Less than a million miles away from Kong Xuan's body, Kunpeng was spreading his wings and flying.

His eyes were gloomy, and Kunpeng was extremely resentful in his heart, and he had already killed the three people flying in front of him.

He worked hard, deliberately befriended Di Jun and Taiyi or two golden crows, and used the palace magic weapon at the bottom of the box, just to get a piece of the pie when he shared the spirit treasure.

But he didn't expect that he was disturbed by Zhang Ling, not only did he not get Lingbao, but he also offended Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

Although he is not afraid, the two monks are profound and affectionate, and it is not a small trouble.

The hatred in Kunpeng's heart is difficult to wash away even if the water from all over the world is exhausted, and he can't wait to crush the bones and ashes of the three people in front of him, and break the corpses into thousands of pieces.

Seeing that the distance is getting closer and closer, the three of them are still looking, and after a few dozen breaths at most, they will catch up with Kong Xuan, Kunpeng's eyes are gloomy, and the corners of his mouth also have a cold murderous intent appearing.

"After catching up, Houtu wants to teach a good lesson, but it can't be killed, if the Wu clan is offended to death, the twelve ancestors and witches are dispatched at the same time, but I am difficult to parry. Kunpeng was calculating in his heart, he was scheming, but he was calculating.

"That stubborn petrified kid can only abolish his cultivation and beat him to serious injury, otherwise it will be a big trouble for the saint to be investigated later. "Although Kunpeng is proud, he is also self-aware, and he is also the top of the great supernatural powers in the wilderness, but if he offends the saint, he will also be killed in the palm of his hand.

"If you don't become holy, you will end up as an ant!" Kunpeng's heart swelled with a desire for strength, and he had a trace of obsession with the faint saint realm.

"But that peacock can be killed!" Kunpeng's gaze swept over the colorful peacock in front of him, and he thought in his heart that although Kong Xuan was the son of the phoenix, the heavenly phoenix suppressed the Tiannan immortal volcano and made up for the karma caused by the previous calamity.

Therefore, although Tianhuang is strong, Kunpeng is not afraid at all.

"I haven't eaten the meat of the first peacock in heaven and earth, but I must make up for it!" Kunpeng thought of the wonder, and his heart was full of pride, he had already accelerated his speed, and under the rapid flight, the distance from Kong Xuan was getting closer and closer.

800,000 miles!

......

300,000 miles!

100,000 miles!

Less than 10,000 miles

Kunpeng could even see the panicked Zhang Ling on Kong Xuan's back, his face was horrified, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

Even Houtu was at a loss, so he could only watch Kunpeng close the distance again!

"I'm coming!" Kunpeng cried, like a baby's cry, and with a long roar, he turned into a miserable green streamer and rushed forward.

Open your big mouth and stir up the wind and clouds, and the air for thousands of miles is faintly sucked into your mouth, and the wind is whistling, like a knife!

Before Kunpeng was born Lingzhi, he was a Kun fish in the endless North Sea, and he was about to devour 10,000 tons of big fish when he opened his mouth, and his appetite was amazing.

Kong Xuan in front seemed to be tightly pulled by this devouring force, his speed was greatly reduced, and he was even faintly about to be swallowed by Kunpeng in his mouth.

At this moment, Kunpeng suddenly saw Hou Tu Waner smiling, and an inexplicable look appeared in his eyes.

Hou Tu straightened up, faced Kunpeng, and suddenly flicked his fingers, as if he was casually brushing away a few grains of dust from his body.

The earth element, which was thick and almost condensed into substance, suddenly rose, and the yellow clouds rolled and continued endlessly, and there was no end.

This time, Zhang Ling invested a lot of money and gave Houtu ten grains of resting soil, and Houtu did not have any regrets, and finally launched the resting soil at the closest moment of Kunpeng.

Houtu is the ancestor of the earth, and this soil is in her hands, and it can exert its magical powers, but it is ten times better than Zhang Ling's operation.

The yellow clouds are rolling, and the ten grains of soil have turned into ten mountains after leaving the hands of the soil, each of which is thousands of feet high and weighs more than one million tons.

Ten mountains were already slamming into Kunpeng with infinite force, and several of them were faintly falling towards Kunpeng's back!

The mountain appeared too suddenly, even if Kunpeng was strong and fast, he couldn't react.

His face was horrified, and before Kunpeng could close his mouth, three mountains were swallowed by him, and the thick earthy smell choked him with tears.

There were even seven mountains firmly on his back, and millions of tons of force penetrated into Kunpeng's body, almost bending his spine.

The figure couldn't stop falling, and Kunpeng fell from a height of tens of thousands of zhang, smashing down a big pit, covering thousands of miles.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years, the subsidence of the pit actually formed a big lake, surrounded by ten thousand zhang mountains in the lake, known as the ten unique mountains, is a local scenery.

Kunpeng naturally didn't know this, he was heavily pressed under the mountain, and when he spit out the three dirt mountains in his mouth, he shook off the seven mountains on his back, and Zhang Ling didn't know where he was there.

"Xiao'er, I swear to kill you!" Kunpeng's sharp voice spread throughout the nine heavens, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, and it actually shattered the souls of some creatures that had just been transformed, and their souls were scattered.

The anger in his heart burned, and he spoke angrily, faintly touching the wound on Kunpeng's back, making him feel pain and wail, and he didn't dare to speak anymore, but the anger in his heart burned even more vigorously.

Zhang Ling naturally didn't know Kunpeng's embarrassment at this time, but not only did he get rid of Kunpeng's pursuit, but he also suffered a big loss, and Zhang Ling was also happy in his heart.

A few hours later, the three of them flew a long distance towards the east, and Zhang Ling confirmed that Kunpeng could no longer find a few people, and the three of them had already landed.

"Senior brother, goodbye by fate!" Hou Tu said to Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling smiled freely and said, "See you soon!"

Houtu dragged the palace clothes, turned to the side, and after a few steps, suddenly turned around and said, "Senior brother, I feel a sense of intimacy in you. ”

After speaking, he had already turned into a yellow light and disappeared in place, but he used the technique of earth escape and returned to the Houtu tribe.

Zhang Ling was slightly stunned, and thought in his heart: "It turns out that you also feel this way, I thought it was just me doing this." ”

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Ling suddenly smiled.

"Kong Xuan, let's find a secret place to cultivate, this time it's not until the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and we won't go out!"

Stretching out his right hand, five spirit beads appeared in his palm, Zhang Ling said with a smile: "You take the opportunity to refine these five innate spirit beads this time, and when the time comes, you will create a new small world, and your strength will definitely increase a lot." ”

Kong Xuan's eyes were clear, and he nodded, but he didn't say words of gratitude, after all, the relationship between the two at this time was better than that of brothers, and it seemed raw to say words of thanks.

With a flick of his sleeves, the old man in Tsing Yi had already appeared on the ground, his clothes were ragged, and his face was haggard, like dead wood.

Seeing the old man in Tsing Yi, hatred also appeared in Kong Xuan's eyes, and five colors emerged, and he was about to kill him.

Zhang Ling waved his hand, and he had already stopped Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan's eyes were puzzled and looked at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling's voice was like ice, and he said, "It's okay to torture, but don't kill you." ”

"In the future, find the Styx Dao Friends and ask for a method of extracting the soul, and slowly torture them. ”

"I want him, I can't live, I can't die!"

Like the coldest curse from the abyss hell, Zhang Ling's face was cold, and a cold light appeared.