In the sky, Kunpeng flapped its wings and flew high, covering up the clouds and the sun. Fang Yunchu and the five men quickly chased after them, and they didn't know how many places they had traveled.
"Then...what is that?" Someone saw Kunpeng and exclaimed.
"Kunpeng? The demon emperor Kunpeng is on the run. Who is chasing him?" Someone's eyes almost fell out, they were so surprised.
"Yunchu, something seems wrong?" Lan Xiaoyue said softly. After a little time, they all realized that Kunpeng came just after the Star Master left. Isn't it a coincidence? Doesn't Kunpeng know that they are in the star?
Temple, how is that possible?
"Well, I thought of it a long time ago, otherwise how could Kunpeng escape so far?" Fang Yunchu said with a smile. Now his speed is much faster than Kunpeng, and he would have caught up long ago.
"Uh..." Lan Xiaoyue and others looked over.
"Haha, there must be a conspiracy. I guess Thunder Emperor and others are waiting for us. But no matter what conspiracy he has, what do we have to worry about now that we join forces? We are worried that we can't find them!" Fang Yunchu said with a smile, very confident.
, no conspiracy will work in the face of absolute strength.
"What the elder brother said is that I hope they are all here. We will destroy them all today, and we should prepare to survive the Immortal Tribulation." Mu Qing said with a proud look on his face.
"Hehe, it should have been like this a long time ago." Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.
Several people agreed, and their fighting spirit became even higher.
Kunpeng also felt the fighting intent of the people behind him, became more fearful, and moved faster.
In the no-man's land, the Thunder Emperor and Fengshen stood in the air. From time to time, whirlwind cracks floated through the air, but they shattered when they touched them and had no effect on them.
"Can that good-for-nothing Kunpeng attract those boys?" Lei Di snorted.
"Haha, although his strength is not that great, his speed is so-so, so it should be no problem." Fengshen smiled softly and said nonchalantly.
"Amitabha, everyone, please be prepared." The Lord Buddha said in a deep voice.
"I can deal with one of them. You should be able to kill one of them, the God of Wind and the Great Buddha. The God of Heaven and the God of Death are both junior level immortals. Together they should be able to stop one of them. The last Wu Yan is only the junior level of immortal strength. Kunpeng and Er
The Buddha Lord should be able to stop them, and combined with our formation, they will definitely die!" Lei Di said confidently, his eyes filled with cold light.
"Haha, don't underestimate them." Fengshen said casually.
"Amitabha, the two of us must kill our opponents quickly to prevent accidents!" The Great Buddha looked at the God of Wind.
"Haha, this is natural." Fengshen said with a smile.
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"Kunpeng, be my Sword God's mount." Zhang Xiaohua shouted.
"Hmph! Okay, I'm willing to compromise. We don't have any big grievances at all. You let me go once, and I will give you a treasure to thank you." Kunpeng snorted coldly at first, and then said. This was half true and half false, but at first glance, it was half true.
After letting down the vigilance of several people, secondly, he was really scared and he really wanted to beg for mercy.
"You ***, how dare you say that you don't have any big grievances?" Zhang Xiaohua yelled. He almost killed a few of them in the no-man's land, and then intercepted and killed a few of them with Lei Di and others.
"Let me go, or you will regret it!" Kunpeng snorted coldly.
"Fuck, I will definitely accept you as my mount today." Zhang Xiaohua said unhappily with a flash of sword light in her eyes.
Without further ado, both sides chased each other and fled across the sky.
"Huh? Here we come, get ready!" Fengshen said with a slight smile, his eyes wandering.
Kunpeng flapped his wings and flew over the no-man's land.
"Haha... It's you today..." Kunpeng stopped, stopped flying around, and said with a wild smile, his eyes full of madness, being chased all the way, he was really about to collapse.
"Whoosh!" A black shadow came to Kunpeng's side in a flash. Kunpeng was shocked and quickly flapped his wings to fly away, but it was too late.
Fang Yunchu's four figures held daggers in their hands, flickering erratically. For a moment, the huge Kunpeng's side was covered with the shadows of the daggers. Then the entire space, including Kunpeng, was torn apart and riddled with holes. Kunpeng and the space instantly turned into fragments.
Kunpeng's screams suddenly stopped. This time, he was not reborn, and he could not die again.
"Your value has ended." Fang Yunchu said quietly.
"Fuck, boy, did you kill my mount?" Zhang Xiaohua shouted with a sad face.
Wu Yan and the others simply ignored this guy.
Several figures flashed in an instant and came to the front of Fang Yunchu and the others. They looked at Kunpeng who had turned into pieces. They all had ugly expressions. They had been so close just now. In this split second, Fang Yunchu killed Kunpeng. They had no time to rescue him. At this moment
They had a thought, could they really kill these people?
"Haha, boy, my strength has improved a lot, but you are still not good enough!" Fengshen said with an evil smile, his voice erratic.
"You won't know until you try it." Fang Yunchu said quietly, his fighting spirit getting stronger and stronger.
"Amitabha, act according to plan." Lord Buddha whispered.
The faces of the Thunder Emperor God and the others were still very ugly.
"The formation is about to begin!" Lord Buddha shouted loudly.
Hurrah!
Suddenly, there was a flash of light all around, almost covering the entire no-man's land. The light curtain shrouded the place, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger...
"Is this what you rely on?" Fang Yunchu said calmly, without changing his expression. Now he feels that it is not easy to even break the void here, but he is not afraid at all.
"Amitabha, kill the evil demons!" The Great Buddha's eyes were sharp, he waved his Zen staff and killed them, and the others did the same.
Fang Yun took the first step to greet him.
"Haha, boy, you are mine." Fengshen flashed and came to Fang Yunchu.
Fang Yunchu didn't say a word, he stretched out his body and punched out. The two of them were extremely fast, and they fought countless times in an instant.
"Haha, I'll fight you!" Zhang Xiaohua laughed loudly, waved his heavy sword and faced the Big Buddha.
"Thunder is destroyed!" The God of Thunder waved his fist, and the thunder light rolled.
"Cut!" Wu Yan swung his sword and slashed with extremely domineering force.
"Go away!" Thunder God shouted angrily. He felt that Wu Yan was only a junior immortal and was not his opponent at all.
The two fought fiercely, and Lei Shen fell back continuously, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was extremely ugly. He was actually at a disadvantage. When he looked at Wu Yan again, he just took two steps back and struck with his sword again.
The God of Thunder had a hard expression on his face, and he rushed forward with a fist.
"Blade of Death!" The God of Death was shrouded in a black mist, waving a sickle-shaped weapon, and swept directly towards Mu Qing. He was brought here by the God of Wind, and the God of Heaven also swung his long sword to kill him.
Mu Qing's green spear shook, and the dragon's roar shook the sky. The two weapons were directly shaken away. Then the water patterns around Mu Qing flashed, the shadow of his arm was erratic, the spear whizzed out, and the God of Heaven and the God of Death fell back.
With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Mu Qing strode forward, waved his gun and fired at him to kill.
The remaining two Buddha Lords and the Three Buddha Lords were the weakest. Before they could choose their opponents, Lan Xiaoyue swung her sword and attacked them. For a moment, the flowers rained down, covering everything. The two of them were only half-immortals.
, they were originally fighting Wu Yan together with Kunpeng, but now that Kunpeng is dead, Wu Yan breaks through again and faces the Thunder God. They are really on the verge of tears, and were almost killed in the first round.
The battle method previously formulated by the Great Buddha Lord and others was broken by Fang Yunchu and others from the beginning. They could not choose their opponents at all and could only passively endure it.
"Lord Buddha is reborn!" the Great Buddha shouted.
A group of high-level gods on the periphery cast spells quickly, the formation changed, and then the light gathered, and three golden Buddha-like monks flashed out. Judging from the aura, they all had the strength of junior immortals.
The three monks rushed into the camp without saying a word, two of them killed Lan Xiaoyue, and one killed Mu Qing. Only these two places were in danger on the battlefield. The Wind God and the Great Buddha still had the upper hand, and the Thunder God's side still had the upper hand.
Downwind, but not too dangerous.
"A flash in the pan!" Lan Xiaoyue shouted in the rain of flowers, and the shadow of the sword passed by like a shooting star.
"Stop!" the two light and shadow monks shouted, waving their golden palms from a distance.
Lan Xiaoyue didn't even look at it. The shadow of the sword flashed past. The Second Buddha Lord and the Third Buddha Lord stopped together, with a look of fear on their faces. Then they split into two halves. They couldn't die anymore.
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"Buddha is angry!" The two light and shadow monks were furious and struck Lan Xiaoyue with their palms. Lan Xiaoyue raised her head and swung her sword, the shadow of the sword was like a flower. The monk's big palm shattered in response, and Lan Xiaoyue took the lead to kill.
"Ancestral Dragon Claw!" The gods and gods of death that Mu Qing fought were defeated step by step. Then he spun around, and the green spear spun with it. The dragon roared into the sky, the shadow of his arm was erratic, the power surged, the space trembled slightly, and it even cracked. It was hard to see.
The eyes of the gods and the gods of death changed, and their expressions were extremely ugly. In this formation, it was impossible to break the space, but now Mu Qing actually broke it.
"Sky Cloud Slash!" The god gritted his teeth and unleashed his most powerful move. The sky clouds were billowing, full of murderous intent.
Boom! There was a violent collision, and the long sword of the god flew away in response. Mu Qing's spear remained unabated, and then pierced the chest of the god. Mu Qing's face did not change, his hair was flying, and he held the green spear in one hand.
, with a slight shake, the God of Heaven's body exploded into pieces, and he was completely killed. The God of Death had just stopped retreating. Seeing this scene, he was extremely frightened. At this time, he really regretted following the God of Wind to this place.