A phantom passed by among the ancient stars. The figure made a gesture in front of him. The originally empty starry sky in front of him was rippling and a huge island appeared. The white mist was shrouded in the island, extremely rich. The figure walked out in one step. The white mist in front of him showed a human-shaped hole. The man stepped into the white mist without thinking. After this person left, the white mist rolled violently. The entire island was once again spreading in the white mist, which was indistinguishable. At this time, the figure had already walked into the island. Of course, this is Kunpeng. After years of hard practice, Kunpeng's Taoist movement has naturally progressed a lot, but after all, there is always a limit. Kunpeng is naturally Mingxiao. If he wants to break through the current great realm, he must at least go through the most dangerous Lich catastrophe. This catastrophe is fine.

After deducing the truth, I found that it was a life-and-death disaster of my own, and the chance of my own death was quite high. However, Kunpeng knew that he could not hide or avoid it, so he could only bear it over. This was also the reason why he joined the Heavenly Court without hesitation before. Since this disaster must be passed, there is no need to delay. Just do it with all his strength. If he dies, Kunpeng may feel a little regretful, but his body will die and his true spirit will disappear. As the Taoist ancestor said, ignorant death may not be a kind of happiness. If he is not strong enough, what should he do to die or what is unwilling to give up, it is the most effective liberation. Kunpeng is also very eager for this liberation, but Kunpeng also hopes that he can finish this game of chess, which is the greatest ideal.

In 300,000 years, Kunpeng has done a lot of things. At this time, the chaotic spiritual energy in the Dinghai Pearl and Dingfeng Pearl has been exhausted, and only a few strands are left. Kunpeng does not intend to use it. For himself, the rest will not have any effect. He will recklessly improve his strength and keep himself at the peak. Kunpeng has to do this. Whether it is the witch clan who has no room for maneuver with him or the seemingly united demon clan, they are not Kunpeng's own people. I, the three of them, and the two Western gods are eyeing him. Kunpeng will not give them any chance. When the enemy has a chance, he will have hope of falling. Kunpeng hopes that he can die completely and no longer has to be involved in these open and secret struggles. He also hopes that he can survive. Some things can only be done if he lives, and some live versions of the drama can only be watched while living, and some fun can only be enjoyed by living.

Kunpeng sat upright in the center of the dojo, his body motionless. In the Nigong Wan, Kunpeng's soul opened his eyes and looked at the twenty-four beads floating in front of him, and a palm-sized disc in the distance. The disc was the object obtained after Kunpeng refined the Fenbao Cliff given by the Taoist ancestor. The disc was chaotic all over the disc, and there was a small groove in the center. It looked not a complete object. As the disc continued to rise and fall, an inexplicable Taoist rhyme flowed in Kunpeng's heart, making Kunpeng unable to help but be intoxicated. However, Kunpeng now has an important thing to do. This is something that Kunpeng has designed for nearly 300,000 years, and it is absolutely not allowed.

There was an error. Although the Dinghai Pearl was not used to set up the formation, Kunpeng could already use the life and death illusion formation at this time. Although he could not exert all his strength, the greatest power of the formation was to trap people. As long as he could win time for Kunpeng, it would be enough. Originally, I wanted to win this matter almost everything, but in the end I went back to Beiming, where I was my own soldiers, and no one would have any bad thoughts. But Kunpeng thought that if the Heavenly Dao really designed you, even if you escaped to the ends of the world, I would not be able to escape. Moreover, if Kunpeng really knew Beiming, he would feel like there was no silver here. If there was nothing important, why go back to yourself.

There must be strangeness in this, which will attract the attention of other strong people. Therefore, after Kunpeng was calculating, he decided to take action here. Although it was a bit dangerous, Kunpeng stayed in this star for hundreds of thousands of years, which was not in vain. Although the so-called Zhoutian Star Dou array was not realized, it also achieved something. With a wave of his hand, Zhoutian star power could be mobilized to defend his own temple. Moreover, this time the matter was only useful to him, but it was just a guide to the future. Kunpeng thought that because there would be no big secret to be calculated by everyone, it would be like a gourd. Originally, Kunpeng had prepared a lot of things

In 2018, this matter could have been implemented long ago, but after Kunpeng calculated the secret of heaven, he found that the time had not come, and Kunpeng did not believe in evil tried. But naturally, it was impossible to say that he failed. If Kunpeng had not been shocking in his Taoist practice, he would have been able to make up for tens of thousands of years of calculations. Then Kunpeng practiced while calculating the secret of heaven, and calculated the best time. It was not until Kunpeng suddenly felt something in his heart, and he went down to the prehistoric world to understand the place of the gourd vine. He thought that maybe this was the opportunity. Kunpeng did not hesitate and went straight to the Taoist ancestor to prepare for treasure refining, but he didn't know what magic weapon to refine, and he had to plan for so many years.

After 49 days, Kunpeng's eyes flashed and had adjusted to its best state. Kunpeng's soul moved, and stepped out of Nigong Wan, then sank, and entered Kunpeng's belly with just a few breaths. Looking around, there was endless void, nothing, only a lot of white mist was floating, and it looked like clouds were floating, showing signs of immortals, but there were few creatures like cranes and a lack of vitality. This is Kunpeng's belly, and there was also the universe and world, Journey to the West

, Sun Wukong turned into a small insect and churned her in the belly of Princess Iron Fan, causing her to die. However, if he got into the belly of some great masters, such as Kunpeng, he would probably not be able to get out in this life. Although Kunpeng could not create a space like a saint at this time, it was still possible for two people to create a small world in his body. In fact, it was not just in the belly, but other places, Nigongmaru, even the eyeballs, that are not something that some small ants could enter at will.

Kunpeng's soul sat upright in the void, with twenty-four Dinghai beads in front of him. He raised his hands and held the void. Two huge palms appeared, embracing all the twenty-four beads in it. Then the illusory palm turned into a round ball. Kunpeng exhaled his primordial energy and entered the round ball. Kunpeng shouted: Twenty-four Dinghai beads, condensed for me! The round ball suddenly contracted with the injection of this primordial energy, shrank by a small half, and the twenty-four beads disappeared half and turned into twelve, but the twelve beads had not changed in size, but the extremely subtle chaotic color before was a little heavier. Kunpeng saw this result, decisive flashed in his eyes, and three consecutive primordial energy sprayed into the round ball, and the round ball shook and began to compress even more crazily.

The original spherical appearance became no longer round, some places were sunken, and some places were bulging, quite irregular. The twenty-four beads in the round ball roared lightly, suppressed and merged. When they appeared again, only eight were still flashing in the round ball. Kunpeng's eyes flashed with joy, and ten consecutive vital energy were continuously. The round ball contracted again, but at this time the beads all collided around. The round ball seemed very weak, but no matter how these beads bumped around, they still couldn't run out. At this time, Kunpeng's soul's eyes were a little dim and his body also shrank. At this time, Kunpeng's soul was extremely refined. Even so, it still had to consume so much vital energy to aggregate the Dinghai Pearl, which shows how much pressure it was.

In the round ball, the eight beads trembled and were pressed together by huge pressure, becoming a bead with a diameter of about one foot. The round ball was pressed around the outer wall of the bead, and it was compressed but could not be compressed no matter how hard it was. The huge bead roared and turned into four slightly smaller beads, and the round ball almost collapsed under the impact. Fortunately, Kunpeng exerted force in time. Although the bead seemed inconspicuous at this time, in fact, the chaotic color could be seen, but it was a little weak. Kunpeng had a little bitterness on his face. He had known this matter for a long time.

It is not easy, and it may even be exhausted for 300,000 years of energy, but compared with my plan, it is really nothing. However, when I really have to pay such a price, even Kunpeng, who was decisive in killing, had a pause. Kunpeng's pupils shrank sharply, and nearly a hundred spiritual energy was spurted out. The round ball contracted uncontrollably again. Four of the beads were squeezed together. Although they were extremely rebellious, they were still useless. They became another bead, but the diameter of the bead was less than half a foot. Similarly, this bead was very

Unstable, after only two breaths, it turned into two beads. At this time, the two beads had a quarter of the chaotic color. At this time, Kunpeng's soul had already lost weight compared to before. Kunpeng gritted his teeth and must complete this time. Kunpeng hit his chest with his right hand, and his face flashed with pain, and a ball of essence was spit out of his mouth. However, this ball of essence had become like essence and blood. He beat it twice again. The three balls of essence gathered into a ball and slowly floated towards the round ball. The Dinghaizhu in it seemed to feel a trace of danger, but Kunpeng

But they would not let them do what they wanted. The round ball outside the bead increased to one meter thick, and the two beads used all their means to escape. At this time, the ball of essence had entered the round ball. After the round ball was poured in, the round ball began to compress directly. Although the rebounding power of the bead was extremely heavy, the round ball was suppressed like the power of heaven and continued to shrink. After twelve hours, Kunpeng loosened his hand, and the round ball exploded directly. A bead with a bright splendor escaped and ran out of endless distance. Kunpeng was unable to pursue it and returned directly to the Nigong Wan.

A sudden vitality emerged from the body. Kunpeng opened his eyes. Although his face was extremely pale, he felt an uncontrollable ecstasy. When his eyes were closed, Kunpeng began to breathe wildly. With the breath, the spiritual energy in the dojo was quickly absorbed. With a huge vibration in the starry sky, a fairy island emerged, and all the star power around him was pulled over. The island was like a black hole, sucking all the starlight around him. Many great monsters who were practicing in the starry sky came back to their senses and wanted to curse. But after seeing the fairy island, they quickly closed their mouths and left the starry sky. Some little monsters also headed towards the Sun Palace.

On the Sun Star, Di Jun and Taiyi suddenly opened their eyes, and as they opened and closed, a golden light passed by. Taiyi was a little confused and said: What's going on? Did Kunpeng break through again? Then... Di Jun interrupted: It doesn't look like it, but it looks like it's quick to replenish its magic power after a huge loss of magic power. I really didn't expect that he would have a day of exhaustion. Such a huge movement in the starry sky, if other great masters might not feel it, but it would be clear to them who were close at hand. Taiyi's face looked a little bad, but Di Jun sighed and said: Forget it, don't think about this anymore. If he really broke through, it would be a good thing for my demon clan. The twelve capital god evil formation of the witch clan is not easy to deal with. My demon clan has more strength and will be more sure in the battle. Moreover, the reputation of your and my brothers in the demon clan has long been deeply rooted, and there is no phoenix.

The demon clan in Qishan and the demon clan in Beiming are only my demon clan. Even if they want to make a difference, they can't do anything. Taiyi sighed and said guiltily: Big brother, you have trouble, but I can't help with anything. Di Jun laughed and said: What are you saying? How can I distinguish between my brothers and two brothers? If you really feel guilty, you will be able to practice and completely refine the Chaos Bell. At that time, the so-called saints will probably not be easy to break through, and the hegemony of my demon clan will be even more stable. Taiyi looked righteous and said loudly: With me, Taiyi, my demon clan will never die! The two brothers looked at each other, and then there was a heroic laughter. The two sent a voice to let the little demon outside leave, and then they sank into practice. Although the other great masters had a little sense of response, they couldn't figure out what was going on. What's more, the demon clan is now powerful and no one is willing to provoke, so the matter will be left alone.

At this time, Kunpeng, who was sitting upright, moved his mind for a moment, and then he became silent again. In the Nigong Wan, a bead drilled in. The bead rotated outside the Kunpeng soul. Every time, Kunpeng's soul absorbed the spiritual energy, it accelerated and became more fulfilling.

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