Online Games: He is the Fourth Rebellious Boy in Heaven

"Kunpeng! That kid has gone to the sea of ​​suffering! Go and intercept him!"

Zhunti shouted loudly, and then slapped Wuzhiqi to the ground. A huge pit was made on the ground, and there were fly ash everywhere.

"Use harder! It's so itchy~"

Wuzhiqi's voice came from the deep pit.

Zhunti cursed secretly, and then stepped down hard. The scope of the pit became larger, and several large cracks opened in the earth.

"Keep going! Hey hey hey~"

Wuzhiqi's mocking voice came again, and Zhunti was so angry that he took out the Seven Treasures Tree.

Then Zhunti used the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to brush against Wuzhi Qi in the pit another hundred and eighty times.

If it were anyone else, they would have been reduced to ashes...

But Wuzhiqi stood up from the pit like a carp, full of energy, without any injuries!

"Hey hey hey!"

Wuzhiqi yelled, and then he raised the Purple Gold Beam and smashed it towards the Three-Star Cave in the Inclined Moon.

"Are you done yet!?"

Zhunti was almost going crazy. He rushed over and raised his hand to resist the impact of the Zijin beam.

This Wuzhi Qi is almost full of calamity energy, making him invincible...

He can't be beaten to death, he can't be sealed, and he can't even sprint towards his own dojo without thinking.

This gives Zhunti a headache now. What can you do with such a bastard and a brainless house-stealing monkey?

We can only keep trying to stop him and prevent him from destroying his dojo.

Therefore, the matter of preventing Shisan from filing a complaint was left to Kunpeng's hands.

"Why aren't you going yet!?"

Zhunti looked at Kunpeng, who was taking drugs not far away, and couldn't help shouting.

"I'm injured now... and I can't beat that kid. Why should I go there?"

Kunpeng pointed at his left arm that was about to explode and said helplessly.

"Who asked you to fight him? Find my senior brother! Let him capture Thirteen, and you pack up and send Thirteen back to me!"

Zhunti held the wuzhiqi and fired his bow from left to right, and phantoms came out of his big chest.

"Didn't you fucking eat?"

Wuzhiqi rubbed his face, smoothed the monkey hair on his face, and bared his teeth in mockery.

"Humph!"

Zhunti snorted coldly. There was nothing he could do against Wuzhiqi now.

We can only restrict his behavior and hope that the calamity of the calamity will be weakened.

But Kunpeng got the message, suddenly flashed his right wing, limped, and flew towards the sea of ​​suffering at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

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"That's a bit outrageous of you. Where can I go fishing if there are no fish?"

Shijia had his hands on his hips, trying to present facts and reason in front of Jie Yin, but Jie Yin didn't listen to this at all.

"Then I don't care. Anyway, as long as you can catch fish, I will keep you alive. If not, just take care of yourself~"

Jie Yin looked at the time happily and smiled.

"Grandma... these days, saints are starting to trick people?"

Shi Guang glanced at the fishing rod on the ground unhappily, raised his hand and sucked it into his hand.

"What is this called..."

"You are still young. You still need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity. You need to calm down and fish hard. If there are no fish in the lake, there will be fish elsewhere~"

Jie Yin looked at the time with a smile. Obviously, it was very interesting to fool this boy.

"Ah, yes, yes, the fish in the bitter sea all grow on the trees, and there are fry planted in the ground. When autumn comes, the fry will grow up and we can harvest a lot of big fish!"

Shi Guang snorted and talked nonsense.

"Hehehe..."

Jieyin smiled and shook his head, stopped talking, closed his eyes and waited for something.

Shi Shijie ignored him, thinking that he was really going to burp today.

Just as he was sitting on the bow of the boat looking at the motionless fish bladder in a daze, a loud roar came from the sky.

"Hey! Thirteen! You actually dare to come here to bewitch the saint! You are seeking death!!"

"Ok?"

When Shi Shi heard this, he turned around and saw that it was Kunpeng who was lame with half of his wings. He immediately laughed angrily.

"You still have the nerve to come to me on horseback? Come down here!"

With that said, Time threw the Nine Demon Tower and smashed it towards Kunpeng.

Kunpeng was startled. Why did Thirteen use his big moves as soon as he came up?

Seeing that the Nine Demon Tower was about to hit Kunpeng, Kunpeng's right wing suddenly flashed an afterimage, but he managed to escape the blow.

Kunpeng cursed in his heart. If Zhunti hadn't been showing off, he would have told himself that he wanted to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, why would he be so embarrassed when he was hiding from a skill?

"Get the lead! Quickly suppress him!"

Kunpeng quickly dodged the Nine Demon Towers coming from behind and shouted loudly.

"What are you thinking about? Who are you? Huh? What's your status? You still want to command a saint? You deserve a beating!"

Shi Guang snorted coldly, flew up and grabbed Kunpeng's ankles.

"Come down for me, you!"

"what!!"

Kunpeng was suddenly caught by the sudden flash of time. He was about to break free, but unexpectedly, time directly picked him up.

"The big windmill is squeaking and spinning, Kunpeng~'s underwear is so beautiful~"

Shi Guang held Kunpeng's ankle, swung it around for a dozen times, and then threw it into the sky.

"You old yinbi, do you think I will kill you today!?"

As he spoke, the hands of time bloomed with blue and red light, and the power of water and fire condensed instantly.

"Let you have a taste of the turtle style...ah! You are so incompatible with fire and water!"

Shi Guang glanced at Kunpeng who was thrown away, locked his aura directly, pushed forward with both hands, and the red and blue light waves went directly towards Kunpeng.

The old god Jie Yin was on the ground with his legs crossed, watching the time unilaterally beating Kunpeng without any emotion.

Kunpeng came to die on his own, and there was nothing he could do to stop him...

"drink!!"

Kunpeng's face turned green when he looked at the light waves coming towards him. He knew exactly how his left arm was injured!

Wasn't it because Zhunti changed the direction of the light wave and hit him?

This thing is quite powerful, and it's not easy to hide...

Kunpeng gritted his teeth, glanced at the sea of ​​suffering below, turned over with a kite, and plunged into the water with a fierce thrust.

"Want to run away? There's no way!"

Shi Guang snorted coldly, waved one hand, and a black cloud appeared on the horizon, directly covering the water area.

"Thunder Tribulation!! Lock the target and chop it for me!!"

"How can such a small cloud be thunderous? Thirteen, don't be too funny...huh!?"

Kunpeng showed his head in the water, looked up at the small dark clouds, and was taunting, when suddenly there was a "click".

"Ah!? Purple Sky Divine Thunder??"

Kunpeng's face turned green. He wanted to run but it was too late. The purple lightning instantly struck Kunpeng's Tianling Cap.

For a moment, Kunpeng felt sore and numb all over his body.

That's not all. The black cloud kept crackling downwards.

Even Yin felt a little scared.

Isn't this mine too dense?

A divine thunderbolt is no more than the thickness of an arm, but such densely packed divine thunderbolts together are like a divine thunderbolt as thick as a large water tank.

Not to mention Kunpeng, whoever drives it will have to do it!

Of course, the saint realm can still block a block, but there are only a few saints in the three realms...

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The divine thunder struck Kunpeng one after another. Kunpeng screamed twice at first, but there was no movement after a while.

When the dark clouds dissipated, a huge fish slowly emerged from the water. Its skin was riddled with holes and even smelled like burnt fish skin.

Time floats in the air and breathes heavily. This thunderstorm consumes too much mana...

When he saw the giant Kun floating below, he couldn't help but sigh.

"The ancients did not deceive me. The Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot..."