Kunpeng's voice sounded gloomily, echoing throughout the Crystal Palace, not as much as everyone in the hall could hear it, and the demons and monsters outside the hall could also hear it clearly, as if it was ringing in their ears.

Dao Dao white mangs lit up from Kunpeng's body, turning into a mysterious Dao pattern, intertwined in the void, the Dao pattern continued to circle and become larger, and in the scope of the Dragon Clan's ancestor's momentum, a hole was torn apart.

Rumble!

The two momentum collided together, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the entire East China Sea tumbled, as if the end of the world was coming, and the terrifying momentum permeated out, making all the monsters and the people of the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas feel cold, kneeling on the ground like ostriches, trembling, some couldn't bear it, and fainted directly.

The six-eared macaque and the Monkey King were chasing and killing the fleeing monsters over the East China Sea, and suddenly they were affected by this momentum, and their bodies froze directly in mid-air, and they fell into the sea with a thud, and they were embarrassed with the ups and downs of the waves.

It was also their tenacity that they were extraordinary, and after a while, they gradually got used to it, glanced at each other, and suddenly knew that something was happening, and then they didn't care about the monsters that escaped, and hurriedly flew in the direction of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

Knock!

Jiang Hao's body was also shocked, and he took two steps back in a row, only then did he stand firm, and he was busy using his mana, and ten thousand golden lights fell, turning into a faint light shroud around him, like an iron wall, resisting all the aftermath of the next.

"Huh?" Kunpeng's gaze swept over Jiang Hao, with a slight surprise on his face, obviously he didn't expect that at such a close distance, Jiang Hao would still be able to stand firm in the momentum of the two of them.

The divine light in Kunpeng's pupils flickered, but he couldn't see through Jiang Hao's past at all, as if it was covered with a thick fog, covering everything up, but Kunpeng's expression did not have the slightest surprise, but with a little understanding.

"No wonder you still haven't given up, and you have to fight for your life, it turns out that you found out that this Jiao Demon King is the one who should be robbed!"

There was a sneer on the corner of Kunpeng's mouth, no wonder this Jiao Demon King was able to cultivate to such a point in just three hundred years, no wonder this Ao Xuan had been a shrunken turtle for 10,000 years, but now he suddenly made such a big move, it turned out that he found out that among his dragon sons and grandsons, there was an uncertain person who should be robbed, and wanted to take the opportunity to reverse the fate of the dragon clan.

There are many catastrophes between heaven and earth, and these bigwigs who survived from ancient times naturally have a lot of understanding of the catastrophe, unlike at the beginning, they don't understand anything.

Heaven and earth are constant, and they have their own fixed numbers, but whenever the great tribulation comes, there will be variables, and the way of heaven will also become chaotic.

As the saying goes, "the avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them is gone", this variable is the one, the one who should be robbed, the most dangerous but also has infinite possibilities, and it is the only chance for all beings in heaven and earth to change their lives against the sky.

As long as you can grasp the variables, heaven and earth can be repeated, immortals can be changed, life and death can be reversed, and prosperity and decline are only in a thought, but this is a blessing or a curse is not necessarily.

Just like Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya at the time of the Great Tribulation of the Gods, both of them are variables, and those who are entangled with the lives of the two are not incomprehensible even if they are saints, but the results are completely different.

However, the variable is not easy to find, because he is not in the Heavenly Dao, and any arithmetic is useless, so he can only rely on himself to find it little by little, which not only requires a lot of energy, but more importantly, he must have enough luck.

The one who should be robbed?

Jiang Hao was stunned when he heard this, but soon reacted that this Kunpeng obviously thought badly, the reason why he was a variable was completely because he was not a person from this world, but he was not a person who should be robbed at all, if there was really someone who should be robbed in the Journey to the West, it should probably be Sun Wukong.

However, Jiang Hao's gaze swept over Kunpeng's face, I don't know if it was an illusion, from Kunpeng's expression, he saw a full of disgust, just like a person in new shoes saw a pile of dog shit on the side of the road and wanted to take a detour.

"Boy, stand there obediently! Today's events have nothing to do with you!"

A white light burst out from Kunpeng's body, turning into a curtain of light and blocking Jiang Hao aside, what he wanted was to hold everything firmly in his hands, he had never been interested in this kind of variable, on the contrary, he couldn't avoid it.

Kunpeng turned his head to look in the direction of the Dragon Clan's ancestor, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and said in a cold voice: "With the current state of your Four Seas Dragon Clan, you dare to wade into this pool of troubled waters, are you not afraid of ending up with a catastrophe that will never be cut off?"

"It's not your turn to worry about the affairs of the Four Seas Dragon Clan!" "The voice of the Dragon Clan Ancestor came from the depths of the Crystal Palace, it seemed a little sharp and harsh, as if he was annoyed and angry, and shouted: "Kunpeng, back then, you made an agreement with my Dragon Clan on behalf of Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, are you already disregarding your face today and are going to break your promise?"

Commitment to face?

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, for a hero like him, commitment and face are very important, but what is more important is the benefits, as long as the interests are big enough, these two things can be stopped at any time.

In order to protect his face, he watched his disciple being killed, and it was not until his own disciple was about to die that he couldn't bear to end up in person.

And before that, the disciples of the Exposition Sect joined forces to kill I don't know how many sect members, and even Yuan Shi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun also ended up several times, and took Sanxiao away along with the Mixed Yuan Jin Dou and Jin Jiao Scissors.

As for the quasi-Taoist who cares more about face, in this process, many sectarians have been tempered, and even people in the sect are not spared behind their backs, and Western religion, that is, Buddhism in the future, has flourished in this way.

"The promise made by the Emperor of Heaven, how can I Kunpeng break it?" Kunpeng's right hand in his sleeve stretched out slightly, grabbed it lightly towards the front, and said in his mouth: "It's just that there are not many people in your generation now, and this time it's rare to meet, so I always have to come out to meet each other." Back then, Kong Xuan was ruthless, first killing your good corpse, and then severely wounding your Yuan Shen, and I don't know what is wrong with your injuries now? Over the years, I have been very worried about you, and if I don't take a look at you in person, I will always feel at ease! If I hear the news of your death one day, there will be one less Taoist friend in this world!"

The Dragon Clan Ancestor has always refused to show his face, obviously arousing Kunpeng's suspicions, he doesn't care about variables, but he can't care less about the Dragon Clan's Ancestor, a half-saint.

Kunpeng's movements looked inconspicuous, just like ordinary people catching mosquitoes, but the whole world was dark, and the void disappeared directly, as if it had been captured by Kunpeng, which was extremely terrifying.

Airplanes!

Seeing that the entire East China Sea Dragon Palace was about to disappear, a little light suddenly lit up in the endless darkness, and this light continued to amplify as if it would grow, until finally it turned into a golden dragon with teeth and claws, as if it was a paper-cut painting, and then it let out a long roar in the sky, and then tore everywhere, tearing open a gap on the black curtain.

The figure of the ancestor of the dragon clan suddenly appeared in the void, his appearance was still silver-bearded, jade claws and golden scales, but the temperament was completely different, the previous aging and decay completely disappeared, although it looked like the breath was still a little weak, as if the injury had not healed, but the qi and blood were as turbulent as a tsunami, and the whole was full of vitality.

The Dragon Clan Ancestor stood with his hands in his hands, snorted coldly, and said, "Thank you for your concern! Although my injuries are not light, I will not be able to die for a while!"

How is this possible? How is that injury possible to recover to such an extent?

Kunpeng's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were like electricity, his expression flickered, and he carefully looked the Dragon Clan Ancestor in front of him up and down, but he didn't find any flaws, and after a while, he spoke: "I didn't expect Daoyou's injuries to have recovered to such a point!

"What? Does the demon master still want to fight with me? Although my injuries have not healed, it is still enough for you to be a good corpse!" The Dragon Clan Ancestor snorted coldly, and actually slapped his backhand towards Kunpeng, and the sky seemed to sink down, and the terrifying aura was terrifying.

Boom!

The two palms collided together, and the sound wave surged around like a divine sword, but it didn't travel too far before it was blocked by a golden light, only surging back and forth between those square inches, and the roar continued to sound, shattering the void.

The two separated, Kunpeng's face was full of surprise, and his eyes were fixed on the Dragon Clan Ancestor in front of him, but he was still a little unconvinced, his right hand flipped over, and he was about to make another move, and halfway through the action, he suddenly stopped.

"It's really ghostly!Let's stop here today!" Kunpeng glanced into the air, and with a wave of his right hand, a white light flashed, and the figures of him and Xuan Clam disappeared instantly.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea looked at the vanished Kunpeng, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned his head to look at the Dragon Clan's ancestor, his face was full of surprise: "Ancestor, your injuries have healed!"

The ancestor of the dragon clan snorted, then ignored him, and stood in the void with his hands in his hands, his eyes staring at the sky, as if waiting for something, the breath on his body was still as turbulent as sea water, and his expression was extremely calm, like a deep pool, and he couldn't touch the depth.

But Jiang Hao noticed that his right hand behind his back was clenched tightly, and his nails were deeply sunk in the flesh, obviously holding on there.