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Chapter 262 Kunpeng is dead

 Kunpeng has sharp eyes and a huge body, blocking the light of the sky.

He flapped his wings gently.

In an instant, the wind and snow were swaying, the cold wave was biting, and it came down overwhelmingly.

As if being called by him, the vast ocean in the North Ming Dynasty suddenly became turbulent, and the waves aroused thousands of feet high, forming dense and dense ice crystals, rushing in towards Manjusri.

Facing such a powerful attack, Manjusri stood firm like a rock in the sea.

Bright golden light flashed in his palm, and he suddenly swung it forward, and the ferocious sound of gold and iron resounded through the sky.

Countless sharp blades covered the ground, slamming into the torrent of ice and snow.

Suddenly, the space was shattered layer by layer.

The collision of the magical powers of the two quasi-sages caused the heaven and earth to change color.

The sudden changes in Beiming immediately attracted many eyes to investigate.

At this time, Manjusri was suspended in the air, with his hands clasped together, and a huge golden wheel of merit was revealed behind his back.

Every time the Golden Wheel of Merit turns, it blooms with auspicious brilliance, turning into a crystal clear silk ribbon, sweeping towards the vast ocean of Beiming.

Wherever the silk ribbon went, all the ice and snow melted instantly, exuding a cold and clear flavor.

Manjusri looked up at the sky, his eyes full of indifference, and looked at Kunpeng and snorted disdainfully.

"The demon clan has already become lonely, so why should Beiming struggle so hard? Since he is unwilling to join the Buddhist camp, there is no need to continue to survive."

The magical power of flower arrangement·Shocking!

Colorful and gorgeous flowers are scattered in the sky.

The sea of ​​flowers contains a terrifying and sharp charm, forming countless bright flower knives, crazily cutting the world of Beiming.

Kunpeng frowned slightly when he saw this, and quickly transformed into Kun and stirred up huge waves, rushing towards the sea of ​​flowers.

"Buddhists are all insidious and cunning people. Even if I die in the depths of Beiming, I will not join your camp."

Kunpeng said with unabashed ridicule, and then mobilized the entire Northern Ocean to form a wave of ice crystals that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.

Boom!

Just between the lightning and flint, the ice crystal dragon whale with a body stretching for tens of thousands of miles suddenly leaped out from the freezing cold wave.

The body made of condensed ice crystals shines with a blurry and gorgeous light in the sunlight.

Wherever the dragon whale went, a biting cold wave spread everywhere, and even the air was frozen and deformed.

As soon as the overwhelming wave of flowers touched the ice crystals, it was instantly frozen into a statue, stagnating between heaven and earth. It looked like a carefully carved handicraft, exuding an elegant and pure flavor.

Manjusri frowned thoughtfully, and several colorful flower buds suddenly appeared in his palm.

He shook his hands gently towards the God of the North Pluto, and the flower buds burst into flames, like brilliant fireworks on World Day.

The flower buds quietly dissolve in the depths of the sea.

In an instant, countless schools of fish swam in the direction of Manjusri and gathered together.

Manjusri gently waved his right hand, and the fish in the water were instantly summoned and arranged in an orderly formation.

The strong flavor of killing completely pervades the cold ocean.

Suddenly, swords, swords and shadows appeared one after another, forming the shadow of a huge dragon.

Roar!

The giant dragon let out a deafening roar, and its body instantly rushed into the depths of the sky, stirring up the endless rolling wind and thunder, and tempering the light and shadow of the sword to become even more powerful.

After two breaths, the giant dragon lunged out in the direction of Kunpeng with terrifying killing power.

The courageous and fearless momentum makes the situation change accordingly.

"Little trick!"

Facing such a terrifying and fierce killing wave, Kunpeng's eyes were full of disdain.

He suddenly took a deep breath and spit it out in front of him.

Phew!

The scattered goose feathers and heavy snow obscured the view, rendering the entire Beiming in a flourishing way.

The harsh winter swept across suddenly, freezing the heaven and earth.

The wind and snow are blowing, and everything freezes into dust wherever it goes.

The steaming sea of ​​flowers gradually became shaky in the face of the wind and snow, unable to continue moving forward.

Manjusri's eyes were full of indifference, the surface of his skin shone with brilliant golden light, and a treasure map slowly unfolded behind him.

The treasure map contains the unique elegance of ikebana. At the moment when it is revealed, the shadows of the mountains, rivers, sun and moon and the heaven and earth reflect each other.

The fearless waves of the sea of ​​flowers suddenly change, like drizzle.

The fierce scene on the battlefield attracted comments from countless powerful men.

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching the battle in Beiming.

The radiance of the channel rises and falls one after another, exchanging information and insights with each other.

"What's going on? Aren't Wenshu and Lu Ya always inseparable? Why would they attack the Beiming Monster Clan behind Lu Ya? Is there some secret rumor that I don't know about?"

"Buddhism has been expanding towards the outside world during this period. Not only Beiming, but also Southern Xinjiang and Heavenly Court have their presence. Maybe Manjusri is greedy for power and wants to get the entire Beiming to join his camp, so Kunpeng is aroused

dissatisfaction."

"Kunpeng Demon Master's methods are indeed sophisticated and changeable. Compared with the Lich Calamity of the past, he has not regressed in the slightest, and he has the demeanor of a peak powerhouse at his fingertips. It seems that practicing in Beiming for so many years has not erased his mind.

Instead, he became more determined."

"It goes without saying that among the powerful people who became famous in ancient times, which one can be a wine bag and rice belt? Kunpeng's attainments in ice and snow are already the best in history. It is not that he does not have suitable innate spiritual treasures to assist him. I am afraid that it will be early now.

That’s when I realized the Hunyuan.”

……

While everyone was talking about it, Nuwa's probing eyes quietly landed on Beiming.

Seeing the two strong men who were about to win taking action, Nuwa frowned slightly.

She was thinking about the information collected by the demon clan during this period, and she became more and more curious about this Manjushri Bodhisattva.

"The growth rate of this Golden Immortal of Chanjiao is much faster than I imagined. Now he can fight back and forth with Kunpeng Demon Master. I wonder if there is a strong person behind him as a backer, otherwise the truth will bring him down.

The income is under the command of the Wa Palace."

Nuwa narrowed her eyes slightly and flicked her fingers.

Suddenly, a green lantern floated out.

The green lantern is elegant and unique, exuding a hazy firelight.

Swaying slightly, the refreshing smell of vegetation permeates the entire void.

This taste contains a unique and peaceful taste, which makes Nuwa intoxicated.

Even the chaos and turbulence that was randomly roaring around him became much calmer under the exaggeration of this smell.

The golden colored glaze appeared quietly in front of Nuwa.

Immediately afterwards, the light expanded like a burning flame.

There was a succubus wearing a golden dress, with a face as bright as spring breeze, and she knelt down respectfully in front of Nuwa.

"Empress!"

Hearing the other party's call, Nuwa stretched her body lazily and looked in the direction of Beiming with interest, with a faint smile on her lips.

She waved her hand gently, and a vast amount of power came out, dragging the banshee directly and steadily.

"As far as I know, An Mingshan, the genius of the Phoenix Clan, will go to Beiming to challenge the demons during this period. This guy's temperament is too arrogant and domineering, and he is very likely to meet Lu Ya."

"Empress, save him."

After hearing this, the banshee quickly knelt down on the ground and said with pleading eyes.

She is Nuwa's mount, Golden Phoenix.

The golden phoenix followed the saint, riding in front of the horse and behind the horse, and made many great contributions to Nuwa.

Because of this, she is quite popular with Nuwa.

Jinfeng has always had no desires and pursuits, and has devoted himself to practicing in the chaos for tens of thousands of years.

The only one she can't let go of is An Mingshan, the genius of the Phoenix clan.

An Mingshan is her sister's child.

Today's Feng clan has completely declined and cannot reproduce the glory of ancient times.

Therefore, Jinfeng takes special care of the fresh blood and rewards them with various treasures to assist in their practice.

Although this allowed the younger generation to advance quickly, it also developed their arrogant and domineering temperament, causing them to get into a lot of trouble in the wild.

In the past, it was just small fights, but Jinfeng was able to suppress the disputes with a snap of his fingers.

But he didn't expect that An Mingshan would become extremely arrogant and go to Beiming to find trouble for Lu Ya.

As a remnant of the strong men from ancient times, Jin Feng knew very well how powerful Lu Ya was.

The opponent is not only a quasi-sage strongman who killed three corpses, but also has an endless supply of treasures in his hand. Just the Immortal-killing Flying Knife and the Nail-head Seven Arrows Book, each of which can easily kill Anmingshan thousands of miles away.

Outside.

Facing Jinfeng's pleading, Nuwa shook her head helplessly.

"I can't attack Lu Ya directly, otherwise it will cause the backlash of the three-legged Golden Crow. However, I can lend you the Mountain and River Society Map, hoping to block Lu Ya's killing methods."

"Thank you, saint."

Hearing this, Jin Feng knelt down with tears of gratitude.

The rich and magnificent charm quietly pervades the Wa Palace.

The map of mountains, rivers and society stirred up the situation and changed unpredictable, suddenly appearing in front of Jinfeng.

This treasure map slowly unfolded, and the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars bloomed instantly.

After Jinfeng saw this treasure, her eyes were filled with joy. She quickly pinched the treasure seal and put away the map of mountains, rivers, and country.

Then, Jinfeng activated his escape method and rushed towards Beiming.

The radiance of colored glaze shines on the chaos, making the turbid currents in the void become pure and noble.

Staring at Jinfeng's leaving figure, Nuwa's lips showed a faint smile.

"Lu Ya, the immortal flame trained by the blond hair has a unique ability to suppress your immortal-killing flying knife. Coupled with the defense of Shanhe Shejitu, I wonder what means you can use to face her."

Just when Nuwa's thoughts were racing, the strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire prehistoric world.

Kunpeng's body was torn into pieces by the flower knife.

The hot blood seeps freely into the depths of the Beiliu Ocean, making this holy land full of ice and snow become freezing.

"How is that possible!"

Nuwa suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the battlefield in disbelief, her heart already filled with turmoil.

Not only Nuwa was shocked, but also other powerful people felt incredible.

This is Kunpeng!

The top powerhouse who created Yaowen!

Even Emperor Jun couldn't shake him in the slightest, but now he was killed directly at the hands of Manjusri.

"Oh my god, Manjusri's fighting power is so terrifying."

"No wonder Tathagata and Maitreya want to stay together for warmth. Facing such a powerful opponent, no one has the ability to resist."

"It's just a pity that Kunpeng, after all, was the one who led the prehistoric times to the civilized era."

At this time, Manjusri was covered in blood.

He squinted his eyes lazily and looked up at the sky, with a bright smile on his lips.

"Kunpeng is dead, yet he still doesn't surrender!"


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