The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Chapter 427: Revenge from Kunpeng

Storms are surging in the prehistoric world, and all forces have raised their heads, and they all want to dominate the prehistoric.

Those strong people hiding behind the scenes, they are all planning for the three new saints.

Those who can be put on the surface are often cannon fodder characters, and the real black hand is always behind the scenes.

In this prehistoric world, the calamity re-emerged, and the demons took the lead.

Under the secret instructions of Emperor Kunpeng, the Demon Ancestor Luohu swung his troops forward, and the first target turned out to be Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu’s line!

As a puppet of Kunpeng, it is naturally impossible for him to fight for the holy position. Kunpeng’s purpose is to use Luohu’s hand to teach the disciples and let them know the consequences of offending Emperor Kunpeng.

This time Luo Hu didn’t take any action personally either. It was Da Zizai Demon King Bo Xun who led the demon army.

As a monk who could escape from Kunpeng’s hands, Bo Xun was enough to prove his power.

The land of the West was already barren and inaccessible. The Demon Race Luo Hu directly occupied the entire land of the West, and then moved the Demon Race’s lair to the place where it joined the East.

The monster army hit the foot of Kunlun Mountain, as long as there are Yuxu disciples coming out of the mountain, they will immediately attack each other.

Regardless of whether they want to travel or visit friends in a treasure hunt, they will suffer ruthless blows from the demons.

The second-generation disciples were taught for a time, and the third-generation disciples were miserable. They could only live in the Kunlun Mountains and did not dare to go out at will.

As for participating in the calamity and working hard for the quota of the three new saints, it has nothing to do with them.

The Yuanshi Tianzun who explained the teachings, he had the intention to stand up for his disciple, but when he thought of the demon ancestor Luo Hu, Yuan Shi was startled by three points.

Luo Hui’s name is too loud, it is the supreme of the same era as Hongjun Daozu. Even if Luo Hui is defeated in the end, no monk dared to underestimate the opponent.

“Luohu is really Damn it, I have nothing to do with his demons. Why do they want to be enemies with me everywhere?”

Yuanshi Tianzun really didn’t think about it, how could he know that this demon ancestor Luo Hu was a puppet of Kunpeng.

As long as Kunpeng wanted to deal with Yuanshi Tianzun, there would not be a good life he wanted to teach his disciples.

As the leader of all of this, Kunpeng is clear about the current situation of the interpretation and teaching, but compared to the anger of Yuanshi Tianzun, Kunpeng feels very comfortable in his heart.

No matter who gets it this time, Kunpeng won’t let Yuanshi Tianzun get it!

Just when Yuanshi Tianzun was angry about his disciple’s affairs, another wailing and weeping sound came from the gate of Yuxu Palace.

“Master, you have to be the master for us!”

The voice of the real Huanglong passed through the layers of restrictions and reached the Yuxu Palace.

The Baihe boy who was sitting down by Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyebrows, and he saw a look of helplessness in the eyes of the patriarch.

As the great disciple of the Antarctic Immortal Weng, Baihe Boy, like his master, is deeply loved by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Therefore, Antarctica Xianweng left the Baihe boy in front of Yuanshi Tianzun and became his attendant boy.

“Huanglong, yelling, how decent you are!”

Yuan Shitian’s majestic voice sounded, the restriction in front of the Yuxu Palace was lifted, and Zhenren Huanglong and other seniors immediately entered the palace.

This time, the man who came to Magu Cave in Erxian Mountain was the real Huanglong.

Next to the real Huanglong, is Jialong Mountain Feiyun Cave fearing to stay with his grandson, and the Great Master Lingbao of Yuanyang Cave of Kongtong Mountain.

Since the death of Zhong Jinxian Guangcheng’s son, the disciples of this interpretation have even formed a party for private purposes, each in a gang.

Zhenren Huanglong and the grandson of fear, Lingbao Grand Master, the three of them are the best friends, so they often go in and go out at the same time.

At this moment, the three of them had gray heads and faces, and their bodies were in a mess, and their robes were torn and torn, obviously they had just experienced a fight.

Seeing the miserable situation of his disciple, Yuanshi Tianzun’s face was even harder to look.

He originally wanted to blame the disciples, but seeing them crying, Yuan Shi Tianzun’s heart had softened.

“What’s the matter? Don’t you practice in the mountains? How did you become so embarrassed?”

Yuanshi Tianzun stood up from the futon, Huo Ran, his face was already full of anger.

True person Huanglong glanced at his grandson with fear, and hurriedly stepped forward and cried:

“Master, this time the disciple sensed that the opportunity is coming, it should be that the spirit treasure is about to be born. Therefore, the disciple invited Junior Brother Huanglong and Junior Brother Lingbao to go out together to collect the treasure. He also severely injured three of our senior brothers, and asked Master to avenge us!”

Fear of leaving the grandson in tears, weeping, and at this time, the majestic Huanglong and the Great Master Lingbao also stepped forward to cry.

“Master, please call the shots for us!”

Yuanshi Tianzun was crying and begged by the three disciples. He saw the miserable condition of the disciples, and many of the disciples had suffered the poisonous hands of the demons before, which made Yuanshi Tianzun no longer able to control the anger in his heart.

“As one of the Sanqing, a dignified saint of heaven, I was bullied by the demon cultivator to the door of my house. If I didn’t resist this way, I would let the primordial cultivator underestimate my Yuxu line!”

Yuanshi Tianzun’s sword eyebrows are flying, he walks and walks tiger step, the strength of a saint is displayed to the limit.

“Hit the bell and take the Three Treasure Jade Ruyi!”

With an order from Yuanshi Tianzun, Baihe Boy personally fetched the Three Treasure Jade Ruyi and held it in his hands. The sound of golden bells and jade drums rang throughout Kunlun Mountain.

The burning lantern in Yuanjue Cave, the Antarctic Immortal Weng in the side hall, and other second- and third-generation disciples of the interpretation and teaching, they immediately heard the news, and swarmed like a white bird returning to its nest.

Yuanshi Tianzun personally praised sitting on the unicorn. On his left hand, the lamp-burning Taoist held the Yuxu palace lantern to lead the way. On the right, the Antarctic Immortal Weng held a Pangu flag on his side. After leaving Yuxu Palace, he went straight down to Kunlun Mountain.

At this time, the evangelical party was in a big fight, and the Mozu monk had long been informed. The Mozu Luohu had walked out of the retreat and was preparing to fight Yuanshi Tianzun.

“Da Zi Zi, Jiu Pan, take the warriors of our Demon Race, and with me will be the so-called Dao Ancestor disciples!”

With a grinning smile on Luohu’s face, he called on the two most powerful demon kings to be positive and Yuanshi Tianzun hard steel.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun quickly brought his disciples to the place where the Demon Race was stationed. He casually shot a divine light and instantly shattered the guardian formation of the Demon Race camp.

“Magic Ancestor Luo Hu, you are against my interpretation and teachings everywhere, do you really think that my Yuanshi Tianzun will be afraid of you?”

On the top of Yuanshi Tianzun’s head, the clear air was agitated, the boundless clouds turned into colorful colors, and there were lights, golden bells, jade drums, and precious mirrors.