The first ** Kunpeng supported the saints to stand in line

Let's say that the second leader of the Western Sect broke Huang Shiren's chaotic Hongmeng fire, Wang Ba's anger suddenly rose, and the Seven Treasures and Wonderful Trees in his hands were smashed all the way, that is, Huang Shiren had the twenty-four Immortal Lotus Platforms, and he couldn't resist it, and he was about to be smashed into pulp, and at the critical moment, a deep voice sounded behind Huang Shiren, which made Huang Shiren's heart happy.

Rub, here comes the savior. Still a big fish!

Those who can talk to Zhun Ti like this must be cultivated as a saint, could it be through the sky?

No, the old man's voice wasn't so gloomy.

Huang Shiren hurriedly turned his face, but he was stunned.

I saw a person standing in mid-air ten zhang away behind him, dressed in black and robed, with long hair fluttering, a thin figure, and a pair of yin owl eyes staring at Zhun Ti, showing his murderous aura.

It's none other than the generation of demon master Kunpeng who Huang Shiren hugged his thigh in Chentangguan back then!

"Kunpeng?" the quasi-Daoist looked at Kunpeng, his lips trembling.

"Senior!" Huang Shiren flew over as soon as he slipped through the smoke, came to Kunpeng, grabbed Kunpeng's arm, and cried bitterly: "Senior! Why did you come! I want to die!"

This thing has a handful of snot and tears, and while crying, he wipes his snot on Kunpeng's body, which can make Kunpeng disgusting enough.

While crying, Huang Shiren, a slut, muttered in his heart: Didn't Kunpeng be a consultant to Haotian in the Heavenly Court, how could he have the kung fu to come to the Western Sect.

"Senior, why are you here?" Huang Shiren blew his nose and said.

Kunpeng looked at the frustrated face in front of him, and couldn't help laughing: "Why can't the old man come?"

Huang Shiren smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I know, I am so handsome, so hanging, we are a little strange flower in the demon world, how can my predecessors be willing to die." ”

When Kunpeng heard this, he almost spit it out and said, "You slut, one tongue can say that all saints are dead." ”

"The seniors have won awards, if so, can you be so presumptuous about this product?"

"Okay, I won't interfere with you, the old man came because he was entrusted by his benefactor. Kunpeng laughed.

"Entrusted?" Huang Shiren couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

Kunpeng's benefactor, a good ...... for me Could it be!?

Looking at Huang Shiren's eyes, Kunpeng nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Kunpeng was an extremely stubborn and arrogant person countless years ago, and the one who was able to let him save Huang Shiren and Kunpeng still received his life was probably no one except Lu Zhudao.

Master...... Huang Shiren thought of Lu Quan's cheap appearance, and his heart was so warm that he couldn't do it.

It's really a father and son soldier who fights in the war, in this world, in addition to the master, how many people are good to themselves?

"You killed all those people?" Kunpeng folded his hands behind his back and looked at the dead and wounded disciples of the Western Sect at his feet.

"That's a must. ”

"You burned all these mountains?"

"Others don't have this domineering!"

"You destroyed the Western Sect Altar?"

"It's down there!"

Hahahaha! Kunpeng stretched out his finger, nodded Huang Shiren, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

After laughing, he nodded vigorously: "Damn it, cool!"

Huang Shiren loves to hear this.

Damn, this thing is really the taste of my old yellow. Not bad!

Thinking about this Kunpeng, before the Dragon Han Tribulation was one of the best figures in the fairy world, after the Long Han Tribulation, the demon clan was slaughtered and plummeted, among them, he knew the means of Western teaching, in the fairy world, in addition to the goods of Yuan Shi Tianzun, Zhun Ti and Zhi were the people Kunpeng hated the most, and now seeing the "promising youth" Huang Shiren of the demon clan to do this vote, Kunpeng was both happy and appreciative in his heart.

Huang Shiren's goods, although he is a little cheap, but he is surprisingly bold, don't say that he is a small big Luo Zhenxian, that is, himself, I am afraid he will not be able to do such a thing.

"The old man asked you, why did you make this vote?" said Kunpeng with a smile. ...,

Huang Shiren glanced at Kunpeng.

"For your great cause of becoming a god?"

Huang Shiren continued to roll his eyes.

"For your Taoist expansion territory?"

Huang Shiren really didn't bother to pay attention to Kunpeng, and pointed to Zhun Ti and said: "Senior, the woman who took the goods!"

"You slaughtered the Western Sect and went against two saints, just for one woman?" Kunpeng's jaw almost dropped.

"Senior, isn't this reason enough?" said Huang Shiren with a smile.

"Your mother! Good boy! For a woman who dares to be a saint, your style is one-ten-thousandth of what I did Kunpeng back then!" Kunpeng was happy, and the more he looked at Huang Shiren, the more he liked it, and said loudly: "Okay, don't worry, your woman is wrapped in the old man!"

"Die! What kind of bastard are you talking about! What kind of woman is wrapped around you!?" Huang Shiren was about to have a seizure when he opened his eyes.

Kunpeng's old face turned red and said, "It's wrong, it's wrong." The old man means, your woman, the old man wants to come for you!How?!"

"That's done. Huang Shiren pointed to Zhun Ti and said to Kunpeng: "Senior, don't be stunned, hurry up!"

Two sluts, one old and one young, are chirping crookedly here, and the quasi-Daoist has long been as big as a drum over there.

Dealing with Huang Shiren has already given him a headache, this thing is like a fly, it doesn't stop dying, why is there a Kunpeng in a blink of an eye!

There are only a handful of people who can make the quasi-Daoist put it in their eyes, but they are only a few saints, the master of Zixiao Palace, and a land pressure. But if it was said that it made his heart palpitate, there was only one person, and that was Kunpeng in front of him.

Countless years ago, the reputation of Kunpeng's first black-hearted person in the world was well known, this thing's tenacious temper, in addition to being black-hearted, is also a bull's horn, if he is entangled with him, it can be regarded as a dog skin plaster for a lifetime.

A quasi-Daoist can look down on Huang Shiren, but he can't look down on Kunpeng.

A generation of demon masters, not blown out of kraft candy.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, do you want to stand up for this slut?" said coldly as the quasi-Daoist held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

"Exactly, how?" Kunpeng and Zhun Ti spoke, concisely and to the point.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, count it up, you and I are old friends, your hundreds of millions of years of Taoism, I and my senior brother are very respected, why bother to fight against this little slut and our Western teachings? For the sake of our senior brothers, but let me be this slut, let's go back and invite you to tea, how about it?" Facing Kunpeng, the quasi-Daoist had to pull down his face.

"I'm here!" Kunpeng spat out far away, opened his eyes and said: "Who the hell is friends with you! Zhun Ti, in the catastrophe back then, you fucking said that you would cooperate with us, but you secretly became a spy of the mixed yuan, and stabbed me in the back, and countless sons died in the hands of you and your cheap brother, and the old man hasn't settled this account with you!

It's not a shame, he was scolded by Kunpeng so much that he was bloody, and the quasi-Daoist still had a smile on his face: "Hehe, Kunpeng Daoyou, that's all about Chen Sesame and rotten grain." Back then, Senior Brother and I also regretted it, but you also know that who would dare to disobey the will of Zixiao Palace? This account is counted as what the Western Sect owes you, so if you can buy face today, the Western Sect will definitely support your affairs from now on, and your situation is also clear, and you will be reduced to a subordinate ......of the Mixed Yuan."

"Die!" Kunpeng was naturally short-tempered, and was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"Who in the world doesn't know that my Kunpeng will be avenged and revenge will be chased! This account can't be calculated!" After speaking, Kunpeng pointed at Huang Shiren and said: "This slut is really unpleasant, but he is a member of my demon clan, today you want to kill him, walk over my corpse, don't talk so much nonsense, Liang guy!"

After saying that, Kunpeng shook his hand, and the Eastern Emperor Zhong came out brilliantly, covering the sky for a long time, and even the Zhun Ti also fell under the big bell. ...,

The East Emperor Zhong came out, and the old face was blue.

He is a saint is good, and the Seven Treasure Miao Tree in his hand is a congenital-level magic weapon, but in the face of this Eastern Emperor Bell, which was famous all over the world before the Dragon and Han Tribulations, the Quasi-Tidao people definitely did not have the courage to fight.

The shadow of the tree, the name of the person, the caterpillar of Xiao Ming's family, the heroes and heroes who died under the Donghuang Bell, how many there are, Zhun Ti can never say, but the power of the Donghuang Bell, he saw it with his own eyes back then!

"Why do you have to force each other hard!" The quasi-Daoist held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, trembling in his heart, but he also had to face it hard.

"The old man still likes to force each other, what's the matter, look at my Donghuang Bell!" Kunpeng waved his hand, and the Donghuang Bell made a loud bang, and the heavens and the earth shook, shaking the surrounding mountains and rivers countless times!

"Kunpeng Daoyou! Do it slowly!" Just as Kunpeng Zhun Ben and Zhun Ti were stumbling, a streamer came out, and the streamer fell, revealing the figure of a Taoist.

This Taoist person, dressed in a white robe, with white hair and beard, sits on top of the Golden Lotus of Twelve Grades of Merit, extremely solemn, and is the leader of the Western Sect to guide the Taoist!

In the end, no matter how Nuwa Niangniang held it, she didn't listen, and rushed towards the nest, along the way, but seeing the corpses and bones like a mountain, a piece of bliss in the past turned into scorched ashes, so angry that the five spirit gods hit the top, and when they reached the main altar, they saw their junior brother Zhun Ti and Kunpeng stumbling to death, and Huang Shiren was still standing behind Kunpeng, although he wondered in his heart, he also guessed seven or eight points.

The heart is like stopping water, and the fairy world is famous, but it doesn't mean that he is a nerd. Kunpeng's means, he knows, and he understands the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell even better. It should be possible to join forces with Zhun Ti and kill Kunpeng, but once the fight starts, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation, and maybe you will have to hang one on your side. Now that the Western Sect has been killed, its vitality has been greatly damaged, and if there is no one more sect leader, the hope of prosperity will be completely gone.

We must first stabilize Kunpeng and find an opportunity to do it again!

As soon as Huang Shiren saw the lead, the chrysanthemum tightened.

It's over, it's over, it's over, even if it's Kunpeng, it's not the opponent of these two saints!

Thief God, I'm only for my Jiu'er, have you come up with so many masters!?

The slut was here worried, but he saw a few streamers coming from the east.

"Brother Kunpeng, don't do it. ”

"Zhun Ti, take the lead, if you touch Huang San's finger, I will be furious!"

"Nezha, who hurt my Nezha!"

Huang Shiren was blinded by dementia.

Rub! It's really a thief who touched the black coal kiln, and his eyes are full of fucking thick strips!

This time, it's lively!

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