I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand six hundred and twenty-nine chapters, the revenge is fast enough!

Kunpeng’s memory is quite good, and it can almost be described as unforgettable.

He clearly remembered that among the people who followed, there were some people who had never met in this inn. They also walked to the entrance of the inn, and some even entered the inn, until they saw the six Kunpeng each entering their room, and those few people left.

Isn’t this obvious yet?

Those few people came to see where Kunpeng and others lived. Now that they are found, does it mean that they will wait for the opportunity to act on Kunpeng and others in the next night or in the days to come?

Seeing that these few people who followed were all Monster Race cultivators, Kun Peng concluded that they might have been thrown off the ring by Liren and others because of the high-level players. The new students resented and tried to retaliate.

In the middle of the night, Kunpeng was perfecting the mental state, a dark shadow flickered outside the window, and the window opened silently.

Here, the revenge came fast enough.

Those who were in the same room with Kunpeng were Ba Er, Ba Shan, and He Yunlong. He Yunlong came back tonight, and after greeting Kunpeng and others, he went to sleep alone. Ba Er Ba Mountain did not sleep, they were still working hard to cultivate, and wanted to raise their strength to the peak of the ninth level of the spirit stage and completely stabilize it.

Next door to them, Huang Rong and the three were also practicing.

After entering the no-eating-no-drinking stage, they have very little sleep time, and most of the time they spend their time practicing instead of sleeping. Moreover, this kind of training will not make them feel tired, but can better promote the elimination of impurities in the body, absorb the spiritual energy, complete the metabolism, and continuously improve the physique.

Therefore, the figure outside the window immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

Ba Er Ba Shan quickly recovered, and sat quietly, waiting for Kun Peng to speak. Of course they knew that Kun Peng was not asleep either.

The window opened, and a line of dark shadows filed in quickly, instantly surrounding the four of Kunpeng.

Although He Yunlong was sleeping, he was also a Tier 9 cultivator. He was immediately alarmed and quickly sat up, but when the long sword was already on his neck, he did not hesitate to pull down with a sword to cut off his head.

“People have no grievances with you and kill innocent people indiscriminately. Don’t you feel that your conscience is overwhelmed?” Kun Peng said lightly, and at the same time, he shot a large faint spiritual power and shook the sword on He Yunlong’s neck.

The monk was shocked and uttered a low voice: “Who are you?”

He himself, but with the strength of the sixth spirit rank, and he did not hesitate to release his sword, at such a close distance, killing a ninth rank dragon demon should be completely successful, but he was even understated by Kun Peng to resolve it.

Needless to say, Kunpeng’s strength should be much higher than him.

But the monster clan, when will there be monks with strength beyond the ninth level and above the sixth level of the spirit level? This is really too hard to understand.

“You know that we are the demon children who participated in the demon world competition, and we are going to assassinate late at night, who gave you the courage? Spirit race? Snake race?” Kun Peng did not answer, but asked instead.

“Kill!” The sixth-level spiritual cultivator yelled in a low voice, stopped speaking, and slashed He Yunlong again.

He Yunlong immediately resisted, only to suddenly realize that he had no resistance in his hands, and immediately knew that his opponent was the Spirit Race. He closed his eyes and sighed: “Why did you provoke a monster with a spiritual background?”

Ba Er glanced at him contemptuously.