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Chapter 20 The Evil Land

It is said that Kunpeng has been practicing for decades, and by chance, he broke through to the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. He was in a good mood and ended the cause and effect of the mountain range. Kunpeng left and wanted to go to Buzhou Mountain to meet the opportunity. After all, Buzhou Mountain is transformed by Pangu's backbone. It is powerful and powerful. It is really a rare treasure land. The spiritual energy is rich and almost liquid. Among them, there are many great masters. The Twelve Ancestor Witches live in the Ancestor Witch Hall at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. However, although the Twelve Ancestor Witches are not low at this time, they have Pangu's legacy.

Ze, some magical powers of body refining and physical changes need to be carefully understood, so they have not reached the prehistoric world to cause trouble. If we talk about it, then Kunlun Mountain is also part of Buzhou Mountain. It’s just that Buzhou Mountain is too big. Even if you want to go through the quasi-saint Taoism, it will take a lot of time, let alone the current great powers, which is the alternative type of Kunpeng, which has reached the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal. Others are mostly wandering in the early stage of Daluo, and I am only at the peak of Daluo’s early stage. After all, great opportunities like Kunpeng are rare.

This time, Kunpeng is doing his best. Of course, Kunpeng also needs to save magic power. After all, if he reaches Buzhou Mountain, it is necessary to encounter opportunities. If he does not have enough strength, he will not even have the qualification to speak. Thinking of Hongjun becoming a Taoist and preaching in Zixiao Palace, those with great opportunities can go on their own, but Zixiao Palace is in chaos, which is not easy to do. Without the strength of Daluo Jinxian, don't even think about it. Otherwise, a little chaos and chaotic flow will end up in the body and destroy the body. The fate of the true spirit dissipating is not really determined by chance. This is even more true for magic weapons. Which innate spiritual treasure appears in the world, not a large group of great supernatural powers go to grab it? Master Cunti, the West, said

"This treasure is destined to me in the West." It can be seen that whether you have strength is directly related to whether you can obtain magic weapons. Even the holy position of Zixiao Palace is also a symbol of strength? Who can match the three purities? It is not easy for Nuwa and Fuxi brother and sister to be together. Although Zhen Yuanzi Hongyun is not weak, he has no desire to fight. Di Jun Taiyi is strong with his strength and dominates the other side. He is also accompanied by innate spiritual treasures, but he does not have the great perseverance to see the mystery of the seat. Therefore, although Kunpeng is a little anxious, he is calm and rushes on the road. If he is not careful, he will be ridiculed by the little girl, Kunpeng will be completely disgraced. Although Kunpeng doesn't care too much, he will not be laughed at by others.

After Kunpeng broke through to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, there was nowhere in the chaos. A Taoist in Qingshan sat cross-legged in the chaos. The chaos and chaotic flow were raging around him, turning into earth, water, wind and fire, and he calmed down around the Taoist body, just like a beast surrendering to the King of Ten Thousand Beasts. The Taoist exclaimed lightly, his eyelids twitched, and he made a gesture with his right hand to calculate, and suddenly he frowned, and said: Well! He couldn't figure out his feet, and it seemed that he had to realize the Tao as soon as possible. Although this was your calculation, I couldn't push it, so I could only be willing to be plotted. He sighed.

In Kunlun Mountain, there were three figures sitting cross-legged on the cushion. The cloud lights floated a hundred feet above the head. The three cloud lights merged into one place, constantly evolving the way and arguing with each other. Suddenly, one of the old men opened his eyes suddenly, clasped his right hand tightly, and the blue veins were exposed, and even the cloud lights above his head rolled slightly. Finally, the old man was put away. Seeing this, the other two also closed the cloud lights above his head and looked at the old man. The Taoist Yingwei seemed to be speechless and asked: Big brother, what's wrong? Could it be that something big happened in the prehistoric world? The old man heard this, sighed and said to himself: My three brothers underestimated it.

After all the people in the prehistoric world, I never thought that someone would break through before my three brothers. Alas! A sigh revealed Laojun's sorrow, thinking that the three of them were authentic Pangu, but fell behind others. What would they do in the future? Finally, the man frowned and said, "Why should you be so arrogant? I think that the eldest brother is not much different from that person. People with great opportunities in the prehistoric world are nothing to do with success or failure. What is the success or failure in the future? I will meet a higher or lower person in the future. I said this, but the jealousy in my eyes cannot be hidden. After hearing this, the two seemed to think that it was the case, and they both returned to the cave to practice hard.

On the western land, a thin Taoist was discussing Taoism with another Taoist who was six feet tall and sad. Suddenly, the sad Taoist looked slightly and his face changed slightly, and his face became even more bitter. He said: The East is indeed a brilliant person, and many talents emerged! The thin Taoist looked at it, and his eyes flashed with doubts, saying: Brother Dao, what's wrong? The man said: There is nothing else, but a powerful man in the east has appeared, and even I am ashamed of myself...

Then, bitterness was almost squeezed out from his face. When the thin Taoist heard this, his face was shocked. If his senior brother was called a powerful person, wouldn’t he have broken through to the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal... This person also said: It’s a pity that the West is poor, only me and my brother, but I should not panic. We can concentrate on enlightenment. If we really lose the opportunity, we will have a decisive state in the dark. The sad person said that he is great good, so he continued to discuss the Tao without mentioning it.

Above the sky, Kunpeng was wearing a purple-colored Taoist robe, his eyes closed, his hands naturally drooped, and his left foot stepped out, and his figure disappeared, appearing ten feet on the front left, and then he followed his right foot and appeared ten feet on the front right. In this way, he took one step left and one step right, sometimes he would go forward or backward, his eyes were still closed, but his brows were frowning from time to time, his face showed a thoughtful look, and then he continued to walk. At the beginning, he was a little clumsy, but as he practiced, his steps were casual and natural, and he looked elegant, and he looked like a master of Taoism. In this way, Kunpeng walked around, coupled with his constant thinking on the road, and after several years of walking, he didn't go far.

Kunpeng walked for a while, stopped, opened his eyes, and said to himself: Well, it's really good, haha, this step is very useful. In the future, you won't be trapped by others with a large array. Even if you are trapped, you can still move freely in the formation. It seems that although you are slower to travel, you will still have a great harvest! This step can be said to have created it myself, and you don't have a name yet, so you have to think of a decent name. Yes, there is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun, Kun is so big that it is not known how many thousands of miles it has turned into a bird, which is called Peng, Peng's back, and it's thousands of miles it has flew in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging in the sky... Xiaoyaoyou, hehe, what a Xiaoyaoyou, I don't know how Zhuangzi knew it, take a good look in the future, this step

It was created by me Kunpeng. It seems that the only one who talked about me Kunpeng in the future seems to be the only one who talks about me Kunpeng. Then this step is called the Xiaoyao Step. No matter what, it will be good. While Kunpeng was rushing, he thought about his future plans. If he thought he was alone, he would probably have a lot of trouble. Even if he took more disciples, he didn't know whether he could be saved. He should not meddle in other people's business. One or two would be enough to collect one or two. Moreover, with his personality, there are many enemies in the prehistoric world that are more enemies than friends. Even if he is not blatantly an enemy, he will inevitably make plans from many parties. Besides, he will be unable to avoid the Lich disaster, and he may be seriously injured. If his enemies gathered in Beiming at that time, his three lives would not be enough to kill him, and Kunpeng was very worried about this.

Later Kunpeng remembered that he had read some martial arts novels. There were always some masters of the master level in the novel. Even if he fought against ten, he could be free and easy. Kunpeng had a sudden inspiration and thought that if he could do so, he would not be afraid of being besieged in the future. Not only could he save his life, but he would even escape far away after killing the enemy. For this reason, Kunpeng racked his brains to search for memories and finally found some knowledge about the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. In his previous life, he could only read it as a heavenly book, but now he has enough time and energy to study, so there may be some results. Thinking about the origin of the formation, which is Yin and Yang, the Three Talents,

The four symbols, five elements, **, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces, ten extremes, and all changes will never be separated from their sects. I have learned footwork from the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. In the future, I can handle it no matter what formation is. Of course, I am not afraid of many people siege. It is better not to set up a formation. Even if it is set up, I have the means to deal with it. As long as I have the opportunity to learn the combat skills of the witch clan in the future, it will be even more perfect. However, I have to have a good fight with a few ancestor witches. Although I will inevitably get hurt and vomit blood, soldiers who have never seen blood are not soldiers. I don’t know how to get beaten and how to know how to beat others. It is still worth it.

After practicing footwork, Kunpeng couldn't help but want to howl, but he still held it back. If someone else treats it as a lunatic, he will lose the face of the time traveler. The footwork has been small. Kunpeng's feet will be able to step out at will, leaving a afterimage on the spot. However, Kunpeng's footwork is even more relaxed and casual, natural, as if it had changed like this. Kunpeng did not change direction and just walked freely along his mind. Suddenly, Kunpeng, who was trapped in footwork, paused his steps, his eyes showed a solemn look, and his whole body's magic power was operating, so he was guarding against something.

In front of Kunpeng, there were all white bones, some human-shaped, and more wild beasts. For some reason, they were actually killed by others, leaving only a pile of white bones. They proved that they had lived in this world. Kunpeng fell, squatting in front of those white bones, carefully checking what. The bones were checked one by one, but Kunpeng did not let go of any of them, because he knew that any omission would kill him. After checking all of them, Kunpeng looked thoughtful, "Some have died for hundreds of years, some have just been a few years, and

Their method of death was too strange. According to the residual aura, they were the Golden Immortals at the highest point. The one who killed them thought they were the Golden Immortals at the top, but it seemed that he had many methods. Looking at the collapse of the chests of several of the corpses, Kunpeng was also a little shocked. Seeing that the shape was a palm print, a Golden Immortal, how could it be so lethal? Could it be that a person with great supernatural powers were recovering from injuries here... Kunpeng was thinking, suddenly his figure moved and disappeared, and appeared at the foot of a mountain. With a wave of his right hand, he disappeared completely.

In the distance, a black shadow shot towards him. The black shadow could not see clearly. He grabbed a casual cultivator in his hand and flew towards the place where the bones were.

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