The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Chapter 38 Two Entering Purple Heaven Palace (1/4)

Now all this makes Di Jun shy away, and the reason is that the current Kunpeng ancestor is already too powerful.

The forces of the Bei Minghai side made Di Jun jealous. Without being sure to quickly take down the Kunpeng ancestor, the monster race had to worry about the witch race and some other factors.

If the Demon Emperor Jun took the army and was tripped by the ancestor Kunpeng in the North Minghai, then the base camp of the demon clan would be in a weak space.

At that time, there will be no need for the twelve ancestral witches to come together, and I am afraid that an ancestral witch will bring some witches to level the territory that their monsters have worked so hard to build.

All this seems complicated, but in fact, it is because the Kunpeng now has enough weight, enough to make the monster race jealous, so it will produce some beneficial results for the entire Bei Minghai.

If the current ancestor Kunpeng is still the same as the previous destiny trajectory, I am afraid that the demon emperor Jun will directly enter the North Minghai, and then successfully take the ancestor Kunpeng.

Everything changed quietly after the ancestor Kunpeng descended.

“When Fuxi Dao friends and Nuwa Dao friends join the Yaozu, our two brothers will go to Beiminghai again. I have to see if his ancestor Kunpeng has three heads and six arms!”

Di Jun’s eyes were cold, he was not very jealous of Kunpeng ancestor, but now the situation forced him, but he had to consider all aspects.

If they were alone, Dijun and Taiyi would join forces, they would not take Kunpeng ancestors to heart.

As the three-legged golden crow, the god of the sun and stars, the pride in Di Jun’s heart is nothing less than too one.

“Since the big brother has made up his mind, then we will actively prepare and we must take down Kunpeng in one fell swoop at that time!”

Donghuang Taiyi’s eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he hadn’t fought for a long time in these years. Donghuang Taiyi was still looking forward to the battle with Kunpeng ancestor.

It’s just that in the eyes of Donghuang Taiyi, the ancestor Kunpeng had no chance of winning against him.

The affairs of the monster clan’s side temporarily subsided, and in the North Minghai, countless cultivators were also in emergency retreat.

The cold is coming and going, but the North Ming Sea is always cold, the bitter cold wind whizzes past, and there is a vast expanse within millions of miles.

The ancestor Kunpeng woke up in the retreat, he looked up, and the whole fairy island was more lively than before.

After these years of development, the number of creatures on the North Underworld Island has been extremely considerable, and the power of Qi Luck has become very strong.

“It’s almost time, Hongjun Daozu started preaching, you can’t miss it!”

The ancestor Kunpeng walked out of the Beiming Temple, at this time the Great God of Jimeng had already prepared early.

For the preaching of Hongjun Taoist ancestor, all living beings attach great importance to it. After all, many monks nowadays have black eyes on the road after Daluo Jinxian, and they don’t know how to practice.

Seeing the ancestor Kunpeng leaving, Ji Meng immediately greeted him.

“Xianzun Kunpeng, Dao Ancestor will start preaching in the near future, shouldn’t you and I also set off?”

“The hour has indeed arrived, let’s head to the Purple Heaven Palace!”

After the ancestor Kunpeng briefly explained to his subordinates, he immediately took Ji Meng and headed for thirty-three days away.

As for the Yaozu’s sneak attack at this time, the ancestor Kunpeng didn’t worry at all.

He didn’t think that Demon Emperor Jun would be so short-sighted. After all, when he attacked Bei Minghai, Kunpeng was not there, so he could only break the Beimingxian Island. This would not do any good for the monster clan. Instead, he would miss Dao Ancestor’s preaching time.

Just as the ancestor Kunpeng thought, after he left Beimingxian Island, the monster clan also left one after another, and came to the Zixiao Palace together.

At this time, in the entire prehistoric world, one after another, all these were obviously going to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the preaching of Taoist ancestors.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, a quaint temple stands among the towering ancient trees, with a trace of coercion permeating it.

There are endless lines on the temple, which are mysterious and complicated. If you see it for a long time, you will even have the illusion of being swallowed by that pattern.

This temple is the base camp of the Wu clan, Pangu Temple.

At this time, in the Pangu Temple, the Twelve Ancestor Witches were reunited here.

The Pangu Temple originally had the function of covering up the secrets of heaven, so any great supernatural powers could not detect where the temple was.

Unless you see it with your own eyes, you will not be able to discover this temple with divine consciousness.

Now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches hesitated one by one, they obviously encountered something they couldn’t decide.

“Big Brother, I think we should take a trip to Zixiao Palace. No matter what the result is, we can at least know what the two of the monster race have gained from it!”

Zhu Rongzu Wu’s eyes flickered, and he was very supportive of going to the Zixiao Palace.

The Wu Clan does not respect the heaven and the earth, but only respects Pangu, and what they practice is the way of the physical gods. Going to the Zixiao Palace, it is very likely that they will get nothing.

After all, the Taoist ancestors taught that it was the Tao of the Primordial God, which was incompatible with their witch race.

“Brothers, I also want to check it out. I heard that Daozu is the No. 1 Saint in the Primordial Land. We haven’t seen anything special about Saints!”

A sweet voice sounded, it was the smallest of the twelve ancestor witches, the Houtu ancestor witch.

The Houtu ancestor Wu Tianzi is beautiful and beautiful, and the youthful smile on her face is indeed a kind of charm of the country and the city.

The ancestor witches all focused their attention on the Emperor Jiang Zu witch. As the first ancestor witch, many things of the witch tribe had to be decided by him.

The twelve ancestor witches also trusted and respected the Emperor Jiang Zu witch very much.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu is generous, kind, fair and unselfish, and has great supernatural powers, so only he can convince the crowd.

Di Jiang Zu Wu’s sturdy body exudes a powerful breath, and his fortitude face also has a smile.

“Brothers and sisters want to go to the Purple Cloud Palace, then let’s go for a while, our twelve ancestors are all here, who else can stop us!”

Emperor Jiang Zuwu stood up, he has never been fearless, even if there is the Supreme Saint in the Purple Cloud Palace, their Wu Clan has nothing to hesitate or fear.

This trip to the Zixiao Palace will not only provide a long experience, but also explore the reality of the monster race.

If you can find out the details of Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, it will be a big benefit to their Wu Clan.

At this time, the ancestors saw that Dijiang agreed, and they were not entangled.

The Wu Clan is not afraid of everything, and advances and retreats together. Since Emperor Jiang Zuwu decides to go to the Zixiao Palace, they will move out together.

As for the demon race, the demon emperor has been thirty-three days away, and the other demon races dare not come to attack Wu Zhou Mountain.

The twelve ancestor witches had discussed and decided, and they also drove their own clouds, and came to thirty-three days away.

In front of the Zixiao Palace today, the gate of the palace was already wide open, and monks from all walks of life gathered here one after another.