The news of Chi You's attack on Jiang Yugang naturally spread to the Youxiong tribe.

It didn't take long for someone from the Yandi tribe to ask Xuanyuan for help.

It's just that before Xuanyuan had time to send troops, the news of Jiang Yu's defeat and killing had already come.

Shui Yuan was not surprised by this, Jiang Yu lost his luck and still held the name of Emperor Yan, how could he bear the luck of many human races, and death was inevitable.

"It's time to set out to find the Regulus Sword."

Among the bear tribes, Shui Yuan went to the river and slowly got up.

Yan Emperor Jiang Yugang has withdrawn from the battle of luck, and the next thing is the decisive battle between Xuanyuan and Chiyou, and the Xuanyuan Sword is naturally indispensable.

In the final battle, the Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Court will send people to help. Thinking about getting a piece of merit and luck, or to catch the ship of the human race, but without the witch-slaying sword of the past, it is not so easy to kill the Chi You.

After receiving Xuanyuan as a disciple, the witch slaying sword was refined for many human race essence blood and primordial spirits, and Shui Yuan faintly sensed a sense in the north.

After a little contemplation, he already had a guess in his heart that the witch slayer sword was in the hands of that one.

Shui Yuan, who was about to go to one step out, suddenly frowned slightly.

The earth behind the underworld looked for him.

With a flicker, Shui Yuan walked out of the Lechuan River, and Houtu was standing quietly on the Huangquan Road.

Seeing the other party's melancholy expression, Shui Yuan naturally knew what Houtu was looking for him.

The Heavenly Court and the Dragon Clan already knew that the Human Race was prosperous, how could the Houtu, as a saint, not know.

"Chiyou is hopeless!"

After pondering for a while, Shui Yuan spoke indifferently.

Chi You has gathered a lot of luck from the human race, either die or succumb to Xuanyuan, otherwise the luck will always be there. It's just that with the Wu clan's disrespectful and disrespectful character, how could they choose to surrender.

As the leader of the Jiuli tribe, Chiyou has only one ending.

Houtu didn't speak, she didn't know this.

She had seen Chiyou before, and the other party didn't say that she listened to her advice, and she was still blaming her for abandoning the witch clan in reincarnation.

"Can Xingtian and the others be spared?" After the earth is quiet.

In the past, the Wu clan was so strong, there were countless great witches, and they ruled the entire desolate land, but now there are only four left.

Jiufeng is the sister of the ancestor Wu Qiangliang, and is a special case in the Wu clan, except for the ancestor Wu, the only great witch who has the original god, and has stayed away from the Central Plains human tribe by listening to his persuasion, but the remaining three are now in the Jiuli tribe.

"Try your best!" After hesitating for a moment, Shui Yuan nodded slightly.

As far as he knew, Xingtian was fine, but he lost his head.

Xiangliu seems to be unwilling to do so afterwards, making waves in various parts of the human race, and was finally killed by Ying Long.

At present, the trend of the protagonist of the human race has become the protagonist, and when the emperor of the human race is preaching, how many people want to take benefits. Choosing this time to make trouble is a crime against the wind, and I am tired of it.

"Hey!"

Houtu sighed softly, she didn't know what Shui Yuan said, she just didn't want the last bit of the Wu clan to disappear in the desolate land.

Seeing that Houtu didn't speak, Shui Yuan said softly: "I'll leave first if it's okay, I need to go to the North Hell."

That one's strength is not simple, Xuanyuan Sword cannot afford to lose, and it needs to be treated carefully.

Houtu nodded slightly, but there was doubt in his eyes. If it weren't for the occasional Shui Yuan, she wouldn't have known that the other party had become the teacher of the human emperor. ….

The human race is booming, and the identity of the Three Emperors is watched by many people, and they don't want to be obtained by Shui Yuan. What's more, the unexpected discovery made Houtu very suspicious.

Shui Yuan didn't say anything more, and his body merged into the Lechuan River under him.

Sinking his mind slightly, he appeared in the ice and snow on the side, and had already arrived in the far north. Glancing around, he flew towards the boundary of the Flood Desolation.

The wind in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and the chill could easily freeze the mana of the living beings, and there were not many life fluctuations around them.

In a short time, an endless sea appeared, dark and deep, without a single light, and without any life in the sea. The sea lay silently, and it didn't seem to be flowing.

That's it

It is the barrier of the northern part of the desolate world, the lair of the Nine Heavens Kunpeng.

At the beginning of the first tribulation of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the Yuan Feng derived the Phoenix Clan to dominate the birds. Heavenly Dao induction lowered the yin and yang polar qi into Yuan Feng's body, and Yuan Feng gave birth to a phoenix egg. This phoenix egg can be transformed into a peng when it enters the realm of the nine heavens and yangs, and it can be turned into a kun when it enters the yin of the nine secluded earths.

Nine sounds, out of the shell, Yuan Feng gave the name 'Nine Heavens Kunpeng,. Kunpeng was born, ten thousand birds came to the court, Peng sang in the sky, and the gentian was cold.

The Nine Heavens Kunpeng roams the heavens and the earth and the ocean, chasing the dragons and eating. Because the Nine Heavens Kunpeng feeds on dragons, the Nine Heavens Kunpeng is the supreme master of the Phoenix Clan's restraint of the Dragon Clan.

However, when the Nine Heavens Kunpeng wanted to kill the young Great Sun Heavenly Dragon at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, he was severely injured by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and was forced to heal himself in the Northern Stygian Sea with the help of the cold of the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice.

After the establishment of the Demon Court, he was forcibly recruited by the Emperor Jun brothers as the Demon Court Demon Master.

Shui Yuan, who jumped into the Northern Underworld, quickly flashed Kunpeng's information in his mind.

Demon Master Kunpeng is definitely one of the strongest quasi-saints under the saints in the flood wilderness, and he is also the fastest creature in the flood wilderness.

After several tribulations, he can still survive, which is enough to show that the other party is not simple. But Shui Yuan is not afraid!

Dark, deep, and silent, it seems that time exists.

In the depths of the Northern Underworld, Shui Yuan felt a faint fluctuation.

In a dimly lit space, a pair of brown pupils opened, and Kunpeng looked overhead.

He hated being disturbed, and Kunpeng was in a bad mood.

In the final moments of the lich's decisive battle, he slipped away quickly, and the witch's self-detonation was not too badly damaged. Even with his speed, he swept away Di Jun's Hetu Luo Book.

Over the years, he has been hiding in the Northern Hetu Luo Book, and it is not easy to wipe out the remaining marks in it, and he doesn't want the River Tu Luo Shu to run away some time ago. At his speed, he didn't even catch up.

The best innate spirit treasure, the duck in hand flew away like this, Kunpeng's mood can be imagined.

His eyes opened slightly, and a ray of ghostly light pierced the surface of the sea and slashed towards the figure in the air.

"It's rude." Looking at the broken body in two, Shui Yuan shook his head slightly.

Originally, I thought that maybe we could discuss it well, but it seemed that we could only force force.

Shui Yuan, whose body recovered, waved his big hand and directly threw the array element out and hid it around.

This is the Northern Underworld, not the Sea of Blood, if the quasi-saint powerhouse wants to escape, or Kunpeng, who is known for his speed, Shui Yuan does not dare to guarantee whether he can catch up.

If there is a large array, then it will be foolproof.

"Huh?"

Kunpeng, who was still in motion, raised his eyes slightly, and he would not die with one blow, and he had some strength. ….

The figure moved slightly, and it had already broken out of the sea, and went directly towards Shui Yuan.

There was no sound in the splashing waves, but Shui Yuan's body slammed and turned into liquid again and sprinkled downward. It's just that it hasn't completely fallen, and it has condensed into the appearance of Shui Yuan again.

"What a grumpy guy." Looking at the gloomy old man standing in the air, Shui Yuan muttered.

The clear voice spread far away in the Northern Underworld, making Kunpeng, who was a little suspicious, his face sink instantly.

So far, no one has dared to speak to him like this.

"Ignorant child, dare to come to my north to spread the wilderness!"

With an angry shout, the glow of light around Kunpeng emerged, and he swept towards Shui Yuan again.

But he was also a little puzzled in his heart, the other party's strength was not weak, but he didn't know it, and this person's fluctuations were a little weird. It's just that before he got close, Kunpeng hurriedly retreated, looking down in shock.

There, a banner stood tall, and black gas surged from it, exuding a strong resentment.

At first glance, Kunpeng's eyes were hot. Good baby!

But before he could make any moves, the flag in the hand of the young man below shook slightly, and Kunpeng felt a sharp pain in his brain, and his body felt in a trance.

Attack the magic weapon of Genshin!

Kunpeng secretly screamed in his heart, and the ghostly light flashed, and silver light repeatedly appeared around him, rushing towards Shui Yuan.

Ordinary magic weapons are also forgotten, such magic weapons are impossible to prevent, single

Resist with the original god, and the damage is huge.

Seeing this, Shui Yuan, who was standing below, did not panic, nor did he see any movement, and suddenly saw that the stars were shifting around, and there were floods and barren mountains and rivers manifesting, and there were countless spaces between the two of them.

"Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array!!!

Kunpeng, who was looking at it, had a great change in his complexion, and his eyes were horrified.

The Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array was one of the largest protective formations of the Demon Court in the past, and it was not much worse than the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, and the defense was unparalleled, how could the other party master it.

There is also such a complex array, how can this person be arranged in an instant. Suddenly, Kunpeng thought of something that Shui Yuan had casually thrown out earlier.

"The demon master has good eyesight, although it is not complete, but it is also eighth." As he spoke, Shui Yuan waved the flag in his hand again.

Kunpeng's body staggered, and he almost fell down, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Although he has not set foot in the flood for a while, how can such a strong man emerge.

Seeing that Shui Yuan didn't attack again, Kunpeng asked with a calm face, "Who is the fellow Daoist, what are you doing in my northern darkness?"

A guy ran out inexplicably, hiding in the Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array and waving flags, which is a bit troublesome.

"The Demon Emperor Sword has a fate with the disciples of this seat, so I came to get it!" Touching the Six Soul Banner in his hand, Shui Yuan replied with a smile.

It's just a simple shaking, even the demon master Kunpeng can't resist, and Shui Yuan is very satisfied with this magic weapon.

Kunpeng, who was listening in the air, became more and more gloomy.

The Demon Emperor Sword was not only the witch slaying sword, but also the one he took when he ran away. He was still thinking about the flag in Shui Yuan's hand, and he didn't want the other party to come to rob him of his magic weapon.

With a cold snort, Kunpeng didn't talk nonsense, and directly appeared his body, turning into a ghostly light, piercing many voids and rushing towards Shui Yuan.

Although the defense of the Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array was strong, he still vaguely remembered it, and it was difficult for him.

Seeing Kunpeng's movements, Shui Yuan was not surprised. Although the Demon Emperor Sword is only an acquired spirit treasure, it is also carefully refined by Emperor Jun Cai Starry Sky Meteorite, which is not generally comparable. ….

This time, Shui Yuan did not reserve, and directly urged the Six Soul Banners with all his might.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the air, and then a huge body fell, splashing all over the sky, but there was no sound, and Kunpeng smashed directly into the North Underworld.

"Whew! It's a fierce treasure of the Heavenly Dao!" Shui Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes full of joy.

Unless there is an equivalent magic weapon to resist the attack, the attack of the Yuan Shen can only be forcibly resisted by the Yuan Shen. If it is an ordinary magic weapon, forget it, but this is a fierce treasure of the Heavenly Dao, and if you urge it with all your might, even a saint will lose her mind for a moment.

However, Shui Yuan knew that Kunpeng should not be dead, such old quasi-saint powerhouses, all of them were strong perverts of the Yuan Shen, almost all of them were Xiao Qiang who could not be killed, how could they fall easily.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, a ghostly light appeared in the river, and Kunpeng fled directly.

Seeing this, Shui Yuan just smiled, and there was no surprise at all.

Kunpeng's face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

He has been in the wilderness for so many years, and he has experienced several tribulations, and he has never encountered such a powerful magic weapon attacked by the Yuan Shen.

With a slight flick, he let his Yuan Shen suffer a heavy blow, and I am afraid that the former Demon Emperor Donghuang Zhong is nothing more than that. What's more, after the attack, I vaguely felt that the Yuan Shen was going to be taken away.

How much he cultivated, and how powerful the Yuan Shen was, he was also taken by that magic weapon.

He didn't know that person, when did such a person appear in heaven and earth?

Just as many thoughts were turning in his mind, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked ahead in horror, where a figure stood, holding the flag in his hand, and shook it slightly.

Kunpeng was once again hit hard, and the bright silver light around his body burst out, and his wings flapped and swept in the other direction.

But after a few breaths, the figure was still waiting in front of him.

How can it be? How is this possible?

In the same realm, his speed is unmatched, how can that Dao person repeatedly take the lead in him?

"Demon Master, this space has been shrouded in a large array, and you can't leave."

Looking at the figure of a staggered and fledgling Kunpeng in the air, Shui Yuan

An indifferent voice came slowly.

It's so cool to have a magic weapon that is awesome.

With his current Taoism, although he is not afraid of Kunpeng, he will definitely have to take a lot of effort, which is as easy as it is now.

The only consumption is that it takes a huge amount of mana to urge this Heavenly Dao Fierce Treasure, but he doesn't lack mana the most.

The mysterious figure appeared in front of him again, and Kunpeng Tie paused in the air with a blue face.

"What's that?" Looking at the flag in Shui Yuan's hand, Kunpeng's eyes shrank slightly, full of fear, but he kept looking around.

I hadn't seen any movement of Shui Yuan earlier, and I thought that the formation was related to what he had thrown before.

"Six Soul Banners!"

Looking at Kunpeng, who was pale and weak, Shui Yuan did not hide it.

In addition to him, I am afraid that only saints can be in charge.

"Six Soul Banners?!"

Kunpeng exclaimed, he had heard of this magic weapon, but it was the first time he had seen it.

This thing is not in the hands of the saint of Tongtian, how can it be taken by the person in front of him. In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Kunpeng's mind, and his face became even more ugly.

"Not bad! This seat only takes the Demon Emperor Sword this time, and it won't hurt your life." Shui Yuan put the six soul flags on his shoulder, and his expression was indifferent. ….

The array element shrouded the surrounding land for hundreds of millions of miles, and countless formations were all around. He can appear at any time in the big array, but Kunpeng has nowhere to escape.

Shui Yuan's indifferent words undoubtedly made Kunpeng very angry. But after eating the loss of the Six Soul Banners, he could only ask with a calm face: "The Demon Emperor Sword is the thing of the Demon Emperor in the past, and Daoist friends are so forcibly robbed?"

In the words, he automatically ignored the origin of Shui Yuan.

To be able to obtain such a treasure as the Six Soul Banners must be a disciple of the Heavenly Saint, and this identity makes him even more annoyed.

"The Demon Emperor Sword was refined by slaughtering hundreds of millions of human races, and this thing should be owned by the human race..."

Before Shui Yuan could speak, Kunpeng's eyes lit up in an instant, and he swept towards a space on the surface of the sea.

In the flash of ghostly light, a round of discus appeared, and Kunpeng slashed it with a wave of his hand. Unexpectedly, countless dense formations appeared, and his figure was shocked back.

Shui Yuan, who was watching from a distance, shook his head and gently shook the six soul flags in his palm.

Kunpeng, who was flying in the air, screamed miserably, and fell straight into the Stygian Sea again.

Shui Yuan had just stepped forward when a panicked voice came from below: "Fellow Daoist! Don't shake! Don't shake! I'll give you the Demon Emperor Sword!"

When he boarded, he saw a golden long sword break out, and with a sky-high blood aura, Kunpeng, whose face was pale, came out after him.

Shui Yuan took it casually, and a violent and murderous aura poured in, and there was a strong resentment, which was the Demon Emperor Sword.

Resentment comes from the Terrans who have been slain.

"Demon Master! Thank you!"

Shui Yuan, who put away with his backhand, arched his hand towards Kunpeng, who was pale in front of him, and then his body turned into a puddle of liquid and dissipated in the air.

Looking at the place where Shui Yuan disappeared, Kunpeng's face changed again and again, and finally his blue face fled into the distance.

was cleaned up inexplicably, and the key is that I don't even know the name of the Taoist.

However, the other party's strength is extraordinary, and he is still a saint disciple, so I am afraid that he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

He Mu