The sky was full of thunder, the mountain wind was blowing, and a baby appeared in the back mountain of Laoshan in the thunder. But the baby didn't cry endlessly, a look of doubt appeared on his face, this scene seemed familiar, it seemed to be the scene when the Xuankong crossed into this world.

"Boom!" thunder slammed down, and fire erupted. It was as if the whole world was angry.

The power of the thunder is really terrifying, and even a single intact tree has not been left in the mountains behind Laoshan within a radius of dozens of kilometers. For a time, thunder and fire thunderbolts fell from the sky, and dangers arose.

But Xuankong is fearless, he has already died once in his previous life, and he knows what death is like. What people are afraid of is not death, but the fear of the unknown of the world after death.

Xuankong has already explored life and death, where is he still afraid of thunder and storm, his small body struggled to sit up from the ground, and the two calves that were still a little baby fat sat with difficulty.

The wind and rain do not move, let it flutter.

After a long time, the thunderstorm finally subsided, the sky was calm, and the baby sitting on Laoshan was not injured in the slightest. The thunder in the sky is not extinguished, and the yin wind is not harmed, but it does not mean that the Kunpeng Demon Master is so helpless.

Countless strange-shaped ghosts and gods emerged from the sky, the earth, the stones, the trees and grasses, and gathered around Xuankong, some wanted to catch him, and some wanted to kill him. Xuankong was not afraid, and he also wondered why he was not afraid.

Normally, a young man who has inexplicably crossed into the world of gods and demons has no reason not to be afraid when he sees ghosts and gods for the first time. But Xuankong is just not afraid, although he is powerless, but in the dark, he feels that these ghosts and gods are really vulnerable.

Hugh said that he had cultivated the Da Luo Golden Body, and he was an ordinary person, and the human monks who had raised the Purple Mansion Golden Pill would not be afraid of these mountain ghosts. Xuankong's brows were melancholy: "But, what is the Da Luo Golden Body?"

In the knowledge of Xuankong. The history of his cultivation had been erased by the Kunpeng Demon Master's mana, and he shouldn't have kept his memory. But Xuankong was not afraid, and after a while, he saw dozens of yakshas, holding a bloody prisoner, and the man shouted: "I was killed by you in my last life, hurry up and pay for my life!"

Xuankong's expression remained unchanged, and a childish voice came out of his mouth: "Killing people pays for life, what is there to excuse?"

The Yaksha demon took out a knife and rope from his body and handed it to the unjust ghost. The unjust ghost came up step by step, preparing to murder Xuankong to pay for his life. Xuankong was still fearless, and suddenly heard a loud shout in the air, and the ghost and god prisoner disappeared at once, and one person applauded and fell, it turned out to be the Kunpeng demon master who descended from the sky.

Xuankong's figure grew in the wind, and soon returned to its original form, he looked at the Kunpeng Demon Master and smiled: "Demon Master, you are testing my Dao heart. Why, do you think you can handle me?"

Don't say that you will kill the Xuankong who has just stepped into the realm of the Great Luo San Immortal. It is to deal with a Da Luo Heavenly Immortal, and for the Kunpeng Demon Master, it is a trivial thing that can be easily done with just a wave of his sleeves.

However, the Kunpeng Demon Master was unwilling to do so, and the quasi-saint who had cultivated to his point knew all the changes in the Three Realms in his heart. But they just didn't have the opportunity. And the sanctification of the word is delayed.

The Kunpeng Demon Master dealt with Xuankong, and he also had a little anger in it. In the past, he didn't think that his pursuit of "Dao" was weaker than anyone else's, and in the past, he only thought that the so-called "chance" was just the perfunctory words of Patriarch Hongjun and the Mixed Yuan Saints about him as a peak quasi-saint.

But now, he is in front of Xuankong. But I really felt something unexpected. He descended from the sky and landed gently on the opposite side of the sky, looking at him. sighed lightly: "Xuankong, you are indeed powerful, you are the person who adheres to the 'cultivation path' the most among the people I have seen, and you are also the person I admire the most!"

How could Xuankong dare to be praised by the Kunpeng Demon Master, and only smiled lightly: "The Demon Master has an overreputation, among the Three Realms, there are not many people who are more intelligent and profound than Xuankong. Even the Demon Master, your mana and Taoism are by no means beyond the reach of a boy. ”

The Kunpeng Demon Master muttered to himself: "Deserve it, of course you deserve it, mana and Taoism can be made up for by acquired diligence, only the Dao heart is born by nature." Could it be that I was really wrong?"

He straightened up, and there was a rare heaviness between his eyebrows: "I won't laugh with you, I will still go all out in the next attack, so you can do it yourself." ”

Xuankong was silent and nodded slightly.

Xuankong nodded, and the starry sky in the illusion suddenly closed, and all the sun, moon and stars disappeared. Before Xuankong could come back to his senses, the surrounding space flashed with blue light, and it had already turned into an ice and snow world.

If the mana on Xuankong's body is still there, he can urge the Xuantian Fire, or the Buddha Fire, or even ignite the Sun Jin Yan to fight against the cold ice. However, the Kunpeng Demon Master had already used his mana to erase all of Xuankong's previous penances, and he could only stand tall and look at the ice and snow around him helplessly.

However, Xuankong was not annoyed, let alone afraid, and shook his head leisurely and asked, "The Demon Master's Daoist skills are profound, and it must be used to trap my ice and snow, and it is not the ice of the mortal world, right?" At this moment of life and death, he was still interested in paying attention to the spells cast by the Kunpeng Demon Master.

Among the Three Realms, there are not many people with profound mana, and there are all mixed yuan saints who are more profound than the Kunpeng Demon Master's Taoism. The Kunpeng Demon Master comprehended this spell, not to deal with the ordinary people under the Da Luo Jin Immortal, but to use the Mixed Yuan Sage as an opponent in the illusion.

What can trap the saint is naturally not ordinary ice and snow, and the Kunpeng Demon Master himself can't help this cold qi, so he used a wave of mana to protect him before he said, "Of course not." On the path of cultivation, not everyone is smooth sailing, and everyone who has achieved success in cultivation has to go through endless calamities. ”

Among these hundreds of millions of calamities, some cultivators have escaped, survived, and broken through with their best strength, great wisdom, and creation, but there are also more cultivators who have fallen into these calamities for various reasons, and since then they have turned their ascetic cultivation into ashes and passed away.

And the ice and snow conjured up by the Kunpeng Demon Master were the fusion of the despair, indifference, and fear in the hearts of countless cultivators who were buried in the small tribulation, the great tribulation, and the heavy tribulation of heaven and earth at the last moment.

No matter who it is, from ordinary people to mixed sage saints, they will also feel cold in such ice and snow. No matter what your supernatural powers are like in the world, can you survive the calamities of your own family, can you still sacrifice yourself to survive all the calamities for the hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the Pangu world? (To be continued......)

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