Thirty-three chaos outside the sky, in the palace of Wa, Nuwa heard Tianji Daojun telling all the Taoist Dharmas he heard. Tianji Daojun breathed a sigh of relief and secretly looked up at Nuwa. Nuwa's face was gloomy and she didn't say a word. She sensed Tianji Daojun's pupils shrank slightly, and she held back the surging murderous intent, "You go down!" Tianji Daojun was ashamed of pardon, bowed and left the palace.

After Tianji Daojun left, Nuwa slapped her bare hands on one table. The table was safe and sound. After a few breaths, a slight swaying suddenly turned into tiny particles of dust and dissipated. Nuwa's expression improved slightly. The corners of her mouth moved, her body stood up, and headed out of the palace.[]

Nuwa arrived at the Heaven of Reincarnation soon, and Houtu had already settled, so she asked the Qingyu Boy to receive it, and introduced it to the palace, and sat face to face with Houtu.

Houtu looked at Nuwa's expression and guessed a few points, and asked: How about it, Sister Nuwa? Nuwa clenched her fists and said ruthlessly: Kunpeng's Taoist practice is unfathomable, and what the Lord of Heavenly Dao is probably at the level of our saints. I'm afraid that it will be judged by Senior Brother.

Hou Tu took a deep breath, and he expected Kunpeng to be so difficult to mess with, and there was a deep chill in his eyes.

Houtu and Nuwa want to kill Kunpeng the most, and it is really hard to say.

Houtu and Kunpeng had long been aggravated, and the deaths of several ancestor witches were related to Kunpeng. Houtu proved the truth and became a saint, so he naturally had to take action against Kunpeng to avenge the dead several ancestor witches.

It is hard to say that Nuwa is both a demon clan, and even if they are not in harmony, they should not have reached this kind of situation that will never end. Nuwa herself is not sure of the cause and effect. Perhaps it is Kunpeng's rise that threatens her position as the supreme demon clan, but Kunpeng has never competed for the fortune of the demon clan, and perhaps it has always had prejudice against Kunpeng.

The woman's heart is a needle under the sea. In short, it is impossible for the two female saints to reconcile with Kunpeng. Only one side will completely collapse, maybe it is Kunpeng or maybe two poor women.

Nuwa and Houtu waited in the sky of reincarnation for a few days, and suddenly several divine thoughts swept over, leaving a jade talisman. After Nuwa and Houtu saw it, their faces turned cold. Then the two looked at each other. Houtu was about to cast a spell, but suddenly Nuwa pulled her and sighed: Sister, let's test his depth. You can stay. If something is wrong, you can also help me. Houtu thought about it and nodded.

In the land of Beiju Luzhou, Kunpeng was slowly rushing towards Beiming. Kunpeng's face was calm along the way. Although he did not deliberately release his momentum, the people he met along the way did not dare to stop him. He knew that the saint was going to take action, so he waited for them and gave himself a chance to vent. The disciple's unworthiness made him feel extremely unhappy, and the saint came to test his bottom line, and of course he had to "enter" them well.

Kunpeng stood in the mortal capital, wrapped a restaurant, stood on the highest floor, looking into the distance, his eyes were filled with sadness and loneliness. Kunpeng was lonely and his heart was empty, so he would find something to do. Only in this way can he prove that he was still a living creature.

Suddenly, the light in the void flashed, revealing two figures, one was Saint Zhunti and the other was Yuanshi Tianzun. Looking at Kunpeng standing beside him, his eyes were heavy and he dared not slacken.

Kunpeng seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to say to them, "Why do you two saints take action every time? Do you really don't care about being used as a gun by others? Or are you the most unbearable and want to kill me and snatch the Nine-Turn Compass?"

Kunpeng turned around, his eyes flashed with sharpness, but it passed away in an instant, and it seemed that he had never appeared before. Even Yuanzu and Zhunti did not notice it. Zhunti held his hand with a clear hand, and the Seven Treasures Second Tree was in his hand. Now he was just a saint incarnation. He didn't hold the Seven Treasures Second Tree, and he was really not sure to take Kunpeng. The original hand shook, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi was in his hand, staring at Kunpeng with a trace of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

Why can Kunpeng, a person with wet and eggs with wet hair and horns, have such luck? As Pangu is authentic and has the best qualifications (recognized by himself), he is still only a treasure of Pangu Banner. He is unwilling to accept it. For such creatures, Yuanshi Tianzun likes to kill them the most, and he has to take action very high-profile to make him die in despair so that he can relieve the hatred in his heart.

Zhunti smiled and said: The day before yesterday, fellow Taoists showed disdain for us and other saints. Today, I will come to learn more and ask for some advice! Yuanzu snorted coldly, he didn't want so much nonsense. He was here to kill people, so there were not so many scenes!

Kunpeng laughed and said: OK! These lowly creatures have never seen the means of saints, so why don’t you teach them what they are today! The implication is that they won’t go thirty-three days away and fight here.

The saint was a little dazed. If he killed the sun and the moon, no one could bear the boundless karma, and his heart was a little upset.

Suddenly, a Taoist picture flashed over the heads of the three of them, covering them all. Kunpeng closed his eyes and said to himself: Tai Chi diagram, I saint, change space! After saying that, his body was blurred and disappeared.

Thirty-three days later, in the chaos, the Tai Chi diagram flashed and suddenly fled away. I only took action once. Suddenly, the surroundings seemed a little blurred, and the world also changed a little briefly. Countless scenes flashed by, and countless figures flashed one after another. Even the scene of listening to the sermons of Zixiao Palace back then appeared blurred.

Kunpeng, who appeared in chaos, looked at the changes around him and smiled again; he led the saints to realize the truth in his dreams, as if it were real or illusion!

After a while, the surroundings stabilized. Looking back, the three of them were no longer in chaos, but were standing on the vast land, but they looked like they were before the Lich Calamity.

As soon as Zhunti saw Kunpeng appear, his body flashed immediately, and the seven treasures were brushed in seconds. Yuanshi didn't dare to be careless. Since he had the intention to kill Kunpeng, he could not care about the face, otherwise he might not be able to take Kunpeng's life today, and the jade in his hand hit Kunpeng's head.

The two saints tried their best. Seeing Kunpeng seemed to be immersed in a sudden realization, the Seven Treasures Second Tree, Yu Ruyi was about to hit the body. Suddenly, the Seven Treasures Second Tree and Yu Ruyi were both empty. Kunpeng's figure was faint and it turned out to be a afterimage. It can be seen that Kunpeng's magical power was powerful and even the saint was hidden. In other words, Kunpeng was even faster than the saint, so he had already avoided his body.

Zhunti and Yuanzi were cautious, and their spiritual thoughts swept around. Suddenly, Zhunti felt a strong wind blowing at the back of his waist. Zhunti was about to avoid it, but suddenly he found that his feet were like mud, and his feet were sinking and unable to pull them out. He had no choice but to pluck up his magic power and resist this. The same was true for Yuanzi. Yu Ruyi beat the mud and was about to break through this magical power.

With a bang, Zhunti vomited blood from his mouth, pounced forward, and his feet were lifted out of mud. Yuanshi also escaped with a moment of delay. Kunpeng appeared, his eyes still seemed to be confused. The mud flashed and stuck to Kunpeng, like a sponge absorbing water, and the mud disappeared.

Both saints looked solemn. Unexpectedly, they suffered such a great loss as soon as they started fighting. They looked at each other, and a cold light flashed in their eyes, and they held magic weapons and rushed towards Kunpeng.

Kunpeng's figure flashed and disappeared again. Before Yuanshi could react, he found a huge fist in front of his face. He hurriedly stepped back and Yu Ruyi hit him, but in a hurry, his right hand was not firmly held. Yu Ruyi was blown away suddenly, and his fist rubbed his chin and hit his shoulder. Yuanshi let out a cry of pain, retreated, and Zhunti rushed over to delay time for Yuanshi.

The original body shook, and the Taoist body was restored, and his face was as gloomy as water. If it weren't just an incarnation, he could not use the saint's ultimate tricks, how could it be so troublesome? Just one delayed Kunpeng and the other could merge into the world. But now he was not a match for Kunpeng, and he had to bite the bullet. They had a long way to go.

Kunpeng slapped his right hand and hit Zhunti's chest. Zhunti's body retreated and was about to swallow blood when he saw Kunpeng's right leg thrust into his lower abdomen, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Zhunti's face was ferocious. As a saint, when did he be so humiliated? Even if he was incarnated by a saint, he would have been an invincible existence under the saint. This result can only show that as the saint speculated, Kunpeng's Taoist practice had reached the level of a saint, but he had always endured it. If Houtu had not revealed the secrets of heaven, all the saints would have been kept in the dark, and even the saints would have a pity that even the saints would have a pity.

Primitive shook the Pangu Banner, and a chaotic sword energy hit Kunpeng. Kunpeng seemed to be unable to escape, or he didn't want to hide. A small blood hole on his body kept flowing out with a little chaotic blood. When Junti saw Kunpeng stop, he quickly stood on the side of the primitive. The two of them faced the enemy together, and perhaps the situation could be better.

Kunpeng's eyes flashed, dissipated, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and said with a faint murderous intent: The two saints, the game should end here, I am going to take action, the two saints are careful!

As soon as Kunpeng finished speaking, his body disappeared. The two saints' scalp was a little numb. Why did Kunpeng just use these tricks of sneak attacks and tricks that made them both so depressed that they vomited blood.

Yuanshi Tianzun roared: Kunpeng, you have the courage to show your true body. Will the saints be afraid of you? Zhunti didn't say a word. He was already full of energy, but seeing Kunpeng so powerful, he had already retreated. He knew that he had a deep grudge with Kunpeng. This time it would be good to take back the incarnation. If he provoked Kunpeng, he might die today.

Kunpeng, who was originally wandering around, suddenly appeared, with a mockery in his eyes, staring at Yuanshi Tianzun and said: Primitive Saint, who sent someone to send Houyi ten arrows? Who killed Queen Mother of the West? Could it be that I really think I know nothing! And - Speaking of this, Kunpeng stopped for a moment and smiled at the void on the other side: Nuwa, you have been hiding there for so long, don’t you feel tired? A saint, so condescending, I really deserve to be killed, and I can only turn into ashes!

After Kunpeng finished speaking, he stretched out a finger and pointed at it. A blue light sword was slashed. The light flashed, revealing Nuwa's figure, but Nuwa's face was extremely pale. It was obvious that it was not easy to take the sword. He flashed and stood on the side of Zhunti's original primitive.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all shook their bodies and were about to leave the world. When they were hit by the three saints, they were blurred around them, but they did not break open. The three saints' faces changed and they all looked at Kunpeng.

Kunpeng put his right hand on his waist, made a sword-drawing posture, and said with a smile: Since he has come, I am not well-received, how can I let the three saints leave - go -? In the end, his voice was already a little erratic, and his body was obviously moving quickly.

With a puff, Kunpeng appeared behind the three saints. Nuwa and Zhunti's Taoist robe were splattered with blood. A knife mark on the chest of Yuanshi Tianzun, who was in the middle, scattered with bloody chests. He spit out a large mouthful of blood from the original mouth. Before he could react, the blood mist suddenly splattered behind him, and a wound opposite to the front chest appeared.

Kunpeng turned his head, looked at Yuanzu, raised his right hand and slapped at Yuanzu. Yuanzu's body shook violently, and took several steps forward. His body burst into pieces and turned into a ball of flesh and blood. A vague figure appeared, which was the original divine thought.

Yuanzu had not turned his mind yet and seemed to be stunned. He never expected Kunpeng to really destroy his body. His divine mind stared at Kunpeng, as if he was looking at a dead person. He was about to get angry when Kunpeng suddenly appeared in front of him.

The two palms stretched out, pulled the two ends of the original divine mind, and with a fierce force, the original divine mind was torn apart, and Kunpeng killed a saint's incarnation!

Saint Saint! This word appears in Nuwa and Zhunti's minds. The two of them immediately retreated, not wanting to end up with the same fate as Yuanzu.

Kunpeng turned around and glanced at Nuwa. His figure flashed and punched Nuwa's chest. Nuwa felt that the internal organs seemed to be broken and he felt vomiting, but she could not, could not do anything that was insulting. She took a few steps under her feet and retreated far away.

Zhunti's face was gloomy, but at this time he let go, and said with a smile: OK! Fellow Dao Kunpeng is indeed a good method! I have been plotting against fellow Taoists for many years, but I think fellow Taoists will just let me go. This is the only way to destroy this fellow Taoist! But I will still fight with fellow Taoists!

Kunpeng glanced at him, and suddenly put his right knife in his hand and inserted it into Nuwa's chest and abdomen. Nuwa's body flashed and she lay down to the ground. Looking at Kunpeng, her eyes showed a look of fear for the first time.

Kunpeng didn't care about Nuwa's life or death, looked at Zhunti and said: Yes, I don't remember how many times the saint has plotted against me! But I won't do it. Zhunti, you have detonated your body and the true spirit. I will let you go to the Western religion. Otherwise, when I kill you, I will destroy the Western religion! The saint should understand that I can say it and do it!

Zhunti spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, which was made of breath. He pointed at Kunpeng with his hand and couldn't speak. Unexpectedly, the dignified saint was forced to self-destruct his true spirit.

Suddenly, a huge shock in this space was heard, and a sword light rushed in. It was obvious that someone was about to break in from the outside world, but Kunpeng had already enclosed the space with the treasure nine-turn compass. Even the saints had to work hard. A golden light flashed in, emitting violent power, blasting towards Kunpeng, and a scroll towards Cunti, who wanted to take him away.

Kunpeng punched away, dispersing the golden light, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said in his heart: "Gui Yin?" With a flash of his finger, a blue sword light slashed out, shattering the golden light rolled towards Zhunti, and then he looked at Zhunti.

Zhunti sighed inwardly. For the sake of Western religion, he had no choice but to devote himself. His body flashed and retreated a lot. He burst out with a loud bang, and his body turned into ashes, and his true spirit dissipated.

Nuwa lay on the ground, staring at all this. She didn't know what Kunpeng would do to her? When it comes to hatred, Kunpeng hated herself for being no less than Cundi. How would he torture herself? Nuwa dared not think about it.

A small yellow bell appeared, and with a bell ringing, the space began to disappear, and it was about to return to the earthly realm. An illusory palace appeared, and countless murmuring sounds, intending to interfere with Kunpeng's soul, suddenly a vast force squeezed into this world, and even Kunpeng's Nine-turn compass could not be suppressed. A green light flashed and swept away Nuwa.

Kunpeng looked at the green light and his face was calm. He seemed to have expected it. With his feet, the entire space was broken and appeared in Chaos Thirty-Three Days. He looked at a Chaos and returned to Beiming.

The saint's first real killing plan for Kunpeng ended with Kunpeng successfully killing the saints!
Chapter completed!