The aura on Kunpeng's body has reached its peak, and his body is gradually getting bigger, looking like he is about to self-destruct.
"Demon Master, you are lying again." Tathagata Buddha swept his wise eyes, as if he could see through the essence of Kunpeng, and said calmly: "You have been practicing for hundreds of millions of years and have great magical powers. You have not reached a desperate situation yet.
Thinking of blowing yourself up?"
The Buddha walked out of the darkness, surrounded by four swords, and behind him was a golden light, illuminating the formation. It was so majestic and frightening that people were frightened. He struck out with a palm, the sky and the earth changed color, and murderous intent condensed in the formation.
, all in one palm, powerful power is stored in every inch. However, this powerful power is not leaked at all.
The palm of his hand was lightly printed on Kunpeng's body. Kunpeng's eyes were like lightning, and he let out a soft whistle. A sharp claw appeared behind his head and grabbed the Buddha's big hand. The two sides collided fiercely, and a ripple appeared in the crowd instantly.
In front of the immortal, earth, water, fire and wind surged out, encompassing all the surrounding space, turning everything within a thousand miles into chaos.
It is indeed Kunpeng. What Tathagata Buddha said is absolutely correct. Everyone is a quasi-sage. I don’t know how much effort it took for Demon Master Kunpeng to achieve such a status.
Unless it is a desperate situation, otherwise, who would self-destruct, making his entire cultivation into nothing, leaving only his true spirit in reincarnation, and it is not known whether he can return to the fairy world.
Kunpeng was cunning by nature and cherished his life the most. He finally became a quasi-sage, but he still listened to Taoist Yangliu. How could he die easily if he would become a saint in the new way in the future?
"Kunpeng, you can't escape from this Immortal-killing Sword Formation." The Qingping Sword in the hands of Our Lady of Wudang shone with light, and the sword energy criss-crossed, drawing Kunpeng into it and preventing him from escaping.
"Kunpeng, today is the day you die." Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were red with cold light, and his aura instantly reached its peak. He swung out the fly whisk in his hand, turned into sword energy, and struck Kunpeng hard.
Kunpeng made a muffled sound and swayed. He had just blocked the Tathagata Palm and avoided the Qingping Sword of the Holy Mother Wudang, but he really didn't care about Zhen Yuanzi. In his opinion, Zhenyuan
Zi is a cautious person by nature. Surrounded by water, fire and wind, the clear light is shining, which is obviously extraordinary.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Yuanzi had already gone crazy at this time. He didn't care whether Kunpeng Demon Master had other methods. He sacrificed the fetal membranes of heaven and earth, enveloped his body with yellow rays of light, and broke into Kunpeng alone.
Within ten feet, the Niwan was suddenly filled with a glowing light, and the ginseng fruit tree struck Kunpeng's body with a powerful force. The innate immortal aura burst out with powerful power.
Kunpeng let out a loud roar, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were flashing with murderous intent.
"Boom!" At this moment, a big seal fell from above the head, with a brilliant power that made people unable to think of any resistance. This was the backbone of Pangu.
The big seal hit Kunpeng's back hard, and Kunpeng let out a scream again. There are very few people in the world who can catch Fantian Seal, especially since Kunpeng was already injured, and it would be difficult to avoid it.
When he was about to resist, a sword light roared out. In Kunpeng's horrified eyes, the sword light hit his body, and a rotten power came from the wound. A foul smell instantly spread from the wound, full of ominous
.
"Kunpeng, your death has come." Archmage Xuandu offered up the diagram of the universe, and the yin and yang qi flew out from the spiritual treasure. He wanted to take Kunpeng into it. Kunpeng let out a roar and turned into a big roc, soaring up.
Just wanted to run away.
But an innate spiritual light brushed by, and Dapeng let out a scream, and a layer of fur on his body was wiped off by the spiritual light, which was very miserable.
"Kill." Another crimson sword light came to kill, and Taoist Kunpeng didn't react for a moment. The sword light swept across his body, and a huge wound appeared on his shoulder, and his wings were almost cut off.
"Master, save me." Taoist Kunpeng felt that the surrounding space was blocked, and he suddenly felt a little panicked. It turned out that the purpose of the Zhuxian Sword Formation was not to use the power of the sword formation to kill himself, but just to seal off the space so that
He couldn't escape, after all, it was not an easy task to intercept a quasi-sage.
Tathagata Buddha and the others frowned slightly when they heard each other's exclamations. Who is Taoist Kunpeng's master? He is Taoist Yangliu. He is now the number one master in the three realms. He suppressed the river of fate and blocked the lifespan of the immortals in the three realms.
Once such a person takes action, the quasi-sages like himself will not be able to look at him enough.
However, after waiting for a while, there was nothing unusual in the formation. Kunpeng's body was covered in scars, and his originally happy expression turned into embarrassment.
"Haha, Kunpeng, it seems that Taoist Yangliu doesn't want to talk to you at all! Just suffer death!" Guangchengzi burst out laughing when he saw this. He had already made plans to escape. However, in a twist of events, Taoist Yangliu didn't care about Kunpeng at all.
life and death.
Upon seeing this, Tathagata and others showed joy on their faces, and surrounded Kunpeng again. They caught Kunpeng and started fighting for a while.
Taoist Kunpeng's heart sank to the bottom. It didn't matter if he failed. What he was most worried about was being abandoned by Taoist Yangliu. Now it seemed that Taoist Yangliu didn't take him into his heart at all and allowed himself to be killed by others.
"How did your majesty know that Taoist Yangliu would not save Kunpeng!" In the reincarnation, in the Houtu Palace, the empress asked curiously. Even he himself did not expect this.
"It cannot be broken or established. Kunpeng has two inheritances. One is his own inheritance, and the other is the inheritance of Hongjun Daozu. The former is forgettable. The latter is not suitable for Yangliu Avenue. What Yangliu Avenue needs is a pure successor. Kunpeng enters reincarnation.
After that, you will naturally be protected by Taoist Yangliu."
"Is this second? Things are even simpler. Although Taoist Yangliu has great magical powers, he is not Pangu or the way of heaven. He has suppressed too many people, including Taoist Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohu, saints and demon kings in the sky,
He also suppressed the river of destiny and sealed the upper limit of the life span of all living beings. How much magic power and Taoism did he have? At this time, the two sides were in the middle of a game. He couldn't spare much energy to save Kunpeng's life, so he might as well take advantage of the situation.
After all, there are still 100,000 years left for this."
After hearing this, Empress Houtu nodded. Yang Guang's analysis was indeed like this.
"So, things will change?" Empress Houtu couldn't help but ask.
"The general trend of the Three Realms is naturally changing. No one knows what the future will look like." Yang Guang shook his head and said, "I can't say for sure, so I can only do my best."
