The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Chapter 43

It has been thousands of years since Hongjun Daozu said that many monks gradually scratched their heads. Obviously they couldn’t understand this kind of avenue, and the only ones who could benefit from their hands were the great gods in the front row.

“This is the end of this preaching. You will wait for a good student to practice. After 30,000 years, I will open the Zixiao Palace three times to explain the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Tao. You can come by then.”

When Hongjun Daozu said so, all beings were very excited.

Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Tao, this is the common pursuit of all monks!

Even Taiqing, who has always been pure and inactive, had a look of excitement in his eyes at this time.

Ji Meng looked at the ancestor Kunpeng excitedly, but he found that the ancestor Kunpeng was peaceful, which made Ji Meng puzzled.

Is it possible that fellow Kunpeng Daoist already has a way to prove the Dao and Da Luo Jinxian? That’s why I am not interested in what Dao Zu said?

Ji Meng didn’t know that the ancestor Kunpeng was not interested in Hongjun Daozu’s avenue, but his goal was not just Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian was a culmination for many monks, but for the ancestor Kunpeng, it was just the beginning.

The ancestor Kunpeng had never thought of stopping here after proving the Dao. What he wanted to do was to transcend the holy realm and embark on the road to the peak, to see what the end of the Dao was.

After surpassing the holy realm, surpassing the heavenly way, what will the future path be?

These unknowns filled the heart of Kunpeng’s ancestors with motivation.

“But for now, it’s best to find the whereabouts of the four spirits of the open sky as soon as possible, otherwise it will really affect the progress of my practice!”

The ancestor Kunpeng finally accumulated a little advantage. If the time to enter the Quasi-Sage Realm was delayed because he couldn’t find the Open Heaven Three Spirits, it would be more than a loss.

Many creatures respectfully sent Hongjun Daozu away, and at this time the monks in the entire Zixiao Palace also began to disperse in groups.

The demon emperor Jun took the opportunity to invite the ancestor of Styx, but he would grasp the opportunity very well.

“Fellow Daoist Styx, how about going to my monster race? I have to ask fellow Daoist for some things.”

What Demon Emperor Jun said was nothing more than how to join forces against the ancestor Kunpeng.

The ancestor Styx could naturally hear the meaning of these words, and he also had the idea of ​​jointly strangling the ancestor Kunpeng.

“Since His Majesty the Demon Emperor has opened his mouth, Styx is naturally willing to go!”

“Friends, please!”

The Demon Emperor Jun left with a group of demon races, and the ancestor Styx also accompanied them.

The ancestor Kunpeng wanted to seize the opportunity to kill them at this time, but he knew very well in his heart that the demon emperor Jun was in his destiny, and it was not yet time for his death.

“Even if I have absolute strength, I am afraid that if I want to kill Emperor Jun now, there will be many changes, right?”

The ancestor of Kunpeng thought over and over again, he finally did not choose to do it, but was ready to do more important things, and form an alliance with the Witch Clan.

“Friend Kunpeng, the preaching in Zixiao Palace is over now, why don’t we go to Zhoushan together?”

Emperor Jiang Zuwu took the initiative to open an invitation, but this was the first time they took a foreigner to Buzhou Mountain.

“Emperor Jiang Zuwu is so kind, Kunpeng will naturally not refuse!”

The ancestor Kunpeng nodded and smiled, and he glanced at the ancestor witches.

This time the visit to the Zixiao Palace, the Twelve Ancestor Witches can be said to be the least rewarding.

Not only do they have no primordial spirit, but they are not interested in the explanations of Daozu Hongjun. Only the Houtu ancestor witch, she has a trace of true spirit remaining, and the spirit of the gods on her body is slightly weaker, so she is from Daozu’s explanation instead. Some gains in it.

The ancestor Kunpeng and the twelve ancestor witch came all the way to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and Ji Meng also followed him inseparably.

The Pangu Temple was simple, majestic and mysterious. When the ancestor Kunpeng saw the Pangu Temple, his heart was full of shock.

When the ancestor Kunpeng entered the Pangu Temple, he found that the power of the divine consciousness outside was completely isolated.

Entering here is like entering a new world, giving people the feeling that Pangu Temple is not in the prehistoric world.

The ancestor Kunpeng felt the breath in the temple, and he was also surprised.

The ground paved with huge bluestone was carved with traces of countless years. The light in the whole temple was slightly dim, and the space inside was huge.

When the ancestor Kunpeng looked around, there seemed to be something hidden in the surrounding darkness, but the divine sense here was useless, so the ancestor Kunpeng could not detect anything.

“Daoist Kunpeng, the monster race is now in great power, and that Emperor Jun and Taiyi are in trouble with the prehistoric creatures everywhere. They are so domineering, they have already provoked dissatisfaction with many powerful people, and now they actually provoke the daoists, they are simply seeking their own way of death! ”

The Emperor Jiang Zuwu didn’t procrastinate, and started to talk about business, not even a cup of tea.

The Wu Clan has always been so casual, if someone sees it, it may be dissatisfied, but the ancestor Kunpeng didn’t care.

He knew that this was the case for the Wu clan and would not have the red tape, so he also understood that this was not deliberately the Wu clan.

“The behavior of Demon Emperor Jun is indeed Damn it. He is going to win over the strong, if he refuses to accept it, he will be killed by his demon clan. It is really hateful.”

The ancestor Kunpeng looked angry, which made the twelve ancestor witches feel a sense of resentment of the same enemy.

Over the years, the Monster Race and the Witch Race have been fighting continuously, and the two of them have long been bloody feuds, and they can’t be resolved at all.

Witch Zhu Rongzu said with a grin at this time: “Although the monster race has some strength, it is not to be feared. I dare not move you or me anymore!”.

Zhu Rongzu Wu seems to be outspoken, but in fact he is bold and attentive. He is outspoken, put his purpose directly on the table, and let Kunpeng ancestor make a choice.

At this time, Ji Meng looked up at Wu Zhu Rongzu without a trace, and the Wu clan was also looking at the ancestor Kunpeng. Even the Houtu ancestor witch, in her beautiful eyes, there was a bright light, waiting for Kunpeng. The answer from the ancestor.

“this,,”

Kunpeng’s ancestor pretended to be contemplative, and his face was embarrassed.

Forming an alliance with the Witch Clan is tantamount to being tied to the Witch Clan’s side. In the future, it will completely join the Lich War.

Although the original North Minghai party could not get rid of the entanglement of the Lich’s Volume Tribulation, the Kunpeng ancestor did not want to participate too much in the Lich War.

After all, the Lich’s calamity is a catastrophe of heaven and earth, who would be willing to keep moving up?

But the ancestor of Kunpeng was a man who was determined to be a catastrophe, even if he blindly avoided it, it was impossible for him to escape this catastrophe.

Seeing Kun Peng embarrassed, the Twelve Ancestral Witch exchanged quick glances.