After three more days of travel, Kunpeng showed a smile on his lips. At this time, the people watching the show had already returned. The power had reached the expected effect. Kunpeng was about to reveal his fangs. He paused, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his right hand held it. The Hunyuan Sword appeared in his hand, turned around and took seven steps in a row. After seven steps, the Hunyuan Sword in his hand slashed hard towards the front. A light curtain shattered, revealing the hidden monks. They had different Taoisms. Two were quasi-saints, and one was Daluo Jinxian. Look

This sneaky look must have been planned to hit Kunpeng when he was in trouble. What greeted them was Kunpeng's full-strength slash. Although Kunpeng was indeed not a sword immortal, he could simulate some points with his deep Taoist practice. With a sword, the fear in the eyes of the three people dissipated, and a crack was separated from their eyebrows. The whole person, including the soul, was divided into two. The soil flew out again, swallowing the souls of the corpse, and put it in the sleeve. Kunpeng headed towards Beiming. Since then, no one coveted him behind Kunpeng, and all of them escaped.

Kunpeng was in a hurry to return to Beiming, of course, it was not a temporary interest, but Kunpeng calculated that his own opportunity had come. Although it might not be possible, the cause and effect would still be broken. His body skipped like a stream of light and walked towards the depths of Beijuluzhou. In the west of Mount Sumeru, Zhunti, who was originally meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his hands, and smiled on his face: I didn't expect that my Western protector came out and wanted to save it, but I was afraid there was some trouble, but I still had to go on. As he said that, he stood up and headed towards Beijuluzhou. The leader of Tongtian of Biyou Palace also smiled and said: I didn't expect that a monk with such a good roots would have to go and see it. If I could be taken as a disciple, then my missionary preaching would be smoother. I stood up and left Jinao Island.

Standing in the air, Kunpeng looked at the colorful peacock not far away. It was Kong Xuan, but at this time he was a little bad. The sky was covered with clouds of catastrophes, a thick black cloud, and there was a slight roaring thunder, but it seemed that he was gathering his strength and waiting for the strongest attack. The peacock below had a little uneasy in his eyes. Intuitively, he felt that this thunder tribulation was not easy to pass, but who was the son of the phoenix, how could he be afraid? Or he looked at the catastrophe in the sky proudly.

Boomboo, three thunders were descending in succession. The peacock screamed and rushed into the sky, swallowing the three thunder lightnings into his belly. However, although these three thunder tribulations were the weakest, they were not ordinary. They were raging in his belly, and there were also a trace of lightning lights on his skin, but they still held back. Boomboo, there were three more thunder lights. The peacock's body moved, and the five-color light flashed, surrounding his body. He seemed to be wrapped in a cocoon. The lightning light struck on it, although it shattered the light curtain,

But he was still close to his strength, and he only made scars on his body without hurting the root. Rumbled, the seventh thunder descended, and the five feathers on the peacock's tail moved, brushing the thunder light to somewhere. The eighth thunder followed, slashing the five feathers into a mess. The peacock spitted out a mouthful of blood, and had used all the means, but there was still the strongest thunder that did not descend, but he was not afraid at all, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Kunpeng's eyes swept around, and there were five or six monks hiding around, with greed flashing in his eyes, staring at the five feathers behind the peacock, holding magic weapons in his hand, ready to take action at any time. They are a group of monks with only the Golden Immortal Realm. Even Kong Xuan also has the strength of the Golden Immortal Peacock at this time, and after transformation, he is even more capable of being a Taiyi Golden Immortal. They can't provoke him, but at this time, everyone can see that even if Kong Xuan succeeds in passing the disaster and transforms into a body, he will be seriously injured. At that time, they will have a chance to take advantage of his unpreparedness. If they really kill the Peacock

Whether it is the physical soul or the five feathers, they are treasures. Looking at the peacock who has survived the eight thunder tribulations, Kunpeng's eyes flashed with praise, but he did not intend to help him overcome the thunder tribulation. Moreover, he also saw how Kong Xuan dealt with this death situation. The ninth thunder was gathering and refused to descend. It seemed that he planned to split the peacock who had survived the tribulation into ashes with one blow. Kong Xuan below seemed to have noticed it and looked at the hiding place of those people. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He ignored the thunder in the sky, and his wings moved towards those people. The disaster cloud

As well, although those people were five Golden Immortal Realms and one of the peaks of the celestial immortals, Kong Xuan was still a little afraid at this time. They were not as noble as Kong Xuan's bloodline and transformed so late. But precisely because of this, Kong Xuan of the same realm was not something they could provoke at all, so they immediately flew away one by one. Of course, the realm of the celestial immortal was behind. Kong Xuan grabbed the claws, destroyed the man's body, swallowed the soul, and moved his body, and chased him forward. The people saw that Kong Xuan was not going to give up, and threw magic weapons one by one.

However, Kong Xuan's body could not even be broken by thunder tribulation, which was not something they could do. Several people cursed the pervert in their hearts and flew desperately. However, with Kong Xuan's claws waving, two more monks were killed and their souls were swallowed. A monk in front flashed in his eyes and threw a small flag backwards, and said: Explode! Although it was just a magic weapon of a golden immortal, it was a long time to sacrifice and refinement. After being blocked by this wave, several people had disappeared. Although they killed three people, Kong Xuan also used a lot of magic power and became even weaker at this time.

It seemed that Kong Xuan's killing was sensed below. The calamity clouds in the sky became even heavier, but Kong Xuan was very bad. He was about to gather some strength. The last thunder fell. Kong Xuan took a deep breath and his magic power gathered on the five feathers at the tail. The five feathers flashed five-colored light, protecting him. However, the last thunder was originally taken advantage of the situation. Half of the thunder was stopped, but the remaining half struck him, making him burst into pieces, and the sound of fractures was also heard.

Not light, but Kong Xuan smiled in his eyes, and finally passed the thunder tribulation. Daoxing also broke through Taiyi Jinxian. With a sucking in his mouth, the spiritual energy of thousands of miles gathered over and was about to breathe in to heal his body, suddenly a severe pain in his abdomen. Looking around, he saw a sword inserted on it, and a roaring sound from his mouth. Kong Xuan looked into the distance and saw the three monks who had just escaped back again, but at this time, the cold light in his eyes was flashing, and his face was ferocious. An empty-handed monk sneered: Our fourth, fifth, sixth,

You have to kill you, so you will pay us your life. I have passed the disaster of transformation, but now I should have transformed, but if this is true, I will be attacked by several people with the opportunity to kill him. Kong Xuan's eyes were fierce, knowing that it is not an opportunity, and he should come to seek revenge after recuperation. He was about to launch a blood escape and escape at all costs. Although it was very expensive, the situation was critical and I had to do it. Suddenly, a voice of praise came, "Okay! It's cruel enough! It's decisive enough! It's just a little worse. If I were a man, I would definitely do it.

Even if they were in great harm to their vitality, they would not let the three of them go back and attack.’ The three of them looked shocked. They naturally checked the surroundings. The tone of the other party was obviously seen from the beginning to the end. More importantly, the other party admired the peacock when they saw this. They looked at each other and fled in three directions. However, Kong Xuan was not surprised, but his face became even more gloomy. The five-color divine light behind him was useless. He knew it well, and the speaker did not know what the purpose was, so of course he had to be careful.

Kunpeng stretched out his finger, and a escaped monk was killed, his soul was imprisoned, and sent to Kong Xuan. Kong Xuan also saw that at least the other party would not take action now. He opened his mouth and swallowed it, and then began to breathe. As he breathed, his body was gradually covered by white mist, and he couldn't see clearly. Kunpeng's finger moved again, and the other two monks were also sent to Kong Xuan. At this time, Kong Xuan was about to transform into shape and needed spiritual power to suck them away. One hour later, the white mist swelled, and a Taoist in blue appeared. He was extremely handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, quite extraordinary, but his expression was very cautious. Looking at Kunpeng standing not far away, he bowed and said: Thank you for your life-saving grace, senior,

Kong Xuan will definitely repay him in the future. Kunpeng was about to say something, a middle-aged heroic Taoist came over on foot, staring at Kong Xuan, and kept singing, saying: Hongjun saw the heavens blooming, the earth and the ugly people went to the Dharma platform. He refined the golden body for countless kalpas, and the birds traveled to the palace to cultivate talents. Kong Xuan was shocked when he listened to Tongtian's songs. Unexpectedly, the dignified Tongtian Sect Master also came. Just as he was about to pay a visit, another person came from the West to write a song, "The Lotus Pure Platform, the Two Vehicles and the Magical Methods of the Two Vehicles opened. The exquisite relics were extraordinary, and the garlands were peerless. Purple flames were born in the Eight Destiny Pool, and the Seven Treasures and Magical Trees grew golden moss. It was because the East was so handsome that they came to meet the previous relationship and formed a holy fetus. It was the Western Taoist Cunti.

Kunpeng was also a little surprised when the two saints arrived. They all knew what they were thinking, so they didn't make much politeness, but they were saints, and Kunpeng was just a quasi-saint at this time, so he couldn't help but bow and said: I have seen two saints. Then he stood there and looked at Kong Xuan's performance. Although Kong Xuan was a little shocked, he did not have any uncontrollable excitement or fear. The praise in his eyes became even heavier. Zhunti Tongtian also returned the courtesy, and Kunpeng was also a figure with the means of Tongtian, and he also bowed to each other. Kong Xuan bowed and said: My junior Kong Xuan greeted the Saint Tongtian, Zhunti Saint, and visited Senior Kunpeng. After saying that, he stood there with a look of thought in his eyes.

Tongtian saw that Zhunti was coming, so he didn't get angry. He couldn't help but curl his lips and said: Zhunti Taoist, what are you doing when you come to my east? Zhunti's seven treasure tree in his hand, and smiled and said: But I have calculated that there are people who are destined to be with me. I came here to save him to the West and learn my Western magic. Tongtian disdained: Why do I need to go to your West to learn Taoism? Do you think your Western Taoism is better than my East? Zhunti was a little angry, but he didn't dare to say that he was better in the West. He said in his mouth: Daozu once said that I, both my senior brother, learned eight hundred side doors and could become saints. Maybe

Taoism cannot beat Taoist fellow Taoist Xuanmen, but it is not bad! Tongtian snorted coldly and did not refute. After Zhunti became a saint, he continued to go to the east to save some humanitarian and Western world with good qualifications. The three of them turned a blind eye to see it. Unexpectedly, Zhunti became addicted. He kept coming, and Tongtian was naturally unhappy. In fact, the same was true for Primitive Laozi. However, all the people who were saved by Zhunti were demons. Zhunti didn't want to stand up, so he ignored this matter. I was unwilling to mobilize some trivial matters, and did not care about Zhunti, which instead encouraged Zhunti's arrogance.

Zhunti knew that Dongfang rejected him, and did not explain much. He asked knowingly: Is there anything that happened to fellow Taoist Kunpeng? Kunpeng smiled and said: No, I have a cause and effect with this friend, so I came here. Zhunti pinched his hand a few times, but he didn't calculate anything. He knew that this must be the cause and effect before Nuwa became a saint, and no one except the person involved knew. He sneered in his heart, turned around and looked at Kong Xuan and said: Little friend, I calculated that you have a fate with me in the West, and I don't know if fellow Taoist is willing to go to the West with me. As he said that, a huge figure appeared behind him, with a solemn appearance of treasure, golden light shining, an illusory Buddha land emerged, and Buddhas one by one

The son sang in it, and a trace of confusion appeared in Kong Xuan's eyes. The truth of the Tao drilled into his ears and he couldn't help but take a step forward. Just as he was about to enter the Buddha's kingdom, a cold snorting and a light cough sounded in his soul, awakening Kong Xuan, and his footsteps paused. Kong Xuan felt a clever heart, and he looked at Zhunti with a hint of disgust, and then looked at Kunpeng with a hint of gratitude. Tongtian snorted coldly and said: Zhunti, can you see that there is no one in the east? Zhunti was angry and said nothing. He just used Western deception methods and was broken by Tongtian and Kunpeng, and he felt very hatred. If he was a little late, Kong Xuan would be their devout believer in the West.

Kunpeng took a step and said, "What should I do if the two saints listen to my words? Cunti Tongtian looked over and waited for Kunpeng's following. Kong Xuan also looked over and saw that these three priests were going to take him into the game. No matter which one was not something he could refuse, he also wanted to see if he could fight for some civil rights. Kunpeng smiled and said, "Let me say it clearly. Both saints and I want to take Kong Xuan as their disciples, but if they have done a battle to determine the outcome, they are too brute force."

If we don’t take it for us, it would be better for this little friend Kong Xuan to choose. If he chooses me by chance, I hope the two fellow Taoists will not refuse. If he wants to learn from the Western **, what should we agree? As he looked at Tongtian and Zhunti, Zhunti thought that if he really took action, then Kong Xuan would probably be snatched away by Tongtian, and there would be a little chance like this. As for Tongtian, although he was jealous of Kong Xuan, he could not snatch it openly. He nodded, and then the three of them looked at Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan looked at this and that, and it was difficult to make a decision in his heart. No matter which of the three people was a powerful person, he could protect himself. There were two saints, but it was precisely because of this that Kong Xuan had difficulty making a decision.
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