The Taoist ancestor's decree has been lowered, and no one dares to violate it. However, this time it was a real decree. No one dared to passively slacken off. The two lich tribes calmed down, and they were almost shaking hands and expressing their yearning for peace. However, after counting the casualties of the two tribes, both Di Jun and the ancestor witches wanted to eat each other raw. Dozens of the great witch died, and nearly fifty-years-old casualties of the demon general. When they just heard this statistics, the leaders of both sides thought that the statistics had gone wrong. After repeated determination, they all looked gloomy and their heads were covered with black lines. The ancestor witch palace shook for three days and three nights. On the contrary, in the Sun Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens Heaven Realm, the sun fire seemed crazy, surging, like an angry child.

Kunpeng came out of the map of mountains, rivers and the country, his face was not bloody. He ignored Fuxi, Nuwa, Di Junyi, looking at his cannibalistic eyes, ran into the dojo and practiced hard, and threw a sentence, "I feel that Dao is shallow, and under the evil magical powers of the witch clan, he cannot stop it. He needs several fellow Taoists to help, which makes me sad. For the future of the demon clan and for the countless Erlangs who died in battle in the demon clan, I decided to retreat in the dojo. If Daoxing cannot be improved to the ability to resist Pangu's true body, he will never leave the gate!" Then Kunpeng ran away with his wings and disappeared.

It was said that if the ordinary demon clan was afraid of being moved, she burst into tears, but who were the people? The situation at that time was obvious that Kunpeng and the witch clan had a deep grudge. Last time, Houtu had to take action in the West Kunlun period, but he had some concerns but it was not fulfilled. Of course, he would not let him go this time. Kunpeng became wise in a hurry and forced several people to fight against the enemy with him with bold words. Now that the matter has been resolved, he used such a bad excuse to avoid asking several people to blame him. How powerful is Pangu's true body? If Kunpeng really planned to be able to fight against the entire witch clan alone before he came out of seclusion, I guess Kunpeng would go into seclusion in this life, so don't say anything.

The demon clan dreamed of unifying the prehistoric world. After about ten thousand years of retreat, Kunpeng made another act that made people vomit blood. He moved his temple to the ancient starry sky in the heavens, saying that the ancient starry sky consists of 480 million stars and 365 main stars. This is the number of the Great Zhoutian. In it, you may find a way to deal with the witch clan. This also made Di Jun Taiyi come up with a way to increase the strength of the demon clan. They let all the demon clans in the starry sky practice, but it was due to opportunities. Except for the monks in the Daluo Jinxian realm, the others were there.

I couldn't stay for long, so my plan was interrupted. But they didn't have time to care about this matter. Who made them seriously injured at that time? It took 100,000 years to heal the wound alone. Pangu's true body was really not covered. Although it was just one punch, Taiyi felt like he was fighting against the entire world at that time. This made Taiyi know that his strength was insufficient and returned to the Sun Star and continued to practice hard. Di Jun only had time to deal with the trivial matters of the demon clan. He was also practicing most of the time, and he also thought about how to deal with the witch clan's Dutian God Evil Array.

During this period, Nuwa and Fuxi completely ascended the realm of killing the two corpses. The Taoist practice went further. Nuwa's Taoist practice seemed to be slightly higher. After all, she had the purple air of Hongmeng in her hands. Of course, the Primitive Tongtian had already broken through. When she left that day, the dimness in the eyes of the Three Qings was rare in ten thousand years. They were transformed by Pangu's primitive spirit. They have always claimed to be authentic Pangu, and they looked down on all other creatures. They also disdained the witch clan transformed by Pangu's bloodline. Although they were also authentic Pangu, the three brothers never looked at each other in front of them.

After the witch clan, but this time the witch clan's methods surprised them and they couldn't help but start to reflect on themselves, whether they were too conceited. The young man standing behind the three of them was a little puzzled and asked: Teacher, two masters, the witch clan's formation is powerful, but it requires the gathering of twelve ancestor witches. In terms of single strength, it is definitely not your opponent. Besides, as long as they separated unexpectedly or were unable to gather together, don't you have to worry about their formation? Why should the teacher and the master be so worried? Tongtian smiled bitterly,

Touching the young man's head, he said: Duobao, the teacher and your two masters are not unhappy because of this. Oh, I tell you that you don't understand, but your filial piety is commendable. Duobao is a little embarrassed, but he also knows that his so-called age is just a joke in Tongtian's eyes, and he can only bear it wrongly. Speaking of which, the meeting between the master and the apprentice was very funny. It said that Tongtian once came out to relax and was a little tired of walking, so he sat under a tree to rest. He was resting, but suddenly found the mud under his butt

There was a treasure hunting rat in the middle, and Tongtian pretended to be asleep. The treasure hunting rat crawled out of the ground, found a Hunyuan hammer in Tongtian's sleeve, and ran out. Tongtian looked very interesting and had the idea of ​​collecting disciples for a while. Then, after Duobao transformed into shape, he took him back to Kunlun Mountain. At the beginning, he was so angry that the Primitive Heavenly Lord was half-dead. What kind of disciples are not good for Tongtian to accept? The innate god, the prehistoric alien species, the phoenix qilin, that one is not good, and he actually collected a mouse. However, after my reconciliation, the matter was over.

Zhen Yuanzi Daoxing has made great progress in recent years, but for some reason he has never been able to cut out the second corpse. Perhaps the opportunity is unknown, and Hongyun not to mention it, he still cut off the corpse realm. Even with the Hongmeng purple qi, he still feels incompatible and cannot merge with the soul. In addition, there is another person's strength, that is, the River Styx. This River Styx is a embryo in the sea of ​​blood. What a great fortune. Moreover, the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag of the Five-State Flag fell into the sea of ​​blood, and it had reached the state of killing a corpse before.

However, for some reason, the second corpse was not cut off. However, when Styx was in the West Kunlun, he kept the souls of several casual cultivators and practiced several second incarnations. He could save his life at critical moments, and he did not have any gains. As for Kunpeng's entry, no one except him knew that even under Pangu's true body that day, Kunpeng had the means to escape, but some methods could only be used in a crisis of life and death, otherwise it would not work. However, one thing is certain, Kunpeng's Taoism will not be slower than those with Hongmeng purple aura.

Another 300,000 years have passed, but it is very difficult for everyone to improve their Taoism. However, the strong will eventually become strong. Di Jun Taiyi, Nuwa Fuxi, Sanqing, and Zhunti Guiyin have made some breakthroughs. Zhen Yuanzi is only one step away from cutting out the second corpse. Kunpeng's strength is even more unfathomable. If you are interested in exploring it, you will find that Kunpeng's entire body's magic power and the soul in the Nigong Wan are extremely consolidated. If you only scan the divine thoughts, you will have an illusion that Kunpeng's strength has not improved in an inch. At this time, Nuwa Fuxi has returned to Fengqi Mountain. The Taoist Ancestor has a decree that the Lich clans must not have disputes again. They are each in charge of the heaven and earth. After the healing, they do not want to manage the affairs of the demon clan. First, they have no thoughts, and secondly, they are afraid of arousing the suspicion of Di Jun and the others.

Yi simply returned to Fengqi Mountain and practiced Taoism quietly. The three brothers of the three men led the two. Di Jun Taiyi was greatly stimulated under the Dutian God Evil Formation of the Witch Clan, and he practiced hard. Even Cundi, who had always made the task of strengthening the West, stayed in Mount Sumeru without coming out. But the years passed and the strength was finally over. The 300,000 years of hard work had already made everyone understand that if there was no such great opportunity, there would be no greater progress. Although the saints were also worried, they were still secretly happy. Only this was the best. They were the saints appointed by the Taoist ancestor. No one dared to disobey and were disrespectful to the Taoist ancestor. Since they could practice the Taoist practice of the saint sooner or later, they were the least anxious, but the others were a little impatient. The saints were all ants, and no one was willing to struggle under others.

Nuwa was relaxing in the Buzhou Mountains, and suddenly she was shocked and panicked. She calculated that she had an opportunity. She thought she might as well go and take a look and headed towards the direction she sensed in her heart. After she got there, she saw that Sanqing was waiting around a gourd vine. After Nuwa stepped forward to see the greeting, she was also waiting there. Nuwa had just stood firm, and Taiyi also came here. After seeing the situation clearly, she stood beside Nuwa. After Hongyun Zhenyuanzi also arrived here, everyone sensed a strong feeling

The star power of Zhou Tian, ​​a figure flashed, and it turned out to be Kunpeng, who had never appeared after retreating. Kunpeng's eyes flashed and he was standing beside Nuwa. Then two Taoists came over from afar. It was Zhunti who looked at the situation in front of him, looked at the seven gourds on the gourd vine, and laughed: I have a fate with me in the West, so I will take it! I hope all the fellow Taoists will be able to make it happen, and then stood on one side. Jie Yin's face was slightly bitter, but Kong sighed.

Soon the gourd on the gourd vine was almost mature, and several people should discuss the issue of the gourd sharing, but everyone was a little resentful of the West. Tongtian snorted coldly: Fellow Daoist Zhunti, you have been going to the east to fight the autumn wind over the years, but this time, the innate spiritual treasure, I think you should go back to your west. Zhunti was furious when he heard this and said: Fellow Daoist Tongtian, what does this mean? We are all disciples of the Daozu. Such spiritual treasures should be taken together, so what should we divide? But it would be fine if Zhunti didn't say that. When talking about the Daozu, even Hongyun Zhenyuanzi, who has always been a good person, was angry. On that day, Zhunti used shameless means to make Hongyun give up his seat, and later forced Kunpeng to give up his seat. Although everyone was very happy that day, he still regretted it when he thought of this matter. After all, no one wanted to make others profit, but the result was

The Western Zhunti received the seat, which was fine. When Zhunti asked the Taoist ancestor to accept it as a registered disciple, he could be said to have lost all his face. When he said this, everyone's eyes were full of contempt and disdain. Among them, the primitive ones were very contemptuous. Yu Ruyi in his hand waved and snorted coldly: Since fellow Zhunti was unwilling to give up, I could only take action to put the faces of you two, so that you can know that I am not the earth of the East, which is not something you Western people can arrogant. When Zhunti heard this, although he knew that he would not be the opponent of Zhunti, his face turned red. He waved the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand and was about to take action. However, he saw that Jie Yin grabbed Zhunti's sleeve and apologized: My junior brother is still shallow in his practice. I hope you all fellow Taoists don't blame me. I apologized to you on behalf of my junior brother. As he said that, he bowed his head and then pulled Zhunti away unwillingly.

After that, things were still difficult to handle. Zhen Yuanzi swept around and finally sighed in his heart: The Three Pure Ones are not easy to mess with. At this time, Nuwa and the other three are one, and it seems that they can only give in. Zhen Yuanzi retreated and said, "I am accompanying fellow Taoist Hongyun to come here. There are only seven gourds. It is the opportunity of all the fellow Taoists. I will congratulate you first. After looking at them, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that Zhen Yuanzi's smooth work was done, and that was the embarrassment in this way, and she had saved her face.

.I said: Since that's the case, we will follow the order we came from. Friends of Taoism think it's good. Of course they will not have any objections. Then they stepped forward one by one to put away a gourd. Kunpeng collected the last gourd, but Kunpeng didn't care much, but his eyes flashed and looked at the remaining gourd vine. Nuwa saw this and thought Kunpeng was not satisfied. She teased: Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, are you going to take away this gourd vine? Everyone knows that this gourd

After picking the gourd, the reed vines will wither and will never grow the gourd again. However, I also want to hear Kunpeng’s answer. Kunpeng smiled indifferently and said: It’s nothing. I just thought that it might be a good thing to refine this gourd vine into a vine. Since fellow Taoist Nuwa said that, I gave up. Then Kunpeng laughed lowly, greeted them, and then returned to the Zhoutian Star to practice. After hearing Kunpeng’s words, Nuwa felt a sense of thought.

It jumped, as if it had caught something, but in the end it still couldn't think of anything, so it turned back to Fengqi Mountain. Since I and the others had obtained the spiritual treasure, they would go to Kunlun Mountain. The unlucky ghost of Hongyun also got his Nine-Nine Red Cloud Dispersing Soul Gourd. As Kunpeng sat cross-legged, a light flashed in his heart and thought to himself: All the gourds have come out, and Nuwa should have become a saint soon! My other doubt can be solved soon, but there are still some things that are quite troublesome.
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