The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Chapter 62

After the ancestor Kunpeng and Ji Meng discussed for a while in the Beiming Shrine, he summoned to mix Kun.

“Hunkun, you sneak carefully along the way, go to Bu Zhoushan and inform the twelve ancestors of the Lich Race’s march.”

“Follow the decree of the ancestors!”

Just in case, the ancestor Kunpeng sent Hunkun to Buzhou Mountain to inform the 12th Ancestor Witch.

After all, this matter is related to the life and death of Bei Minghai, no amount of caution can be overstated.

The witch tribe has no primordial spirit, and the ancestor Kunpeng is also worried about what means the demon tribe will use to deceive the witch tribe.

Mixed kun can be said to be the direct line of the ancestor of Kunpeng. He is also of the blood of kun, but he is a very rare soul kun heterogeneous. If he is properly cultivated, his future achievements will also be limitless.

“Ji Meng, open all the guardian formations, and all the cultivators on the two fairy islands are in combat readiness, patrolling day and night, and do not slack off. You have all the power to do these things, but if you don’t follow them, kill them on the spot!”

The ancestor Kunpeng acted vigorously and immediately ordered to go down.

“Liu Er, you are in the divine palace, inquiring about the demon clan’s movements, and directly report to me if you have any situation!”

“Really!”

After the ancestor Kunpeng ordered to go down, the entire Beimingxian Island instantly became operational.

Although Bei Minghai avoids the North Pole, the monster race can arrive every day, so the ancestor Kunpeng had to make perfect preparations.

The war is approaching, and there is a tense atmosphere in the entire Bei Minghai, with clouds covering the nine heavens, and the biting cold wind raging in all directions.

The creatures in the Beiming Sea all gathered on the core fairy island, and even those beasts that hadn’t activated their wits, they all dived deep into the bottom of the sea, seeming to feel the same tense atmosphere.

Seeing the monks outside rushing to grind their gongs and grind their swords, the six-eared macaque also began to feel uneasy.

The ancestor Kunpeng looked at Liu Er, then at the Seven Immortals of Xuanci Mountain, he smiled and said:

“Six ears, worry and anxiety don’t help the situation at hand, and can even backfire and make things worse. In that case, why bother?”

The ancestor Kunpeng seemed to be out of the picture, and he couldn’t see any worry on his face.

When the six-eared macaque heard the teacher’s teaching, he hurriedly calmed down, “This…, the disciple knows wrong!”.

Liu Er did not fully understand the words of the ancestor Kunpeng, but he also felt very reasonable, which made his heart quiet a lot more inexplicably.

The ancestor Kunpeng smiled, and his heart was awkward. The heart of the ape was jumping out of the way, and he still needs to carefully polish his mood in the future.

On the contrary, it is the Seven Immortals of Xuanci Mountain, they are calm and peaceful under the seat of Kunpeng ancestors, and they don’t have a hint of anxiety.

Just talking about this kind of mind is far better than six ears.

The ancestor Kunpeng no longer pays attention to a few disciples. The outside situation is presided over by Ji Meng. The ancestor Kunpeng is not worried now. When he was in retreat, he had already recovered a lot of his injuries and his strength had also improved.

As soon as Emperor Jun and Tai dared to come, the ancestor Kunpeng dared to fight to the death with them.

The sun rose, just as the ancestor Kunpeng was waiting for the arrival of the demon clan, the six-eared macaque panicked again.

“Master, Hun Kun was caught by the Monster Race!”

The six-eared macaque looked anxious. He and Hun Kun were of equal strength, and the last time they followed Kun Peng on an expedition to the North Sea, there was some friendship between the two creatures.

Just now, when the six-eared macaque was listening to the news, he heard the movement of Hun Kun being caught by the monster clan.

The ancestor Kunpeng’s face sank. At this time, there was a crisp sound, and the ancestor Kunpeng took out a jade card, which was exactly the jade card of Hunkun’s life.

At this time, the jade card was torn apart, and the aura was dissipated, which indicates that the body of Hun Kun has disappeared!

“Dijun, Taiyi!”

The ancestor Kunpeng’s face was full of anger, he sent Hun Kun to Buzhou Mountain to notify the Wu Clan, but he let Hun Kun embark on the road of decapitation.

“Oh, Hun Kun, it’s the ancestor I was too negligent!”

The ancestor Kunpeng felt guilty. He did underestimate the Yaozu. At this time, if Hunkun were to go to communicate, the Yaozu would definitely have some protective measures, and they would naturally not let go of their soldiers easily.

With the caution of Demon Emperor Jun, the ancestor Kunpeng should have thought of this a long time ago.

However, Hun Kun is dead, and nothing else will help.

“Master, let the disciple go to avenge Hunkun Daoist friend!”

The six-eared macaque roared angrily, and he took out the Lingbao, looking eager to try.

“Liu Er, this matter is not as simple as you think, your skills are not the opponent of the two demon emperors, feel free to inquire about the news, I will call the shots for Hun Kun!”

The ancestor Kunpeng once again put away the anger on his face, he simply closed his eyes and pondered, thinking about the next countermeasures.

When the six-eared macaque saw the master’s refusal, although he was eager in his heart, he did not dare to make trouble, so he could only continue to listen to the demon clan’s movements.

“If the twelve ancestor witches do not come, or if they are late, how should I respond?”

Kunpeng’s ancestors’ minds changed sharply, and these speculations were not impossible.

If the Wu Clan wants Bei Minghai and Yao Clan to lose both, they only need to come later and sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, then the Wu Clan will be the biggest beneficiary in the end.

This temptation is indeed enough for the Wu Clan to make such a decision.

After all, the friendship between the Wu Clan and the Bei Minghai side, compared with this huge temptation, is indeed a little unworthy.

The ultimate goal of the Wu Clan is not only to defeat the Demon Clan, but to unify the prehistoric world. In other words, after they defeated the Demon Emperor Jun, Kun Peng and the Bei Minghai forces will also be their potential enemies.

Therefore, the ancestor Kunpeng now relies on only the verbal promise between him and the twelve ancestor witch, or the “personality” of the twelve ancestor witch.

The ancestor of Kunpeng’s mind was a little confused, he forced himself not to think so gloomy about his allies, but in the face of such huge interests, he would be moved by the ancestor of Kunpeng.

Such speculation, or suspicion, made the ancestor Kunpeng feel a little uneasy for the first time.

“Strength, everything is because of my lack of strength, this will be forced by the monster race!”

The ancestor Kunpeng’s heart was ups and downs, and he was in trouble, which made him feel the lack of strength again.

If the ancestor Kunpeng was strong enough, then the Demon Emperor would not dare to spy on his northern underworld, let alone dared to march northward!

Just after the ancestor Kunpeng calmed his mind, there were waves of golden drums in the North Ming Sea.

The sky-smashing war drum came, the golden gongs were of the same name, and the breath was mighty, and a dark cloud in the distance quickly drifted, directly pressing on the Beiming Sea.

“Master, the monster army is facing the North Minghai!”

The six-eared macaque reported the news again, and the Kunpeng ancestor at this time had already noticed it.

From the Yaozu into the Beiming Haidi realm, the ancestor of Kunpeng has already seen the other side’s figure.

That overwhelming black cloud, it was Dijun and Taiyi who came with the monster army.

Ancestor Kunpeng’s face was calm, and he stood up.

“Bei Minghai, all creatures, follow me against the monster race!”

The ancestor Kunpeng’s voice spread from all directions, and all the creatures of Beiming who had been mobilized for a long time roared together.

“Wish to go through fire and water for Xianzun and protect my peace in Beiming I!”