"Just Dead"

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling is unbelievable, the prestige is so prestigious, and the demon master Kunpeng, who was the overlord of one party in ancient times, is so easily finished.

This kind of fateful power is too terrifying.

When you encounter yourself, there is absolutely no life or death.

I don't know if there is a possibility of winning in the event of a senior brother Duobao Daoren.

Cao Yi walked out of Kunpeng's body with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

He was mentally prepared for the strength of the little fatalistic technique, and he was not too surprised.

"Michitomo Kamui"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit bowed respectfully.

Unlike before, she was completely convinced.

Cao Yi didn't say anything, and in the bewildered expression of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling, he took out the Fire God Furnace.

As a furnace that has stewed many divine objects and gained many benefits, it has evolved to an unimaginable level from the Fire God Furnace.

However, when Cao Yi put Kunpeng's corpse inside, it couldn't support it anymore from the Fire God Furnace, constantly trembling, the runes wavered, and the Order God Chain collapsed, and it seemed that it would disintegrate in the next second.

Cao Yi thought of something, and as soon as his mind moved, a point of light flew out from Kunpeng's corpse.

It was King Sam who was captured by Kunpeng.

Seeing the corpse of Kunpeng close at hand, King Sam screamed in fright, and then found Cao Yi.

"Michichi"

He was pleasantly surprised.

Cao Yi ignored him, and with supreme divine power, he stabilized the fire god furnace.

Then, the body of Kunpeng was dismantled.

Because, it's really the size of Kun, and it can't be stewed in one pot.

Looking at Kunpeng, whose face was completely unbelievable and bloody, not only King Sam was petrified, but Our Lady of Jin Ling was also petrified.

The former is shock, the latter is fear.

Cao Yi's 'ferocity' towards the enemy made her a little hairy.

I'm afraid that Cao Yi will be tempted and stew with her.

Although she is a saint's apprentice, the flood is too big, and it is difficult to guarantee that she will encounter a few crazy and reckless ones, so she does not dare to make this bet.

Taking a deep breath, she arched her hand and said: "Daoist friend Shenwei is powerful, admire it below, so I won't disturb Daoyou to eat"

Cao Yi turned his head and smiled: "It's better to meet by chance, sit down and eat together."

Our Lady of Jin Ling was stunned for a moment, and then her gaze fell on Kunpeng's corpse.

The flesh of one of the strongest peak golden immortals is not ordinarily attractive to her.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally didn't hold back her greed, thanked her, and sat down.

Cao Yi threw a large piece of meat into the Fire God Furnace, and then extracted some water from a small and silent world, put it into the Fire God Furnace, and then heated it with supreme fire.

It wasn't long before the sound of boiling water came from inside the Vulcan Furnace.

At the same time, a rich aroma of meat wafted out from inside.

The king on the side just sniffed it, and his face turned red.

"It's so uncomfortable"

He yelled and ran out.

Soon, he ran back with a spring breeze on his face.

"My cultivation has improved a lot"

As he spoke, he took another greedy sip.

This time, the reaction was not as big as before.

He took a few more puffs and ran again. His cultivation was too weak, and he didn't dare to leave Cao Yi too far.

Cao Yi fished out a piece of fragrant meat from the Fire God Furnace and threw it to the Holy Mother of Jin Ling, who was sitting opposite.

"Thank you"

Our Lady of Jin Ling owed her body, and a pair of slender jade hands as white as jade held the meat and ate it carefully.

"I'm back again"

Sam came back at a gallop.

This time, he took a bold sip of the soup.

It exploded on the spot.

After finally succeeding in reorganizing his body several times, he attacked indiscriminately while running, venting the excess immortal power in his body.

Cao Yi took out a piece of meat and ate it himself.

For the sake of eating first, soon the Holy Mother of Jin Ling finished eating, and she didn't waste it at all, ran the exercises, and refined it.

Cao Yi thought of something and grabbed it with his hand.

Captured the nine-headed bird, Yelu Zhigu, from the Flood Desolate Continent.

Seeing the corpses of Kunpeng piled up and exuding a strong bloody aura, the nine-headed bird showed a look of surprise.

Unlike Cao Yi and others, she eats it raw.

The ugliness of eating made Cao Yi look sideways.

The nine-headed bird is not a solitary eater, she picked a piece of essence and threw it to Yelu Zhigu, who stood motionless.

In contrast, Jerugius's eating appearance was much better.

The feast lasted for several days before it ended.

It didn't take long for the news of Kunpeng being killed in the Boundary Sea to spread throughout the Divine World through the mouths of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and some great supernatural powers.

A generation of demon clan teachers, peerless powerhouses, just died.

How strong is the person who made the shot?

I don't know how many people speculate.

In the Wa Palace, Nuwa, who was sitting on top of the clouds, opened her phoenix eyes.

The coldness was gone.

As the strongest person in the demon clan, Kunpeng's death is something she doesn't want to see.

Cao Yi, who was about to encounter a saint-level opponent, was drinking tea with a man at the moment.

This man, who is in the dragon pan and has thousands of weather, is the master of the big business, and he is the son of the master. Compared with many years ago, Zishou seems to be a different person.

"Dao Chief, are you really willing to be my Great Shang's national teacher?"

There was a hint of surprise on Zi Shou Junlang's face.

He casually mentioned it just now and asked Cao Yi to go out of the mountain, thinking that Cao Yi would not agree, but he didn't expect Cao Yi to agree without hesitation.

"Hmm"

Cao Yi nodded slightly.

"The Taoist is a master in the world, I will not bother the Taoist with vulgar etiquette, and after I go back, I will directly announce to the world that the Taoist is my great business teacher"

Zishou said solemnly.

After chatting for a while, the son was told to leave.

A few days later, Cao Yi, who was cultivating, opened his eyes, today was the day when Zishou went to the Wa Palace to enter the incense, and it was necessary for him to go.

Nuwa Palace in the world, in the palace.

There was smoke from the incense burner, and the gas was misty, and the civil and military were congratulated with their sons.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up the curtain, revealing the statue of Nuwa inside.

The appearance of the holy statue is Ruili, and the country is beautiful, like a fairy.

Zishou didn't have any fluctuations on his face or in his heart, as the lord of the world who ruled thousands of miles of territory and countless people, and a stunning woman, he didn't know how much he had, how could he do anything crooked about a cold stone.

After reading the congratulatory table as in previous years, he led his ministers away.

After about a quarter of an hour, the light flashed, and a somewhat obscene old man less than six feet tall appeared.

He smiled coldly, waved his hand, and there was an extra poem on the wall on one side: Fengluan Bao's tent scene is very, and it is full of mud and gold makeup. The distant mountains are flying emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow dress.

The pear blossom is delicate with the rain, and the peony cage is smoky and charming. But he has to be enchanting and able to move, and marry back to Changle to serve the king.

He was leaving.

A voice sounded: "Fellow Daoist, please stay"

The old man turned around, his eyes sharp.

The space was torn, and Cao Yi walked out.

The old man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "You are Cao Yi who killed Kunpeng?" ”

"Exactly, I don't know who you are?"

Cao Yi said.

"Quasi-mention"

The old man indifferently spat out a name.

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