I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

Chapter 55: Hongjun is very daunting

“Well, you already know what you should know, now you should go with your two brothers.”

Kun Peng smiled coldly, raised his fist, and under Yuan Shi’s horrified gaze, he slammed a fist toward his door, knocking Yuan Shi also fainted.

Therefore, all Sanqing KO!

“I hope Heaven can really protect you.”

Kunpeng’s eyes rolled, and an arc was formed at the corner of his mouth, which did not end his revenge on Sanqing.

With a move of his mind, he stretched out his right foot, kicked Sanqing violently, kicked them in three directions, and disappeared into the sky soon.

Sanqing has the body protection of Kaitian merit, he can’t kill at present, but he won’t make the other party feel too comfortable.

They are all beaten out now, and thrown into unknown corners, I believe they will have a very sour life.

It would be even cooler if a monk who didn’t open his eyes didn’t fear Heaven’s Punishment, or killed the Sanqing directly before Heaven’s Punishment came!

“Now, the twelve-grade good fortune Qinglian belongs to me!”

Kunpeng looked at the twelve-grade good fortune Qinglian that was almost gestating, and his heart was overwhelmed.

First violently beat Sanqing, and then snatched Sanqing’s Lingbao, there is nothing happier than this!

At this time, the strong scent radiated from the twelve-grade good fortune green lotus, which meant that the good fortune green lotus had matured.

Kunpeng stepped forward, and without a word, he picked Good Fortune Qinglian directly into his hand.

It’s another top-quality Lingbao, it’s here!

This was already the third supreme-level spirit treasure in Kunpeng’s hand, and they were all snatched.

The first Qiankun Ding was from Hongjun, the second Chaos Clock was from the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the third was from Sanqing, the twelfth-grade Qinglian.

“It seems that if you have a chance, you have to go to Wanshou Mountain or the endless blood sea.”

Kunpeng squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes were playful. The other innate top powers may still be poor, but Zhen Yuanzi and Styx have a few good treasures in their hands. You can try to grab them.

Anyway, grabbing one piece is grabbing, grabbing ten pieces is also grabbing, he has no worries about debt!

Of course, this is just a matter of thinking. He is not yet familiar with the Eastern Continent, and it is still a bit difficult to find the Longevity Mountain and the Endless Sea of ​​Blood.

If it wasn’t for a coincidence that he had fallen into Yaochi, he would not even be able to find Kunlun Mountain.

So, it still depends on chance!

However, at this moment, Kunpeng’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt a hint of surprise in his heart.

He suddenly discovered that under the twelfth-grade Qinglian, there was a slick of soil exuding a strong fragrance.

“This is? Nine Heavens Breath!”

Kunpeng immediately recognized the origin of this squeezing soil, which was the nine-day breathing soil that Nuwa used to create humans!

According to legend, the nine-day-breathing soil gave birth to twelve good-for-nothing green lotus, which now seems to be true.

“It seems that under the realm of heaven, Hegai Nuwa is predestined with me.”

Kunpeng grinned, Nuwa’s Qiankun Ding used to create humans was in his hand, and Jiutian Xiyang was also found by him. If Nuwa could escape his palm, he would broadcast the Sun Chaos Clock!

“I’m sorry Hongjun is so big.”

Kunpeng looked very guilty on the surface, but he was secretly refreshed in his heart.

Like Qiankun Ding, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil should also belong to Hongjun, who was then bestowed on Nuwa by Hongjun, but now he was cut off by him in advance. Hongjun would definitely not be calm if he knew it.

More than not being calm, Hongjun said that he was almost stunned.

In the original trajectory of the path of heaven, he appeared at this time to meet Sanqing for the first time, and used red lotus roots, white lotus and green lotus leaves. After nine days of walking, the soil is resting.

It was also at that time that Hongjun gave the Sanqing to the income sect, and took the Sanqing to practice together. As for the formal acceptance of the Sanqing as a disciple in the Zixiao Palace, it was nothing more than a formality.

However, what Hongjun never expected was that he calculated the time and waited until the twelfth-grade Qinglian matured before leaving the dojo and coming here without any haste, but found that everything was completely different from what he had imagined.

It was kicked by Kunpeng early in the morning, the twelfth-grade Qinglian Qinglian was taken away by Kunpeng, and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil was also held by Kunpeng.

As the future first saint and Dao ancestor, he definitely can’t do this kind of loss of share by grabbing his hands, so he looked at Kun Peng who was full of joy, and the corners of his mouth twitched frantically.

Kunpeng also spotted Hongjun’s figure at this time. Although he hadn’t seen Hongjun, he felt the unpredictable aura emanating from Hongjun’s body. In addition, it was Kunlun Mountain. He immediately guessed Hongjun’s identity.

Kun Peng felt a guilty conscience in his heart when he thought of digging out other people’s treasures in front of the Lord, but Hongjun wanted to get back the treasure that belonged to him, but he couldn’t hold back his face.

As a result, the two of them stared at each other, no one spoke, and the scene was instantly embarrassing.