Kunpeng stood in the air, his hands drooping naturally, and there was no joy or anger on his face, but his cold eyes would make anyone who saw it, showing that Kunpeng was in a bad mood.

Suddenly, Kunpeng's face jumped slightly, raised his eyes and looked at the void on one side, his pupils shrank, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: What? Fellow Daoist wants to stop me?

A fog suddenly appeared around Kunpeng, partitioning all divine thoughts, nothingness was broken, connecting a dark and light-free space, and an old and tired voice came out: Do fellow Taoist really do this? Have you ever thought about the consequences?

Kunpeng showed a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Hehe, I just told them not to provoke me again, they can't afford the price! Could it be that fellow Taoist wants to protect those disciples? If so—'

Kunpeng paused, and his voice turned cold: I don’t care about the punishment of heaven, nor do I care about the incorporation of karma. I want to imprint my fear deep in their hearts. I really want to block each other. I don’t care about destroying the world now. Maybe I am not the opponent, but even if the two fellow Taoists come out together, it is a delusion to take down my Tao!

There was no response in the void. After a moment, a sigh came out, 'Fellow Taoist please don't break the rules!'

Kunpeng watched the space recover, and he wiped it casually, and the surroundings recovered as usual, but his eyes burst into several times of murderous intent.

There was no wind at the place where Kunpeng stood, but the Taoist robe sounded, as if a strong wind was striking, his pupils shrank again and again, and his fists were clenched tightly.

With a sudden sound, Kunpeng's hair spread out, swaying towards the back, and an invisible aura dispersed.

With a loud bang, all the creatures in the millions of miles where Kunpeng stood turned into ashes. The true spirit dispersed, and even the earth was blasted out of a huge pit, which was deeply imprinted into the earth.

Kunpeng itself has undergone strange changes. His face, which was originally a little vicissitudes of life, was covered with wrinkles. It can be called a broken skin and its skin was concave. The shiny eyes became turbid. The most terrifying thing is that its originally black hair turned snow-white.

Huh, it seems that a strong wind is raging this unusual world.

In the void, two figures stood, looking at Kunpeng's figure, with deep fear in their eyes.

Kunpeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking particularly groggy. His skin, which had been concave, seemed to have been injected with water, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared, his hair became half black and half white, adding a sense of weirdness.

He raised his right hand and slapped it casually. With a bang, Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx were broken, and his face turned pale.

Kunpeng smiled and said: Two fellow Taoists, since they are here, why bother hiding?

Styx and Zhen Yuanzi didn't speak, but just took a few steps in secret, preparing to deal with Kunpeng together.

The two did not explain that Kong Xuan's death had nothing to do with them, because they understood that Kunpeng himself was not a reasonable person. Since he had murderous intentions towards them, he would never stop.

Seeing the performance of the two, Kunpeng smiled and said: The two fellow Taoists really understand me. As a thank you, I will let you see what the power of the real thirty-third level of heavenly Taoism is!

Kunpeng raised his right hand, just waved it casually, ready to go, his head hung with a ginseng fruit tree, and Zhen Yuanzi, who had double defense of the earth book, vomited blood in his mouth, and there was a big hole in his chest and abdomen. He raised his head, with blood in his mouth, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Styx's face was pale, and he held Yuantu Abi's swords tightly with both hands. After a moment, he sighed and put away his magic weapon, looking like he was going to kill and scrape you.

Kunpeng raised his hand and pointed, and a blue light shot out, taking only Zhenyuanzi Nigong Wan, and trying to wipe out his soul.

Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth and stepped back, opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of essence and blood. The earth books and ginseng fruit trees were moistened by Zhen Yuanzi's essence and blood, and their power was far beyond the past. A layer of earth-yellow light curtain and a layer of green light curtain protecting Zhen Yuanzi.

However, the blue light was like a death-induced ghost, shooting through two light curtains. Zhen Yuanzi slowly fell down, his eyes dim, and he still didn't believe that Kunpeng could take his life so easily.

Kunpeng looked at the Styx, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Fellow Taoist Styx, you are one of the few great gods who can make me admire you, but your biggest weakness is that you are too cautious and so cautious that you are afraid of things. So even if you have the opportunity to be with me, your situation will not be much better than now, and you will never be able to reach the current state of me."

Styx showed bitterness on his face, ‘Originally, I could choose to explode my body, my soul, and only the true spirit was left to enter the cycle of reincarnation. I think fellow Kunpeng would not be careless of his old love. In order to chase and kill him, I just thought that if I could not have the opportunity to have the great way, it would be in vain to survive. It would be better to be liberated in the hands of fellow Taoists.’

Kunpeng said nothing, flashed his body, slapped his right hand on the top of the Styx, and his body quickly retreated.

After Kunpeng retreated, Styx's body shook and turned into crystal light. Several magic weapons fell out, but Kunpeng didn't even take a look.

He looked up at the Thirty-Three Days, Kunpeng took back the Nine-turn compass, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "The year has arrived, good disciple, I will sacrifice you blood now!"

Kunpeng's face was ferocious and his tone seemed a little crazy. "People who practice Taoism have always had divine nature, demon nature, divine nature, and demon mind. Today, I will indulge it once!"

A faint evil aura floated out of his body. Kunpeng looked at Thirty-Three Heavens and said to himself: Houtu, you have repeatedly plotted against me. The witch clan and the demon clan were mortal enemies, but they were merged into the spiritual sect by you and that bitch Nuwa. It’s really a mess. I will attack you with your witch clan!

After Kunpeng finished speaking, he stepped out of his feet, and there seemed to be a shimmering lake in front of him. Kunpeng's figure squeezed in, and the light flashed in place and nothing disappeared.

The breathing of several saints in the thirty-three days was a little rapid. I don’t know which part Kunpeng should do before he could stop.

Kunpeng appeared in front of the ancestor witch palace of Beijuluzhou. Although the number of witch clans was still not large at this time, they were much better than before. After all, with the protection of saints, they were confident and not comparable to before.

Kunpeng wiped his right hand downwards, with bloodthirst and madness in his eyes.

Puchi Puchi, countless witch tribes' bodies exploded and turned into pieces of flesh. In front of the Ancestral Witch Palace, it became a Shura Field, and even the Shura Field was not as good as it was. At least there would be screams and wails in the Shura Field, but there was only a pungent smell of blood here.

The door of the Ancestral Witch Palace opened, Chi You, Xing Tian, ​​and Jiufeng walked out together, looking at the bloody scene in front of them, their pupils tightened, their fists clenched, but they forced themselves to suppress their anger, their eyes spitting fire, and staring at Kunpeng with a calm face.

Chi You took a deep breath, stepped forward and bowed and said: My ancestor witch had long been angry with the seniors. He also asked Senior Kunpeng to go to the thirty-three days to make a decision with Master witch, and not to be as knowledgeable as our juniors.

Kunpeng's face remained unchanged, his eyes flashed, his left hand stretched out and he took it back.

Chi You, who was talking, burst with a loud bang, and the so-called body of the ancestor witch seemed to be just a fragile piece of paper.

Xing Tian yelled: Kunpeng! My ancestor witch—

He didn't have the chance to finish speaking. Kunpeng pointed his finger and Xing Tian turned into a blood mist, leaving only Jiufeng standing there alone.

Jiufeng's eyes showed horror, and her body unconsciously took a few steps back.

Kunpeng glanced at her and laughed at her: Escape, escape to the heaven of reincarnation, see if Houtu can protect you!

After saying that, Kunpeng disappeared.

Kunpeng stood in front of the mountain gate of Tiandao Sect, waved his hand, and the mountain gate was broken, and countless disciples who were enlightened died, turned into ashes, and the true spirit dissipated.

Step out casually and stood in front of a hall. In front of him, the wife of the leader of Tiandao, Zhou Qing, Gu Yue, Qiu Qing, Li Feng, Hongboer, Jin Li, Tianque, Tianlao, and Tianlao, had a complete lineup.

Tianque Tianzhuo couldn't help but tremble. Kunpeng just glanced at it, and the two of them turned into ashes and dispersed.

Zhou Qing held back his fear and wanted to say something so that Kunpeng could be worried about it.

But he didn't want Kunpeng to speak first, "I gave you guidance to you and your wife back then. Although the Chaos Bell Hook helped me a lot, I also cured the pearl in your hand and helped your husband become a saint. He plotted against my daughter and rebelled into the Heavenly Dao Sect, and to cut off the cause and effect of the essence and blood of Houtu, and now I have killed my disciples. Isn't it too ungrateful?"

Zhou Qing was said this and couldn't help but feel angry when he remembered Kunpeng's plot against his husband and wife. However, when he thought of the terror and unscrupulous person in front of him, he couldn't help but put away his words of reprimanding.

Kunpeng didn't wait for them to answer, and looked at the Chaos Heavenly Dao Palace. A divine thought passed over, "Master of the Heavenly Dao, you care about your wife and daughter the most. I want you to watch them die with your own eyes, and you can only watch it helplessly!"

Kunpeng grabbed the palm of his hand fiercely, and Zhou Qing screamed, and blood mist on his body, but he could not die happily.

Gu Yue was angry when she looked at it, and rushed over with her magic weapon. Kunpeng grabbed her head with his other hand and pinched her hard towards the direction of Thirty-Three Days.

Crack, the sound of the skull shattering was so harsh, and the other hand also made a ruthless move. Zhou Qing, who was tortured, was finally relieved.

There seemed to be a low roar in the chaos, and Kunpeng's right leg seemed to step into the lake and kicked it hard.

When Gu Qing looked pale, he vomited blood from his mouth and fell back into chaos, and a noticeable footprint on his chest was sunk.

A red cloud pulled Jin Li out, and Kunpeng's mouth showed sarcasm, and with a casual wave, Qiu Qing and Li Feng completely dissipated in the earthly world, and his body flashed, blocking Red Boy and Jin Li.

Jin Li stepped forward and cried: You can't kill him! He is mine—

Kunpeng said coldly: You forgot, do you have nothing to do with me anymore!

After saying that, Kunpeng pointed out and the Red Boy turned into a blood mist.

Jin Li stood there blankly, as if she couldn't accept all this.

Kunpeng looked at Jin Li and sneered: I'm afraid you didn't know for so many years. Gu Qing told you so kindly back then that it was just a calculation. Even your marriage with Red Boy was just a chess-up that others planned to do something in the hands of others.

With a casual wave of his hand, Jin Li also turned into ashes and dispersed. Maybe before her death, she was still wondering if what Kunpeng said was true. She deliberately didn't want to admit all this.

Kunpeng shook his head, swept his mind, and found Guangchengzi's temple.

‘Kunpeng! You can’t kill me! I am the sect of the sect;;;;;;;;;’

Kunpeng's response was a faint wave.

The other disciples of the Chan Sect were also wiped out one after another. Yuanshi Tianzun was furious, but when he saw Gu Qing's miserable end, he didn't want to lose face in vain.

Nuwa doesn't care how many people died in the demon clan, and Kunpeng doesn't care, but since she knows that the demon clan cannot make Nuwa heartbroken, then she can only make herself heartbroken.

Kunpeng flashed, stood in the Western Lingshan Mountain, and the sky-turning seal fell, and all the entire Lingshan Mountain and billions of Buddhist sons fell.

He stepped out again, and the Buddha in the Western Paradise had not yet reacted, so he became the dead soul under Kunpeng. No, he was not even the dead soul and was completely wiped out.

Jie Sect, this is Kunpeng’s last target to attack.

Among the saints, the most humane person is Gu Qing, which is different from his method of attaining enlightenment, followed by Tongtian.

To be precise, Tongtian did not care about his disciples. In his eyes, his disciples were still ants. However, compared to Yuanshi Tianzun, even his disciples were scheming, I was more indifferent and seemed much more emotional.

Kunpeng just wanted to see if this Tongtian Sect Master, who is domineering, values ​​his disciples and is willing to lose face for his disciples, will take action.

As a result, Kunpeng was disappointed, or it didn't matter disappointment, because this was just a boring self-entertainment.

The Jie Sect was destroyed, and even Jinao Island was blown into dust. Tongtian chose to swallow his anger. Perhaps he also knew that his absolute strength was irreversible.

Kunpeng swept his divine thoughts and looked at the Taiyin Star, where there were two acquaintances.

Kunpeng flashed, standing on the moon star, looking at Houyi's Changxi snuggling under the osmanthus tree.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Kunpeng smiled and said: It's ridiculous to say that the dignified demon clan queen was actually staying with a great witch, which really made my demon clan lose all his face!

Chang Xi did not answer, and Houyi's eyes flashed with anger, but he did not say a word. He just gave a free hand and touched the Pangu bow behind him.

Kunpeng flashed with light, standing outside the Taiyin Star, and said coldly: Changxi, you are so generous that you are actually united with the Taiyin Star and will not hesitate to give up your body. Since that is the case, this Taiyin Star will be the tomb of your couple!

The right hand slowly stretched out and grabbed it forward.

I don’t know if Kunpeng’s hand is getting bigger or the Taiyin star is shrinking, but the Taiyin star is being held by Kunpeng in the palm of his hand. When the palm of his hand is tightened, the Taiyin star is ground into dust and scattered.

After turning his body, Kunpeng looked at the direction of Thirty-Three Days.
Chapter completed!