The cultivation of the witch god is getting more and more advanced, and Lao Kunpeng also feels a sense of crisis.

If it weren't for the fact that it was hiding in the Immortal Venerable Space, with the protection of the Heavenly Thunder Immortal Ding in his hands, and the suppression of the Immortal Venerable Space, I am afraid that he would have died in the hands of this witch god in a few faces.

If the witch god can reach the level of the old master, I am afraid that he will be able to tear apart the immortal space and suppress the world rules here, and at that time, he will have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth, and he will not be able to escape from the palm of the witch god no matter what.

After all, the Immortal Venerable Space is no longer the Immortal Venerable Space of the past, after the primeval battle, it was already broken and crumbling, and after so many years of erosion, it has been damaged quite seriously, and some perverted Heavenly Dao Saints have been able to tear apart the Immortal Venerable Space and easily enter and exit it.

"I hope to find the inheritor as soon as possible, but fortunately, there is still a long time, and it is quite difficult for the witch god to break through to that step."

Old Kunpeng sighed, after guarding it for so many years, it didn't want its master's legacy to end up in the hands of others. Fortunately, about the secret of the Heavenly Thunder Immortal Ding, only the witch god should know about it at present, and the witch god will definitely not easily tell others about such a thing, and he should be able to be at peace for a while.

After all, if this secret had been spread and attracted some perverted Heavenly Dao Saints, the Heavenly Thunder Immortal Ding would have been snatched away long ago.

Thinking of this, Lao Kunpeng's gaze slowly looked down, and Mo asked where he was.

At this time, Mo Wen was standing stiffly in place, not daring to move, for fear that his actions would attract the attention of those terrifying beings.

However, the more he wanted to keep a low profile, the more he couldn't keep a low profile.

A ray of light condensed in front of him, and an old man slowly appeared, this old man had a rickety body, white hair and white beard, and his long silver hair dragged long on the ground. The aura on his body was very peaceful, like an ordinary old man.

But when Mo Wen saw this old man, his face was tense, and he didn't dare to breathe, and he recognized it at a glance that this old man had the breath of the Kunpeng. There is no doubt that this old man is an extra-body Dharma body condensed by Kunpeng.

"What's your name?" Old Kunpeng looked at Mo Wen gently, like a kind old man.

"The junior's name is Mo Wen." Mo Wen didn't dare to slack off, and bowed and saluted.

Old Kunpeng nodded and said, "If you can enter the Heavenly Thunder Immortal Ding, it means that you have passed the initial test, and now you will be given a great opportunity, it depends on whether you can win it." ”

"A great opportunity?"

Mo Wen was slightly stunned, the existence of Lao Kunpeng said that it was a great opportunity, what a big chance it must be!

"However, your cultivation is too low now, and you are not qualified to fight for this opportunity, so after you break through to the Great Dao Realm, you will come to me."

As he spoke, Old Kunpeng stretched out his hand a little further, and a thunder rune penetrated into Mo Wen's eyebrows, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Waiting for the opportunity to cultivate to the Great Dao Realm to be qualified to come and fight, Mo Wen couldn't help but gasp, and wanted to ask something more, but Old Kunpeng didn't give him this opportunity.

"Let's go, let's go. In the future, if you break through to the Great Dao Realm, you can use this rune to come here again, I hope you can go that far, and I hope you can succeed. ”

As soon as Lao Kunpeng's words fell, the whole person slowly disappeared, and the next moment, the sky was spinning in the Thunder Ancient Domain, and the entire heaven and earth were undergoing tremendous changes, and a hole appeared behind Mo Wen, which threw him out in an instant.

At the same time, the same situation was happening in all corners of the Thunder Ancient Domain, but all the immortal cultivators who entered the Thunder Ancient Domain were all thrown out, without exception, and after a while, the entire Thunder Ancient Domain was completely closed.

"I hope that in the next time, I can meet a few better inheritors." A sigh echoed through the silent Thunder Ancient Domain.

In fact, Mo asked this young man Kunpeng not very optimistically, and the way he entered the Heavenly Thunder Immortal Ding was also a bit tricky, not an upright way. In such a situation, if it had been placed in the past, Lao Kunpeng would definitely not give him this opportunity. But now, time is running out, and this young man can enter the Tianlei Immortal Ding by mistake, maybe it is a trace of fate in the underworld.

However, Lao Kunpeng never thought that Mo Wen could succeed, from the ancient times to the present, there have been too many talented people, but without exception, they all failed. The most recent immortal cultivator was still tens of millions of years ago, and he hadn't even broken through the Great Dao Realm before he died.

The threshold of energy has not been reached, and this is already the most failed of the successors he has chosen.

……

A dark palace, this is not a battlefield of ancestral witches, nor is it a witch god realm, not even any of the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

Under the starry sky, a slender figure slowly walked out of the darkness, the light around him was constantly distorted, making it impossible to see his face, only a pair of bright eyes into the stars, slowly staring at the night sky.

On the pavilion in front of the palace, there was another figure, which was also blurred, and could only be faintly distinguished as a graceful woman, dressed in a luxurious black and gold palace dress, like a noble ghost in the darkness.

"Failed again?"

A touching female voice sounded in the dark night, and just hearing its voice was pleasing to the eye and refreshed.

"That old Kunpeng is very smart, and his cultivation is not simple."

The slender figure said lightly, there is no doubt that he is the witch god, the king of the witch god world. It's just that who is that palace woman, who dares to talk to the witch god like this.

"The rule suppression of the Immortal Venerable Space is still too strong, and that old Kunpeng is very smart, not only does he know these rules, but he can also use those rules against me."

"Justification? This is not the way of the strong. The woman in the palace said lightly.

The witch god looked at the starry sky and said no more, and the whole palace fell silent again.

"You should know that we don't have much time left." After a long time, the voice of the woman in the palace dress slowly sounded.

"Give me another 10 million years, and I will definitely be able to suppress that old Kunpeng." A flash of sharpness flashed in the witch god's pupils, with his talent, as long as he had enough time, he would be able to bypass the suppression of the Immortal Venerable space and capture the old Kunpeng alive.

"Do you think we have 10 million years to go? Judging from the recent reactions from all walks of life, "they" are ready to move again, they have been silent for so many years, and no one knows what kind of situation will happen when they appear again. Moreover, calculate the time, the little master is about to be born, the general trend of the world is like this, who do you ask to give you time? ”

"If you can't do it, then I'll have to ask someone else for help." The palace woman sighed, emotionally speaking, she was naturally more inclined to the witch god, and the witch god had put enough effort into this, if it wasn't a last resort, she wouldn't ask others to do it at all.

(To be continued.) )