The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Ancestor Kunpeng saw that Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti didn't recognize him, his eyes filled with resentment even more.

I saw Kunpeng ancestor snorted coldly and replied:

"The two of you are really at ease, have you even forgotten who the deity is? The hatred for grabbing the seat of the deity at the beginning, but the deity has never forgotten..."

Hearing the words of Kunpeng's ancestor, Daoist Zhunti and Daoist Receiver had a strange look on their faces and looked at each other.

Although he didn't recognize Kunpeng's ancestor at first, but with this sentence, the two brothers and sisters also understood something naturally.

In the past, in order to fulfill their own ambitions, the two rushed to the Zixiao Palace to seek Taoism. Because they were a step late, they were not able to win the six most cherished futons.

For this reason, the Daoist Zhunti and the Daoist Receiver also directly used the theme to cry out about the sufferings of all beings in the West in front of the great powers of the Great Desolation.

I don’t know if it’s because of luck, but the Ancestor Hongyun who occupied the last futon was a rare good-natured man in the world, and he directly gave his position to the quasi-daoist.

In line with the friendship between the brothers who share the blessings and share the burdens, the Daoist Receiver and the Daoist Zhunti immediately rushed the donkey to the kang, dragged the occupant of the fifth futon down, and grabbed two seats.

And the almighty person who was forced by Daoist Reception and Daoist Zhunti to drive off the futon was the ancestor of Kunpeng.

"Ancestor Kunpeng, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Knowing the identity of the intruder, the Daoist Receptionist and the Daoist Zhunti also roughly understood the purpose of Kunpeng's ancestor.

"I didn't expect it, after so many years, it's finally time for this deity to take revenge."

Ancestor Kunpeng stared at Daoist Receptionist and Daoist Zhunli with stern eyes.

The great humiliation he suffered at the time was unforgettable for Kunpeng's ancestors. The Sanqing, who was standing on the sidelines, forced his abdication, Jiyin Zhunti's brothers, and Hongyun ancestors who gave up the position first, all became the Kunpeng ancestors. object of hatred.

The ancestors of Hongyun have been killed and died in the hands of the ancestors of Kunpeng. Now, there are also Daoist quasi-receivers, and they are about to step in the back of the ancestors of Hongyun.

"Hmph, the position of the futon is not stipulated, and it is yours to sit on it. Naturally, the capable person will occupy it. Since you are unable to stay on the futon, you blame our senior brothers."

The Daoist quasi-ti said shaking his head.

"Hmph, those who are capable live in it, then this deity came here today to obliterate the two of you."

"The deity would like to see what the two of you can do under Hongjun's sect."

"Don't call your master by his name, be arrogant."

Daoist Zhunti watched Kunpeng's ancestor's eyes change again and again, but finally he smiled and said:

"Ancestor Kunpeng, I remember that when the human-monster war broke out in Honghuang, you violated the will of heaven and fell into the devil's way..."

"A traitor, a monster, actually wants to kill the great power of Honghuang, you can't keep it!"

"It's up to you! Courting death!"

Ancestor Kunpeng didn't care about his status as a person in the demon world at all. Seeing that Daoist Receiver and Daoist Zhunti wanted to do something, Ancestor Kunpeng set off first, and the pair of wings behind him twitched lightly, but they were torn apart in an instant. The space appeared in front of the receptionist.

Under the influence of the power of magic, the strength of Kunpeng's ancestor has been comparable to the perfect state of the prehistoric sage, not to mention that he was once the unique innate spirit Kunpeng in the prehistoric realm. When such strength is exerted, even people who receive and lead Daoists dare not directly deal with it.

"Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus Terrace!"

Daoist Jie Yin was covered in golden light, and golden lotuses continued to grow in front of him, and the leaves turned 923 to block the attack of Kunpeng ancestors.

The predecessor of Kunpeng's ancestor was Kunpeng born in the prehistoric Beihai.

When the old Kunpeng used his body technique to attack the Daoist, the unique gloomy aura of Beihai also filled the sky and the earth with the body of the old Kunpeng, making the Daoist and Zhunti a little slow.

"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree!"

Seeing that the senior Daoist received by his brother was attacked by the ancestor Kunpeng, the Daoist Zhunti immediately urged his own spiritual treasure to blast the ancestor of Kunpeng.

Up to now, they can all see that the strength of the Kunpeng ancestor is definitely not inferior to the two of them, so only if the two attack together, it is possible not to be attacked by the Kunpeng ancestor.

Although Daoist Receiver and Daoist Zhunti are hypocritical, their cultivation strength is genuine, especially Daoist Zhunti, whose Dao of Nirvana cannot be ignored.

Facing the obstruction of the two brothers and sisters, even Kunpeng's ancestors felt that it was a little difficult.

"Humph, don't you think that the deity is only capable of this?"

The two avenues turned into torrents and rushed towards Kunpeng's ancestor, but Kunpeng's ancestor roared in the sky, and he flung his wings behind him to avoid it directly. ."

Chapter [-] The Battle of Buddha and Demon

Kunpeng's ancestor was a demon clan, and now the fallen devil's way of cultivation is naturally the law of the devil's way.

On the pair of Peng's wings behind him, at this time, there were engravings of the magic way, and Kunpeng's ancestor looked at the dignified receptionist and the quasi-daoist in front of him with hatred.

Suddenly, he directly stimulated the power of the demonic way, and those demonic imprints immediately turned into rays of light and merged into Kunpeng ancestor's body and wings.

"disease!"

Ancestor Kunpeng spit out a word, and his figure disappeared between heaven and earth.

Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti trembled in their hearts, the former quickly urged his [-]th-grade golden lotus platform, the spiritual treasure of his life, to protect him around him.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, a pair of peng wings flashed black light and slapped directly on the golden lotus around Daoist Jie Yin, causing Dao Jie to fly out uncontrollably.

"Silent Light!"

The Taoist Zhunti held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and the other hand condensed the Dao of Nirvana on his fingertips, and shot a golden light directly towards the Kunpeng ancestor, leaving a small hole in the Kunpeng ancestor's wing.

Seeing that only a small hole was left, the Daoist quasi was also a little surprised.

However, after noticing the rich black light on the pair of Peng's wings of the ancestor Kunpeng, the Daoist Zhunti also understood that this was the ancestor of Kunpeng who used some kind of magical power.