeng¡¯s hand that¡¯s getting bigger or the Lunar Star that¡¯s shrinking. Anyway, Kunpeng holds the Lunar Star in the palm of his hand. When his palm tightens, the Lunar Star is ground into dust and scattered.
Turning around, Kunpeng looked in the direction of Thirty-Three Heavens.
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