All living beings in the prehistoric world were shocked by his behavior, moved by him, and even impressed by him.

Soon, endless luck began to condense around Kunpeng.

Boom~~~

The lucky golden dragon floats around Kunpeng, resisting the thunder disaster with Kunpeng.

This lucky golden dragon is the dragon where sentient beings gather their faith.

Kunpeng was able to relax a lot, otherwise it would be nice to write two hundred words.

With the emergence of the golden dragon of luck, the thoughts of sentient beings are condensed, and Kunpeng has the confidence to write more than one thousand words.

As for how much I can write, it is difficult to determine, so I can only continue to write, write, write!

Kunpeng believes that the more you write, the more you write, the more you are worth it. The more you write, the more you are, the more you are beneficial.

Now that I have written these, sentient beings gather their luck. When all of them are created, you can imagine...

The thunder tribulation continued, Kunpeng carried the pressure of the catastrophe. Even if he was thundered by the lightning and his body shaking, he still gritted his teeth and wrote it one after another, and he had already written more than a thousand words.

In the eyes of all living beings in the prehistoric world, Kunpeng is sacrificing himself for others and resisting the thunder tribulation to create a demonic text. This is a kind of great compassion, great benevolence and righteousness.

Several open and honest gods, Zhen Yuanzi, Qingdi, Lei Ze, etc., all admired Kunpeng's behavior.

However, when Kunpeng was about to write another word, a thunder robbery bombarded and the luck golden dragon around him was completely destroyed.

Kunpeng was greatly affected, and his entire person standing in the air was overwhelmed at this moment.

But Kunpeng still stood up and continued to wave his sleeves, with an extremely firm face.

All beings see allusions, just like the Kunpeng seen in the center of the North Sea, and they are even more moved.

So, the golden dragon of luck condensed again.

But the thunder in the sky became even more fierce.

Xie Xuan immediately said to Wangshu: "Wangshu, prepare to resist the catastrophe thunder for Kunpeng! When the top leaders of the demon clan block the demons below him from gathering the will of all living beings, start resisting!"

Xie Xuan brought Wangshu here, not to watch the fun.

Xie Xuan knew very well that Kunpeng could not withstand the fact that he wanted to rely on his personal strength to completely create the three thousand demon texts.

The current catastrophe thunder is too abnormal, and the top leaders of the demon clan are not united.

All beings are united in heart, and the demonic texts are intact, and all beings are uneven in heart, and the demonic texts are not uniform.

In this case, if you want to make it neat, you must have external assistance.

In the previous cycle, the demon text was not neat, and Kunpeng only wrote less than two thousand words.

Xie Xuan wanted Wangshu to take action not to share Kunpeng's merits, but to let all sentient beings know that Wangshu is not only the mother of the starry sky, but also kind and righteous to all living beings in the prehistoric world.

Xie Xuan also wanted to make Wangshu more capital to survive longer.

After all, there are still dangers in the vast world, and sometimes he may come and fail to win the protection.

Xie Xuan is a person who wants to cause trouble, so he can't always stay by Wangshu's side to protect Wangshu.

Wangshu also knew Xie Xuan’s purpose very well.

Wangshu did not hesitate at all and flew into the black catastrophe cloud, preparing to sweep away the black catastrophe cloud.

At this time, the will of all living beings became stronger.

Only after Di Jun and others discovered this mystery, they immediately dragged their feet and did not provide the will of all living beings. They allowed the demon clan who could control to never provide the will of all living beings for Kunpeng.

It is better to let Kunpeng die under the thunder tribulation.

Even so, there are still many demon clans at the bottom, and there are more endless creatures who benefit from demon texts, so they thank Kunpeng with all their hearts and strength, and condensed a new lucky golden dragon for him to resist the thunder tribulation.

So, Kunpeng waved again:

"born!"

"die!"

"make!"

"change!"

"Negative!"

"Positive!"

...

Kunpeng gritted his teeth and persevered, and he had more than 1,500 words. He obviously felt angry that the golden dragon of luck could no longer withstand it.

"Hmph, Di Jun Taiyi, don't you damn guys know the effect of creating demonic texts on the prehistoric world?" Kunpeng said gritting his teeth.

Kunpeng has already sacrificed the palace he has refined to make it above him, and Kunpeng has also begun to do his best.

But when he persisted until more than 1,800 words, Kunpeng finally couldn't hold on.

He was a little disappointed, but he had to stop here. If he persisted, he would die.

Kunpeng is unwilling to die. Kunpeng is reluctant to die in such a wonderful world.

All living beings in the prehistoric world are worried.

"Ah... The ancestor Kunpeng can't hold on anymore. It's less than two thousand words, how could this happen?"

"Hey, people's hearts are unpredictable. Some people don't want to see the ancestor Kunpeng achieve enlightenment, so they will naturally start to drag their feet."

"Who is so evil?"

...

Countless people instantly thought of the Heavenly Court Demon Clan, and for a moment, the Heavenly Court Demon Clan became the culprit in their hearts.

They were killed by the Witch Clan before, and they still had some sympathy for the demon clan, but now, they wish the Witch Clan could kill and swallow them all.

As a result, the fortune of the Heavenly Court Demon Clan has declined a lot.

Di Jun was shocked: "How could this be? My clan's fortune declined?"

Di Junke didn't believe it, and the only one who took action in secret was their Heavenly Court Demon Clan.

Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but ask: "Brother? Why don't I go and slaughter Kunpeng, and I'm willing to sacrifice for the sake of the demon clan."

Di Jun shouted: "Second brother, don't do this. This will make Kunpeng even cheaper."

"I will continue not to provide Kunpeng with my clan's will, so I can't let Kunpeng achieve enlightenment." Di Jun made this decision with difficulty.

In fact, Di Jun would also be worried that the underlying demon clan under control would become disinterested.

However, Di Jun is still determined not to achieve Kunpeng.

Boom boom boom boom~~~

A thunder tribulation came, and the lucky golden dragon eye was about to be scattered, and countless creatures were crying for it.

The lucky golden dragon finally survived this thunder tribulation, ensuring that Kunpeng will not die, but it cannot guarantee that he will not be injured.

Unfortunately, Kunpeng is already bleeding from his nostrils and his eyes are bleeding.

The pressure was too great, Kunpeng looked disappointed.

"Hey! Three thousand demon texts can only be written in less than two thousand words."

"We are heading towards the prehistoric North Sea!"

"I can't win anymore. The thunder tribulation is too strong. Look, it's coming again."

"Ah...No, Ancestor Kunpeng quickly dodges, dodges quickly..."

"Why don't those great masters take action? Ancestor Kunpeng will leave quickly..."

Countless creatures at the bottom shouted.

Xie Xuan sent a voice to Wangshu: "Xiaomin, take action!"

Wangshu immediately flew out the Seven-Star Sword, set up the Seven-Star Sword Formation, and swept through the black catastrophe clouds.

Wangshu's original deity also emerged above the cloud of disasters, allowing all sentient beings in the prehistoric world to see it.

In fact, Wangshu also wanted Kunpeng to create three thousand demonic texts in his heart, but it was not just to give himself more capital to survive longer.

And now, the countless creatures at the bottom were happy to see this.

"It's the goddess Wangshu!"

"It turned out that Goddess Wangshu took action."
Chapter completed!