Kunpeng looked at the usher in front of him who was almost attached to him, and his eyes were cold.

In the previous life, it was this Daoist and Quasi-Daoist who forced themselves to give way, which finally ruined the opportunity of Kunpeng Ancestor.

Now that he sees the person who leads the Dao again, how can Kunpeng Ancestor give him a seat!

Kunpeng's "Joyful Heart Sutra" operated independently, and a stream of cold air permeated all directions, causing the temperature in the entire Zixiao Palace to drop a lot in an instant.

"Fellow Daoists, let me ask you, is this path of cultivation smooth sailing?"

Kunpeng loudly questioned the person who received the Dao, and he deliberately used his supernatural power to make the monks of the entire Zixiao Palace hear it clearly.

In the originally lively Zixiao Palace, there was a sudden silence, and all the monks looked over.

Seeing that all the monks were quiet, and they all looked at his side, even if he was cheeky about the Daoist, he was a little overwhelmed, and his face felt a sense of dryness.

"Kunpeng Daoist, the path of cultivation is naturally bumpy and difficult, and it will not be smooth sailing. ”

The usher had to answer Kunpeng's question at this time, after all, he wanted to borrow a seat from Kunpeng.

"Since you know, then let me ask you again, is this cultivation way to lie in the cave and sleep comfortably, can you achieve the Tao and mix the elements?"

"Cultivation is a thousand difficulties and dangers, who hasn't fought all the way and died all the way to come to this Zixiao Palace?"

"You have experienced this ordeal, you have cried out that you are tired, and you have suffered from this little rush, so you will borrow a seat from me, if you encounter a greater test of life and death in the future, how should you pursue the avenue?"

"If you don't have a firm heart to follow the path, and you don't have the determination to be martyred at any time, what kind of path do you practice!"

Kunpeng's voice was impassioned, echoing throughout the Zixiao Palace, leaving the Taoist speechless when he asked the question.

The surrounding monks nodded their heads one by one, and even the Three Qing Ancestors agreed with Kunpeng's point of view.

It's just that he ran from the west to Zixiao Palace, and the Taoist shouted that he was tired, saying that he was tired, so what kind of Dao fruit did he cultivate, and what kind of true self he was looking for!

The road to the future is a thousand times more difficult than this, and even if you are not careful, you will lose your life, how should you deal with yourself at that time, and who should you "borrow"?

The usher was dumbfounded by Kunpeng's question, and when he said this just now, he just wanted to find an excuse to occupy Kunpeng's seat.

But unexpectedly, he was grabbed by Kunpeng and asked him every sentence, so that his next plan could not be implemented at all.

Seeing that many monks all looked disdainful, the person who ushered in the Taoist was full of blush, and he couldn't get off the stage at all.

The quasi-Daoist on the side hurriedly stepped forward and said angrily to Kunpeng:

"Kunpeng Daoyou, my Daoist brother just wants to borrow a seat with you, not only do you not borrow, but you speak badly against my Daoist brother, which is really hateful!"

"Brother Dao and I have worked hard to govern the Western world, and the ruined West is now full of vitality, and we have worked hard, made great contributions and desolate land!"

"The seats in this Zixiao Palace were originally prepared for us, you are a person who wears fur and horns, and is wet and egg-born, how can He De occupy a futon!".

Quasi-Ti Daoist's eyes widened with anger, and he angrily rebuked Kunpeng, and at the same time, a wave of powerful supernatural powers emerged, trying to subdue Kunpeng with force, forcing him to finally give up his seat.

As soon as the quasi-Daoist said this, the momentum on his body emanated, and he was connected with the Daoist.

The two of them used their magical powers together to force the Kunpeng Ancestor to go.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the entire Zixiao Palace changed, and the infinite divine power suppressed Kunpeng.

When Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was sitting on the second futon, heard this, a look of disgust also flashed on his face.

Yuan Shi Tianzun cared most about his background and heels, and in his opinion, in the entire desolate world, no one could compare to his three brothers, so he was also very disdainful of a creature like Kunpeng.

"Those who wear hair and horns, and are wet and egg-born, are indeed not qualified to sit with us Sanqing!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun spoke coldly at this time, and as soon as he said this, Taiqing Ancestor and Tongtian Dao people were all abrupt in their hearts.

That Kunpeng is unparalleled in speed, almost on the same level as their Sanqing, and the Taiqing Ancestor and Tongtian have no prejudice against Kunpeng.

But now as soon as Yuan Shi Tianzun opened his mouth, it represented the position of their Sanqing, and Taiqing and Tongtian could only remain silent.

"Bold!"

Kunpeng suddenly shouted angrily, and the powerful momentum on his body completely burst out, and behind Kunpeng Ancestor, a huge divine Kun phantom of millions of zhang roared for nine days, roaring again and again.

The god Kun crisscrossed the sea of clouds, a pair of divine eyes stared at the quasi-Tidao person, and the powerful momentum made the quasi-Tidao person can't help but retreat again and again, and his face was full of horror.

"Wearing hair and horns, wet eggs? Our creatures are all conceived by the blood of the great god of Pangu, even if they wear hair and horns, and wet eggs are turned into eggs, they are also the heirs of Pangu!"

"This entire desolate world was opened up by the great god of Pangu, let me ask why I, as the heir of Pangu, am not qualified to sit in this Zixiao Palace!"

Kunpeng roared angrily, and the other monks around him also became angry in an instant.

As Kunpeng said, every grass and tree in this desolate world is transformed by the Pangu God, except for the reincarnation of those innate demon gods, Kunpeng and them are indeed the bloodline of the Pangu God.

The words of the quasi-Daoist immediately provoked the anger of the public.

In this Zixiao Palace, most of the living beings are all wet eggs!

Demon Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Taiyin Xingxi and Fairy, Wangshu Fairy, Netherworld Blood Sea Styx Ancestor, Fengqi Mountain Fuxi, Nuwa brothers and sisters, etc., etc., which of these is not a person who wears hair and horns, and is wet and egg-born?

The Quasi-Daoist actually just wanted to insult Kunpeng and cause Kunpeng to be angry, but now he didn't expect it to cause public anger.

"Zhun Ti Daoyou, according to what you mean, my Nuwa is not worthy of sitting here?"

Nuwa Niangniang's face is full of anger, her beautiful eyes are full of anger, she and Fu Xi are both human snakes, half human and half snake, aren't they the ones who wear hair and horns, and are wet eggs?

"This 、、、"

The quasi-Daoist was speechless for a while, he knew that he was too eager for quick success, but Kunpeng seized the loophole in his words, where could he still justify it clearly.

"Hmph! My Eastern World Dao Ancestor opened the altar and preached, since you two Western people are crying bitterness, it is better to go back to the West as soon as possible and continue to govern your broken Western World!"

Donghuang Taiyi spoke proudly, he was strong, he had always been rampant, and the quasi-Daoist dared to sarcastically say something about them, Donghuang Taiyi naturally wouldn't give him a good face.

"You!"

There was a burst of anger in the hearts of Zhun Tidao people, but feeling the divine power of the innate treasure on the body of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he only dared to stare at Taiyi with his eyes, but he didn't have the courage to really start a competition with him.

"What are you, if you don't accept the battle, I will accompany the Eastern Emperor Taiyi to the end!"

Donghuang Tai shouted angrily, the infinite sun true fire on his body surged, and the three-legged golden crow phantom appeared in the air, and at the same time, the innate supreme treasure chaos bell rippled in all directions, and the sound of bells suppressed Qiankun.