"Is there anyone who can block my attack?"

In the Palace of Changsheng, Chen Changsheng was surprised as he watched the God-killing Gun tremble in place.

In theory, with his current cultivation level, he can block this fatal blow unless he is a saint.

However, this blocking has no sage of the power of a saint.

Chen Changsheng had a deep brow and felt that things were not simple.

The other saints who watched the battle were also confused at this moment.

They are ready to accept the fact that the ancestor Kunpeng fell.

However, I didn't expect that at this moment, there would be someone to help.

"Who is it?"

Taoist Zhunti was surprised. He had just fought with the Palace Master of the Changsheng Palace and naturally knew his ability.

The Taoist Jie Yin also had a serious expression.

"It's not you and me, nor are there other people."

"So, who is this?"

The Taoist Zhiting was worried. What happened to this prehistoric world?

The leader of Tongtian said that although it was shocking, it was acceptable.

"No matter how many of him are, both of you want to take advantage of me?"

At this time, someone needs to come out and break the situation, the more chaotic the better!

At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun felt a little overwhelmed.

"How could it be?"

It’s really endless, it’s fine if the Palace of Changsheng is not there, I know they are powerful.

But, who is this time?

In Jinggong, the Supreme Saint was frowning.

"Is it impossible to calculate again?"

It seems to be another anomaly, breaking out of the control of the saint.

"After so much trouble, won't Daozu take action?"

In the palace of Wa, feeling the aura that appeared in the North Sea, Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes.

"Is it really going to be like this?"

Saint Nuwa sighed slightly, no joy and sorrow in her eyes, and she looked at the land of the North Sea in a flash.

I saw the void shaking above the North Sea.

The area blocked by murderous aura seemed to have been torn apart by a crack.

"Kunpeng, you are still like this, which is disappointing!"

Before seeing the person, I heard the sound of him first.

A sigh came slowly, and everyone was shocked.

"Impossible, aren't you dead?"

After hearing the sound, the ancestor Kunpeng was shocked.

The people present felt confused. Who is this?

Dear masters of the prehistoric world also expressed that they didn’t know each other at all!

Chen Changsheng was also curious.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly emerged.

But the ancestor Kunpeng fell directly to the figure.

"Meet the Young Emperor!"

As soon as this statement came out, the prehistoric world was shocked.

Young Emperor!

Isn’t that the son of Emperor Di Jun, the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan?

Haotian was suddenly shocked. He wanted to watch the show quietly, but now he couldn't help but become solemn.

The prince of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan is still there?

How is that possible!

"How is this? How could this Di Jun still have children!"

Everyone felt it was incredible and said it was impossible.

You know, when Di Jun’s ten sons came down to earth and appeared together on ten days, playing in the prehistoric world, triggering a huge natural disaster.

Kuafu chased the sun and died exhausted.

As the culprit, these ten golden crows were also killed by Dayi who arrived later.

The smoke and clouds disappear, and the soul and soul are destroyed.

This incident also triggered a subsequent Lich war and a catastrophe broke out.

The ten golden crows were first destroyed in that catastrophe. How could there be survivors?

Moreover, even if this golden crow escapes, it is impossible to have such cultivation.

The Lord of the Palace of Changsheng is the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and he has just repelled a saint.

Can this so-called young emperor of the demon clan be even more powerful than a saint?

However, who else can be treated so respectfully by the demon clan’s young emperor?

For a moment, countless eyes gathered, trying to see through the person in front of him.

The faces of the saints gradually became solemn. There was a cloud of fog on this person's body, so thick that it was impossible to see clearly.

Who is this person?

"So that's it, I know who it is."

Chen Changsheng didn't need to check it out, and he had already guessed who this existence was.

"Lu Ya, are you on the stage now?"

Chen Changsheng looked at the existence with a bright look, and his heart was clear.

No wonder this person was able to take over his attack. It turned out to be the famous Taoist Lu Ya!

Lu Ya, although few people know about it in the prehistoric world at this time, his reputation is not obvious.

However, the future Battle of the Gods will be an extraordinary existence.

The Immortal-killing Flying Knife and the Seven Arrow Book of Nailed Heads are both great killing weapons. Once used, no one can escape, and there is basically no record of missing hands.

Not to mention anything else, this person once said something.

"There is Hongjun first and then there is Tian, ​​and Taoist Lu Ya is still ahead!"

Just by looking at this sentence, you can tell that this person has strong cultivation and high spirits.

"Such a person is absolutely impossible to be the son of Di Jun."

Chen Changsheng pondered, Lu Ya was mysterious and could not be as simple as a young emperor in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

"Maybe, the Chaos Demon God?"

Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed and he made a bold guess.

Only in this way can we explain why this person is so powerful.

What's more, since Kunpeng escaped in the Lich War, he didn't look like that loyal person.

Di Jun didn't even take it seriously, how could he bow down to the former prince of Heaven?

"If this is true, I'm afraid this prehistoric water will be deeper than I thought!"

Lu Ya swept around the North Sea.

Lu Ya didn't care about the gaze of all the saints, and his eyes were fixed in one direction.

Then he frowned and looked bad.

Chen Changsheng naturally knew that this was obviously a fruitless search and had no insight into where his true body was.

This attitude fell into everyone's eyes, but it had a different meaning.

This is the prelude to the storm!

Just when everyone thought there was another big battle, Lu Ya had already withdrawn his gaze.
To be continued...