Have something to discuss?

What the hell does Dijun want to do!

Raising his eyebrows, Kunpeng's eyes were full of suspicion, he absolutely didn't believe that Di Jun would come to Beiming to find him for no reason, and the latter was a well-known pride in the wilderness, how could he become so easy to speak?

"There must be a deception in this!"

Muttering in his heart, Kunpeng's expression changed a few times, and then he said: "Di Jun, if you want to ask anything, just say it directly, as long as it is not something that touches interests, Ancestor I can answer you!"

You still don't trust me!

It seems that this Kunpeng's suspicious personality is really difficult!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Emperor Jun took a deep look at Kunpeng, and then said directly without talking nonsense: "The question of this emperor is very simple, how can Kunpeng Daoist Friends lead the people of the Demon Master Palace to join my Demon Court?"

As soon as these words came out, Kunpeng's face suddenly looked embarrassed.

Lead the Demon Master Palace to join the Demon Court?

Isn't this a clear attempt to recover him?

Suddenly, the momentum of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Great Perfection around Kunpeng permeated out, and his expression was cold and violent: "Emperor Jun, you want to make the Ancestor surrender to you, you are wishful thinking!"

"Even if I Kunpeng dies here, in the hands of the great power of the Flood Desolation, I will definitely not surrender to you Emperor Jun!"

"If you want to do it, you can try it, although you are now a quasi-saint-level existence, the ancestor will definitely not be afraid of you!"

Oh!

But unfortunately, you will still end up in the Demon Court after all!

With a cold smile, Di Jun glanced at Kunpeng playfully, and then said: "Kunpeng, I respected you for three points before, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of current affairs!"

"Bendi will let you see how far away you are from the world today!"

After finishing speaking, Di Jun didn't talk nonsense, his right hand was raised, and the vast quasi-saint mana swept out, but in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a huge palm in mid-air, and attacked straight towards the area where Kunpeng was.

"Quasi-Holy Power!"

"Di Jun, you really think that you can do whatever you want when you reach the quasi-saint!"

A solemn look flashed in his eyes, and Kunpeng was furious at the moment, although he knew very well that he was probably not Di Jun's opponent, but at this moment, he couldn't care about anything else.

Immediately, Kunpeng waved his right hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Kunpeng fights the sky!"

With a loud bang, the Northern Xuanbing shattered, and the white Xuanbing mixed with the black Xuanshui rose from the sky, forming a huge spear, which broke through the air and struck at the giant palm.

In the next second, the giant palm and the spear collided together in mid-air.

With a soft click, you can see that the spear is stunned, and then it begins to collapse and disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the power of the giant palm is still the same, and it is pressed straight out, and the power is unparalleled, and it has a posture of covering the sky with one hand.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this situation, Kunpeng's expression turned cold, he didn't expect that his attack was useless, the power of the quasi-saint was really not something that his Great Luo Golden Immortal Great Perfection cultivation could resist.

However, after all, Kunpeng is an ancestor, the lord of the Northern Underworld, how could he give in so easily?

Hmmm-

The cry resounded, and I saw Kunpeng's body shake, and a huge Kunpeng's real body that covered the sky and the sun appeared.

Kunpeng spread its wings, and the power of the hurricane and the power of the Xuanshui burst out, mixed with endless frost and soared into the sky, directly hitting the giant palm.

With a loud bang, the giant palm collapsed, and Kunpeng's huge body retreated thousands of miles behind, and drops of black blood fell out.

What a strong body!

It is worthy of the divine beast Kunpeng!

This scene, seeing Di Jun's eyes, the strength of this Kunpeng is really not covered, and the name of the great power of the desolation is also undoubted, he is now a quasi-saint cultivator, and he can't be completely crushed.

"Di Jun, what else can be used!"

At this moment, Kunpeng's roar resounded, and he saw his wings flapping, and his huge body instantly crossed thousands of miles to reach the field, and went straight towards Di Jun.

"Fight for the flesh?"

"You should be afraid of you!"

The essence of his eyes flashed, Di Jun was not afraid of others, not to mention that his three-legged golden crow body was not inferior to the divine beast Kunpeng, just after he refined the Pangu essence blood, his physical strength even surpassed that of ordinary ancestral witches, how could he be afraid?

Without using the three-legged golden crow's body, Di Jun slowly raised his right hand and opened it into a fist under Kunpeng's incredulous gaze, and slammed it out, directly colliding with his huge body.

Bang –

A deafening explosion rang out.

Endless hurricanes can be seen sweeping along with it, and the entire Northern Underworld is in turmoil, and countless glaciers are shattered and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, but the water level of the entire North Underworld is rising at this moment, and the stormy waves are swept away, which has the posture of devouring everything, making countless creatures living in the North Underworld escape from the bottom of the North Underworld in terror.

The stalemate between the two sides lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and then, it could be seen that Kunpeng's huge body was directly shaken out, and the huge body fell into the North Hell, crashing into countless glaciers, smashing into the water, and the aftermath of the splash made the stormy waves reach a height of 300 meters and swept in all directions.

"Not bad!"

"Not bad!"

Feeling the power caused by his punch, Di Jun looked at his fist at the moment, and nodded frequently to express extreme satisfaction.

On the contrary, the desolate powerhouses who were paying attention to the movements on the side of the Northern Darkness at this moment were shocked, and they exclaimed one by one in their cave mansions regardless of their manners: "How is this possible!"

"What a powerful strength and physical body, how did Di Jun do it!"

"Unbelievable, this is the power of the quasi-saint, how can it be so terrifying?"

"Kunpeng, that's an existence that has condensed the demon body to the extreme, and is not even inferior to the ancestral witch, and it was actually knocked away by him with one punch, which is unbelievable!"

“......”

There's no way, Dijun has changed too much.

Before entering the quasi-saint, although Di Jun was at the level of the Great Perfection of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, if it weren't for the existence of Heshu Luotu, his combat power would only be second-rate.

But now?

After the latter entered the quasi-saint, it was like an explosive ascension like a rebirth, how could this be acceptable to those Flood Desolation Divine Mansions and powers!

"Dijun!"

At this moment, Kunpeng's angry roar resounded through the Northern Darkness.

I saw the Northern Stygian Sea explode, the monstrous black Xuanshui swept through the sky, Kunpeng threw away Peng's body, and evolved into a huge black Kun thousands of miles wandering in it, the power of Xuanshui rolled, the cold and piercing water gun condensed, and continuously attacked towards the area where Di Jun was.

At this moment, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the endless chill permeated, and Di Jun even felt a trace of coldness, even his three-legged golden crow body seemed to have a somewhat irrepressible posture.