Chapter 447: The altar is broken, and he flees
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"I don't know what you want, I don't know what to say, so I have to see the truth under my hands. Wuchao Zen Master said angrily, his hand turned over, and a three-foot-high big gourd suddenly appeared in his hand, there was a line of light in the gourd, and a thing appeared on it, seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes, and two white lights in his eyes, straight to the sky, nailing the Kunpeng Mud Pill Palace.
"Hey, the Immortal Flying Knife, it's okay to deal with ordinary immortals, but to deal with me, I am afraid that the bamboo basket will be empty, don't lose the flying knife, lose the magic weapon of the house!" said with a smile.
Kunpeng said so, but the huge Peng's eyes were very cautious, and he was full of energy, and the space was shattered layer by layer.
Now that he had made up his mind, Zen Master Wuchao didn't say anything more, bowed to the gourd, and said solemnly: "Please turn around, baby." ”
Wuchao Zen Master's words fell, and he saw the gourd in the gourd, the treasure with divine light, eyebrows and eyes "Zheng" rushed out of the gourd, if the sword out of the sheath, a flash across the infinite time and space, appeared in front of the thick and huge neck of Dapeng.
"Bah!" Kunpeng shouted, and two swords shaped like bird's wings appeared on his head, spun rapidly, protecting his head.
"Ding Ding Ding ......" The seven-inch light with eyebrows and eyes circled around Kunpeng's head, colliding with the bird's wing double knife many times, making a crisp sound like a sword colliding, and the sky was full of dazzling sword light and sword shadows.
After the light released by the gourd circled around Dapeng's head, he flew back into the gourd, trembling slightly in the gourd, as if he was dissatisfied with cutting off the other party's head, and seemed to be afraid of encountering a strong enemy.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you, but the Demon Slaying Sword is still so sharp. It's a pity that I have suffered heavy losses in the Lich War, although I have been repaired by you and have been nurtured for many years, it is a pity that I have lost the Demon Slaying Saint (Taiyi Golden Immortal) such as cutting vegetables, and the Demon Slayer God (Da Luo Jin Xian) is like killing a dog, and dare to kill the Demon Emperor's sharpness, although it is as sharp as before, but it is no longer what I can, and the waste person is really only worthy of waste!" Kunpeng looked down, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, but the words he said were very vicious, which was extremely inconsistent with his demeanor of looking at the world.
"Hey, if my Immortal Slashing Flying Knife is a waste, isn't your Pengyi Knife even more of a waste of waste? Regarding Kunpeng's words, Wuchao Zen Master was not angry, but said lightly.
Waste people use waste, you use more waste than mine, it means that you are more waste than me...... Zen Master Wuchao just said this in his heart, after all, he never considered himself a waste.
Wuchao Zen Master was full of resentment at this time, Kunpeng, this guy is simply talking without brains, harming others and not benefiting himself.
"Hmph!" Kunpeng snorted coldly, "There is only one pillar of incense left, what do you think?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, how do you think about it?" Zen Master Wuchao still looked indifferent, but the Buddha light shrouded in Futu Mountain was a little more abundant.
"It seems that you have a choice, between the mongrel and the thing, you choose the thing. It is worthy of being the person who left his brother to escape when he saw the danger back then, and he was cold-blooded enough!" After Kunpeng said lightly, his body pressed down a little, and after suppressing the more arrogant Buddha light back to his original state, he said without being salty and indifferent: "Fortunately, I know that you are this kind of person, and I didn't personally take action to get your miscellaneous ***, which will damage my Kunpeng's prestige!"
Hearing Kunpeng mention the old things, let alone that he abandoned his brother and escaped alone, there was a fire in the eyes of Wuchao Zen Master, and the Buddha light on Futu Mountain suddenly became hot.
"Oh! This Ming King's wrath is made by you, the firebird that represents the light, and it is really a bit of a sight!" Dapeng suddenly turned from a bird to a fish, his body was shrouded in black water, and his big mouth opened and closed.
"Sneer......"
Water and fire are incompatible, the Ming King's wrath and the water of the North Hell clashed violently, the sound of sneering was endless, and the heaven and earth were full of steaming mist.
"I'm going to save people, you can't stop me! The reason why I have been fighting with you for so long and hearing you talk so much nonsense is that I feel that this is an opportunity to hone my son's state of mind and improve my cultivation; second, I want to see if your ability has improved, but the result is too disappointing to me, and now my son's cultivation is not improving, so I will not accompany him!" In the hot dance in the sky, there was a loud voice of the Wuchao Zen Master, and then a clear black cry, a round of red sun rose, and the blink of an eye became golden, exuding an immeasurable scorching Buddha light, and the mist in the sky evaporated in an instant.
The mist evaporated instantly, and I saw the Wuchao Zen Master with his hands folded, sitting solemnly in the Wuchao, and chanting loudly: "If the sun comes, the Buddha's light shines!"
With the chanting of Zen Master Wuchao, the great sun above his head rumbled towards the sky, like a great sun rising, and a comet hitting the earth towards the heavenly kunyu.
In the face of the incoming sun, the look in the eyes of the giant kun was a little solemn, the two fins fanned lightly, and the calm and waveless North Stygian Sea above his head suddenly hung a hurricane, but the sea water was still calm, but it began to freeze, and the white ice slag was covered with the sea in the blink of an eye, and after a while, it turned from a dead sea to an ice and snow world.
I saw the giant fish's mouth open and close, and the voice was like thunder: "The vast north of the underworld, the eternal cold!"
The frozen Northern Underworld Ocean flew down from the top of its head with the shouts of the giant kun, like an iceberg falling to the ground, pressing fiercely towards the rising sun.
"Boom!" The great sun collided with the ice, and the sky really collapsed, one was the essence of heavenly fire, and the other was the essence of cold water, and as soon as they touched each other, there was an immediate violent collision.
Ice and snow usually melt under the sun, but the cold ice attracted by Kunpeng is not ordinary ice, but it is made by extracting the cold qi of the Northern Underworld, condensed by its own Northern Underworld Dao for hundreds of millions of years, and it will not melt after being exposed to the sun for tens of millions of years.
Although the great sun recruited by Wuchao Zen Master is not the real sun, it does not have the vast volume and heat of the sun, but it is also the day essence collected by Wuchao Zen Master on countless sunny days, and refined it with his own way of the great sun, which is really like the sun.
The sun is not sunlight, even though the ice in the north does not melt for eternity, but in close contact with the sun, the ice still quickly thaws, turns into snow water, and melts into the sea.
Although the Zen Master's Great Day melted into ice, it also consumed a lot of energy, and the colors were not as dazzling as they were at the beginning.
"It's useless, your sun is not the real sun, you can melt the ice and snow of the North Underworld, but you can't evaporate the sea water of the North Underworld. When the sun sets, the ice and snow will cover the North Darkness again!" Kunpeng's voice was a little wooden, a little boring: "You don't want to give me that thing, and I won't let you have it with peace of mind, in addition to letting you watch your son die, I will also spread the news that you have that thing all over the world! ”
"Except for the saints who want ...... Could that thing you are talking about be Hongmeng Purple Qi?" Wuchao Zen Master's eyelids jumped, and he said incredibly.
"You don't think you're stupid yet! But I don't dare ask for anything if you give it to me now, it's hot. Let's exchange hands so much, I don't know how many people have been alarmed, I wanted to secretly take something and leave, alas, you made your words clear, it seems that you can't get any benefit!"
"You don't think that Hongyun's Hongmeng purple qi is on me, right?" Wuchao Zen Master asked with a somewhat ugly face, this has to be taken as true, God knows how much trouble will come to the door.
"Hey, if it weren't for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, with your qualifications to become a quasi-saint, what kind of character are you, I don't know what I have watched you grow up with?" Kunpeng sneered.
"I've never seen that thing, don't spew blood!" Wuchao Zen Master was really angry, this matter must be explained clearly, sit down, even if you don't die, you have to shed your skin.
"Hey, after the red cloud blew itself up, I was blown away, and by the time I dragged my seriously injured body to find it, that area had been blocked by Dijun and Taiyi. Your father, your mother, your uncle, your nine brothers, and twelve younger sisters all died in the Lich Tribulation, and before the decisive battle, Emperor Jun sent you to Nuwa Palace, Hongmeng Purple Qi is not on you, but on whom?" Kunpeng said through gritted teeth.
"As everyone knows, the red cloud explodes and the purple gas disappears, don't speculate!" The Zen master was not calm, and while the imperial envoy Da Ri attacked the giant kun, he scolded angrily!
"Hey, originally I didn't believe that the things I had planned for a long time could be easily obtained by Di Jun and Taiyi or two, but since the Lich Tribulation, you were born as a golden immortal, and you have cultivated half a tribulation (thirty Yuanhui) to become a waste, but in this Yuanhui that has just risen from the human race, you have advanced by leaps and bounds from the Taiyi realm and become a quasi-saint giant, I can't help but doubt it. Kunpeng said, and the Northern Stygian Ocean continued to shrink.
"This is nonsense, the purple qi has disappeared, but many great powers have seen it, and the saint was alive at that time, so that the Hongmeng purple qi could fall into the hands of the father?"
"Hmph, at that time, Di Jun and Tai Yi were so close to the purple qi, who knows if they had any means left to find it again, if they didn't take it at that time, let them escape, they didn't want to become the target of the public!" Kunpeng said indignantly.
"You are living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! My father and uncle are heroes in the world, and if they get it, they will say that they can do it, how can they deny it against their will?" Wuchao Zen Master's face was gloomy, and the magnified power of the sun was doubled, and he actually evaporated the ocean above the giant kun's head by one ten-thousandth.
"Annoyed and angry, it's useless to resist death and not admit it, just the power you just now, you have exposed a lot of things. You are not only a quasi-saint, but you have already beheaded two corpses, except for Hongmeng Purple Qi, what else can make your waste progress so fast? I will come to you again in the future, but I will disguise it, I hope that you can let me out of this little old man when the time comes. By the way, don't send me, your son is running out of time!" said the giant kun, and with a long mouth, the vast ocean that covered the sky and the sun quickly contracted, and was sucked into its belly, and then the Kunpeng turned into a big peng, with its wings fanned, the void cracked, and its body looked into the crack in the space, and then disappeared.
Kunpeng has gone, and Wuchao Zen Master also has a gloomy face to collect the big sun and his own momentum.
"Boom ......" was missing the suppression of the two quasi-saints' powers, and the aftermath of the battle between the two spread, and the flames flew and ice splashed everywhere in a radius of Futu Mountain, which was simply an apocalyptic scene. Except for Futu Mountain, which was protected by a formation and had no damage, the rest of the place, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and all the beasts fled, but this was only a dying struggle, and it was soon swallowed by the fire and ice, and there was no slag left.
"Hmph!" In the black nest, the black nest Zen master who forced Kunpeng back snorted, and the corners of his mouth were bursting with flames.
The fight between Kunpeng and Wuchao Zen Master seems to be lukewarm, but it is dangerous, and only those true powers know it.
What kind of person is Kunpeng, insidious and cunning, vicious and cruel, if he has to do nothing, knowing that the black nest is powerful, he can't kill the black nest to verify the authenticity of the guess, how can he easily retreat?
After calming down the churning qi and blood, Zen Master Wuchao split the void with one palm and put his hand inside.
The outstretched hand of the Wuchao Zen Master traveled through time and space, and in the next moment, it appeared in the sky above the valley where the gray-robed man was.
With a gentle stroke, the crazy soul power outside the enchantment was scattered, and he passed directly through the enchantment and grabbed the gray-robed man.
The hand made of gold grabbed the gray robe, and was about to retract into the crack in the space, when a black shadow suddenly appeared on the side, shattering the golden hand and grabbing the gray robe in his hand.
After the black shadow stopped, he saw that it was a middle-aged Taoist wearing a black robe, short and fat, with a strange face, and a fierce light often flashing in his eyes.
"Kunpeng, you are shameless!" came the angry voice of the Wuchao Zen Master from the crack, and a terrifying scorching breath came from the crack.
"I'm sorry, I lied before, I wasn't afraid of losing face so I didn't arrest your son and threaten you, I didn't know where he was, thank you for showing me the way!" The middle-aged Taoist known as Kunpeng apologized in a very sincere tone, but the sinister smile on his face was hypocritical.
"I want to save the golden crow seedling that you have worked hard for tens of thousands of years to get, and come to Beiming to find me with what I want!" Kunpeng said to the spatial crack, and then carried the gray robe's neck, like a chicken, and flew towards the North Sea.
"I don't have what you want!" came the angry roar of the Black Nest Zen Master from the crack.
"I don't care about that. After Kunpeng left a cold word, he accelerated and completely disappeared.
The spatial crack slowly dissipated, and the valley returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, only the altar in the quagmire, proving that there was indeed a powerful Taiyi Golden Immortal here.
When Wuchao Zen Master dispersed the soul power that Chen Xian had unleashed, Chen Xian, who was thousands of miles away, also felt it.
"Failed, it seems that someone really has made a move!" Chen Xian opened his eyes and frowned.
"Smack!" The three bunches of green incense on the altar broke off!
"Poof!" Three soul-boosting lamps and seven soul-catching lamps extinguished without wind.
"Bang!" the paper figure made of toilet paper suddenly exploded, and the paper was flying like butterflies in the sky.
"Whew!" Seeing this, Chen Xian took a deep breath and his pupils shrank. The cultivation of the person who rescued the gray robe was really unfathomable, not to mention breaking the power of the soul, it was really terrifying that he broke the altar directly from an unknown distance, following the faint continuity in the underworld.
"It's not safe here, leave quickly!" Chen Xian was frightened, and he didn't care about cleaning up, so after hiding his breath, he pulled his legs and left.
A moment after Chen Xian left, a terrifying divine thought descended on this place, circled, and after not finding it, he retreated again, not knowing where he came from or where he went.
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