The prehistoric land is really too big. Even the Daluo Golden Immortal, which is now extremely rare on the prehistoric land, does not know how many years it takes to travel in the prehistoric land. Even if you break through to the quasi-saint in the future, you still need to walk slowly in the prehistoric land. You can't be anxious. The so-called saint's magical powers are actually limited. In the air, a figure is moving forward quickly, but this person's method is different from others. Others are flying in the clouds, the fairy aura is floating all over their bodies, and the clouds are flashing under their feet, and they look like they are at a high level.

The image of a person, and the person does not have any waves around him. He seems to have no deep magic power, and his feet are empty and there is nothing. It is strange that this person is flying in the sky, one step at one step at one step, one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at one step at

This is a sign of the freedom of receiving and receiving magic power. This method is rare in the prehistoric world. Of course, other great masters also have this method. However, they take in disciples and preaching, so they have to make the immortal spirit easy to fool people. Even a person who has not reached the celestial immortal fruit is called a god in later generations. This is because of this. This person is naturally Kunpeng. After Kunpeng finished healing, he sighed a lot. After that, Kunpeng thought that even though Hongjun became a saint, it was this part.

Time is a matter of time, but I can't control that point, and no one can figure out when Hongjun will become a saint, so Kunpeng immediately felt that Buzhou Mountain was going, and he still had big things to do. Although there might be a lot of trouble, Kunpeng's cultivation was at this time, and he had just learned the magical power of sealing. His methods were amazing. He really wanted to find someone to practice. In any case, Kunpeng's opinion, there were only a few people who could fight with him during this period. If the Daluo Jinxian didn't open his eyes, Kunpeng wouldn't mind sending him on the road.

Buzhou Mountain is right in front of you, and unconcealed fatigue flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. It's true that, it's been hundreds of years since now. Although their great powers don't care much about time, it's no wonder that later saints used heaven and earth as chess game. After all, it's too boring. Suddenly, Kunpeng stopped. It was not that Kunpeng was tired or someone was asking for trouble for him, but Kunpeng felt that something seemed to be with him on his left.

It was destined to be, and just now, there seemed to be a trace of divine thought sweeping across his body. Of course, the divine thought only sensed Kunpeng, but he did not sense how powerful Kunpeng was. Just as he stepped into the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Kunpeng felt that the blood of the Panfeng, which had already been integrated into his blood, suddenly boiled. Kunpeng didn't know why this was so. After thinking for a while, Kunpeng turned around and flew towards the direction in his heart.

While moving forward, Kunpeng felt the richness of spiritual energy here, and his Beiming was a blessing in the world. However, compared with this Buzhou Mountain, it was really a witch. As he gradually deepened, the spiritual energy almost turned into liquid, which made Kunpeng's eyes flash. Such a good place of practice, he was in Beiming where no birds could shit. It was really "the favor of the way of heaven". And as he moved forward, Kunpeng's blood boiled even more intensely.

(I need to note here: Buzhou Mountain is called a mountain, but it is actually a large mountain range. Kunlun Mountain, Fengqi Mountain, and Western Kunlun are all in Buzhou Mountain. The stars in the sky are all transformed from Pangu's hair. Even the hair can be transformed into such a big star. The Buzhou Mountain, which is the backbone of Pangu, is of course even more majestic. Later generations of Lich clans fought in Buzhou Mountain. The base camp of the demon clan - the ancient heavenly court, is on the top of Buzhou Mountain. The origin of the Witch Clan - the Ancestral Witch Palace, is also in Buzhou Mountain. You can imagine how big the Buzhou Mountain is, so it is normal for Kunpeng to meet Sanqing or Nuwa and Fuxi here, and the next plot will be unfolded here.)

More than ten days later, Kunpeng stood in a place surrounded by white mist. This place was the place where Kunpeng sensed the most violently. Standing outside the white mist, Kunpeng's eyes were full of thought. He didn't know what could make the essence and blood left by Panfeng so boiling, but Kunpeng thought it should be a good thing, and he also remembered the Dinghai Pearl he had obtained before. Kunpeng couldn't help but feel moved. Kunpeng waved his right hand and a handprint came out casually. The handprint was similar to Kunpeng's palm. The handprint was extremely clear, and the handprints on his hand were like the patterns of the avenue.

In terms of power, it is many times stronger than the remnant soul of the Heaven. After all, Kunpeng's magic power is rare in the prehistoric world. He was at a disadvantage before. First, Kunpeng deliberately showed weakness, and second, the magic power of the seal is indeed amazing. The handprint advances forward, without any rushing or slowing down. As the handprint moves forward, the white mist rolls, and a wave of ripples appear around him. There is also a thunder thunder that makes Kunpeng familiar with. The sound of the fireball explosion, and then it becomes dull again, as if nothing has happened. The rolling white mist calms down again, and fruit flashes in Kunpeng's heart

However, the light flashed in his eyes and murmured: Last time I got the Dinghai Pearl, I don’t know what this time is, I hope I won’t disappoint me. Kunpeng’s right hand shook violently, and a clearer handprint appeared, standing next to Kunpeng’s right hand. As soon as the handprint came out, the surrounding heaven and earth energy was pulled, merged with the clear light emitted by Kunpeng’s right hand. Just blinked, the palm flashed with a white jade-like luster, which was exactly the same as the palm of a normal person, but it looked crystal clear as jade, as if it was a woman’s hand. Kunpeng’s hand.

Peng's heart moved, and his palm disappeared immediately. The white mist in front of him rolled, but with a loud bang, the rolling white mist seemed to be about to be broken by external force. Even the white mist that was originally unseen seemed to have been opened, revealing a crystal-shining bead in the white mist. The bead seemed to have sensed and wanted to escape from the gap. Kunpeng stretched out his right hand, and a huge suction force appeared, grabbing the bead towards the palm of his hand. The bead cheered and flew towards Kunpeng's palm from the previous gap.

Suddenly, a loud roar came: Why did that Taoist take my magic weapon? Do you look down on me? Kunpeng turned his head and looked at it. His right hand was still suctioning. He saw a Taoist wearing a gray Taoist robe and a stern face. The Taoist was covered with black fog, and faces appeared from time to time in the fog. His face seemed to be tortured to death, and his face was ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people.

The bead was grabbed by Kunpeng with his right hand and turned around. Kunpeng smiled and bowed: "My fellow Taoist is polite, I am Kunpeng, I sensed something here a few days ago that I have a fate with me, so I came to take it. I don't know the name of my friend? Some fellow Taoist said that this magic weapon belongs to you. What does it mean?

The Taoist seemed to think it was too reckless before, and bowed: I was called Dafeng Zhenren. I have been waiting for three hundred years again, and have never stopped. I had something to do before, and I used my divine thoughts to search it. I thought that what I discovered at that time was a fellow Taoist. I originally calculated that this treasure would take another hundred years to be born. I never thought that the Taoist's magical powers were amazing, and I actually took out the magic weapon. However, this treasure and I really have great opportunities. I cannot give up. If it is something else, let fellow Taoist Yu, please help me. Don't make it difficult for me. When I spoke, I exuded Zhou Sheng's power, but the strength of the Daluo Golden Immortal in the early stage. However, with Kunpeng's eyes, this Daluo Zhenren seemed to have not been long since the Daluo Golden Immortal in the early stage, and at most it would take a hundred years.

Looking at the Dafeng Zhenren in front of him, Kunpeng thought in his heart: Seeing that this person has strong magic power and almost no loss, it would be said that he was going out temporarily, but he just started to guard this magic weapon since Taiyi Jinxian. It seems that this person's feet are interesting. Dafeng was also looking at Kunpeng. He was anxious at first, but he had never looked at it carefully. Now he checked it with his divine thoughts. Dafeng frowned. He didn't expect Kunpeng's strength to be above him, and he felt that he couldn't see through it. Although he knew that there were a cultivator in the mid-stage Daluo Jinxian in the prehistoric world, Dafeng intuitively

Ignoring this unsightly Kunpeng, Dafeng Zhenren's pupils shrank slightly, and a cold light flashed, "I don't know what this person's method is. If he is refined into my ghost banner, it will increase its power greatly. Daluo Jinxian! There are not many things in the entire prehistoric world! This matter requires a good measure. If he really gives up this magic weapon, it proves that he is guilty. Hehe, then I will... Kunpeng's eyes flashed slightly. Kunpeng just now captured the murderous intent in the eyes of Dafeng Zhenren. Originally, Kunpeng was a little hesitant, but he let go of his hands and feet.

Kunpeng seemed to suddenly realize it, and laughed, and said, "It turns out that this magic weapon belongs to fellow Taoists, but it's my fault. Since that's the case, return it to fellow Taoists. Kunpeng threw his right hand and the bead flew towards Master Dafeng. Dafeng's eyes flashed with joy, a trace of gloom flashed across his face, and he shouted in his heart: Sure enough! Daluo Jinxian is good. If it were before, I would be slapped to death by him! But you admit it so, I have to thank you very much. Master Dafeng stared at Kunpeng, raised his right hand, took the bead, and swept his divine thoughts, and found that Kunpeng did not do anything. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your fulfillment, I thank you." Kunpeng also smiled and said, "The magic weapon has been."

It is better to return fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist should refine the magic weapon as soon as possible. I still have some important things in Buzhou Mountain, so I will say goodbye first. Dafeng Zhenren's pupils shrank again, but I suppressed my previous thoughts and said: Since that's the case, I won't send it. Kunpeng nodded and flew away in front of Dafeng Zhenren. It was obvious that he was afraid of this Dafeng Zhenren. Dafeng's face darkened and seemed to murmur: Since you are still in Buzhou Mountain, let's give up beforehand. After I refine the magic weapon, you will be the main soul on my ghost banner. All this is complicated, but in fact it's just a moment. Almost as soon as Dafeng came, Kunpeng threw the beads out. Dafeng Zhenren didn't even consider how Kunpeng broke the formation.

When he saw Kunpeng leaving and his divine thoughts could no longer be detected, Dafeng Zhenren turned around, looked at the beads in his hand, and then his eyes flashed, looking at the guardian formation. He saw that the formation was filled with white mist, and the gap before seemed to be unable to stop the big formation's reply. The white mist gradually returned to calm. Seeing the big formation, Dafeng Zhenren shouted: How is it possible! At the same time, he thought to himself: No! At this time, a figure came from a distance. Taking advantage of the moment when Dafeng Zhenren was lost, he only took two steps to reach the back of Dafeng Zhenren.

A phantom of the palm of Kunpeng's right hand seemed to overlap with his right hand, and it was fiercely sealed towards Dafeng's back heart. Dafeng Zhenren was also an alert person. He swung his left sleeve and a black small banner flew towards Kunpeng. The small banner was black, and there was a huge ghost on the surface. The ghost had two horns on his head, an eye on the eyebrows, and the mouth was full of fangs. The nails of the five fingers were one foot long, but the lower body was blurred. It seemed to be a semi-finished magic weapon, which had not been successfully sacrificed. The small banner was small.

As we flew, a black fog surged. The ghost on the banner seemed to come alive and struggled out of the banner, but the small banner was connected to the waist and abdomen. Kunpeng also made a gesture with his left hand. Peng hit the ghost's head. The ghost screamed shrillly. The black fog-covered body showed signs of collapse. Another surge, and drilled into the banner. At the same time, Kunpeng's right hand slapped Dafeng Zhenren's back heart. Dafeng Zhenren vomited blood, roared, and ran forward.

Kunpeng chased after him, but the scene at this time was the same as of course the "Emperor Heaven" attacked Kunpeng. However, Dafeng did not have Kunpeng's cultivation. Kunpeng turned his left hand and another seal hit the neck of Dafeng Zhenren. Dafeng Zhenren had all his internal organs damaged under the first seal method and was almost broken. The second time, Dafeng felt that his neck was about to break, and his whole body was about to collapse. Dafeng turned around with his mouth, and a gust of black wind blew towards Kunpeng's face. Kunpeng raised his left hand to protect him.

Holding his face, his right hand turned again, and a seal hit the chest of Dafeng Zhenren. Peng, Dafeng Zhenren's body turned into balls of minced meat, and a phantom escaped from the broken body. It was Dafeng Zhenren's soul. The soul was about to escape. Kunpeng exerted force with his right hand and hit Dafeng Zhenren's head. The soul became dim. The soul looked full of fear, and it seemed to ask for forgiveness in his mouth. Kunpeng's right hand had already been pressed onto his head - Soul Search, Kunpeng was a little interested in the fat man's feet.

Kunpeng waved his left hand and took back the small banner that had fallen to the ground and the beads that flew out of the corpse. After a while, Kunpeng let go of his right hand. At this time, Dafeng Zhenren's soul's eyes were dull and he was already an idiot. Kunpeng would not care about his feelings and forced soul search. Kunpeng pinched several inexplicable seal techniques with his right hand. The ghost that had previously shrunk into the small banner came out of the small banner, but at this time the ghost's arms were also blurred. Obviously, Kunpeng's seal method severely damaged this magic weapon. The ghost swallowed Dafeng Zhenren's soul into the sun's belly and drilled into the banner again and disappeared.

Kunpeng seemed intentional, and seemed unintentional. He glanced at the right back, swallowed the bead into his abdomen, and put the small banner, that is, the ghost banner, into the sleeve of the Taoist robe with his left hand. Kunpeng's body flashed, and several flashes, disappearing.

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Chapter completed!