Ziwei Xingjun got the Star Banner, and he was even more devoted to the Kunpeng Ancestor, and he was thinking about refining the Star Banner as soon as possible and arranging the Star Array, so as to repay the Kunpeng Ancestor's kindness.

And on the side of the demon clan, after the Demon Emperor Jun subdued the Styx Ancestor and the Ying Long Ancestor, he had a clear idea in his heart, and the laws of the imperial road advanced by leaps and bounds.

Emperor Jun was in high spirits in the heavenly court, and he laughed and said, "I will behead the corpse today!"

When Taiyi heard the words of his eldest brother, his eyes lit up and his heart became excited.

Now that the four emperors of the demon clan have succeeded in beheading two corpses, if Di Jun and Fu Xi can also cut out the first corpse, then their demon clan will have four quasi-saint powerhouses.

When Fu Xi next to him saw this scene, while his face was envious, he was also anxious in his heart.

The four demon emperors saw that he was the only one left who could not behead the corpse for a long time, which naturally made Fu Xi unable to continue to sit still.

"Slash!"

At this moment, a powerful aura erupted from Di Jun's body, and with his loud shout, Na Hetu flew in the air first, and the aura of the Endless Emperor permeated all directions.

The majesty and grandeur covered every corner of the Heavenly Court.

The river map merged with the golden light, and in an instant, a figure appeared in the air.

That person was dressed in a nine-dragon yellow robe, wearing a five-hung crown on his head, secretly transporting the number of ninety-five, and the aura of an emperor was like the abyss and the sea.

This is the good corpse of Emperor Jun, which entrusts a strong imperial law.

"Hahaha!"

Di Jun laughed heartily three times, and then he accepted the good corpse, and his mood was quickly controlled by him.

"Congratulations to the eldest brother for successfully beheading the corpse, and the strength of my demon clan has increased a lot!"

Taiyi's face was also full of joy, he was really happy for his eldest brother.

"Congratulations to Brother Dao, you have successfully beheaded the corpse today, and the future road can be expected!"

Di Jun nodded with a smile, his face full of joy.

When Nuwa Niangniang saw her brother, although she didn't say anything, she also knew that her brother was also a competitive character, so she couldn't help but worry about Fuxi.

In the desolate world, since the Dao Ancestor passed down the method of beheading corpses, in this Lich Tribulation, another Spirit Treasure Tribulation has been set off.

Countless monks are snatching the spiritual treasure, and once they see the news of the birth of the spiritual treasure, most of the time many monks will flock to it.

After all, if every monk wants to cut out three corpses, he needs to collect three innate spirit treasures.

The quasi-saints who cut out a corpse, they want to prepare the spirit treasure in advance, and if the spirit treasure is enough, they want to collect some more powerful spirit treasures, so as to improve their strength after cutting the corpse.

Those Da Luo Jin Immortals, although they haven't beheaded their corpses yet, they have already begun to prepare for the beheading.

Da Luo Jin Immortal is only one step away from the quasi-saint, and anyone can have an epiphany and directly break through to the quasi-saint realm.

If there is no suitable spiritual treasure to behead the corpse at that time, it will delay your cultivation.

Therefore, in the current desolate world, it can be said that it is completely chaotic.

The Lich Tribulation, coupled with the battle for spiritual treasures, almost the entire desolate world is in turmoil.

Only places like the North Stygian Sea, Fanghu Immortal Island, and the Four Poles of the Earth, the chaos in these places is slightly better.

Even a few disciples of Kunpeng Ancestor, they all left the Northern Underworld and went outside to find their own opportunities.

Kunpeng Ancestor had already moved his mind to go out at this time, and the whereabouts of the Kaitian Water Spirit had been unknown, which made Kunpeng Ancestor feel bottomless.

He has already cut out two corpses, although the self-corpse is the most difficult to cut out, but what if he has an epiphany?

When the time comes, there is no Kaitian Water Spirit in hand, which is indeed a very troublesome thing.

However, as for the whereabouts of the Open Heaven Water Spirit, the Kunpeng Ancestor also had no clue at all.

Just as Kunpeng was secretly thinking and preparing to go out, the six-eared macaque rushed into the temple in a hurry.

"Shizun is not good!"

The six-eared macaque had not yet seen the Kunpeng ancestor, and had already screamed, and his face was even more anxious.

Kunpeng Ancestor frowned, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Six ears, what's going on?"

Kunpeng Ancestor's question made the six-eared macaque calm down a little, and he scratched his ears and cheeks, and gestured.

"Master, Xuanguang and I were out looking for treasures, and we originally got a treasure, but we were stopped by a robber, and now the seven juniors are trapped, and only I escaped to ask Shizun for help!"

The six-eared macaque and the seven immortals of Xuanci Mountain also sensed the opportunity, so they went out to hunt for treasures together.

The treasure was found, but trouble also found them.

In the end, the Seven Immortals of Xuanci Mountain desperately set up the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation and stopped the strong enemy, so that the six-eared macaque could escape back to the North to report the news.

"Come with me!"

Kunpeng Ancestor already knew the general situation at this time, and as soon as he turned his powers, he also knew the cause and effect of the battle with several disciples.

Kunpeng took the six-eared macaque with him, and he reached out and grabbed it in the void, and a portal was suddenly torn open.

This is a void passage, and only a strong quasi-saint monk can use it.

Kunpeng grabbed the six-eared macaque with one hand, and his figure flickered and disappeared.

The next moment, in the Luofu Mountain, in a mountain col, two groups of monks were fighting to the death.

On the ground, there were already quite a few corpses scattered around.

In the center of the battlefield, a large array shining with the light of the stars protected several figures, firmly blocking the strong people outside the large array.

"Stop!"

Kunpeng Ancestor roared angrily, and these monks were shocked and their blood was churning, and they had to stop collecting it.

Kunpeng stepped forward to take a look, and in the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, it was the Seven Immortals of Xuanci Mountain.

When the seven of them saw their master coming, their faces suddenly showed ecstasy.

"Master!"

The Seven Immortals withdrew their formations and saluted Kunpeng one after another, their faces wounded and they looked embarrassed.

"These are the monks who beat you like this?"

Kunpeng Ancestor didn't ask whether it was right or wrong, and first talked about the disciple's injury.

A look of shame appeared on the faces of the seven immortals, they were all powerhouses at the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal, but there were too many monks on the opposite side, and they couldn't resist it.

Kunpeng Ancestor could have thought that if his seven disciples grabbed the treasure, they would definitely be attacked by everyone.

If you don't have enough strength, even if you grab the baby, it's not necessarily a good thing.

"Master, it's all because the disciples are incompetent and their cultivation is insufficient, so they are besieged by many monks and cannot stand out from the encirclement. ”

Xuanguang was the first to stand up, and he was ashamed in his heart.

Kunpeng Ancestor didn't mean to blame them, he turned to look at the monks next to him.

When these monks saw the Kunpeng Ancestor coming, they naturally felt the powerful aura on the Kunpeng body, so no one dared to make a random move.

"You also dare to bully my Kunpeng Ancestor's disciples?"

Kunpeng Ancestor's words were cold, and he coldly glanced at many living beings.