Li Tong, who had a calm face, slowly walked out from behind the two saints, and looked at the two people who appeared in the distance with interest.

"This, the one who steps on the blood-colored lotus platform and carries two swords on his back should be the Styx Ancestor."

"The one next to it is the demon master Kunpeng, there is no doubt about it."

Pairing such characters with the simple images in his mind one by one, he just found it extremely interesting.

At this time, there is quite an illusion of playing the world.

Looking at the actions of the two with a little smile, Li Tong did not make any waves in his heart.

After all, he knew very well what kind of existence a saint was in the hearts of many quasi-saints in the desolate world.

While in awe of its strength, it is also always wanted to replace it.

The demon master Kunpeng, who couldn't guess what Li Tong's identity was, suppressed the surprise and doubts in his heart for the time being, as if he had a heart.

At the same time as the Styx Ancestor, he felt a little bad about the arrival of the saint.

Now that the Eastern Emperor Bell has been born, it can attract the Tongtian Sect Master Yu Nuwa Niangniang to come together.

Then let's ask, in the next time, will the many saints who meditate and preach on the Yellow Court also come!

The Yuan Shi Tianzun in the Eight Views Palace, the Taishang Taoist in the Jade Void Palace.

And the two shameless saints in the far west, wouldn't they also come here?

Do you have thoughts about this sudden birth of the Eastern Emperor Bell?

As soon as they thought of this, both Kunpeng and Styx felt a sense of heaviness and bitterness in their hearts.

The two glanced at each other, and a mysterious exchange of divine consciousness ensued.

If the saints come one after another, then if the two of them want to mix in the battle for the Eastern Emperor Bell, they will definitely not be able to fight separately.

Only by joining forces can we form a force of our own and have a glimmer of hope in the mediation of many parties.

But the Styx Ancestor lowered his eyes and glanced at the empress who was standing indifferently at the bottom of the river that day, and then at Li Tong who was standing with the two saints.

A bad feeling rose in my heart, and I felt a burst of surprise:

"Could it be that the two saints want to help this storyteller and win the Eastern Emperor Bell?"

"Or is it the storyteller who wants to help one of the saints take it?"

However, no matter which one of the two, it was enough to surprise him!

If that's the case, the strength of their group is too terrifying!

If others do not unite, how can they contend with them?

Styx's mind was full of thoughts, and he thought that his thoughts were probably true.

After all, what a treasure the Eastern Emperor Bell is!

Even the sect leader and Nuwa Niangniang, who have been saints for a long time, are ordinary and unmoved by external objects.

In the face of the innate treasure, I am afraid it is difficult to endure such a temptation.

If someone came forward and said he didn't want it, Styx Ancestor would never believe it.

I can't say it, he will stand up and laugh at the first time:

"You fart!"

In the depths of the Tianhe, the Black Emperor, who had already noticed the movement of the outside world, grinned and secretly spoke.

Duan De was the same, his originally red face also became a little pale.

This treasure was clearly found by his own ability, how could he have imagined that it would attract so many strong people.

Seeing the terrifying momentum circulating on the two of them, he couldn't help but shrink behind the empress again.

He still has the self-knowledge of being a human being, and a top powerhouse like this probably doesn't need to officially notice his existence, just the aftermath of the battle is enough to crush them to death.

After a period of fighting, Duan De can be regarded as understanding the level of the powerhouse in this desolate world.

Right now, the people who call themselves Kunpeng and Styx are even more powerful people in the first-tier powerhouse of the Flood World.

It is the existence that has achieved the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood!

And above them is undoubtedly the six saints and the Dao Ancestor above the saints.

The Black Emperor looked at the extremely terrifying figures on the heavenly dome, and his horror rose even more unpleasantly.

whispered to Duan De on the side: "Tell me, the movement of this baby's birth is too big, I'm afraid it's troublesome now." ”

"Originally, I thought that this treasure could fall into my hands and let me play for a while, but now it seems that I can't keep it."

"I just don't know, Li Xiaozi is strong enough to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and snatch this treasure among many strong people."

Duan De was also unhappy, he made a lot of effort to hunt for treasure this time, but at the moment, the more likely result was that he was busy in vain, and Mao couldn't get it.

I also have to sit and watch the treasure I dug up and be snatched by others.

In the past, he robbed other people's treasures, but today he turned it over

Such a mood, how uncomfortable!

Immediately, he also said fiercely:

"Tianzun, who is immeasurably pinched by his grandmother's legs, I hope that this treasure can fall into the hands of Li Xiaozi and save others cheaply."

"Humph!"

A man and a dog were talking energetically, when they suddenly heard a cold snort with a little unhappiness in front of them.

The frightened two hurriedly silenced and did not dare to speak again.

There is no way, the safety of his family at this time is protected by the empress, and he can't make her angry.

lest the time comes, the empress herself will leave and throw the two of them in this whirlpool.

Wouldn't that put the little sheep in the wolves?

His fate is destined to be the bones gone.

The two hid behind the empress in a daze and no longer communicated.

And the empress also seemed to be waiting for something deliberately, and was not in a hurry to go deep into the East Imperial Palace, holding the treasure that was close at hand in her palm.

Just stood here indifferently and watched the outside world surge.

At the same time, a brilliant rainbow light flashed outside the sky, and the blazing qi machine swept in instantly, causing the Tianhe water that had calmed down to boil again.

It is as if another round of the Great Sun manifested in the Great Luo Tian, and the two days are high.

An incomparably handsome three-legged golden jade wrapped in the true fire of the sun appeared on the heavenly dome.

"That's?"

The Styx Ancestor's eyes condensed slightly, and he said with a little surprise:

"Three-legged golden crow!"

"Oh, yes, after this little bird escaped the catastrophe, he was sheltered by the two Westerners, and he has been practicing there and has not gone out."

He reacted, this kind of thing is not a secret among the great supernatural powers of the Flood Desolation.

It's just that I didn't expect that these ten golden crows would come so quickly!

However, since the Golden Crow has appeared, there is no reason for the rest of the Western Sect not to use his name to get involved.

For the two Western saints who usually have nothing to do with it and have to make up for it, the current situation is really better.

Demon Master Kunpeng watched Lu Jian arrive, and a look of contempt flashed in his long slanted eyes.

But in the next moment, his expression changed and he greeted him with a smile:

"Demon Master Kunpeng, I have seen His Royal Highness the Tenth Prince!"

The glorious sun dissipated the divine light, turning into a young man in simple clothes, with a very strange gourd hanging from his waist, which was the famous flying knife of cutting immortals.

Lu Jian indifferently got off the clouds, first saw the two saints, and then looked at Kunpeng and said unhappily:

"Lord Kunpeng, I still respect you as my master, but the affairs of the demon clan have become a thing of the past, and they have dissipated like a cloud."

"There is no longer the tenth prince of Jinwu in the wilderness, only Lu Zhudao people."

"Huh!"

As soon as these words came out, Nuwa Niangniang, who was still a little surprised to see him appear, couldn't help but glance at it.

To have such an awareness now, it is obvious that you have really let go of the past.

In this way, it is impossible to say that there will be some achievements in the future.

When Kunpeng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said again:

"The prince's words are serious, although the glory of the demon clan is not there today, but now if we can regain the treasure of His Majesty the Eastern Emperor in the past."

"One day, the crown prince will definitely be able to regain control of the heavenly court and restore the former glory of our demon clan!"

Listening to the words of the Kunpeng Daoist, Lu Zhuan Daoist only felt a laugh in his heart.

He is no longer the little golden crow who only knows how to play under the protection of his father and brother in the past!

Such a simple incitement words, just want him to stand with him?

But it's too underestimated.

Lu Zhudao shook his head slightly, not taking his words to heart.

Demon Master Kunpeng's words were high-sounding and righteous words, as if they were spoken from the perspective of an absolute supporter of the Golden Crow.

But in fact, Lu Jian knew very well in his heart that this was just an attempt to use his unwillful words.

Thinking about why Kunpeng joined the Demon Clan Heavenly Court back then, wasn't it that he was suppressed by the Demon Emperor with absolute force, making it appear to be obedient.

But in his heart, he didn't have the slightest sense of identity with the demon clan's heavenly court!

Reviving the Heavenly Court?

It's ridiculous.

Even Lu Zhudaoren, who is the son of Emperor Jun, has already given up such an unrealistic idea, and all he wants now is to retrieve the Eastern Emperor Bell.

In other words, if you can't capture it, you will be satisfied with the next best thing to obtain a trace of true spirit that may exist in the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

However, if the East Emperor Bell is really empty.

That can only be attributed to the destiny of heaven, and perhaps this is not yet the time for his uncle's return.

Lu Zhudao people will turn around and return to the West, and they will not be able to cultivate diligently.

Waiting for his body to have great mana, he can reverse time and space to capture a wisp of qi from the past, and then fish out his father, brother, and uncle from the long river of time.

He believed that as long as one was alive, everything was possible.

At the same time, there was an extremely terrifying aura from outside the sky of Da Luo.

The momentum of the pinnacle of the quasi-saint swept towards Kunpeng and Styx unabashedly, and the charm inside was self-evident.

And the moment they noticed such momentum, Kunpeng and Styx suddenly changed color and smiled bitterly.

This time the competition for treasures has been unexpected.

Then I thought that now there was another big problem.

The two of them, who were aware of the identity of the arrival, suddenly felt bad in their hearts.

The existence in front of him probably didn't come for the sake of this Eastern Emperor Bell.

Instead, he decided that the two of them would definitely come here to fight, and he only came to prevent them from getting it.

After all, before the ancient times, there was a karmic entanglement between this and the demon master Kunpeng and the Styx Ancestor.

Even now, it is still not completely liquidated.

Sure enough, the moment the man revealed his figure, he couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, his sleeves spread.

Suddenly, a powerful attraction that seemed to devour the heavens and the earth came from it.

Facing the two Kunpeng, he walked away without hesitation.

When Fang Fang met, it was a merciless fight.

It is conceivable how bad the relationship between them is.

What kind of strong grudge can make Zhen Yuanzi come to this Daluo Tianzhong thousands of miles away, not for treasures, but to destroy the thoughts of Kunpeng and the others.

With a lot of money in his sleeves, Zhen Yuanzi came out with hatred, naturally condensing his countless mana.

Immediately, with a bit of helplessness and headache, the Styx Ancestor raised the two swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Bi together, slashing out a sky-high sword qi.

Cut off the sleeve of the town Motoko directly.

And that colossal attraction was to swallow the sword qi into it, knead and crush it, and turn it into nothing.

It was just a momentary collision, but it caused the entire Da Luo Tian to tremble. Even the whole desolate land was shaking.

The Great Heavenly Venerable who was sitting in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and watching all this dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so he could only stiffen his face, revealing a coldness.

And this is just a tentative blow from the two quasi-saint peaks, and they have not really let go of the hand and foot battle, so they have such a power.

It is conceivable that the saints who are far beyond the quasi-saints have raised countless chips, if they really cause a great war in the flood famine.

I am afraid that this side of the world is difficult to carry such a terrifying power.

If you don't get torn apart, that is, you haven't fought to the end, and there is still a trace of concern.

It wasn't until the aftermath of all this dissipated that Zhen Yuanzi's figure really leaked out in front of everyone.

Li Tong looked curiously at the not far in front of him, the existence of this famous person who had only heard his name but had not seen him, and he only felt that it was not bad.

I saw that he wore a crown of purple and gold hair on his head, had a long flowing beard, and held a book with no handwriting.

But it is the book from the earth that the fetal membrane of the earth!

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi no longer continued to move, the Styx Ancestor withdrew the two swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Bi, snorted coldly, and said:

"After such a long time, how can Zhenyuanzi Daoyou still look like this, as soon as they meet, they will have a big fight, so they can't sit down and you and I Daoyou and a few people have a good exchange?"

He said like this, looking a little lacking in confidence.

If Styx did the most regretful and most loss-making thing, it was to do the red cloud with Kunpeng in the first place.

As a result, not only was the opportunity to become holy: a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi was not obtained, but also a commotion.

Although he relied on the two swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Nose, killing people does not touch cause and effect.

But that Hongyun is not alone, and the town in front of him is his best friend.

After hearing the news of Hongyun's death, he knew that he was probably not able to avenge the Hongyun alone.

So, they are against them everywhere, just to let out a bad breath.

Over the years, the Styx Ancestor has simply been overwhelmed.

Zhen Yuanzi ignored his words, just looked at him and Kunpeng coldly, and a little murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Demon Master Kunpeng watched Zhen Yuanzi arrive, and he was not in a good mood, and turned his head to sneer:

"Why, if you Zhen Yuanzi is a good ancestor of the Earth Immortals, you also want to fight for this Eastern Emperor Bell?"

"Wrong!"

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head slowly but firmly, and the book in his hand emitted a faint light.

This innate spirit treasure is also a first-class defensive treasure in the flood wilderness.

Although it is not as good as the current Donghuang Bell, it is enough to be comparable to the defensive treasures such as the Twelve Rank Meritorious Golden Lotus.

Even, more than that.

As we all know, the treasures of unparalleled defense can not only be used to protect themselves, but also can be used to smash people simply and rudely.

I saw that Zhen Yuanzi used his mana, and the book from the ground turned into a giant thing covering the sky in an instant, and smashed towards the Styx and Kunpeng.

A scolding sound spread throughout the world.

"I'm not here to compete for the so-called treasures."

"It's just for the sake of the innocent Red Cloud Daoist who died to let out a bad breath!"