Lao Wang Ba has a psychological shadow, since the beginning of the Lich Tribulation, Lao Wang Ba has been suppressing his own growth, refusing to absorb the aura of heaven and earth in the desolate world, and often doing good deeds to earn merits.

Since the Lich Tribulation, Lao Wang Ba's size has only doubled, and his cultivation is still at the peak of the late stage of the Golden Immortal, with the powerful turtle shell, the master of Taiyi Golden Immortal, don't want to break its Wang Ba shell, the general Da Luo Jin Immortal, if you want to break its turtle shell, it will take a lot of effort.

"No matter how much it is, whether it's a blessing or a curse, it's better than a dead end. "Old Wang Ba decided to continue moving in the direction of the North Styx, and that feeling of sometimes endangering and sometimes safe has always enveloped it.

The Shadow Demon God quickly penetrated deep into the North Stygian Island, looking for Kunpeng's lair, and as the Shadow Demon God continued to penetrate deeper into the North Stygian Island, he made new discoveries.

"Formation?"

The Shadow Demon God entered the formation unimpeded, and things like the formation and the illusion realm were like a fiction for the Shadow Demon God, and the Shadow Demon God had no effect on it.

"Such a strong formation, at least the formation arranged by a quasi-saint-level existence, could it be that this is Kunpeng's lair, that old Wang Ba didn't lie to me. ”

Lao Wang Ba, who was moving towards the North Styx Island, suddenly found that the crisis that enveloped him had disappeared strangely, and Lao Wang Ba muttered to himself: "It's strange, the crisis that enveloped me has actually disappeared, is it really gone, or is it a short disappearance?"

"Old Wangba, after I subdue Kunpeng, I will definitely let you live an exciting life. Shen Yong showed a weird smile, in addition to the Shadow Demon God, Kunpeng represented the fastest in the Flood Desolation World, and Lao Wang Ba represented the highest defense in the Flood Desolation World.

"It's strange, the crisis is gone, how do I feel a kind of heartbeat, and the feeling of egg pain, it's really egg pain, what's going on today, after seeing that human being, a bad feeling always envelops me. ”

Lao Wang Ba was very helpless, he knew that he didn't do good things to demons, so he let that human wander around in the North Stygian Sea, and it was difficult to be a good demon who helped others in the desolate world.

"Sure enough, it's Kunpeng's lair. ”

After the Shadow Demon God passed through the strong formation, the breath belonging to Kunpeng came to his face, Shen Yong felt that the situation in Kunpeng's lair was a little wrong, and said suspiciously: "It's strange, how can there be a thunder tribulation within the strong formation." ”

The Kunpeng's lair was very large, and the seven continents and four oceans of the earth combined were less than one ten-thousandth of it, and the Shadow Demon God quickly moved towards the location of the Thunder Tribulation.

An illusory big bird is under the thunderstorm, the feathers of the big bird's body are golden, and the illusory big bird is filled with the breath of a fairy, and under the illusory big bird, there is a huge figure.

"It's Kunpeng. ”

Shen Yong was overjoyed to see that huge familiar figure, exactly the same as the real Kunpeng, but his condition was not very good, one wing and two legs were gone, a hole was broken in his head, and there were several large holes in his body, through the huge wound, he could see the wriggling flesh inside.

Kunpeng's breath is weakening...... So far, the Lich Tribulation has not only failed to recover damage, but has also become more and more serious, and the situation is extremely bad.

"Beiming, you are so bold, you actually took advantage of the coma of this seat to steal the origin of this seat. Kunpeng was extremely angry, and asked Beiming to take good care of Beiming Island, this guy actually took advantage of his serious injury to steal his origin, the disappearance of the origin, and the cultivation gradually exploded, and even his own body could not be controlled.

"Kunpeng, you old immortal, we were born together on the North Styx Island, I am a little island spirit, and you are a Kunpeng who is famous in the desolate world, since this is the case, I also admit it, but you have imprisoned my growth, and have always treated me as a humble slave, I am not reconciled, why does the Heavenly Dao treat me like this. ”

"I've been suffering so hard, the way of heaven has finally opened my eyes, and you've returned from a heavy blow in the Lich Tribulation, and my chance has finally come... It's finally here, Kunpeng today is your end. ”

"I'm the North Hell, no, from now on I'm no longer the North Hell, no longer the island spirit of the North Styx Island, but the Golden-Winged Dapeng, my Golden-Winged Dapeng will replace the Kunpeng and become the Golden-Winged Dapeng famous in the entire desolate world, haha......"

"Jie Ji ......"

Shen Yongchang saw that Kunpeng was about to fall, and the little island spirit of the North Styx Island became the golden-winged Dapeng that later became famous in the desolate world.

"Who?"

Beiming vigilantly scanned the surrounding situation, and at the critical moment, an unknown existence emerged.

"Daoyou save me, Daoyou save me......"

Kunpeng's call came, very eager, this is his only hope of survival, the origin was stolen by the island spirit, if there is no miracle, the famous Kunpeng in the desolate world, just like this, completely disappeared in the desolate world.

Kunpeng was extremely aggrieved, extremely unwilling, unwilling......

"No matter who it is today, even if it's a saint, don't try to stop me, the creatures that stop me have to die, die ......" The Northern Stygian Island Spirit activated the formation, frantically looking for the creatures hiding in the shadows, the quasi-saint-level existence broke into the Kunpeng lair, and the island spirit was confident that this quasi-saint would be killed or maimed.

Kunpeng was powerless, he had lost control of the Lair Formation, and he was unable to stop what the Island Spirit was doing.

Since the Lich Tribulation, the Northern Stygian Island Spirit has been carefully planning to kill Kunpeng, Kunpeng has fallen into a state of coma, and without Kunpeng's suppression, the Island Spirit can finally continue to improve his cultivation.

Taking advantage of Kunpeng's coma, the island spirit secretly isolated the heaven and earth aura of Kunpeng's lair, secretly suppressed Kunpeng's recovery, and stole Kunpeng's origin......

The spirit of the North Styx Island has been uneasy for countless years, for fear that Kunpeng will suddenly wake up, and the Heavenly Dao seems to be on the side of the spirit of the North Stygian Island, and Kunpeng has never woken up.

The cultivation of the spirit of the Northern Stygian Island has finally been promoted to the peak state of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and the cultivation of Kunpeng has reversed the realm of the Golden Immortals.

Kunpeng lost his last origin, and his cultivation fell to the Golden Immortal in an instant, and he was still falling, Kunpeng woke up in shock, it was too late, he was completely suppressed by the Northern Stygian Island Spirit, lost the power to resist, and lost the control of the once carefully arranged formation.

"Who? where the hell is getting out of here. "The spirit of the North Styx Island is crazy, and I searched the entire Kunpeng lair, but I didn't find the weird voice just now.

"Don't look for it, I'm here. "Shen Yong's Shen Yong appeared in front of the North Stygian Island Spirit and Kunpeng.

Thundered!

The quasi-saint-level attack frantically attacked Shen Yong, and after a round of attacks, the Northern Stygian Island Spirit was shocked to find that the purple-clothed figure was still there, looking at him with disdain.

"You're a saint?" the Northern Stygian Spirit wasn't quite sure.

The second one is sent.

(End of chapter)