Prehistoric, choose the mythical Da Luofa at the start

Chapter 77 Kunpeng himself, hurry up and save me!

"puff!"

The natal magic weapon is destroyed and shattered.

Ji Jiutian, who was arrogant and arrogant for a while, changed his face drastically, spouting a mouthful of dark red blood, his whole body trembled slightly, and his whole body was sluggish.

now.

He didn't even bother to take care of his own injuries, and he focused all his eyes on the person in front of Xuandu suddenly, his eyes widened and his expression was disbelieving.

What speed is this?

It's too fast, it's ridiculously fast!
Compared with his own Kunpeng deity, he is three points more tyrannical!

Ji Jiutian's heart shook violently.

"Saved, Xuandu Tianjiao was rescued."

"Look, why did Liu Zu's figure appear on the battlefield? Why didn't I see it just now?"

"Fortunately, Xuandu's child survived and did not die. Liu Zu made a move. It was Liu Zu who rescued Xuandu's child!"

When the red gun collapsed.

In the next moment, enthusiastic and happy voices erupted from the spectator seats, and everyone seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and their expressions were abnormally excited.

In fact, the Suiren clan, who was very concerned about the competition, was a little more cautious. When Liu Zu made a move, he also heard what Liu Xuan said.

This Ji Jiutian is not from the human race!

A group of high-level people, who heard the last sentence, were not in the minority, and they all looked at each other with chilling expressions.

No need for Liu Xuan to explain.

The third ancestor of the Suiren Clan took the initiative to fly forward, while Daxian Liu'er and others were sweeping aside, forming a faint siege, besieging Ji Jiutian.

"If Liu Zu, the ancestor of your human race, besieges me, maybe I won't be able to escape, but with these stinky fish and rotten shrimps of your human race."

"I really underestimate this seat!"

Ji Jiutian noticed that the space around him was locked by everyone, but his expression was cold, without any panic, he watched everyone and sneered.

"Stinky fish and rotten shrimp?"

"What a big tone, if your excellency is so powerful, then why come to my human race."

"My ancestor felt strange, why your strength was ranked in the middle and lower reaches of 3000 people before, but since the crouching dragon and phoenix competition, your strength has skyrocketed, surpassing a lot of people."

"Presumably, Ji Jiutian's child has already been beheaded by you!"

Suirenshi looked sullen and said in a low voice.

Before, they thought that Ji Jiutian was hiding his strength and was a big dark horse.

But if Liu Zu hadn't reminded them, they would have been kept in the dark, that someone else would sneak into the children of the human race and kill the genius of the human race.

"Ji Jiutian is not dead!"

Ji Jiutian snorted coldly.

Immediately, he looked at Liu Xuan with rather apprehensive eyes.

But seeing that he didn't make a move and kept waiting and watching, he couldn't help but feel relieved, he was still sure of dealing with the third ancestor of the Suiren family!

Swish!
He no longer hides his cultivation, and undoes the suppression of his own seal.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color.

Ji Jiutian's long black hair fluttered in the wind, his clothes bulged, and his cultivation aura surged terrifyingly, which didn't stop until the late Zhunsheng period.

"Children of the human race, all retreat!"

The great sages of Cangjie sensed Ji Jiutian's tyrannical aura, looked worried, and hurriedly asked everyone to withdraw from the ancestral land of the human race.

A shocking battle is about to break out here, and the aftermath of the battle of such top powerhouses, if they do not have the realm of Daluo Jinxian, they will not be able to bear it.

The third ancestor of the Suiren Clan calmed down for a while in the battle, but he was afraid of the lives of many sons and daughters, so he did not fight.

Right now.

Suiren glanced lightly from the corner of his eye, but found that Liu Zuren was gone, disappeared suddenly, and was no longer in front of Xuandu.

"Where did Liu Zu go?"

"Could it be that this is Liu Zu's test of our cultivation over the years?"

Suiren frowned slightly, feeling puzzled in his heart.

Do not know why.

Ji Jiutian's expression was gloomy and cold, and occasionally he could see a strange struggle.

After recovering his self-cultivation, he didn't escape the first time, nor did he massacre the human base camp.

He received news from Kunpeng himself that he was bringing a group of strong monsters to the shore of the East China Sea, and it took only half a cup of tea at the slowest time.

This is also his fearless capital.

As long as this deity and a group of demon clans are able to come over, the human race is still at the mercy of others, Liu Zu, if I don't suppress the suppression back to its original shape, my surname will not be Ji!

By the way, where is Liu Zu?

At this time, Ji Jiutian, like the Suiren family, realized that Liu Xuan was no longer here.

"Scared, did you run away?"

"The sense of danger is quite strong!"

Ji Jiutian's cold expression was full of confidence, and the corner of his mouth was crooked, revealing a wicked smile of disdain.

"Your Excellency, if you don't massacre our human children, our human race will keep your face."

"I can leave you a whole body!"

Everyone in the ancestral land of the human race quickly evacuated, leaving only a few people. The third ancestor of the Suiren Clan rubbed his fists and let out a low drink.

The voice fell.

This time there was no consideration, just a battle.

Never extinguish the fire!

Suirenshi's expression was cold and resolute, and the innate mythological Da Luofa was running at a high speed, and the orange-yellow human fire was burning all over his body, like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, and it was savagely suppressing Ji Jiutian.

You Chao and the other two didn't move, they flitted to one side.

In the late stage of a quasi-sage, it is enough to dispatch a human ancestor. With the cultivation base of the Suiren clan's innate myth Da Luofa, it is more than enough to suppress Ji Jiutian.

"A true immortal can dare to say such big words."

"ridiculous!"

Ji Jiutian frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, so he bit the bullet and said sarcastically.

Very abnormal!

The power erupted by Suirenshi, a true immortal cultivator, is too strange, it doesn't seem to be in the realm of a true immortal at all, and he is no less than a quasi-sage like him.

It turned out that he, the self-decapitated corpse cut by Kunpeng, had never discovered the true strength of the third ancestor of the Suiren family, and thought they were only real immortals.

Can……

The third ancestor of the Suiren clan was indeed a true immortal, but this is the realm of true immortals in the realm of Da Luofa in innate mythology, which is completely incomparable with the true immortals of the prehistoric immortality!

bang bang bang~~
There were bursts of violent bangs.

Suirenshi physically fought Ji Jiutian's Devouring Dao.

But it was beyond Ji Jiutian's expectation.

Sui Zu, a true immortal in the early stage, was stronger than himself in the late quasi-sage stage, and he was beaten to the point of retreat!

Is this really the Realm of Immortals?
Just kidding!
This……

How is this possible, I have always been deceived by the cultivation level shown by the third ancestor of the Suiren Clan?

Kunpeng himself, hurry up and save me!

……

A piece of sky not far from the coast of the East China Sea.

A black demon cloud came from the heavenly court, and many powerful monsters stood above it, including four quasi-sacred masters, nine Daluo Jinxians, twenty Taiyi Jinxians, and a hundred thousand heavenly demon soldiers gathered.

It can be said that the lineup is not weak. Back then, Donghuang Taiyi went to Penglai Island in the East China Sea to kill the Eastern Prince, and there was no such a big battle.

their destination.

There is no doubt that it is naturally the ancestral land of the human race.

"Brother Kunpeng, don't worry."

"The human race is nothing more than a small clan. If it weren't for the emperor Wa, if any demon god went down, it would be a catastrophe for the extermination of the clan!"

Demon Saint Bai Ze flapped his feather fan casually, patted Kunpeng on the shoulder, and smiled comfortingly.

(End of this chapter)