Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 428

"I don't know what you want. If you don't say it clearly, then you have to see the truth." Zen Master Wuchao said angrily, turned his hand, and suddenly a three-foot-high gourd appeared in his hand. There was a ray of light in the gourd. A thing appeared on it, seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes, and two white lights in its eyes, soaring straight to the sky, nailing the Kunpeng Niwan Palace.

"Hey, Immortal Slaying Flying Knife is good against ordinary immortals, but against me who knows everything about you, I'm afraid it will be a waste of time. Don't lose the flying knife, you will lose your magic weapon!" Jie said with a strange smile.

That's what Kunpeng said, but the huge Peng's eyes were very cautious, his whole body was invigorated, and the space shattered layer by layer.

Now that he has made up his mind, Zen Master Wuchao stopped talking, bowed to the gourd, and said solemnly: "Please turn around, baby."

When Zen Master Wuchao finished his words, he saw the baby in the gourd that was shining with divine light, with eyebrows and eyes, rushing out of the gourd with a "clang". in front of the neck.

"Hey!" Kunpeng yelled violently, and two precious swords shaped like bird wings appeared on his head, and they spun rapidly to protect his head.

"Ding ding ding..." The seven-inch light with eyebrows and eyes circled around Kunpeng's head, collided with the bird's wings countless times, and made a crisp sound like the collision of swords, filling the sky with bright lights. The purpose of sword light and sword shadow.

The light from the gourd circled around Dapeng's head, and then flew back into the gourd, trembling slightly in the gourd, as if he was dissatisfied with beheading off the opponent's head, as if he was afraid of encountering a strong enemy.

"Long time no see, the Demon Slayer Sword is still so sharp. It's a pity that it was severely injured in the Lich War. Although it was repaired by you, it has been warmed up for many years. It's a pity that I lost the Demon Slayer Saint (Taiyi Golden Immortal) long ago. (Da Luo Jinxian) is like killing a dog, daring to kill a monster emperor, although it is as sharp as before, but I can't help it, the useless people are only worthy of useless!" Kunpeng looked down, his eyes were as sharp as electricity, and the words he said were astonishing. It was very vicious, and it was extremely inconsistent with his demeanor of looking down on the world.

"Hey, if my Immortal-Chopping Flying Knife is trash, wouldn't your Pengyi Knife be trash among trash? Don't think that if you put it away, I won't know that there are gaps in them." Regarding Kunpeng's words, Wu Chao The Zen master was not angry, but said lightly.

Useless people use waste, and what you use is more useless than mine, which means you are more useless than me... Zen Master Wuchao just said this in his heart, after all, he never thought of himself as useless.

Zen Master Wuchao was full of resentment at this time, this guy Kunpeng was simply talking without thinking, harming others but not benefiting himself.

"Hmph!" Kunpeng snorted coldly, "There's only one stick of incense left, what do you think?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, how do you think about it?" Zen Master Wuchao still looked indifferent, but the Buddha's light shrouded Futu Mountain was more intense.

"It seems that you have a choice. Between the bastard and that thing, you chose that thing. You are indeed the person who resolutely abandoned his brother to escape after seeing the danger. He is cold-blooded!" After Kunpeng said lightly, The body pressed down a little, and after suppressing the more powerful Buddha light back to its original state, he said in a nonchalant manner: "Fortunately, I know you are this kind of person, and I didn't personally get rid of your bastard, which would damage my Kunpeng prestige." !"

Hearing Kunpeng mentioning the past, and even saying that he abandoned his brother and escaped alone, Zen Master Wuchao's eyes had fire beating, and the Buddha's light on Futu Mountain suddenly became hot.

"Oh! The Ming King's wrath is sent by you, the fire bird that represents light. It's really interesting!" Dapeng suddenly transformed from a bird into a fish, and his whole body was covered in black water. He opened and closed his mouth.

"laugh……"

Water and fire cannot tolerate each other, King Ming's wrathful fire clashed fiercely with Beiming's water, the sound of chi chi could be heard endlessly, and the sky and earth were filled with steaming mist of water.

"I'm going to save people, you can't help me! The reason why I fought with you for so long and heard you talk so much nonsense is because I feel that this is an opportunity to hone my state of mind and improve my cultivation; Secondly, I want to see if your ability has improved, but the result is too disappointing for me, now my son’s cultivation level is not improving, so I won’t accompany you any more!" Amidst the hot dancing all over the sky, Zen Master Wuchao’s resonant voice came, followed by a clear cry Wuti, a round of red sun rises slowly, turns golden in the blink of an eye, exudes immeasurable hot Buddha light, and the water mist in the sky evaporates completely in an instant.

The water mist evaporated in an instant, and Zen Master Wuchao was sitting in Wuchao with his hands folded, with a solemn face, singing loudly: "The Great Sun Tathagata, the Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

As Zen Master Wuchao chanted, the big sun above his head rumbled towards the sky, just like a big sun rising, a comet hit the earth like a comet hitting the heavenly Kunyu.

Facing the oncoming big sun, the giant kun’s eyes were a little dignified, his fins were lightly fanned, and a hurricane suddenly hung on the calm and waveless North Sea above his head. However, the sea water was still calm and unsplashing, but it began to freeze, and the white ice The slag covered the sea surface in the blink of an eye, and it turned from a dead sea into a world of ice and snow in a short while.

I saw the giant fish opening and closing its mouth, and said in a thunderous voice: "The vast north is dark, the eternal cold!"

The ice-covered northern ocean, following the roar of the giant kun, flew down from the top of its head, like an iceberg falling to the ground, ruthlessly pressing down on the rising sun.

"Boom!" The collision between the big sun and the ice sample was truly heaven-shattering. One was the essence of sky fire, and the other was the essence of cold water. When they collided together, a violent collision occurred immediately.

Ice and snow usually melt under the sun, but the ice that Kunpeng brought in was not ordinary ice, but was formed by condensing the extremely cold air of the North Darkness with its own North Dark Way for hundreds of millions of years, and exposed to the sun for thousands of years Years don't melt away either.

Although the great sun summoned by Zen Master Wuchao is not the real sun, without the vast volume and heat of the sun, it is also the sun essence collected by Zen Master Wuchao in countless sunny days, refined with his own way of the great sun, really like the sun.

The sun is not sunlight. Even though the cold ice of the Northern Darkness has never melted through the ages, the ice layer thaws quickly when it is in close contact with the sun, turning into snow water and melting into the sea.

Although Zen master's big sun melted into ice, it also consumed a lot of energy, and the color was not as dazzling as it was at the beginning.

"It's useless, your sun is not the real sun. You can melt the ice and snow of Beiming, but you can't evaporate the sea water of Beiming. When the sun goes down, the ice and snow will cover Beiming again!" Kunpeng's voice was a little dull, a little dull Tasteless said: "You don't want to give me that thing, and I won't let you have it with peace of mind. Apart from letting you watch your son die, I will also spread the news that you have that thing to the world! Except for that thing Saint, everyone wants it, and there must be many people who will come to you in the future, perhaps, you can meet many old friends who have been living in seclusion after leaving Zixiao Palace."

"Everyone except the sage wants it... the thing you're talking about shouldn't be the Primordial Purple Qi?" Zen Master Wuchao said incredulously with his eyelids twitching.

"It seems that you are not too stupid! But even if you give me something now, I don't dare to take it. It's hot. We fought so loudly, I don't know how many people were alarmed. I wanted to take it secretly and leave. Sigh, you have made your words clear, it seems that you will not get any benefits!" After looking around, Kunpeng backed up and retracted the ice sea, as if he was about to retreat.

"You don't think Hongyun's majestic purple energy is on me, do you?" Zen Master Wuchao asked with an ugly face. If this is taken as true, God knows how many troubles will come to him.

"Hey, if you don't have the primordial purple energy, you can become a quasi-sage with your aptitude. I don't know who you are, I watched you grow up?" Kunpeng sneered.

"I've never seen that thing before, don't spit blood!" Zen Master Wu Chao was really angry. This matter must be explained clearly. If it is true, even if you don't die, you will peel off your skin.

"Hey, after Hongyun blew himself up, I was blown away. When I dragged my seriously injured body to look for it, that area was already blocked by Dijun and Taiyi. Your father, your mother, your uncle, your nine brothers, The twelve younger sisters all died in the Lich Tribulation, and before the decisive battle, Di Jun sent you to the Nuwa Palace, if the majestic purple energy is not on you, who is on it?" Kunpeng said through gritted teeth.

"Everyone knows that the red cloud explodes and the purple energy disappears. Don't make random guesses!" The Zen master lost his composure, and while commanding the sun to attack the giant kun, he shouted angrily!

"Hey, at first I didn't believe that Di Jun and Tai Yi could easily obtain something that I had planned for a long time, but since the Lich Tribulation, you were born as a Golden Immortal. ) is a waste, but in this Yuanhui, where the human race has just risen, it has made rapid progress from the Taiyi realm to become a quasi-sage giant, so I have no doubts." Kunpeng said, Beiming Wangyang continued to shrink.

"This is nonsense. The purple qi disappeared, but it was seen by many great powers, and the saint was alive at that time, so he could let the majestic purple qi fall into the hands of the emperor?" Zen Master Wuchao roared fiercely, and his voice shook the heavens .

"Hmph, Dijun and Taiyi were so close to Ziqi at that time, who knows if they left behind any means to find it again, if they didn't take it back then and let it escape, they didn't want to be the target of public criticism!" Kunpeng said indignantly.

"You are using the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman! My father and uncle are heroes in the world. If you get it, you will say it. How can you deny it?" Zen Master Wuchao's face was gloomy, and the power of the magnified sun was doubled. It actually evaporated one ten-thousandth of the ocean above the giant kun's head.

"It's useless to turn shame into anger, and it's useless to deny it to death. You have exposed a lot of things with your power just now. You are not only a quasi-sage, but you have already beheaded two corpses. Apart from the primordial purple energy, what else can make you, a waste, improve So soon? I will come to you again in the future, but I will disguise myself, and I hope you can let me out as a little old man. By the way, don’t send me away, your son’s time is running out!” Ju Kun said, As soon as the long mouth sucked, the vast ocean that covered the sky and the sun shrank rapidly, and was sucked into the abdomen by it, and then the Kunpeng transformed into a roc, with its wings flapping, the void collapsed, and the body disappeared when it burrowed into the crack of space .

Kunpeng had gone, and Zen Master Wuchao also took back the sun and his own momentum with a gloomy expression.

"Boom..." Without the imposing suppression of the two quasi-sages, the aftermath of the fight between the two spread, and the flames flew thousands of miles around Futu Mountain, and the cold ice splashed everywhere. It was simply a doomsday scene.Except for Futu Mountain, which was protected by formations, there was no damage. In other places, mountains collapsed and ground cracked, and thousands of beasts fled. However, this was just a dying struggle, and was quickly swallowed by fire and ice, leaving no residue behind.

"Hmph!" In Wuchao, Zen Master Wuchao, who had forced Kunpeng back, let out a muffled groan, with golden blood flaming from the corner of his mouth.

The struggle between Kunpeng and Zen Master Wuchao seems to be tepid, but only those who are truly powerful know the dangers involved.

Who is Kunpeng? He is sinister, cunning, vicious and cruel. If he had to do something, he knew that Wu Chao was powerful, and he couldn't kill Wu Chao to verify the authenticity of his guess. How could he retreat so easily?
After calming down the churning blood, Zen Master Wuchao split the void with his palm and stretched his hand in.

Zen Master Wuchao's outstretched hand traveled through time and space, and in the next moment, it appeared above the valley where the gray-robed man was.

With a light touch, the crazy soul-stirring power outside the barrier was scattered, and it went directly through the barrier, grabbing the gray-robed man.

The hand made of gold grabbed the gray robe and was about to retract into the crack in the space when a black shadow suddenly appeared from the side, smashing the golden hand and grabbing the gray robe in it. Struggling, being thrown by the black shadow and then not moving, life or death is unknown.

After the black shadow stopped, he saw that it was a middle-aged Taoist who was wearing a black Taoist robe, short and fat, with a strange face, and a fierce gleam in his eyes.

"Kunpeng, you are shameless!" Zen Master Wuchao's angry voice came from the crack, and a terrifying scorching breath came from the crack.

"Sorry, I lied before. I didn't arrest your son and threaten you not because I was afraid of losing face. I didn't know where he was. Thank you for showing me the way!" The middle-aged Taoist called Kunpeng spoke sincerely. He apologized, but the smirk on his face was so hypocritical.

"I want to save the golden crow seedling that you worked hard for tens of thousands of years to come to Beiming to find me with what I want!" Kunpeng said to the space crack, and lifted the neck of the gray robe like a chicken , carrying the gray robe and flew towards the North Sea.

"I don't have what you want!" Zen Master Wuchao roared angrily from the crack.

"I don't care about that." After Kunpeng left a cold sentence, he sped up and disappeared completely.

The space crack dissipated slowly, and the valley returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, only the altar in the quagmire proved that there was indeed a powerful Taiyi Golden Immortal here.

When Zen Master Wuchao dissipated the soul-stirring power displayed by Chen Xian, Chen Xian, who was thousands of miles away, also felt it in his heart.

"It failed, it seems that someone really made a move!" Chen Xian opened his eyes and frowned.

"Crack!" The three bouquets of green incense on the altar snapped off!
"Pfft!" The three soul-invigorating lamps and the seven soul-absorbing lamps extinguished without wind.

"Bang!" The paper figurine made of toilet paper suddenly exploded, and pieces of paper flew like butterflies all over the sky.

"Huh!" Seeing this situation, Chen Xian took a deep breath and his pupils shrank slightly.The cultivation level of the person who rescued the gray robe was really unfathomable. Not to mention breaking the power of soul-destroying, he actually broke the altar through an unknown distance and followed the faint continuity in the dark. It's scary.

"It's not safe here anymore, leave quickly!" Chen Xian was terrified and didn't care to clean up. After hiding his breath, he walked away.

A moment after Chen Xian left, a terrifying divine sense descended on the place, circled around, and retreated after not finding it, not knowing where it came from and where it went.

(End of this chapter)