The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Chapter 443 Great Crisis! All souls crisis! (4/6)

“Master, I’m waiting here to fight for life, what are the Three Saints of Kunlun Mountain doing? What are Nuwa doing? What are the shameless Western solicitors doing?”

The six-eared macaque jumped up anxiously. He didn’t want to leave for thirty-three days, and he was also very dissatisfied with the Five Saints in his heart.

“If the disciple wants to accompany Master here and go to the precipice to fight the fire, Master should assign other daoists!”

The words of the six-eared macaque made Kunpeng angry and angry. How could he not know the thoughts of the six-eared macaque?

After listening to the grievances of the six ears, the cultivators next to them all sighed in their hearts.

Now the great chaos and crisis are coming, but the five saints are striving for benefits, putting the safety of the prehistoric world aside.

The Saint Houtu snorted coldly at this time, and she said in her heart: “Fortunately, the ancestor of Dao made Kunpeng the Emperor of Heaven. If other monks are chosen, I am afraid I don’t know what Honghuang will be like at this time!”.

Seeing that the overall situation is unstable now, Kunpeng’s expression turned cold, and he scolded the six-eared macaque:

“Liu Er, you dare not respect the emperor’s order, this sin of disrespect and disrespect will be remembered for you! Nowadays, the prehistoric creatures are smashed. As the dragon and tiger mysterious soldier protects the law, you are the emperor of the emperor. The world contributes!”

When Emperor Kunpeng became angry, the situation suddenly changed.

The six-eared macaque hurriedly knelt to the ground, he cried and said: “Master!…”

Kunpeng raised his hand to interrupt his words, and said sharply:

“At the moment of the prehistoric crisis, you and I should consider the safety of the prehistoric land. This is our home for survival. If even the prehistoric world is swallowed up, where else can you and I stay safe?”

The words of the Emperor of Heaven left many monks silent, and the Emperor Jiang Zu Wu nodded his head, obviously agreeing with Kun Peng’s statement.

“Taiqing’s little actions, when this disaster is over, I will look for them to care about it. Now the alien monks invade the land, if you don’t stop it, I’m afraid the land will suffer huge damage. Liu Er, you are on the mission of destroying the enemy, and it is equally dangerous. Extremely, remember not to take it lightly, and keep everything to your heart.”

The six-eared macaque has always been obedient, and this time he was worried about Kunpeng in his heart, so he had the courage to kneel and ask for orders. Now that he saw Kunpeng’s resolute face, in his heart, where did he dare to rebel against the will of the emperor.

He just wanted to destroy those alien races as soon as possible, so that he could return to thirty-three days earlier, to make a meager effort for the master.

Compared with the loyalty of the six-eared macaque, the manners of the five saints made everyone even more contemptuous.

Even the ancestor of Styx, he was worried in his heart, thinking about protecting himself, how can he survive the catastrophe, but now he is full of emotions and his attitude has changed a little.

“Liu Er leads the way, if you don’t fulfill your mission, you will never return to heaven!”

The six-eared macaque stood up, he lit his men and horses, and immediately turned back to the wilderness to look for the traces of those eight-armed alien races.

At this time, the three human emperors, the two human ancestors, and the human monks they brought, all these powerful men followed the six-eared macaques away.

Emperor Kunpeng watched Liu’er leave, and he was also very worried about this big disciple.

Although outland creatures enter the prehistoric world, their strength will be suppressed by heaven and earth, but the previous formation under the tens of thousands of Luo Jinxian cloth can effectively resist the suppression of the prehistoric world, this formation makes Kun Peng very jealous.

If the opponent uses this formation again, and it is a combination of digital quasi-sages, then the six-eared macaques are likely to be in danger.

It’s just that now Emperor Kunpeng can’t take care of these, he must sit for thirty-three days in person to control all matters.

Kunpeng personally dispatched the manpower and deployed the next week’s star-fighting formation within 33 days, and the entire 33-day defense at a time was airtight.

The opponent’s several offensives have returned without success, and it can even be said to have suffered heavy casualties.

Under such circumstances, the monks on the Heavenly Court side were naturally morale boosted.

But just when everyone thought the situation would get better, everything was not the case.

In the prehistoric world, more and more foreign monks invaded, and they simply couldn’t kill them by relying on the six-eared macaques.

The supreme sages of the Miluo world contained the Kunpeng Tiandi thirty-three days away, and their quasi-sage powers led the monks to bypass the heavenly forces and attack everywhere.

Kunpeng and Houtu saint, Grand Marshal Jimeng, their united to resist the opposing supreme are not strong enough. If another saint goes out to fight, then this main battlefield will only be completely defeated in an instant.

It is precisely because of this that when Kunpeng faced this situation, he could only divide his forces again.

“Friend Dijiang, you led the Wu Clan to evacuate for thirty-three days. Everything is focused on the prehistoric world. Don’t let the foreign race shake the foundation of the prehistoric world!”

Emperor Kunpeng once again gave orders. Although Emperor Jiang Zuwu was worried about Kunpeng’s safety and the victory or defeat of the main battlefield, if the foundation of the prehistoric was unstable, even if Kunpeng and the others blocked the supremacy of the Miluo world, it would be meaningless at that time.

“His Majesty, don’t worry, Emperor Jiang will take care of the alien race and protect the prehistoric!”

Emperor Jiang Zu Wu held both fists, and he dispatched an army of the Wu tribe to rush to the prehistoric world.

Now that the Sixth Route Allied Forces have been divided by one-third, the defense for the entire 33 days seems even more difficult.

The power of the Miluo world is obviously beyond the range that the Primordial Monk can bear.

There are more sacred realms in the Miluo world than in the Primordial World, so their quasi-sage-level monks and Daluo Jinxian-level monks are far beyond the prehistoric world.

What’s more, today’s prehistoric world is in chaos, and coupled with the scale of heaven and earth, how can they compete with the monolithic world of Miluo?

“It’s a pity that Daozu Hongjun has been reluctant to show up. It seems that he is also in serious trouble, or is he contending with the heavens of the Miluo world?”

At this time, Emperor Kunpeng had already seen a lot. Daozu Hongjun couldn’t hide in secret forever. The most likely situation was that Daozu Hongjun was contending with a huge force, so that he didn’t even have a chance to inform the Emperor Kunpeng.

It’s not difficult to infer from this point that if the Miluo world is so powerful, how could their power of heaven be weak?

There are spokespersons like Hongjun Daozu in the prehistoric world, who can be sure that there is no similar existence in the Miluo world?

And the other party hasn’t done anything for a long time, and Hongjun Daozu also disappeared. Obviously, it is very likely that the two sides are forming an opposition.

“I hope Hongjun Daozu can return victoriously, lest the creatures of the prehistoric world will be overwhelmed!”

Kunpeng is also in desperation now. If Hongjun Daozu can return victoriously, then all problems will be solved.

However, judging from the current situation, as long as Hongjun Daozu is undefeated too miserably, it is already a blessing.