"Kunpeng, your skills are poor!" Although the Zhenwu Emperor did not have a blade in his hand, he was not afraid in the face of Kunpeng's attack, pinched the law, recited the mantra, and instantly turned into a giant with a hundred feet and purple gold.

The five white rays of light flowed endlessly between the giant's waves, and each blow had the power to sink the mountains and break the sea, and the entire large array roared continuously.

Kunpeng was distracted by the two swords controlled by Xuanwu, and he was defeated for a while, and the dark swamp was covered with feather cuticles.

But because the dark swamp devoured the divine thoughts, the Zhenwu Emperor didn't know that under the feather scales of a place, it was the Hetuluo Book that sealed the Kunpeng heyday and was waiting for an opportunity.

"Roar! Big Star Falls!" The injured Kunpeng's attack power not only did not decrease, but because it was stimulated by blood, his combat power was especially better than the previous three points. I saw that his wings fluttered, and countless icebergs suddenly condensed in the formation space, flashing like stars, gathering between his wings, and then a terrible storm blew and roared towards the True Martial Emperor.

At the same time, the spirit turtle dragon horse transformed by Hetu Luoshu was preoccupied, ready to strike a fatal blow when the Zhenwu Emperor revealed his flaws, and never gave him a chance to stimulate the talisman spirit treasure.

"Intercept the Heavenly Dao!" Although he didn't know what Kunpeng had left, the feeling in the dark made Zhenwu's back chill. I saw a giant sword appear in the giant's hand, it was the Tianyuan Purple Thunder Sword obtained from the time when the Jinao Island Sect Master divided the treasure, and he did not hesitate to use the sword that was brought into the battle of the Great World of the Divine Tomb by the Tongtian Sect Master this time.

A hint of shock flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, and for the first time, he had the idea that he was inferior to the other party.

"But you're going to die soon!" Kunpeng was extremely confident in the full force of his own blow sealed in the Hetu Luo Book. There is the seal of Hongjun Dao Ancestor on the road to heaven, and now the true martial arts who are suppressed in Taiyi Golden Immortal have absolutely no possibility of surviving under his own blow.

Rumble!

Wherever the huge sword light passed, the space in the formation was shattered everywhere. The iceberg storm sent out by the Kunpeng was all annihilated and slashed towards the Kunpeng itself.

"It's now!" Seeing that Zhenwu's spirit had languished after this blow, the Kunpeng Patriarch let out a long roar, and sacrificed the sword light of the Demon Master Palace to defend against him, his hands thundered and shook the array, endless darkness rolled, and the icebergs and stars fell one after another.

The spirit turtle dragon horse hidden under the dark swamp neighed, and both leaped out, one spitting out a huge stone tablet, and the other spitting out a huge mountain.

The Zhenwu Emperor, who was dealing with the attack of the Great Array, suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, and when he looked up, where was the peak, it was clearly a huge tomb, and on the stone tablet, it was written "The Tomb of the Zhenwu Emperor"!

"Ancestor, my hundreds of thousands of years have not been in vain! Today, I will borrow your quasi-holy corpse and sacrifice to my Feng Shui Dao!" I saw that the spirit turtle and the dragon horse spit out a ball sealed with the law, and after it exploded, a strange and strange force field was formed between the mound and the tombstone.

"Kunpeng is absolutely true martial at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and he is in danger!" the Kunpeng Patriarch laughed wildly, as if victory was just around the corner.

Rumble!

The tombstone suppressed the original god of Emperor Zhenwu, and the tomb mounds suppressed his body. Kunpeng turned into a human form and received the Hetuluo book.

"me, let me die!" The strange power of feng shui used the dark power of the entire large array to instantly corrode the True Martial Yuan God, followed by the body.

Suddenly, Patriarch Kunpeng's face changed. Because after the Zhenwu Emperor's primordial spirit and body were corroded, none of the many spiritual treasures he used before, such as the Zhentian Golden Seal, the Heavenly Centipede Sword, the Xuangui Sword, the Tianyuan Purple Thunder Sword, and the Zhenwu Soap Carving Flag, appeared.

"Did you find out? It's too late! Kunpeng, you're not the only one who has the ability to turn the tables!" the voice of the Zhenwu Emperor came, making Kunpeng's heart shocked.

Because he had no idea how the other party had escaped under the attack of the quasi-saint power that he had sealed in it with the help of the Hetu Luo Book before it was issued.

He was destined to have no time to think clearly. Because Emperor Zhenwu used the power of Beidou and integrated the meaning of death into the previous sword to intercept the heavens, Kunpeng, who was not in a hurry, was beheaded in this way, and the Yuan Shen also dissipated because of the power of death.

Thundered

The desolate sky darkened, and the pouring rain and howling winds swept through all but the dojos of the great psychic powers, even those that hadn't rained in hundreds of years.

Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang View, Zhen Yuanzi stretched out his hand to catch a drop of rain, felt the sadness in it, laughed loudly, and sighed again.

"Red Cloud Daoist, your enemies have all died now! Although it was not the poor Dao who killed them with his own hands, your revenge is over after all! When will you return in reincarnation?"

Naturally, Zhen Yuanzi is not the only one who feels the sadness in the rain. In the Wa Palace, Nuwa Niangniang frowned and raised her eyes to look at Qinglong Mountain.

"True martial arts?" Although Nuwa Niangniang has lived in chaos for a long time, she also knows this Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor who has risen in recent years. Jin Ao was reincarnated and apprenticed to Lingbao Tianzun, but in hundreds of thousands of years, he had already reached the quasi-saint realm that countless people could not reach.

At a time when the statement of sect interception was not obvious, why did no great supernatural person dare to say too much behind his back, or secretly make it difficult for the disciples of the sect to intercept the sect? In addition to being jealous of the Tongtian Sect Master, the prestige of this Zhenwu Emperor was also an extremely important factor.

"He killed Kunpeng, perhaps part of the reason for the luck of the Northern Stygian Sea, and I am afraid that it was also because of the signal of Brother Dongkaidao. Otherwise, in the context of the imminent imminent tribulation now, even if you want to fight for luck, it is definitely not a matter of one party dying to solve it......"

Nuwa's gaze shifted from Qinglong Mountain to the East China Sea. If her guess was correct, even if the Tongtian Sect Master would not come in person, he would at least send an incarnation to the Wa Palace to discuss with her, the titular demon saint.

In Elysium, the Mother of the Buddha kept thinking about why Emperor Zhenwu wanted to kill Kunpeng, but in the end, she could only come to the conclusion that the other party wanted to calculate the demon clan. As for how to calculate, it is confusing.

"That's it, that's it! Wait until the journey to the west is completed, my Buddhism will go eastward, and then I will think about the matter of the Tongtian Sect Master after the Great Xing!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, whether I can let Buddhism replace the Interception Sect as the number one force in the flood wilderness depends on whether you can break through the Mixed Yuan Dajue Golden Immortal!"