It turned out that the five quasi-saints who stayed in the early stage were counting on many guys from the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal to be cannon fodder, so they beat soy sauce to see if they could fish in troubled waters.

But at this moment, they have become the weakest guys present, and it is clear that they have become the cannon fodder, how can they still stay?

"Ahem......"

Seeing this scene, a monk in the middle stage of the quasi-saint suddenly coughed as well.

"Hey, fellow Daoists, don't go any further, otherwise wouldn't I be calling people for nothing? The Hongmeng purple gas of the poor road is still waiting for you to get it! ”

The Golden Horn Daoist suddenly spoke, and at the same time, a powerful coercion swept out, directly locking the qi of everyone present!

"Shouting? Are you secretly calling someone? ”

Kunpeng asked incredulously, and at this point he suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart.

It's not just him, it's everyone else.

Originally, they all had the idea of fighting to see if there was a chance to snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi of the Golden Horn Dao people, but at this moment, they suddenly regretted it.

They scanned around with some trepidation, but found nothing hidden in the village.

"He's bluffing, don't let him fool you!" The palm of the eastern prince flashed, and his inferior innate treasure "Wang Gong's crutch" appeared in his palm.

However, before he could finish speaking, he saw a huge crack suddenly open in the void.

"I thought it would be a bloody battle, a great battle, but I didn't expect that there would be just a few big fish and small shrimp."

A three-zhang tall burly body walked out of the crack, and saw that the inferior innate spirit treasure prince was like nothing, as if he was grabbing a little chicken, and grabbed the neck of the eastern prince and lifted it up directly.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh......" saw that the prince of the east only cared about kicking his legs, but he seemed so powerless, and let one spell after another bombard the burly body, but he couldn't shake the other party at all.

The scene was particularly comical, but none of the people present could laugh.

However, before they could react, the same four spatial cracks suddenly appeared.

"Run!"

The other three reacted in an instant, and quickly used their magic powers to escape.

I saw that when Li Shan's old mother was tearing through the space, she was suddenly wrapped in a golden divine dragon that appeared out of thin air, and it was difficult to move a bit.

And the Styx Ancestor had already sacrificed the two swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Bi, and he was about to control the sword light to escape, but he was trapped by a green branch sticking out of the spatial crack, and no matter how hard he exerted his strength, he couldn't break free at all. Even if you slash at that branch with two great divine swords, you can't hurt it at all.

Among the three, Kunpeng is the fastest.

Almost the moment the spatial crack appeared, he turned into a golden-winged Dapeng that covered the sky and the sun, with a body of hundreds of miles, and in an instant, he had already escaped into the desolate world, hundreds of millions of miles away from Zixiao Palace.

However, just when he thought he had escaped, he saw a sea of red fire suddenly flood out of the void, submerging tens of thousands of miles of space.

And in the boundless sea of fire, a divine kun wrapped in flames swam up, seemingly slow, but only in the middle of a thought, it had already come to Kunpeng's side.

"This ...... There is a second Kunpeng in heaven and earth? Kunpeng was stunned, although that Kunpeng was very different from him, but he sensed the breath in his blood, and he was definitely from the same source as himself.

However, as soon as his shock appeared, the Flame God Kun turned into a golden-winged Dapeng that was indistinguishable from him, and countless flames in the space were also swallowed into its abdomen, and then overflowed from its body, wrapping around the pair of huge wings with a wingspan of three thousand miles.

"Boy, the speed is good, but it's a pity that it's a little bit worse!"

The Dapeng spoke, and a pair of sharp claws tightly grabbed the Dapeng that Kunpeng had turned into.

The hundred-mile-long golden-winged roc transformed by Kunpeng is like a little sparrow being grabbed by a giant eagle under the claws of this golden-winged dapeng with a wingspan of three thousand miles.

In an instant, Kunpeng was captured outside the Zixiao Palace.

The four quasi-saint late-stage powerhouses couldn't even escape, so they were all taken down by the four mysterious powerhouses who suddenly appeared!

As for the dozen or so quasi-saint mid-stage guys, they couldn't move at all under the suppression of the aura of the Golden Horn Dao people.

Di Jun and Taiyi looked at this scene, and only felt that they were simply dreaming, everything around them seemed so unreal, this Golden Horn Daoist, there were actually four super powers behind him who were not weaker than him?

Both of them repented of their bowels, if they hadn't chosen to watch from the sidelines, but instead had thousands of Golden Horn Dao people and stood in the same camp as him, then maybe they would have been able to win over five super powers!

Even if you can't win them over, you can definitely win their favor.

It's just that now, I'm afraid that if I don't offend the Golden Horn Daoist, I'm already thankful.

"You...... Who the hell are you? ”

Kunpeng, the Eastern Prince, the Old Mother of Li Shan, and the Ancestor of the River Styx were all suppressed honestly, and none of them remained.

"Well, there are a few gatekeepers and cleaners on my Penglai Island, are you willing to make an oath and go back with me?"

The Golden Horn Daoist stepped out in one step, not caring about the four of Kunpeng, but came to the side of the dozen or so quasi-saint mid-stage monks.

When these dozen or so people heard what the Golden Horn Daoist said, their faces sank, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

Making a great vow and surrendering to others is almost equivalent to being a slave for eternity, and there is no possibility of turning over.

"Golden Horn Daoist, Poor Dao doesn't mean to offend, it's just that he left a little late......"

"Poor Dao has no offense, and I ask the Golden Horn Daoist to raise your noble hand and let me go...... This kindness will be remembered forever! ”

They hurriedly begged for mercy, after all, no one wanted to be a slave who had lost their freedom, and no one wanted to die.

However, in the face of everyone's pleading, the face of the Golden Horn Daoist, who was always smiling, suddenly turned cold: "I don't care so much, if anyone doesn't swear to surrender, I will let him be wiped out, and he will never be able to live forever!" ”

The tone is domineering and direct, without a trace of beating around the bush, if you don't surrender, you will die!

"Golden Horn Daoist, we are all born with great luck, if you kill us, you will be riddled with karma! You have to think twice! A mid-saint monk suddenly shouted.

The rest of the people listened to his words, and the fear and entanglement in their hearts suddenly weakened a lot.

"Yes, there are more than a dozen of us, all of them are people of heaven, he doesn't dare to kill us......"

However, the Golden Horn Daoists would not be as indecisive as they thought.

"I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin...... Also, you are afraid that you don't know what the coffin is. ”

The Golden Horn Daoist was not angry, but smiled.

It's just that while the smile bloomed, a pair of big hands calmly stretched out and pressed on the top of the head of the quasi-saint mid-stage monk who was shouting earlier without hesitation!