Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Kunpeng Patriarch is an old master of great magical powers. When he saw the Taoist Priest Taichu blocking his way, he killed him with a divine sword without saying a word.

He did not attack the Taoist Priest Taiyi. He just wanted to meet the elders of Xuanmen. Now that he had seen the real person, he was too lazy to speak again.

This sword looked ordinary, but it contained an extremely terrifying will of the Great Dao. With one sword, billions of miles of void turned into a world of swords, and endless sword lights besieged the Taoist Priest Taichu.

The Taoist Priest Taichu could not laugh anymore. His cultivation was not higher than that of the Kunpeng Patriarch. Facing the sudden attack of the Kunpeng Patriarch, his mind was shocked.

Fortunately, he was a master of great magical powers. He remained calm in the face of danger. A pagoda appeared above his head in time, and the innate Dao Qi flowed endlessly, blocking the attack of the Kunpeng Patriarch.

Even so, the Taoist Priest Taichu was not feeling well. His natal world was shaken to the ground, and countless creatures were instantly wiped out.

"Kunpeng, you!"

Taichou Daoist was furious and wanted to argue with Kunpeng Patriarch, but Kunpeng Patriarch had already come close to him and started to chase him.

Taichou Daoist, who lost the initiative, fell into a disadvantageous position. The innate spiritual treasure that protected him shook constantly and the light of the treasure gradually dimmed.

"Do you feel aggrieved? When I was in Zixiao Palace, I was calculated by Yuanshi Tianzun and lost my holy position. I felt the same way. Over the years, I have regarded Hongjun Daozu as my teacher and regarded myself as a member of Xuanmen. I didn't expect that this was all my wishful thinking."

Dang!

Kunpeng Patriarch sometimes turned into a human, sometimes into a knife, and sometimes into a bird, and beat Taichu Daoist to retreat step by step. The key is that Kunpeng Patriarch is extremely fast.

In the void, there are Kunpeng Patriarch's figures everywhere, but each one is real.

The speed of Kunpeng Patriarch also caused the change of time. The time around him became extremely fast, while the time around Taichu Daoist was extremely slow.

The faster one is faster, the slower one is slower. Even though Taichu Daoren is a great master, he couldn't catch the trajectory of Kunpeng's attack.

"Kunpeng, don't mess around! It is destined that you will not be able to get the sainthood. You lost a sainthood that didn't belong to you, but Brother Yuanshi lost four disciples in the realm of Daluo Jinxian!"

Under the innate spiritual treasure, Taichu Daoren roared angrily, like a trapped beast.

As soon as he finished speaking, a palace with a chilling air fell from the sky.

This palace is all ice crystal color. It appeared between heaven and earth, and an extremely huge chill swept across the world, freezing time and space, all things, creation, and cause and effect.

"I know what you guys are thinking. You just think that since you can't even get the holy position, why can I get it? If you say it out loud, I will look up to you, but you distort the truth to cover up your dark psychology and claim to be a great immortal!"

Kunpeng Patriarch moved his wings, his right wing drooped, and his feathers turned into countless divine swords, descending from the sky.

At the same time, the Demon Master Palace also burst out with thousands of feet of rosy clouds. Wherever the rosy clouds shone, everything there was destroyed, and wherever the rosy clouds fell, the avenue there collapsed.

Taichu Taoren felt a strong sense of frustration.

Kunpeng Patriarch's strength was too strong, much stronger than he imagined. He knew that if he let Kunpeng Patriarch attack again, his defense would be broken.

More importantly, Kunpeng Patriarch said out his darkest thoughts.

Did those powerful people who drove Kunpeng Patriarch off the holy position really sympathize with the Western duo? No! They are just mentally abnormal. They are not good themselves, so they can't stand others being good.

"Kunpeng, you forced me to do this!"

The Taoist Taichu roared and sacrificed a bloody sickle.

As soon as the sickle appeared, a strong demonic energy emanated from it, and countless shouts of killing rang out between heaven and earth, and a sea of ​​blood and corpses descended on the world.

The surrounding void began to distort, as if this space and this world were to be killed by this sickle.

The Taoist Taichu swung the bloody sickle.

"The innate spiritual treasure of the Three Thousand Worlds!?"

The ancestor Kunpeng recognized the origin of this treasure at a glance.

The higher the cultivation level, the easier it is for people to come into contact with the Three Thousand Worlds. People like them who stand at the top of the food chain are very likely to have entered the Three Thousand Worlds.

The bloody sickle drew a blood-red streak, and in an instant, it broke the Taoist magic of the ancestor Kunpeng.

Domineering!

With one move, the Taoist Taichu defeated the enemy, holding the blood-red sickle in his hand, and attacked the Kunpeng Patriarch again.

The Taoist Taichu was very confident in defeating the Kunpeng Patriarch, because all the great masters knew that the Kunpeng Patriarch was a pauper.

How poor was the Kunpeng Patriarch?

Except for the acquired treasure, the Demon Master Palace, he had no magic weapon to show off.

On the treasure-dividing cliff, other great powers made a lot of money, but the Kunpeng Patriarch did not even get a congenital spiritual treasure.

Later, the Kunpeng Patriarch finally got a chance to get the River Map and Luoshu, but it was forcibly taken away by the saint in a blink of an eye.

How could such a poor Kunpeng Patriarch be his opponent?

However, the next scene made Taichu dumbfounded. The Kunpeng Patriarch recalled the Demon Master Palace, and there was a golden long sword in his hand.

On the long sword, the heavens were annihilated, and the worlds were empty, which was actually a top-grade congenital spiritual treasure.

The old man Kunpeng swung his sword again. This time, the power was much greater than the sword he had conjured with his magic power.

Boom!

Taichou Daoist was forced to retreat immediately, and the Xiantian Spiritual Tower on his head was cut off. If he hadn't been quick-witted, he wouldn't have been able to keep his Xiantian Spiritual Treasure.

"You actually have a top-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure?"

Taichou Daoist was dumbfounded, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Ever since the fight began, he had been suppressed by the Kunpeng Patriarch. He originally thought that he could turn defeat into victory by relying on the magic weapon, but the Kunpeng Patriarch took out a top-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure without saying a word.

Kunpeng Patriarch still wanted to make a move to completely defeat the Taichu Daoist, and three figures flashed and appeared between him and the Taichu Daoist.

These three people were also quasi-saints, and their magic power was comparable to that of the Taichu Daoist. Of course, they were all great masters of the Xuanmen.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, please forgive others when you can."

In the middle is a young man in a turquoise Taoist robe, with a pair of red pupils that are brighter than gems; on the left is a woman with a slender waist and delicate skin, a white ribbon dancing in the wind; on the right is a boy with a half-black and half-white face.

Taishi Taoist, Taisu Yuanjun, Taiji Boy, the Xuanmen Elders Group has arrived.

Looking at the four people opposite, the old ancestor Kunpeng is not in a hurry.

The most powerful thing about him is running away. In the war between witches and demons, the demon emperor and the ancestor witch were almost wiped out, but he was able to escape. This is enough to show his ability to escape.

"Hey, what are the four Taoist friends doing?"

The old ancestor Kunpeng sneered and asked knowingly.