Chapter 177: The Imperial Prince, the Lich Cause

"By the way, Demon Master, why, it seems that the father and the second uncle don't like you very much. ”

After the teaching was completed, it had become a habit for the princes to go to the soup pool to take a bath, but after several months of teaching, this time, the princes also pulled Kunpeng.

Kunpeng was indispensable, so he went.

The eldest prince, Bo Yao, learned from Kunpeng is the way of the emperor, and today, he also asked this question.

"Well, speaking of which, it's more troublesome. "Kunpeng is not shy about it, at this time, for Kunpeng, although it is a shame, but it is already a skill to be able to come back alive under the two quasi-saints and several supreme treasures.

Kunpeng told the ten princes about a series of things such as provoking Di Jun and Taiyi that day, being chased and killed by Di Jun and Taiyi to Beiminghai, etc.

In itself, Kunpeng's eloquence is not bad, and besides, if he has the intention to please, he naturally lifts Dijun and Taiyi up slightly and lowers himself.

After all, they are still young, and they have not gone out with Emperor Jun and Taiyi to fight in the north and south, and the only young man who has ever gone out was defeated by a witch monk, and almost lost his life.

Therefore, the reverence for his father and second uncle has also been pushed to a higher level.

"But, Demon Master, I have something to ask. Second Highness Zhong Lang, after wiping a handful of water from his face, looked at Kunpeng.

"Your Highness, it doesn't hurt to speak. ”

"According to what you said, my father and second uncle are already rare opponents in this desolate world, so why did that Wu clan monk dare to be so unscrupulous and seriously injure my tenth brother that day?"

Zhong Lang's face even flashed a trace of anger, after all, his own younger brother can beat himself, and others can't beat him!

And Youwen slowly leaned closer to the edge of the soup pool.

"When I talk about it, I only hear it, I talk about it casually, I listen to it casually, out of my mouth, into your ears. ”

The princes nodded one after another.

"Between heaven and earth, the strength of the two Majesties is indeed a rare opponent, but they are not the strongest one under this desolate heavenly dao. ”

"The strongest?"

"Yes, under the Heavenly Dao, the strongest one, we are honored as Hongjun Patriarch, the dojo is thirty-three days away, in the Zixiao Palace, your father, second uncle, and even me, all after listening to this patriarch's preaching, they are really and truly on the way to this cultivation. ”

Emperor Jun and Taiyi are busy with government affairs on weekdays, so how can they have time to coax their children? And Xihe and Chang Xi have lived in this sun star and Taiyin star for a long time, and rarely go out and walk, so in the flood and wilderness, the things that have almost spread all over the world are extremely novel in the ears of the princes.

"How many disciples has this Hongjun Patriarch taught?"

"Patriarch Hongjun has preached three times, three times, and there are about 3,000 people in Zixiao Palace. After estimating the number, Kunpeng came to an uncertain conclusion.

After all, no one takes this amount seriously.

"Three thousand!!" the princes gasped!

Hongjun's patriarch's ability can be seen! His own father, second uncle, and the demon master Kunpeng in front of him are all Hongjun patriarch's disciples! To be able to train such a disciple, this patriarch's ability is truly true, and it shocked all the princes.

"Then, Demon Master, what rank do you rank among the disciples of this patriarch?"

Kunpeng smiled bitterly.

"I'm stupid, how can we be the disciples of the patriarch? I'm just a listener in the Zixiao Palace, not among the disciples of the patriarch, and there are only seven disciples under the patriarch's seat. ”

A group of princes, these days with Kunpeng to start a move, there are not a few, even if ten people are together, in the hands of Kunpeng, they can't pass the lily.

Moreover, his father promoted Kunpeng to a demon master, and it was inevitable that he would win him over, but even with Kunpeng's strength, he couldn't be a disciple of the ancestor?

"It's not just me, your father and second uncle, and they're not the disciples of the patriarch. Kunpeng's words are not shocking, and he even threw out another big breaking point!

The princes, if they didn't know that Hongjun Patriarch had taught 3,000 disciples like Kunpeng, they would even think that the patriarch had lost his reputation.

However, even such a natural asset as his father and second uncle are not disciples of the patriarch?

Then, how amazing and brilliant should those disciples under the patriarch's seat be?

"Then, the Patriarch sat down with seven disciples, who are they?" said Youwen slowly.

"Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace Taiqing Daoist, Yuqing Daoist, Shangqing Daoist, Wa Palace Nuwa Niangniang, Western Sect Introduction, Zhun Ti Two Venerables, and, Hongyun Patriarch. ”

Kunpeng spoke eloquently, but when he mentioned the red cloud, the color on his face was fleeting!

"How are these seven people different from the Demon Master, Father Emperor, etc.?"

"The three Taoists of Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing are the three Taoists of Pangu Yuanshen, and they are transformed into three Qings in one gas, and Nuwa Niangniang is now the Holy Mother of the Human Race, the Demon Emperor of Heaven, and the two Zhun Ti are the two masters of the Western Sect, and these six have all been sanctified. ”

"Then, what about the Red Cloud Patriarch?" Hearing that this Kunpeng had only mentioned six people, and that there was one person who had not yet been mentioned, Bo Yi was a little curious.

"This Hongyun Patriarch is the one in Zixiao Palace who forced me to give up my seat!

Fortunately, when it comes to red clouds, Kunpeng's face is like ice, and the demonic power in his body is unconsciously scurrying, and this hot magma-like soup pool is actually a little condensed!

"Is that him?" the princes suddenly realized that it was him!

"However, he has been killed by my own hands, and his soul was saved by the great god Fuxi, the Taoist companion of Nuwa Niangniang, and now, I am afraid that he has also been reincarnated. ”

Kunpeng let out a long breath, and the complexion on his face slowly returned to normal.

Not wanting to talk too much about it, Kunpeng looked at Youwen.

"Your Highness the Tenth, that day, you said that you were injured by the Wu Clan's monks, but, in my opinion, this Wu Clan's people, who have refined their physical bodies, don't know anything about this magic method of cultivating immortals, so how can this Wu Clan monk start?"

Suddenly, Coco's face changed and changed, and she got into the water and said no more.

"Alas, if you don't get rid of this hurdle in the tenth brother's heart, I'm afraid that sooner or later there will be problems. ”

Bo Yao sighed softly, and then looked at Kunpeng.

"Demon Master, tell us about this witch clan, I also want to know what kind of miracle is in the race of the person who hurt my tenth brother!"

"This witch clan. Kunpeng pretended to mean it for a while, and then slowly spoke.

"The Wu clan is different from the demon clan, the demon clan is based on demon power, and pays attention to cultivating immortals to attain the Tao, while the Wu clan is to study the method of forging the body, if it is in terms of their strength, the great witch is equivalent to our Da Luo Jin Xian, and the highest level of the Wu clan, there are only twelve people, all of whom are equal to the strength of the two Majes. ”

"Twelve!!" the Golden Crow Princes looked at each other.

"However, how many people are there in this witch clan?" As the eldest brother, Bo Yi is the most sober one.

"The number of Great Witches is no more than a hundred. "Kunpeng, as a demon master, how could he not understand Beiju Luzhou, the Wu clan is indeed powerful, but the scarcity of top combat power has led to the fact that although the Wu clan was brought to the right path by Xiao Bai, the accumulation of strength is still insufficient.

"Moreover, according to the information sent back by the Heavenly Court, some of the Wu clans have already gone to Nanzhan Buzhou to establish a new stronghold, and in the new stronghold, I am afraid that there will be no more than five Great Witches guarding it. ”

Bo Ying's spirit perked up: There will be no more than five! That is to say, five Da Luo peaks!

Gather the strength of your own ten brothers, these five great witches, that is, a tie!

Bo Yao glanced around his own brothers, but found that his own brothers were also looking at themselves!

Destroy the stronghold of the witch clan first, give it to the junior brother, and get rid of the demons first!

The princes immediately talked about it, and even Youwen had a rare smile on her face.

It's just that none of the princes noticed that the corners of Kunpeng's mouth were sneering.