"Kunpeng Demon Dao, take your life!"

Su Quan shouted angrily, and the Heaven Mending Technique was unleashed with all his might, and when he waved his hands, mysterious fluctuations spread out one after another, intertwining into strands of crystal thin lines in the sky.

These thin lines were all condensed by the power of the law, like a large net, winding towards the Kunpeng Dao people.

Kunpeng Daoren's face changed slightly, he let out a low roar, transported his mana, and with a sharp wave of his wings, a flickering blue light qi blade shot out. Only a few "Zheng Zheng" soft sounds came out, and the layers of intertwined crystal thin lines were cut off by him.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, the Kunpeng Daoist flapped his wings, and his body was like lightning, jumping out of the huge net intertwined with crystal thin threads, and appeared thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

"Phew!"

At the moment when the Kunpeng Daoist had just left, the god-killing spear had already stabbed at him and pierced his original position. If he was a little slower, he would be pierced by the godkiller spear.

The god-killing spear is the treasure of the Demon Dao, if it is shot, even if it does not die, it will be seriously damaged, leaving an indelible wound on the Great Dao.

"Ahh

Just then, a long whistle came from a distance.

Kunpeng Daoist looked up, only to see a golden streamer rushing from a distance, carrying a monstrous battle intent, the momentum was like a rainbow, and it didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.

The one who came was the one who put it together.

Seeing this, Kunpeng Daoren's face suddenly changed greatly, and his heart sank suddenly, this person took a killing move from him without defense, but he did not suffer a heavy blow, either he had a spirit treasure to defend himself, or he had a body that was not bad for King Kong, no matter which one, it was not good news for him. In addition, there are two other women, one is armed with a god-killing spear, and the other has infinite magic methods, if they fight, they will not be able to please at all.

Thinking of this, the Kunpeng Daoist retreated in his heart, waved his wings, and carried the Kunpeng Vertical and Horizontal Technique, turning into a streamer and fleeing in a hurry.

"Don't chase it." Qi Fang said and stopped the two women who wanted to pursue.

Kunpeng has the fastest speed in the world, and his speed is enough to rank in the top three in the entire flood wilderness, and if he is bent on escaping, it is difficult for anyone to catch up with him.

"Xianggong, are you okay?" Su Quan said with concern.

"A small injury, it's not a big deal." Qi Fang shook his head and said, his body was extremely resilient, and after a few moments, most of his injuries had recovered.

"Kunpeng dared to sneak attack us, this feud has been settled, next time we meet, we must make him look good." Wan Wan said indignantly.

"Three thousand years later, Kunpeng will definitely go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, and then settle accounts with him." Qi Fang said lightly. "There's no need to spend too much thought on him, the most important thing at the moment is to find a place to retreat and cultivate, stabilize your cultivation, and absorb and digest the Great Dao that Hongjun Dao Ancestor said."

"Hmm." The two women nodded.

The three of them immediately found a spiritual mountain, simply opened up a dojo, and began to retreat and cultivate.

……

There is no time for cultivation, and there is no time for the famine.

Before Hongjun Daozu gave the second lecture, the three of them went out one after another. After nearly three thousand years of cultivation, they have completely digested the teachings of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and their cultivation has been greatly improved.

"The fifth turn of the Nine Turns Golden Body Recipe has reached its peak, and the physical defense can be comparable to ordinary innate spirit treasures, except for the offensive best innate spirit treasures and innate treasure treasures, it is difficult for other magic weapons to leave scars on my body."

"The twenty-fourth form of the "Forty-Nine Styles of Opening the Heavens" has been practiced, and with a full blow of the Storm Battle Axe, you can even directly break the defensive innate spirit treasure, but I don't know if you can cut through the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Taishang Laojun." Qi Fang silently destroyed his divine power, and the space of the desolate world vibrated violently under the impact of his divine power, and countless dense small cracks appeared.

At this time, Qi Fang's combat power had reached an unprecedented peak state, and no one under the quasi-saint was invincible. Even if he is a quasi-saint, if he doesn't have a few powerful spirit treasures, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat him.

Su Quan and Wan Wan's strength has also grown by leaps and bounds. Especially Wan Wan, she has completely refined the god-killing spear, and with one shot, it can make the space annihilated. If Kunpeng appeared in front of her again, I am afraid it would be difficult to leave calmly as before.

All the great powers that listened to the Tao in the Zixiao Palace were in retreat and cultivation, and there was a rare calm on the desolate land, which gave the desolate beings a good opportunity to develop.

Among them, the two clans of witches and demons have the fastest development.

During this period, the power of the demon clan has expanded to most of the famine, and young and strong people have emerged in an endless stream, and the old powerhouses, such as the ten demon saints and others, have all advanced to the realm of Daluo, leading their respective tribes to occupy the famous mountains and rivers, and collecting the blank territory after the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans have left.

Compared to the demon clan, the movement of the witch clan is much smaller. Five thousand years ago, the Wu clan was just a few very small primitive tribes, struggling to survive under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestors. After years of development, many great witches have appeared in the Wu tribe, and the population has grown to hundreds of thousands, and the speed of expansion is getting faster and faster, and there are frequent frictions with the demon clan.

Although the low-level forces of the two clans continued to fight, they were generally relatively restrained, and large-scale battles did not occur.

The desolate world is quite calm.

"Bell ......"

A few years later, a crisp bell came from above the nine heavens, and then, the voice of Hongjun Daozu resounded throughout the wilderness: "The hour has come, Zixiao Palace has been opened, and everyone who is destined can come to listen to the sermon." ”

As soon as the voice fell, countless figures rose from the desolate land and flew towards the chaos without stopping, for fear of delaying the time to hear the sermon.

"Let's go, too."

"Okay."

Hearing the voice of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, Qi Fang and the three of them also left the dojo and came to the chaotic world.

This time, they weren't the fastest. First, the seat has been set, and there is no benefit to coming early. Second, the great powers in the flood already knew the benefits of hearing the sermon, and they all rushed to the front, without the slightest hesitation, and flew up like a fire burning their butts, and they all rushed in front of them.

In the chaos, Qi Fang saw a lot of people who were alive, and many of them only had the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, and in order to listen to the Taoist ancestor's preaching, he was willing to risk his life and rushed into the chaotic space.

"Zixiao Palace is not so easy to go to, this time, I don't know how many Taiyi Golden Immortals will fall in the Chaos World." Qi sighed with confidence, but he didn't say anything to admonish.

Because no one will listen to his advice, and hinder others as if they were killing their parents.

These people have lost their minds, and the choices they make can only be borne by themselves.

It didn't take long for the three of Qi Fang to come to Zixiao Palace, and as far as the eye could see, the hall was already full of people, most of them were the same people who heard the sermon last time, and there were few unfamiliar faces.

The Kunpeng Dao people sat upright in the second row, only behind the six Heavenly Saints. When Qi Fang came in, he turned his head to look, his eyes full of gloomy colors.

Qi Fang just glanced at him lightly, then ignored it and sat down in a corner.