Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

He is a descendant of the ancestor Hun Kun, and he is very aware of the Beihai affairs.

The body size of the black tortoise exceeds hundreds of millions of miles.

Its limbs are even more boundless.

But the physical body has become a kind of bondage.

The black tortoise can only float in the sea of ​​darkness, and cannot move independently.

"So good!"

"Then there will be Brother Lao."

Nuwa took a deep look at Kunpeng.

It was Kunpeng, who removed her authority in the human race.

Nuwa hated very much in her heart, but she could only hide it first.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Nuwa swore that one day she would have revenge.

When Yuan Shi heard it, his eyes lit up.

These are all merits and virtues, he wished he could go to Beihai and kill the black turtle directly.

But when he heard that he had a deep relationship with Kunpeng, he lost interest in an instant.

It's cheap, and it can't be taken advantage of at all.

They can only envy Kunpeng for the quasi-promotion and reception on the side.

The prehistoric world is so great that they cannot move it except for the two forces.

One of them is Patriarch Hongjun.

The second is the people of the Yaozu.

Zhunti has a deep understanding of the divine power of Styx.

"Then I will go first."

Kunpeng turned into a roc bird with a height of nearly ten thousand feet, and flew towards the North Sea.

The North Sea Black Tortoise, in terms of physical strength, is above Kunpeng.

The magic power contained in the body is far more than that of the most holy, comparable to [-]% of the early saints.

The back of the black tortoise was already filled with countless creatures.

This time, Kunpeng had to plan carefully.

It would be a great merit if the mysterious turtle was included in the monster clan.

Chapter 225 Beihai Mysterious Turtle

North Sea.

choppy.

The black Xuanshui rolled and churned.

Kunpeng soars above the nine heavens.

His sharp eyes looked down.

Above the North Sea, there is a vast and endless giant island floating.

That size far surpasses Zhongqian World.

Kunpeng swooped down and landed on the island.

"Senior Xuangui, your day of escape has arrived."

Kunpeng stood quietly and said expressionlessly.

His voice was long and resounded throughout the island.

Countless creatures were shocked, only some creatures with good cultivation could recognize the voice of Kunpeng.

"Meet the ancestors!"

Countless creatures bowed down one after another.

Before joining the Yaozu, Kunpeng was the master of the Northern Darkness.

Prior to this, the ancestor Hun Kun controlled the North Sea.

But unfortunately, he died in the calamity of the beast.

"Kunpeng, you are here."

"I remember, but you haven't come to see me for hundreds of thousands of years."

The island trembled, and a figure appeared in front of Kunpeng.

It is the soul of Xuan Gui.

That primordial spirit only reached the realm of Da Luo Jinxian.

Compared with that powerful physical body, it is not worth mentioning.

"Senior Xuangui, I have something important to discuss with you this time..."

Immediately, Kunpeng explained why he came.

He was still a little embarrassed.

After all, this black tortoise is an old friend of the ancestor Hun Kun, and he is still in the generation of Uncle Kunpeng.

"I have existed in the prehistoric world since the beginning of the world."

"I only cultivated the flesh body, and it became like this."

"Yuanshen, I have also practiced, but unfortunately I can only reach the peak of Daluo Jinxian, so it is rare to make progress."

"For countless years, I have lived in this North Sea."