All Heavens, Space and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 324

The moment Kunpeng saw Zhunti, he was not polite.

If it hadn't been for mentioning the pain at the beginning, there would be no troubles later, so that Kunpeng lost his seat and even lost his chance to become a saint.

In terms of hatred, Kunpeng thinks that Hongyun is the leader, but Zhunti is behind.

Thinking of this, Kunpeng had the idea of ​​killing Zhunti.

It's just that Zhunti is a named disciple of the Taoist ancestor, and he shamelessly asked for the treasure. Although Kunpeng thinks he is powerful, he may not be able to kill Zhunti.

If there is another enmity and Zhunti will be sanctified in the future, this matter will be difficult to handle.

Zhunti's expression didn't change at all, and he said:
"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, why do you have to do this? What happened in Zixiao Palace that day actually has nothing to do with me. It was all done by Fellow Daoist Hongyun, so why do you have to make things difficult for me?"

"Hmph, if Fellow Daoist continues to be so eloquent, please go back."

Kunpeng sneered.

Zhunti was not angry either, and said:
"This time, it's for the chance to become a fellow Taoist."

"kindness?"

Kunpeng's complexion changed drastically, cloudy and sunny.

Zhunti continued: "If a fellow Taoist wants to become a saint, he must have the primordial purple energy, but this treasure, except for the red cloud, is a disciple of the Taoist ancestor. If you do it, it may not be suitable. The holy opportunity lies on Hong Yun."

Kunpeng's face changed slightly, his eyes shone brightly, and he said:

"Fellow Daoist is very scheming, let me deal with Hongyun, you can stand by and watch, and have the advantage of being a fisherman in your left hand."

Kunpeng is not stupid, so naturally he would not do this.

Although Hongmeng Ziqi is good, it is not easy to get. There are so many people with great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world, how many people dare to really kill Hongyun.

Not to mention Hongyun's own strength, but having a blessed place like Huoyun Cave, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, is a headache.

In addition, Hong Yun has a wide range of friends, and the most famous ones are Taoist Zhenyuan and Taoist Mingyang, which one is easy to mess with?

Kunpeng had an idea in his heart, but he would not respond.

Zhunti continued:

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng has good concerns, but you also know that now that the catastrophe is coming and the secrets of the heavens are chaotic, it is possible to cover up one or two things. I can take action, cover up the secrets for a while, and prevent others from coming. If the catastrophe passes, there will be no more." Here's the chance."

When Kunpeng heard this, a look of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Zhunti said it well.

Now is the catastrophe of the lich, Kunpeng has great merit, even if the monster clan is defeated, there is no need to worry about the danger of falling.

But it is very difficult to obtain Hongyun's majestic purple energy and use it to become a saint.

This is the only chance.

The sky is chaotic, even Zhenyuan and Mingyang can't get the information, Kunpeng has enough chances to kill Hongyun.

If this catastrophe passes, let alone Hongyun has a chance to become a saint, it is impossible just to cover up the secret.

At that time, there is really no hope.

Thinking of this, Kunpeng said:

"Why do fellow Taoists do this?"

Zhunti smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you have great kindness and great karma for me. The West can't afford this cause and effect, so you can only kill it. Besides, Fellow Daoist Hongyun has a few treasures on him, which should be obtained by me in the West, revitalize the Western religion, and become a religion." The power of transformation."

When Kunpeng heard this, even though he had a thick skin, he was dumbfounded.

Zhunti's face is simply invincible.

Ender is too big to kill.

This reason is too strong, but when you think about it, it may not be unreasonable.

"Zhun mentions friendly calculations. If you want to kill Hongyun, fellow daoist must do it. As for concealing secrets, you should be better at guiding fellow daoists."

A cold look flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, and he asked.

Quanti nodded.

"This matter needs to be considered in detail."

……

The Great Desolate Continent.

Nuwa created man, achieved the position of saint, and went to the chaos on her own to build a chaotic dojo, but this made the human race suffer.

Although the human race was created by Xi Yang and had an innate Taoist body, they are weak and have no magical powers to protect them.

In addition, in the Great Desolate Continent, there are countless monster races and swarms of wild beasts. After more than ten years, most of these 10 people died.

However, at this time, the human race showed a spirit of self-improvement.

Living in caves and cooperating with each other, they survived in this cruel place. Not only that, but unlike the monster race and witch race, the human race reproduces extremely fast. From the very beginning tens of thousands of people, within a hundred years, the population has doubled Turned over a few times.

So that later, more and more human races dispersed to form more tribes.

The number of human races is increasing, which has also attracted the attention of the witches and monsters.

The first thing I noticed was the Yaozu.

Among the monster clans, many low-level monster clans like to eat blood.The process of refining and transforming qi was originally a process of refining the essence of heaven and earth, which was slow and boring, but later, after a low-level monster race accidentally encountered a human being devoured, the stage of refining and transforming qi was passed quickly.

This news was soon known by the monster race, and the human race ushered in a catastrophe.

There are countless low-level monster races, devouring the human race one after another.

The human race suffered countless casualties, and they were no match for the monster race.

On this day, the Snail Palace in the chaos of Mingyang returned and landed somewhere in the prehistoric land, and saw a prehistoric beast sweeping across the ground. On the ground, nearly a thousand human races were trampled by this wild beast. Over, turned into mud.

The savage beast was mentally weak and passed away quickly.

The rest of the crowd buried their loved ones and continued hunting.

"It's really difficult for a newborn human race."

Ming Yang sighed softly, a throbbing flashed in his heart.Logically speaking, Ming Yang is also a human race, but there are differences.

With his feet on the ground, Ming Yang headed towards the human tribe.

There are stones and trees guarding the cave dwelling tribes, but at night, beasts are rampant, and the human race can only hide in the burrows to live in panic.

When Ming Yang came here, with a wave of his hand, an innate fire spirit appeared from his hand and fell onto the ground.

The flame transpired and burned instantly.

This is the flame that falls from Mingyang, and it will not be extinguished for a thousand years.

As soon as the flame appeared, all the surrounding beasts fled in panic.

Seeing this scene, the humans in the crypt cheered.

"Thank you Daochang, thank you Daochang!"

The patriarch of the tribe came out to bow down, Ming Yang didn't say much, his body turned into a ray of light, and quickly disappeared.

After Ming Yang left, using this flame as the foundation and enshrining Ming Yang as their teacher, the human race established a tribe and became stronger and stronger.

With flames, wild beasts can be driven away, and wild beasts can be roasted, and the human race becomes stronger and stronger.

……

over nine days.

heaven.

On this day, the craftsman of the Heavenly Court Monster Clan finally forged a black long sword. This black long sword was full of evil spirits, and there were sections of grievances lingering on it. Comfortable.

"Report to the Demon Emperor, this is the Witch Slaying Sword, refined with human souls, it can easily destroy the flesh of the witch clan."

The refiner said excitedly.

In the Lich War, the Yaozu also suffered countless deaths and injuries, so everyone wanted revenge, but the Wuzu was more difficult to deal with each other, and their physical bodies were extremely tyrannical. Many Yaozu rushed forward, and they were often torn apart by the Yaozu. The Yaozu killed a Lich. The price of the family is too great.

Although this treasure is simple, it is enough to change the situation.

(End of this chapter)