Flood.

As Kunpeng preached, the vision appeared in the sky, and everyone was shocked, especially Bai Ze, who had just returned to the Dongyuan Emperor's Mansion, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Kunpeng had just left from under his nose, and it had been less than half a day.

How did you preach in the blink of an eye?

And the River Styx, the lungs are going to explode.

Among all the quasi-saint powerhouses in the Flood Wilderness, it is clear that he is the first among the many quasi-saints in the Flood Wilderness to break through to the peak of the quasi-saints.

But now that Kunpeng has preached, he is still at the peak of the quasi-saint.

Why?

At this moment, the Styx, the back molars are about to be crushed.

The rage rushed to the sky, and the body trembled, and the aura of the quasi-saint peak raged at will, sweeping the surrounding millions of miles.

Apparently greatly stimulated.

"This is? The Hongmeng purple gas of the red cloud? ”

All the saints felt it and understood the reason for Kunpeng's preaching, and the next moment they disappeared into their respective dojos.

Even if Kunpeng is not popular, he is a saint after all.

A certain amount of respect needs to be maintained.

The birth of a Heavenly Dao Saint is definitely a huge change for the Flood Desolation, not to mention anything else, the transformation of the Northern Pluto Immortal Sect into a Demon Sect will lead to the redistribution of the luck in the Flood Desolation.

The demon clan, do you have to rise again?

Among them, the first to bear the brunt are the three religions of the human race and the Xuanmen, which are the protagonists of heaven and earth, as well as Western Buddhism.

"Demon Cult?"

Nuwa's expression was as usual, but her heart was full of thoughts.

At the beginning, Emperor Jun founded the demon clan and dominated the heavenly court, hoping to turn all the spirits of the flood into demons, so as to use the luck of the entire flood to prove the mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal.

But he was too domineering.

Maybe it was bad luck and met the Wu clan, an opponent who eats soft and not hard.

led to failure, and the foundation was in vain.

Even he turned to ashes and dissipated between the desolate world.

Kunpeng, although he also has huge ambitions, but unlike Dijun, he chooses the same path of education as Xuanmen Sanqing and the two sages of the West.

Create a demon text, establish a demon sect!

Inherit the demon clan, turn it into a demon text, and integrate it into the bloodline of the demon clan.

This is undoubtedly a matter of edification.

Although the effect was extremely slow, with the fall of Emperor Jun, Fu Xi was reincarnated as a human, and as soon as the Eastern Emperor Tai left the chaos, Kunpeng became the strongest among the demon clans.

A large amount of demon clan luck also converged towards it.

After years of dripping water through the stones, there has finally been a qualitative change.

What's more, he also imitated himself to create the human race, and created the Kunpeng clan with his own essence and blood, with the merit of creation, and obtained a lot of heavenly merits.

Quantitative change causes qualitative change, and it is not surprising that with the help of Hongmeng purple qi to hook up the way of heaven and become holy.

It's just that Nuwa's heart is full of her brother Fuxi.

Kunpeng preached.

Where is the road of Fuxi?

Above the North Sea.

All the saints gathered, and the boundless vision appeared, so that the sky was dyed with a layer of golden light, some stood still, some watched coldly, and some were eager to try.

Those who are eager to try are naturally Houtu and Jumang, two authentic saints born in the Wu clan.

Sanqing watched coldly and did not move.

Only Zhun Ti looked at Kunpeng with a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations to Kunpeng Daoyou for your enlightenment, it's really gratifying!" ”

I forgot that it was I who drove Kunpeng off the futon and took advantage of it.

Xuanchen also rushed over from the retreat place, looking at Kunpeng, who had become a sanctification, his face was still the same, but there were huge waves in his heart.

Immediately, his eyes pierced through the void and looked at the place where the Heavenly Dao was in the darkness.

He thinks more than the saints think.

Behind Kunpeng's preaching, there may not be no plan of the Heavenly Dao, and now the relationship between the Xuanmen and the Buddhist Sect is generally harmonious, which is not what the Heavenly Dao wants to see.

The more harmonious the flood is, the greater the chance of giving birth to a strong man.

The greater the pressure on heaven and earth.

With Kunpeng's preaching, he undoubtedly threw a boulder in a stagnant water, which was enough to stir up an astonishing wave and break the fragile balance between the many forces of the flood famine.

Taoism, Interception, Interpretation, and Buddhism are the four largest sects in the wilderness, and all of them have saints.

Now there's another demon cult.

It will inevitably affect the situation that has been formed with great difficulty between the four saint sects.

Zhun Ti was the first to speak, and he may not have the intention of wooing Kunpeng.

As for the cause and effect of Zhun Ti occupying the Kunpeng futon in the past, it is not worth mentioning under the general trend of the entire flood and famine, and Kunpeng's character may not choose to suppress this cause and effect.

After all, there are no eternal enemies in the world, only eternal interests.

Sure enough, Kunpeng returned the salute to Zhun Ti and said, "Zhun Ti Daoist is polite, it's just a fluke in the next place, how can it be compared with you?" ”

doesn't seem to care at all, Zhun Ti took his futon.

Looking at this scene, Xuan Chen became more and more sure of his guess, as for the other saints, they must have also seen this, and their expressions were very subtle.

"Hmph, a raccoon dog!"

Ju Mang snorted coldly and mocked mercilessly.

The two sages of the West want to win over Kunpeng, and Kunpeng also has plans to find allies, and on the surface, both sides seem to have let go of their previous grievances.

But what they think in their hearts is only known to them.

Kunpeng ignored the sentence, but turned his head to greet the other saints, wanting to explore the attitude of the saints.

Sanqing responded politely, but it was limited to that.

As for Houtu, he nodded and didn't say anything.

Obviously, the attitude and the sentence are the same.

Shennong was noncommittal, and only responded politely one or two, and did not say much.

After all, the grievances between the demon clan and the witch clan and the human race have been going on for a long time, and the lich war, the demon clan refining the witch slayer sword with the flesh and blood of the human race, these two things are not easy to erase.

There are only a few who can be as faceless as the two saints of the West.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped.

Kunpeng City is profound, has a lot of scheming, is a person who can bend and stretch, and it is not surprising that he will choose to move closer to the two saints of the West.

Xuan Chen bowed slightly, briefly congratulated two sentences, and said: "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars to 90,000 miles. Kunpeng Taoist Friends are saints, beyond the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, always with the sky, coexisting with the Tao, and then the sky is high and the sea is wide and horizontal, which is really gratifying! ”

Kunpeng also responded with a smile.

It's just that the slightest stunned in the corner of his eyes still seems to be a little strange Xuanchen's attitude.

After all, he and Xuanchen have a holiday.

Kunpeng created a demon text, Xuanchen created a flood text, this is a battle of the avenue, and it was once done in the past, and the other party actually behaved so politely, which was really unexpected by Kunpeng.

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

No matter what Heavenly Dao thought, no matter what Kunpeng calculated, it didn't prevent him from muddying the waters.

What's going on!

Who wouldn't be?

Sanqing cherishes feathers, and if he can't pull the skin to do, let him do it!

Saying that, Xuan Chen even took out a spiritual treasure, gave it to Kunpeng and said: "This Hanguang sword is cast by the Demon Emperor Jun, although it is an acquired thing, but the power is not inferior to the best innate spiritual treasure at all, after passing it to Lu Press, it is obtained for me, today coincides with the Taoist friendship, so let's talk about it!" ”

"How does this work?"

Kunpeng excused himself, but accepted the gift without hesitation.

No way, who called him poor?

In terms of net worth, not to mention Sanqing and Nuwa, even the two Western saints are richer than him, and they only have two superb innate spiritual treasures on his body: the Sea-Covering Divine Sword and the Dragon's Head Crutch.

A superb acquired spirit treasure is worthy of his attention.

Zhun Ti looked at Xuan Chen with a stunned face, his brows tightened, and the meaning was very obvious.

What are you doing?

Still taking the lead in gift-giving?

Sanqing seemed to understand Xuanchen's plan, and each gave a gourd golden pill, two Huangzhong Li, and a array plate, which were not particularly precious, but they were enough to disrupt the situation.

The faces of the guide and Zhun Ti were dark, and some of them couldn't get off the stage.

Gifts!

Isn't that killing them?

But they already had the intention of wooing Kunpeng, how could they sit back and watch Xuanmen win over Kunpeng, and immediately pressed their teeth and sent a few futons that could calm their minds.

Seeing this, Nuwa and Shennong also did the same.

Kunpeng's sanctification is a foregone conclusion, and it is difficult to change, so it is better to muddy the water by taking advantage of the trend, so as not to succeed in the two saints of the West.

As long as they show a little kindness, it is enough to make Kunpeng think twice.

At this moment, Houtu also figured this out, but Jumang had already expressed her attitude before, and even if she remedied it now, it would not have much effect.

Even if she gives gifts.

Kunpeng will also think that it is a weasel who greets the chickens for the New Year, and he is uneasy and kind.

Therefore, even if he pulled the sentence, he disappeared in the northern underworld.

Kunpeng smiled and said to the saints: "You have come from afar, please come in and talk about it, but don't dislike it, my land of the Northern Underworld is bitter and barren." ”

"Good!"

All saints are human spirits, and they will not refuse.

Netherworld.

It was just an instant, and Houtu and Jumang returned here, and their hearts began to calculate.

Ju Mang looked depressed and said: "It's me who is impatient, I knew the plans of the saints, I will definitely not be the first to speak, and let the situation fall into an irreversible situation." ”

Although sanctified, he still maintained his fiery temper as a witch.

plus the grudges with the demon clan in the past.

Therefore, he bluntly expressed the dissatisfaction of Kunpeng and the two sages of the West.

Houtu shook his head and said: "Brother don't have to worry about it, the grievances between the two lich clans have been around for a long time and are difficult to dissolve, even if we release our kindness, that Kunpeng guy probably won't believe it, but will make a bamboo basket empty, and the gains outweigh the losses." The purpose of Xuanchen and Sanqing and the others should be to muddy the water and prevent Kunpeng from moving closer to the two sages in the west. In that case, I might as well wait to muddy the water a little more, maybe I can take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters? ”

Over the years, Houtu has seen the situation of the flood very clearly.

Sentient beings are but pawns.

Only the saints can take charge of the chessboard.

Struggle is indispensable, but how to maintain a situation in which the struggle is not broken is the most important thing.

After that, he whispered a few words in Jumang's ear.

Ju Mang suddenly showed a look of sudden realization, and couldn't help clapping his hands and praised: "High! You don't have more ideas, so let's muddy the water a little more! ”

Immediately, the two looked at each other, revealing a tacit understanding.

"Father Pangu is above."

"My Houtu (Jumang) is willing to uphold the will of the Father, establish a witch religion, teach witchcraft and witchcraft, educate all spirits in the wilderness, and suppress the luck of the unreligious religion with the Pangu Temple."

"Please Father, and the three ways of heaven, earth, and man."

The Wu clan only believes in the great god of Pangu, and as an authentic saint, he naturally cannot swear to the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, the two asked the great god Pangu to witness.

As the two of them invited the Pangu God to witness, the three realms of heaven, earth and man all reacted, and countless Xuanhuang qi emerged from the earth, turning into countless Xuanhuang merits and meritorious, integrating into the bodies of the two.

There is also a large hall, quietly emerging from the void, suppressing everything.

This is the essence of the Wu clan.

Pangu Temple!

At the beginning, the blood pool that gave birth to the Twelve Ancestral Witches was part of the Pangu Temple, and its power was comparable to the innate treasure, and it had the function of suppressing luck.

It is more than enough to suppress the luck of witchcraft.

"I, Houtu, should be the master of the witch cult!"

"I, Jumang, should be the second master of the witch sect!"

This is the plan of Houtu, since Kunpeng has established a demon cult, then they will take advantage of the situation to establish a witch cult and join this game of fighting for the luck of the wilderness.

Wicca is not just for Wics.

Those witchcraft, witchcraft, and other races can also learn it, but there are certain requirements.

With the establishment of the witch cult by the two, it was recognized by the three realms of heaven, earth and man.

The creatures of the desolation shook again.

All the saints were amazed. (End of chapter)