Kunpeng, this is a divine beast, a transcendent among the countless races in heaven and earth.

In ancient times, there was a real person who chanted for the Taoist sect, painted the image for it, and spread it to the world, making his reputation spread very widely and widely.

- There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

How vast and heroic is this?

She is nourished by the water and harnesses the ethereal wind, which is the joy of the real person in the spiritual world.

That's right.

The real man is called ...... Nanhua!

It is also one of the sources of today's dream butterfly!

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou.

It's hard to say that at this moment, the birth of this Kunpeng Ancestor rang the bell of chaos, condensed the vast void, turned over the smoke and dust of the years, and let the Mengchen Fairy escape the killing of the blood-colored killing sword, which has nothing to do with it.

Kunpeng Ancestor, she is powerful and sacred.

Compared with ordinary Kunpeng, wandering back and forth between feng shui, changing different Taoist bodies, confirming their own way. She is terrifying, taking the void as the vast sea, wandering wantonly, and taking the years as the sky, riding the wind of the era and wandering!

Such extraordinary and great, and then in charge of an ancient bell of the changing era, its divine power is unpredictable, such as the sky, if the way.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have been able to enter the Dao Court before, and if she withdrew with all her head and tail, she would probably die sideways and become a sacrifice for the three emperors and five emperors of the human race in the immortal country.

The first war shook the world, made Beihai a place of storms, and embarrassed the Taoist court.

Now that it has reappeared, it has ruined the good things of the Dao Court, and the operation to kill a foreign Taoist leader has failed, and the new hatred and old hatred are considered dead.

"Boom!"

A huge thunderclap suddenly sounded, it was the top people of the Dao Court who were making a move, and they were separated from this place by boundless time and space, but they could also do things to kill.

The thunder was small at first, but soon it became so great that it seemed to resound from an infinite distance, and it seemed to have been transmitted from eons ago to the present day.

If you listen carefully, you can find out - where is this thunder? It's clearly a drum being beaten!

"Winter! Winter! Winter! ”

The heavy sound of the drum shook the void, shook the years, and made the imprint of a big bell that suppressed the world unstable, trembling, and about to collapse!

The huge and boundless, ups and downs of time Kunpeng was shaken, she suddenly let out a long roar, there were dots of light around her body, and there were even five-colored millimeters of light blooming, and a majestic bell seemed to be carried by her!

It can be seen that the pressure on her body is very high, not because of her opponent, just this bell, there is boundless heaviness, as if she is carrying a vast universe.

But in the same way, such a heaviness corresponds to boundless power.

When the bell rang again, the bell was mighty, the universe was brilliant, and the eternal era seemed to be shaken, and a chaotic holy power swept in all directions, and the drums that were constantly beating in the dark faced off!

"Boom!"

The long river of time seems to have a momentary interruption, and it is the collision of two treasures, which has created a world-shaking fluctuation.

The bottom of the broken river, like a flash in the pan, is a boundless abyss, pitch black, invisible, and invisible.

It is an absolute dark nothingness, from which no ray of light can escape.

However, when people looked closely, they inexplicably felt their hearts clenching, as if they were being grasped by some kind of weird big hand, and fear surfaced in their hearts.

Fortunately, the long river of time surging, everything is covered, and it seems to be just an illusion, a natural fear of things that people cannot know.

"Boom!"

The power of time is surging, washing and sweeping, accompanied by earth, water, fire and wind, chaotic oceans, and the gods and thunders of the heavens...... It's too chaotic, it's all beaten out by two powerful treasures!

At this moment, it was like two vast universes colliding, attacking and destroying each other, turning the collision into a chaotic place, and all order was collapsed and destroyed, and mistakes occurred.

There is a fire shining, and the essence is a breeze flowing; There is the earth condensing, but in fact it is icy and cold.

Here, the expression and essence of the object are confused, and nothing is in order!

The aftermath is faint, and it is still spreading, tracing back to the source, killing each other.

"Dang!"

The bell rang slowly, the Kunpeng negative bell, and the bell protected the Kunpeng, blocking this killing force.

The Bell of Chaos, it is the treasure of killing, and it is also a treasure of protection.

In another place, the void collapsed, and an old man dressed in animal skins was gray-haired, holding a drumstick in his hand, and in front of him was a large drum with the vicissitudes of time.

It is a drum, and it seems to be an eighty-fold drum, and when it sounds, it rings continuously, shattering the power of all violations.

"I didn't see it last time, and I never thought that there are still characters like you in the Dao Court today...... It's a pity that you're going to die. ”

Kunpeng Ancestor was a little serious, but that's all.

The white-haired old man was silent, just grabbed the drumstick, and beat the drum again in silence, the kind of divine power surging, as if embodying the history of the human race from birth to rise, and then to the heyday, conquer everything, defeat everything!

This is a kind of humane spirit, in exchange for a supreme power, the greatness of destroying the sky with man!

The human race is not innate and powerful, but in the end it stands at the top of all races and becomes the protagonist of an era.

This drum condenses the excitement of that moment, although it is only an acquired creation, it can also swing a knife to the innate treasure!

"Winter!"

The sound of the drum is boundless, crushing the void of years, and the five directions and five elements arch the guard, so that the chaotic ancient bell vibrates lightly, as a confrontation and a counterattack.

"The drum of the cow is made by the Yellow Emperor...... Once a drum dominated the world, the human race was united, lit the supreme flame, and illuminated the ancient and modern future, but what can we do now? ”

Kunpeng Ancestor whispered, "The flame has been extinguished, the emperor is far away, how long can you force this drum to be gorgeous?" Eventually, it will be dust. ”

"I still have a cavity of blood, but it's not cold." The old man's voice was hoarse, "At the last moment, I will skin me, pump my bones, sacrifice blood, and sound the last swan song." ”

"The descendants are incompetent, there is no ancestor glory, kill Kui Niu with the majesty of the human race, drink the world, peel its skin for a drum, take its bones as a mallet, and the world will obey when a drum sounds."

"But we can still have the last tragedy, reproduction, resonance!"

Once, the ancestors peeled the skin and bones of the cow.

Today, only blood recommends Xuanyuan!

"It's kind of interesting...... I thought that the backbone of the human race had been lost. Kunpeng Ancestor's child's hole shrank slightly, and the quaint bell enlarged, enveloping her, and hanging down the endless avenue of brilliance.

She faced the direction of the old man, stepping on the void, swimming in the years, seemingly coercing, but in fact it was far away, and the strategic transition was only between the thoughts.