Chapter 39 Kunpeng's calculations, Zhun Ti will strike again

As soon as Taiyi took out the Soul Refining Pot, everyone in the Lingxiao Hall immediately cast a hot gaze and landed on the Soul Refining Pot in Taiyi's hand.

It's all your own primordial gods, and if you can grab it, then ...... Thinking about it, everyone's eyes became greedy.

"Humph!"

Feeling the change in everyone's gaze, Taiyi suddenly snorted coldly, shocking the ministers, and his eyes swept over everyone coldly.

Everyone didn't dare to look at it, they all lowered their heads in embarrassment, and didn't dare to look at the soul refining pot again, only occasionally sneaking a glance at the corner of their eyes.

Taiyi retracted his gaze, only to see that he was holding a magic decision in his right hand, and then grabbed it towards the mouth of the pot, and a gray 'gas' was instantly grabbed by him, which was Kunpeng's wisp of primordial spirit.

Then he threw it at Kunpeng, and the 'gas' flew towards Kunpeng.

Kunpeng stretched out his hand and carefully caught the 'gas' as if he couldn't put it down, looking at the wisp of Yuan Shen in his hand that had been missing for a long time.

Kunpeng's eyes showed a look of fanaticism and excitement, and he hurriedly pressed his eyebrows, and the Yuan Shen instantly returned to the original Yuan Shen.

When the Yuan Shen returned, Kunpeng was suddenly confused, and his eyes were dazed.

After a while, Kunpeng's consciousness slowly recovered, and his eyes became clear and bright, like bright stars in the night sky, shining with light, and like endless black holes, which made people sink into it.

"So, you can say it!" Di Jun's faint voice came.

Hearing this, Kunpeng's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Heavenly Emperor, the power of the Wu Clan's Dutian Great Array is unparalleled, and if we want to weaken the power of the Great Array, we can......'t do it at all."

"Kunpeng, do you dare to fool me?" Taiyi was furious, and the other demon saints also glared at him.

Di Jun's face also flashed with anger, but he believed that Kunpeng would not be so stupid.

Kunpeng was unmoved, and after a few breaths, everyone's angry scolding gradually subsided, and he continued, "Although we can't weaken the power of the Dutian Great Array, we can calculate the ancestral witches of the Dead Witch Clan, as long as one or two ancestral witches fall, then the Dutian Great Array will be self-defeating, and it won't be able to become a ......."

That's right! The Wu Clan's Dutian Great Array relies on the twelve ancestral witches, but if the ancestral witches lose one or two, then won't this formation be able to be deployed?

"But at this time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have been staying in the Pangu Palace, and it is difficult to start at all, and besides, except for the Heavenly Emperor and the Eastern Emperor, the strength of a single person among us is not as good as that of the Ancestral Witch......" Bai Ze raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said.

"And what if you lure one or two of them out?"

"This ......," Bai Ze said, as long as he could draw it out, it would be easier to do it, he continued, "but how do you lure them out? Even if you want to assassinate you, it will be extremely difficult to succeed......"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Kunpeng, Bai Ze was right, if he went alone, even if he could attract it, he wouldn't be able to kill the ancestral witch.

Not to mention that the strength is inferior, even the physical defense of the ancestral witch is not comparable to these demon saints.

"Why do we need to do it, we can let them kill each other......" Kunpeng sneered twice when he heard this, it was extremely insidious, and Bai Ze couldn't help but tremble when he saw it.

"Demon Master, just say it, I can't guess what you say. Ying Zhao's voice suddenly sounded, he belongs to the kind of 'rough man' who is not good at thinking.

"Do you still remember how Demon Ancestor Rahu provoked the war between the three clans in the first place!"

Kunpeng said, seeing everyone nodding slightly, he continued, "As long as we imitate Rahu and provoke the ancestors of the Wu clan to kill each other, then we don't need to make a move, and they will all be self-defeating." ”

"Among the Wu clan, the twelve ancestors seem to be very united, but in fact, Gonggong and Zhurong often quarrel, and sometimes they even fight, but with Dijiang, things have not developed to the point of being out of control, as long as we can provoke a battle between the two and let them fight to the death, even if they can't die in the end, but how powerful can the Dutian Great Array be formed by the seriously injured ancestor witch?"

"Wonderful! The Demon Master's plan is very good, in this way, whether or not we can calculate the death of the Ancestral Witch, it will be extremely beneficial to us. ”

Ji Meng clapped his hands, a smile on his face. Immediately, he wondered, "But who should I send?"

"This task is going to fall on the Flying Demon Saint. Kunpeng looked at Fei Dan.

"The Feisheng Demon Saint can refine and imitate the breath of others, as long as he comes out, he will definitely be able to provoke the fight between Zhu Rong and Gonggong. ”

The strength of the Feisheng Demon Saint is considered to be in the middle among the top ten demon saints, and coupled with his magical ability, it is natural that this kind of thing will not be a problem to provoke a fight between the two.

"Hehe, the Emperor of Heaven can rest assured, and the ministers will not accept the trust. Fei Dan, who was transformed into a human form, looked a little thin, and the gloomy sneer on his face was extremely eerie and terrifying, and he arched his hand at Di Jun.

"Well, since that's the case, then do what the demon master said, Feidan, if you complete this, you will be a great hero of the demon clan. Di Jun nodded slightly.

"The minister must live up to the trust of the emperor. Fei Dan knelt down on one knee and said loudly.

"Heavenly Emperor ......" Bai Ze moved his lips, and wanted to persuade something, but he couldn't say it when the words reached his mouth, and when he saw Di Jun's appearance, he knew that he had made up his mind, and it was useless to persuade him by himself.

"I hope this matter goes well!" Bai Ze sighed in his heart.

The next day, Fei Dan quietly descended for thirty-three days and flew to the land of the Wu Clan.

Although his figure is well hidden, and he transforms into the appearance of a little demon, and his aura is below the golden immortal, it is extremely ordinary, but he still has not hidden it from the saints.

Flood famine, the western continent, above the spiritual mountain.

Next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, Zhun raised his eyebrows and said suspiciously, "What is this demon saint of the demon clan suddenly going to the territory of the Wu clan? Could it be that there is some kind of calculation?"

The eyelids on the merit golden lotus were raised, and he said lightly, "With the temperament of the demon clan, if you make a move at this time, then there must be some calculation, otherwise, you will be recuperating at this time, after all, you suffered a heavy loss last time, and your vitality is even more damaged, and you can't stand the toss." ”

"I'll do the math later......" Zhun Ti seemed interested, pinched his fingers and counted it.

After a few breaths, he smiled and said, "It turns out that the demon clan fought with this idea......"

Receiving Wen Yan, he also nodded slightly, he had calculated just now and knew what was going on.

"That's the case, senior brother, let's help them for a while!" Zhun Ti smiled slightly, his smile was a little sinister, but even more intriguing.

"Senior brother decided, then we will help them again......" The guide also smiled and nodded, and then shot again to cover up the heavenly opportunity for the demon clan.

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