"Take it!"

The power of the God-killing Gun is rippling, and murderous aura is everywhere, and it descends on the North Sea.

All the powerful people watching the game were amazed in their hearts, and the one finally took action.

Sure enough, that existence, like them, has been silently following this place.

Seeing that the disciples are in trouble at this moment, they naturally won’t sit still.

"This person is actually the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal?"

All the saints felt the power without any obstacles and were shocked.

It was a hurry to come and go on Taoshan that day, which was unexpected that they really did not see through this person's realm.

Now they have a little more thoughtfulness. Almost the moment Chen Changsheng takes action, they have already judged his realm.

This made them suddenly realize that the heavenly tribulation of Hunyuan Daluo came to the prehistoric world at that time?

Could it be that this person had survived the heavenly tribulation and achieved the fruit position of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?

This made the saints a little uneasy. They were all saints, but they were controlled by the way of heaven. In the final analysis, they were saints of heaven.

There are various restrictions on their actions, and they cannot easily display the power of a saint.

The Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is truly free from the way of heaven, and is more free and free than those of them, the saints who listen to the Tao.

The saints who have always fiddled with the prehistoric world at their fingertips have felt a long-lost threat at this moment.

"There is such a person now that he has appeared in the prehistoric world, I don't know what pattern it will turn into."

Looking at the disciple of the Longevity Palace who was full of energy, everyone sighed silently.

"Perhaps, the prehistoric world has changed a long time ago, in a corner we don't know."

These four disciples are extremely powerful and have excellent talents. They cannot be trained overnight.

By the time they discovered such an existence, their wings were already formed and could not be shaken at all.

The disciples of the Changsheng Palace don’t care about these or not. When they saw the murderous intent of the God-killing gun coming, the murderous aura spread all over the sky.

When everyone was panicked and retreated, they were extremely happy and felt intimate, and they all bowed down.

"Disciple Yang Jian, pay homage to Master!"

"Disciple Di Xin, pay homage to Master!"

"Disciple Ao Lie, pay homage to Master!"

"Disciple Golden-winged Great Roc, Master disappeared for two or three minutes. Have you eaten?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Jian, Emperor Xin and Ao Lie instantly focused their eyes on the golden-winged roc.

"Ahem."

The Golden-winged Roc scratched his head and coughed awkwardly, as if he had unknowingly destroyed the formation.

Golden-winged Dapeng was stared at by the three senior brothers and his scalp was numb. Seeing the stupid ancestor Kunpeng, he quickly opened his throat to change the topic.

"My master took action personally, that big bird over there, and I advise you to take care of yourself!"

The ancestor Kunpeng was also complaining at this moment. This time he really poked a hornet's nest.

"I'm so stupid, really!"

Kunpeng sighed repeatedly in his heart, "I know that Ao Lie is a disciple of the Changsheng Palace, so I can't take it lightly. But how could I think that his brothers are like mad dogs, and they called one and a big group."

If this is the case, the ancestor Kunpeng would not be unable to fight against it.

In his eyes, these four are of course first-class geniuses and their strength cannot be underestimated.

However, I have been living in the prehistoric world for millions of years and can escape from the Lich battle. In addition to being higher than their realm, my combat experience is also completely crushed.

However, no matter how powerful I am, I am just a quasi-saint. What can I use to fight against this saint-level existence!

There is nothing to do. If you don’t take action, you can only let the dragon clan drive straight in. After so many years of hard work, you will be ruined.

As soon as I took action, okay, that existence is looking at him, quietly looking at him.

Now that's the case, what should I do!

"Senior, I have no grudges with the Changsheng Palace. Please give me some advice!"

The ancestor Kunpeng directly admitted his defeat. There is nothing to be ashamed of this. The fact that he can survive until now depends on his grasp of the situation.

"The land of the four seas is owned by the dragon clan. My disciple Ao Lie is on the four seas. How can you allow others to snore on the side of your bed?"

"No grudge or resentment? Didn't you send someone to chase Ao Lie? Today is just a reward for one retribution!"

Chen Changsheng was in Changsheng Palace and spoke gently, and the land of the North Sea was filled with wind and clouds.

"Hmph! I really think I'm afraid of you? I feel uncomfortable today, so I say goodbye!"

The ancestor Kunpeng knew that the existence would not let him go easily and would no longer beg for mercy.

Seeing the God-killing Spear coming towards him with the pressure of the sky, he was in a mess and was ready to run away immediately.

But the God-killing Gun had already locked him firmly, how could he easily escape?

At this moment, there are afterimages in the sky, murderous aura.

All the powerful men also sighed. This ancestor Kunpeng is probably going to die here today.

boom!

It was at this moment.

A breath erupted from the West and came towards the North Sea with lightning speed.

A stream of light flashed, hitting the God-killing Spear on the way forward, blocking the God-killing Spear and saving the Ancestor Kunpeng.

Immediately afterwards, a huge Buddha body emerged.

"Cunti?"

Everyone's eyes narrowed and looked at the void.

Isn’t this the one who rescued Kunpeng the two Western saints Taoist Zhunti?

In an instant, the prehistoric world was shocked.

"Daoist Zhunti actually took action himself?"

"Is this Western religion apart from Beiming Palace? Well, looking at their shameless style of conduct, they also have a mutual appreciation."

"Now, there's a good show!"

The huge Buddha body descended on the spot, and the golden light shone with eyes, blocking the God-killing spear.

The ancestor Kunpeng was able to breathe and looked at Taoist Zhunti in surprise.

Not to mention that everyone was confused, even he was confused.

In theory, I have nothing to do with Western teachings, so how could these two Western saints help at this moment?

This is the existence of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Western religion has always been good at calculating, so it shouldn't be so rash?

However, no matter how much he has, as long as he can help him through this great disaster, no matter whether he is Western or Dongfeng Sect!

Saint Cunti didn't care about the others and stared at the four disciples of the Palace of Eternal Life.

"I didn't expect it? My Taoist Zhunti is here again!"

It was Yang Jian and Emperor Xin who made himself lose two incarnations and became jokes in the prehistoric world.

At this moment, when the master behind them took action and showed off his power, Taoist Zhunti was even more furious.

If you are not strict in teaching, your teacher is lazy.

The disciple's debt was asked to pay back the master, and he would like to treat him well for a while if he said today.

"Uh, are you here to deliver it again?"

It was quite unhappy that the Golden-winged Roc was stared at by Zhunti. Who is it? Why do you have it everywhere!

"very good!"

The Golden-winged Roc waved his hand. Anyway, both senior brothers Yang Jian and Emperor Xin had killed the incarnation of Zhunti. In terms of seniority, it was time to talk about senior brother Ao Lie.

Before we knew it, these two Western saints had become the whetstones for disciples of the Palace of Longevity.

You have never defeated Taoist Zhunti, and you are embarrassed to say that you are a disciple of the Palace of Eternal Life!

After being mixed up by the Golden-winged Roc, the majesty of the Saint Cunti, the saint pressed down by the saint disappeared in an instant, and everyone present tried their best to hold back their smiles.

As the Golden-winged Great Plug said, this Taoist Zhunti has been giving away all the time!

Yang Jian and Di Xin also looked back at Ao Lie, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

"Stop it! Ignorance child!"

Taoist Zhunti looked at Ao Lie who was really eager to try, and could no longer help but curse.

Why are these disciples of the Changsheng Palace so disgusting? They always think about trampling themselves all day long!

If I don’t take action, do I really think that I, a saint, belongs to water?

The huge Buddha body of the Taoist Cunti raised his big hand, and his huge palm fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!