Great Antiquity: I Created the Twelve Ancestral Witch of the Devil's Edition

The neck also cracked into bone powder with a click.

The Daowen Palace imprisoned Kunpeng. Although his neck was cracked, his head did not droop softly.

The smashed half-pulled face, the flesh mud embedded in the face, the blood did not flow.

Even Kunpeng, whose thinking was imprisoned, did not realize that his face was smashed.

Wang Xuan was startled.

He wanted to throw Kunpeng a few ears, but when he slapped it down, half his face was smashed to pieces.

He didn't dare to shoot a second slap, for fear of killing Kunpeng.

"I'm so powerful?"

Wang Xuan didn't even think about it, he already had the body of chaos, and he also used the avenue of soil.

Kunpeng can take a slap without dying, which is even more powerful.

Wang Xuan shook off the meat paste in his hands in disgust, and asked, "Who are you?"

He released the Daowen Palace's partial imprisonment of Kunpeng.

Before Kunpeng could speak, his head drooped softly.

Blood gushed down his face.

Kunpeng screamed in pain, and hurriedly took out a few elixir and shoved it into his stomach.

The injury recovered quickly.

He finally raised his head and looked at Wang Xuan in fear.

"You are not a golden immortal, you have hidden your cultivation, you are a quasi-sage!"

He himself is Daluo Jinxian, Wang Xuan can imprison him, slap his face with a palm, needless to say, the cultivation realm is definitely higher than him.

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Chapter 9 You can spare your life, get a tattoo first

Hidden cultivation?

Wang Xuan wanted to, but he wouldn't.

He raised his head, "I'll ask you to answer, and I'll smash your face with another nonsense."

Kunpeng couldn't help but lean back, silent like a cicada.

"Name……"

"Kunpeng……"

"Gender... who are you?"

"Kunpeng……"

"Are you Kunpeng? Are you kidding me?"

Wang Xuan clenched his fists so hard.

"Kunpeng is a demon master, Daluo Jinxian. It's impossible for me to be a Jinxian and smash half of the face with one punch. Be honest, who are you."

"You dignified quasi-sage pretending to be a golden immortal, of course you can hurt me." Kunpeng whispered.

"What did you say?"

Kunpeng was taken aback and explained: "I'm really Kunpeng, not a demon master, senior recognize me?"

"Dare to lie to me, you say you are Kunpeng, then where is your cave, where do you come from, and why didn't you come to Zhoushan?"

Wang Xuan's fist dangled in front of Kunpeng's eyes.

Kunpeng was terrified.

He was really afraid that Wang Xuan would come down with a punch and beat him half to death.

"I transformed in Beihai, and the cave was in Beiming Ice Mountain. I chased Hongyun from Zixiao Palace Dojo to Buzhou Mountain. I accidentally saw Houtu and discovered Daowen Palace."

Kunpeng explained the future history of [-] clearly.

I spoke with tears in my eyes, and regretted it in my heart.

Knowing that Wengong is a quasi-sacred dojo, he would never break in and end up in an unpredictable end.

Wang Xuan kept staring at Kunpeng, feeling that he didn't seem to be lying, and wondered in his heart.

"He's really Kunpeng? But why did he say that he was not a demon master, and he was injured by my punch. This is outrageous. There must be something wrong."

Wang Xuan knew that it was the end of Zixiao Palace's first sermon.

But he didn't know that Di Jun and Taiyi hadn't attracted Kunpeng to join the demon clan, so Kunpeng naturally didn't have the name of a demon master.

Kunpeng begged for mercy, "I have no intention of offending. I ask my seniors to raise your hand and spare my life. Great kindness and great virtue will be repaid in the future."

"If you are really Kunpeng, you can spare your life."

Kunpeng was overjoyed and hurriedly swore, "I am indeed Kunpeng, and I dare to swear to the Tao of Heaven."

"You don't have to swear, as long as you spend once in Daowen Palace, I will spare you."

"Consumption?" Kunpeng's mood was up and down, and he was a little confused.

"Oh, it's just a tattoo. You have seen Hou Tu, she had a tattoo in my Taoist Palace, and she took control of the mighty power of Buzhou Mountain and broke through into the body of chaotic gods and demons."

Kunpeng saw this with his own eyes.

He laughed at Wang Xuan in his heart.

"Tattoos make the back soil break through. Are you tattooed with the pattern of the avenue? Don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue."

He said, "I would like to get a tattoo."

"Convincing" a client, Wang Xuan was in a good mood.

"The innate gourd vine you want to grab is the fee for the back soil tattoo, a ball of nine-day breath soil, and seven high-grade innate spiritual treasures. You, it's cheaper, and only one top-grade innate spiritual treasure is charged."

"The best innate spiritual treasure? You grab it." Kunpeng couldn't help but lose his voice.

"disagree?"

Wang Xuan smiled and moved his hands.

Kunpeng broke into his Daowen Palace, trying to preempt the Celestial Gourd Vine.Wang Xuan can spare him, but the death penalty can be forgiven, and the life crime cannot escape.

We must let Kunpeng bleed a little and teach him a lesson.

Kunpeng shrank his head and said in a low voice, "I don't have a top-quality congenital spiritual treasure."

"You are a demon master, a red-hot guest of Zixiao Palace, how could you not have the best innate spiritual treasure, don't lie to me."

"Don't hit me, I really don't have it." Kunpeng begged for mercy, his heart was so bitter.

If he had the best innate spiritual treasure, when Zixiao Palace preached for the first time, he would not be allowed to use the Qibao Wonderful Tree to brush off the futon and miss the opportunity.

"You don't even have a top-quality congenital spiritual treasure, you are really poor."

Wang Xuan rudely stimulated Kunpeng with words.

"It doesn't matter, you can owe it first. A hundred years... a thousand years, and within a thousand years, you will send a top-quality congenital spiritual treasure.

If I dare to miss the appointment, I will send someone to ask for it. You understand, do you agree or not? "

"agreed, agreed."

Kunpeng heard that Wang Xuan was going to let him leave the Daowen Palace, and couldn't wait to agree.

Get out of this dangerous place first.

As for the promise of returning a top-quality congenital spiritual treasure in a thousand years, the vast world is vast, and there are places to hide.

"Just agree, start tattooing now."

Wang Xuan rudely pressed Kunpeng on the tattoo chair and conceived a pattern in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

He already had inspiration.

There is a fish in Beiming, its name is Kun, it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging down from the sky, and it soars up to [-] miles.

He wants to draw the Kunpeng pattern on the back of Kunpeng.

The pattern is divided into two parts, one part is the giant kun swallowing the four seas, and the other part is the giant peng rising up.

Kunpeng is not a young lady, and there are mistakes ahead.

Wang Xuan didn't want to waste too much time perfecting the pattern, so he almost picked up the tattoo pen and rudely tattooed the pattern.

Kunpeng was careful, worried that Wang Xuan would suddenly kill him.

The tattoo pattern is not as big as the back soil, and it is not as detailed, and it takes more than a day to complete.

"Yes, my tattoo skills are on the rise."

Although Wang Xuan didn't pay too much attention, he is now a Jinxian, and his tattoo level has improved a lot compared to when he first came across.

The pattern on Kunpeng's back is much better than his previous tattoos.

Wang Xuan asked Kunpeng to look in the mirror and asked, "Are you satisfied with the tattoo?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

Kunpeng did not dare to be dissatisfied.

I am really satisfied.

Although he was forced to get a tattoo, the pattern behind it is his Kunpeng two faces, and the inscription is vivid.

Kun swallows the four seas, roams thousands of miles, winds and ice, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Wang Xuan completely freed the Daowen Palace's imprisonment on Kunpeng.

"Carefully understand the tattoo, there are surprises."

Kunpeng obediently followed Wang Xuan's instructions and put his mind into the tattoo.

Looking at the tattoo with extraordinary bearing, there are actually strands of mysterious avenues, which pour into Kunpeng's sea of ​​consciousness.