"You dare to hit me!? I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Kunpeng covered his head. He had not expected that Wuzhiqi had hit him with a stick just now.

What is your identity?

Do you even dare to attack yourself with this kind of thing?

"Whoever stops me, kill without mercy!"

Wuzhi Qi, who was in trouble, didn't care about this or that, he just took out the stick and did it!

Kunpeng snorted coldly and raised his hand, preparing to forcefully connect Wuzhi Qi's Zijin Liang.

"Be careful! He is in trouble now! His strength is extraordinary!"

Yang Jian quickly reminded.

"Into a calamity? What calamity?"

Kunpeng frowned and looked at Yang Jian.

He has been cultivating quietly in Beihai without paying attention to worldly affairs, just waiting for the day when he can regain the holy throne through accumulated experience.

Nowadays, his strength is infinitely close to that of a saint, but there is always a gap that he cannot cross.

Lost in millimeters, a thousand miles.

Just one step away, that is a world of difference, two levels of strength.

This is one of the reasons why Kunpeng does not leave the North Sea.

Another reason is...

I feel a little embarrassed about the things he did before...

It's better not to show up in public, and practice the "Tian Yao Golden Body Technique" every day in Beihai, trying to improve his strength.

As a result, just today, the invincible "Heaven Demon Golden Body Art" broke through the defense...

"Ouch! My hands!!"

Kunpeng originally wanted to take over the stick with one hand, but unfortunately the person facing him was Wuzhiqi who had suffered a calamity, an invincible existence among the saints!

Kunpeng grimaced in pain and looked at Wuzhiqi in shock.

"He has suffered a calamity...could it be that the calamity has come again!?"

Kunpeng looked at Yang Jian who was not far away and asked.

"That's right! And it's aimed at Buddhism. Don't you know that Lingshan has changed hands?"

Yang Jian said seriously.

"Lingshan has changed owners?"

Kunpeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and just as he was about to say something, Wuzhi Qi hit him again with a stick.

"If the tiger doesn't show off its power, you think I'm a sick cat!?"

Kunpeng was furious, and then turned around. Golden light suddenly appeared on his body, and a huge Kun shadow appeared behind him.

"break!!"

Kunpeng swung out his palm and directly deflected Wuzhiqi's attack.

Wuzhi Qi flew backwards, his hands were numb and his mouth was bleeding.

"As expected of a demon master... his strength is indeed extraordinary..."

The six-eared macaque looked at Kunpeng who was posing the Poss and admired it.

"After I capture this monster monkey, tell me what happened outside!"

Kunpeng turned around again, and the Kun shadow behind him transformed into the image of a roc, and then disappeared instantly, appearing behind Wuzhiqi.

"Go!"

Kunpeng waved his arms and shouted, and Wuzhiqi was directly rolled into the cuffs by him, and he didn't know where he was imprisoned.

"The demon master is mighty!"

The six-eared macaque shouted with a smile.

When he came this time, he also had the task of dragging Kunpeng into the Demon Court.

So he tried his best to say nice things to see if he could build a relationship with Kunpeng.

"How can a mere red-breasted monkey turn the world upside down!?"

Kunpeng said coaxingly.

But Yang Jian and others all looked at each other.

He can't change the world, but he can catch a big fish like you!

Kunpeng looked at the many masters gathered in front of him with a complicated expression.

"You...you are obviously not from the same force, so why are you still acting together?"

Kunpeng looked at Yang Jian and asked.

Good guy, he didn't pay attention at first. Now he will take a look after Wuzhi Qi is collected.

From the demon clan, from heaven, from the underworld, no...why did the demon clan come to help? !

And whose descendant is that boy full of corpse energy?

Kunpeng was stunned. He could understand when Liangjie appeared and various forces did some unreasonable things.

But he couldn't understand that so many forces were surrounding Wuzhiqi together, and there were even hostile forces among them.

"They were all summoned by Lord Demon Ancestor to help."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Rizhao spoke.

"Lord Demon Ancestor? Do you still listen to Luo Hu?!"

Kunpeng was completely shocked. Didn't he just stay in seclusion for a few days?

Is it so crazy out there right now?

Could it be that the Three Realms have changed hands? ?

"You can wait a moment. How long have you been out for activities?"

The Wuji Ghost King quickly stopped Kunpeng. This guy probably didn't have access to the Internet either.

"I...I haven't been out for some years, right? What's happening to the Three Realms now?"

Kunpeng looked at Wuji Ghost King in confusion and asked.

"Liu'er, you know everything about heaven and earth. Tell him about it."

The Wuji Ghost King looked at the six-eared macaque and said.

"Don't mention it. After the calamity began, my magical powers were no longer so effective. In addition, there are some gaps in the way of heaven, so I am not particularly clear about some things."

The six-eared macaque scratched his head and said, then he turned to look at the sun scorpion and other demon generals.

"Don't look at us. We are all immigrants. You'd better ask a local."

Rizhao quickly waved his hands to avoid it.

"how about you?"

The six-eared macaque looked at Ying Zheng again.

"What the hell...I'm not a local either..."

Ying Zheng said slightly embarrassed.

"You don't even have anyone here who understands?"

Kunpeng glanced around at the group of experts from various forces in front of him.

"Then how did you get together? You need to know this, right?"

"Thirteen called us here."

Nezha shouted loudly.

"Thirteen? Which one?"

Kunpeng looked at everyone and asked curiously.

"He's not here right now. He's communicating with the higher ups."

Nezha pointed to the sky with a mysterious look.

"Up...up?!"

Kunpeng was shocked. Is Thirteen so big? Why haven't you heard of it...

"Just wait a moment. I'll call him over and you'll know everything."

With that said, Nezha took out the Bagua Mirror and passed the time.

"We're done here. This is Senior Kunpeng. I have something to ask you."

With that said, Nezha handed the Bagua Mirror to Kunpeng.

"Is he Thirteen?"

Kunpeng frowned and took the Bagua Mirror and asked.

"Yes, if you want something, ask him."

Nezha pointed at the Bagua Mirror and said.

"Thirteen, I am the ancestor of Kunpeng, you... Huh? Why did he fail me?"

Kunpeng looked at the dead Bagua Mirror with an ugly expression on his face.

"Hang up? Let me take a look."

Nezha took the Bagua Mirror and looked at it, and he was really disappointed.

"I guess... I guess he's coming to find us, right?"

Nezha touched his chin and said like Li Jing thinking.

"It's not impossible. After all, he flies so fast. He must be the fastest in the three realms now, right?"

Sun Wukong said cheerfully.

"Flying fast? Humph! You monkey, do you know what you are talking about?"

When Kunpeng heard this, he said with arrogance.

who is he? He is Kunpeng!

Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to miles!

Does anyone dare to say that he is fast in front of him?

Isn't this nonsense? !

"That... senior, Thirteen has the Wings of the Emperor..."

Nezha said cautiously.

"The wings of the Emperor River, a fan of 280,000 miles..."

"Dijiang!?"

Kunpeng was stunned for a moment, then coughed dryly.

"Ahem... I didn't expect that he actually has the inheritance of the Witch Clan. Then his speed is indeed very fast. If compared to me, he is only about the same..."

"Ok?"

Everyone looked at Kunpeng.

After all, Di Jiang is famous for being fast, he is the ancestor of space!

Kunpeng couldn't help but look at them angrily.

"He has half a pound of gold, but I can handle eight ounces of scrap metal!"

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