I'm Teaching to Watch the Door

The news of Chi You's attack on Jiang Yugong naturally spread to the Youxiong tribe.

Not long after, someone from the Yandi tribe asked Xuanyuan for help.

It's just that before Xuanyuan had time to send troops, news came that Jiang Yuzheng was defeated and killed.

Shui Yuan was not surprised by this, Jiang Yugong had lost all his luck and was still sitting on the name of Emperor Yan, so it was inevitable for him to bear the luck of many human races and die.

"It's time to set off to find Xuanyuan Sword."

Among the bear tribe, Shui Yuan got up slowly by the river.

Emperor Yan Jiang Yuzheng has withdrawn from the battle of luck, and the next battle will be the decisive battle between Xuanyuan and Chiyou, and the Xuanyuan sword is naturally indispensable.

In the final battle, the Dragon Clan and Heavenly Court will send people to help. He wanted to share a cup of merit and good luck, but he still wanted to get on the boat of the human race, but without the old witch-slaying sword, it was not so easy to kill Chi You.

After accepting Xuanyuan as his apprentice, and refining the witch-slaying sword for the blood and spirits of many human races, Shui Yuan faintly sensed a feeling in the north.

After pondering for a while, he already had a guess in his mind that the Wu Tu sword was probably in the hands of that person.

Taking a step forward, Shui Yuan, who was about to go, suddenly frowned slightly.

The back of the underworld looked for him.

With a flash of his figure, Shui Yuan walked out of the Wangchuan River, and Houtu was standing quietly on Huangquan Road.

Seeing the other party's depressed expression, Shui Yuan naturally knew what Hou Tuxun was talking about.

Both the Heavenly Court and the Dragon Clan already know about the great prosperity of the human race, how could the Houtu, who is a saint, not know.

"Chi You can't be saved!"

After pondering for a while, Shui Yuan spoke calmly.

Chi You gathered a lot of luck from the human race, and he either died or succumbed to Xuanyuan, otherwise the luck would always be there. It's just that with the character of the Wu clan who doesn't respect the sky and the earth, how could they choose to surrender.

Chi You, the leader of the Jiuli tribe, has only one ending.

Houtu didn't speak, so why didn't she know this.

She had met Chi You before, not to mention listening to her persuasion, he still blamed her for abandoning the Wu Clan in reincarnation.

"Can Xing Tian and others survive?" Hou Tu said quietly.

How powerful the witch clan was in the past, there were countless great witches who ruled the entire prehistoric land, but now there are only four left.

Jiufeng is the younger sister of ancestor Wu Qiangliang, a special case among the witch clan. Apart from ancestor witch, she is the only great witch who has a soul. After listening to her advice, she has already stayed away from the human tribe in the Central Plains, but the remaining three are now in the Jiuli tribe.

"Try it!" After hesitating for a moment, Shui Yuan nodded slightly.

As far as he knew, Xing Tian was fine, except that he lost his head.

Xiang Liu seemed to be unwilling to reconcile afterwards, causing troubles in various parts of the human race, and was finally killed by Ying Long.

Right now, the protagonist of the human race world has become a trend, and when the Human Emperor proves the way, how many people want to reap the benefits. Choosing this time to make trouble is to commit crimes against the wind and get tired of the job.

"Why!"

Hou Tu sighed softly, she didn't know what Shui Yuan said, she just didn't want the last bit of witch clan to disappear from the Great Desolate Land.

Seeing that Houtu didn't speak, Shui Yuan said softly: "I have nothing to do, I will leave first, I need to go to Beiming."

That person's strength is not simple, Xuanyuanjian cannot afford to lose, and needs to be treated with caution.

Hou Tu nodded slightly, but there was doubt in his eyes. If she hadn't paid attention to Shui Yuan occasionally, she wouldn't have known that he had become the Emperor's teacher.

The human race is flourishing, and the identity of the Master of the Three Emperors is watched by many people, and they don't want to be obtained by Shui Yuan. What's more, the unexpected discovery made Hou Tu very surprised.

Shui Yuan didn't say any more, his figure melted into the Wangchuan Hanoi under him.

Slightly sinking his mind, he appeared in the icy and snowy field, and he had already come to the extreme north. After scanning the surroundings, he flew towards the boundary of the prehistoric and desolate.

The wind in the sky is getting stronger and stronger, that chill can easily freeze the mana of creatures, and there are not many life fluctuations around.

Not long after, a boundless sea surface appeared, dark and deep on it, without any light, and there were no living creatures in the sea. The sea lay quietly, as if it did not move.

This is Beiming, the barrier to the north of the prehistoric world, and the nest of Nine Heavens Kunpeng.

At the beginning of the early robbery of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, Yuanfeng derived the Phoenix clan to lead the birds. The way of heaven sensed that the yin and yang qi descended into Yuanfeng's body, and Yuanfeng gave birth to a phoenix egg during copulation. This phoenix egg can be transformed into a Peng when it enters the Nine Heavens and Sun, and it can be transformed into a Kun when it enters the Nine Nether Earth Yin.

With nine sounds, it broke out of the shell, and Yuan Feng named it "Nine Heavens Kunpeng". When Kunpeng was born, thousands of birds came to court, and the sound of the Pengceng made the dragons tremble with fear.

Nine-day Kunpeng roams the world and the ocean, chasing and eating dragons. Because Jiutian Kunpeng feeds on dragons, Jiutian Kunpeng is the supreme master of the Phoenix Clan to restrain the Dragon Clan.

However, when Jiutian Kunpeng wanted to kill the young Da Ri Tianlong at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, he was severely injured by Donghuang Taiyi, and was forced to close himself in the northern sea of ​​darkness to heal his injuries with the help of the coldness of the ten thousand years of black ice.

After the establishment of the Demon Court, he was forcibly conscripted by the Di Jun brothers as the Demon Master of the Demon Court.

Shui Yuan, who jumped into Beiming, quickly flashed Kunpeng's information in his mind.

The demon master Kunpeng is definitely one of the strongest quasi-sages under the saints in the prehistoric, and also the fastest creature in the prehistoric.

Being able to survive several times of calamity is enough to show that the other party is not simple. But Shui Yuan is not afraid!

Dark and deep, Beiming is so silent that it seems that time does not exist.

In the depths of Beiming, Shui Yuan felt a faint fluctuation.

In a dark space, a pair of brown pupils suddenly opened, and Kunpeng looked up.

He hated being disturbed, and Kunpeng was in a bad mood.

At the last moment of the Lich's decisive battle, he slipped away quickly, and Zu Wu didn't suffer much damage from the self-destruct. Even with his speed, he swept away Dijun's Hetu Luoshu.

For these years, he has been hiding in Beiming to refine Hetu Luoshu, and finally erased the remaining marks in it. He didn't want Hetu Luoshu to escape some time ago. With his speed, he didn't even catch up.

The best innate spirit treasure, the duck in hand just flew away, and Kunpeng's mood can be imagined.

Eyes opened slightly, a ray of faint light pierced the surface of the sea and moved towards the figure in the air.

"It's really rude." Looking at the broken body, Shui Yuan shook his head slightly.

I originally thought that maybe we could discuss it carefully, but it seems that we can only use force.

Shui Yuan, whose body had recovered, waved his big hand, and directly threw the array element out, hiding in the surroundings.

This is Beiming, not the sea of ​​blood. The quasi-sage strongman wants to escape, but Kunpeng, who is good at speed, Shui Yuan can't guarantee whether he can catch up.

If you have a large formation, you will be safe.

"Um?"

Kunpeng, who was still in shape, raised his eyes slightly, and he could not die in one blow, showing some strength.

With a slight movement of his figure, he broke out of the sea and rolled directly towards Shui Yuan.

There was no sound in the splashing waves, but Shui Yuan's body made a splash, turning into liquid again and splashing downwards. It's just that it hasn't completely fallen, and it condenses into the appearance of water yuan again.

"What an irritable guy." Shui Yuan muttered as he looked at the stern old man standing in the air.

The clear voice spread far away in Beiming, causing Kunpeng, who was a little surprised, to look down instantly.

Up to now, no one has dared to talk to him like that.

"Ignorant child, dare to come to my Beiming to play wild!"

With an angry shout, a dim light appeared around Kunpeng's body, and once again rushed towards Shui Yuan.

But he was also a little puzzled in his heart, the other party was not weak, but he didn't know it, and this Taoist fluctuated a bit strangely. But before he got close, Kunpeng quickly backed away, looking down in astonishment.

There, a flag stands tall, and black air billows from it, exuding strong resentment.

At first glance, Kunpeng's eyes were hot. good baby!

But before he could do anything, the young man below waved the flag in his hand slightly, Kunpeng felt a sharp pain in his head, and his figure felt in a trance.

The magic weapon to attack the primordial spirit!

Kunpeng cried out in his heart that it was not good, a faint light flashed, and silver light appeared all over his body repeatedly, rushing towards Shui Yuan.

Ordinary magic weapon is fine, this kind of magic weapon is hard to defend against, and it will cause huge damage to resist with the soul alone.

Seeing this, Shui Yuan standing below didn't panic, and didn't see any movement. Suddenly, he saw the star shifting around, and the prehistoric mountains and rivers manifested. There were countless folded spaces between the two of them.

"Hunyuan Heluo Great Formation!!!"

Kunpeng looked at him, but his face changed drastically, and his eyes were horrified.

The Hunyuan Heluo formation was one of the largest protective formations in the demon court in the past, not much worse than the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and its defense was unparalleled, how could the opponent master it.

There is also such a complicated formation, how can this person complete it in an instant. Suddenly, Kunpeng thought of something that Shui Yuan casually threw earlier.

"The demon master has good eyesight. Although it is not perfect, it still has eight parts." Shui Yuan waved the flag in his hand again while speaking.

Kunpeng staggered and almost fell down, his complexion suddenly became ugly.

Although he hadn't set foot in the prehistoric world for a while, why did such a strong man emerge.

Seeing that Shui Yuan didn't attack again, Kunpeng asked with a serious face, "Who is Daoist friend, why are you here in Beiming?"

A guy came out out of nowhere and hid in the Hunyuan Heluo formation and waved the banner, which is a bit troublesome.

"The Yaohuang Sword is destined for this disciple, so I'm here to get it!" Touching the Six Soul Banner in his hand, Shui Yuan replied with a smile.

It's just a simple shaking, even the demon master Kunpeng can't resist it. Shui Yuan is very satisfied with this magic weapon.

Kunpeng, who was listening in the air, became more and more gloomy.

The Demon Emperor Sword is not only the witch-slaying sword, but also what he took along when he ran away. He was still thinking about the banner in Shui Yuan's hand, and he didn't want the other party to come to snatch his magic weapon.

With a cold snort, Kunpeng didn't talk nonsense, and directly showed his body, turning into a ray of light, piercing through many voids and rushing towards Shui Yuan.

Although the Hunyuan Heluo formation has a strong defense, he still vaguely remembers it, and it can't help him.

Seeing Kunpeng's movements, Shui Yuan was not surprised. Although the Yaohuang Sword is only an acquired spiritual treasure, it was also meticulously refined by Di Jun from meteorites from the starry sky, which is beyond comparison.

This time, Shui Yuan didn't hold back, and directly urged the six soul banners with all his strength.

Suddenly there was a scream in the air, and then a huge body fell down, splashing water all over the sky, but without making any sound, Kunpeng directly smashed into Bei Mingzhong.

"Phew! It's indeed a treasure of heaven and evil!" Shui Yuan took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with joy.

Unless the primordial spirit has the same magic weapon to resist the attack, it can only rely on the primordial spirit to forcibly resist. It's fine if it's an ordinary magic weapon, but this is a fierce and strange treasure of the heavenly way. If you use it with all your strength, even a saint will lose his mind for a moment.

However, Shui Yuan knew that Kunpeng should not have died. These veteran quasi-sages, all of them were perverts with strong souls, and almost all of them were unbeatable Xiaoqiangs, so they would not fall easily.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, a faint light appeared in the river, and Kunpeng ran away directly.

Seeing this, Shui Yuan just smiled, not surprised at all.

Kunpeng's face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

He has been in the prehistoric world for so many years, and he has gone through several calamities, and he has never encountered such a powerful magic weapon for the attack of the primordial spirit.

With a slight sway, his primordial spirit was severely injured, even the former demon emperor Donghuang Bell was no different. What's more, after the attack, there was a faint feeling that the primordial spirit would be taken away.

How much Huiyuan he cultivated and how powerful his Yuanshen was, he was actually captured by that magic weapon.

He didn't know that Taoist, when did such a person appear in the world?

Just as many thoughts were turning in his mind, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked forward in horror. There was a figure standing there, holding the flag in his hand, and shaking it slightly.

Kunpeng felt as if he had been hit hard again, and a bright silver light burst out all over his body, and he flapped his wings and swept towards another direction.

But after a few breaths, that figure was still waiting in front of him.

How can it be? How can this be?

In the same realm, his speed is unmatched by anyone, so why does that Taoist keep taking the lead over him?

"Monster, this space has been covered by a large array, you can't leave."

Seeing Kunpeng staggering and fleeing in the air, Shui Yuan's indifferent voice came slowly.

It's so cool to have a powerful magic weapon.

Although he is not afraid of Kunpeng with his current skills, he will definitely have to work hard, which is not as easy as it is now.

The only consumption is that it requires a huge amount of mana to activate this fierce treasure of the heavens, but mana is the last thing he lacks.

That mysterious figure appeared in front of him again, and Kunpeng stopped in the air with a livid face.

"What is that?" Looking at the banner in Shui Yuan's hand, Kunpeng's eyes narrowed, full of fear, but he kept looking around from the corner of his eye.

I didn't see any movement of Shui Yuan earlier, and I think the formation has something to do with what he threw earlier.

"Six soul banners!"

Looking at the pale and weak Kunpeng, Shui Yuan didn't hide anything.

Apart from him, only a saint can control the Six Soul Banner.

"Six soul banners?!"

Kunpeng exclaimed, he had heard of this magic weapon before, but it was the first time he had seen it.

This thing is not in the hands of the Tongtian sage, how could it be taken by the person in front of him. In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Kunpeng's mind, and his face became even more ugly.

"That's right! I'm only taking the Demon Emperor Sword this time, so it won't hurt your life." Shui Yuan put the six soul flags on his shoulders, his expression indifferent.

The array elements cover the surrounding area with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, and countless formations spread all over the surroundings. He can appear at any time in the big formation, but Kunpeng has nowhere to escape.

Shui Yuan's indifferent words undoubtedly made Kunpeng very angry. But he, who had suffered the loss of the six souls, could only ask with a sullen face: "The Demon Emperor's sword belonged to the Demon Emperor in the past, and fellow Taoists just snatch it like this?"

In the words, the origin of the water element was automatically ignored.

To be able to obtain such a treasure as the Liuhun Banner, he must be a disciple of the Tongtian Saint, and this identity made him even more angry.

"The Demon Emperor Sword was refined by slaughtering hundreds of millions of human races, and this thing should belong to the human race."

Before Shui Yuan could speak, Kunpeng's eyes lit up instantly, and he swept towards a space on the sea surface.

In the flash of the dim light, a round discus object appeared, and Kunpeng waved his hand and chopped it up. Unexpectedly, countless dense patterns emerged, and his figure was bounced back.

Shui Yuan, who was watching from a distance, shook his head, and lightly shook the Six Soul Banner in his palm.

Kunpeng, who was flying in the air, let out a scream, and fell straight into the sea of ​​darkness again.

Just as Shui Yuan leaned forward, a panicked voice came from below: "Fellow Daoist! Don't shake! Don't shake! I'll give you the Demon Emperor Sword!"

Immediately, a golden long sword broke out, followed by the pale-faced Kunpeng with soaring blood.

Shui Yuan picked it up casually, and a violent and murderous aura poured in, as well as strong resentment, it was the Demon Emperor Sword.

Resentment came to those human races who were killed.

"Monster! Thank you very much!"

Shui Yuan, who was backhanded, cupped his hands towards the pale-faced Kunpeng in front of him, and then his body turned into a puddle of liquid and dissipated in the air.

Looking at the place where the water element disappeared, Kunpeng's face changed again and again, and finally fled away with a livid face.

Inexplicably, he was cleaned up, and the key point was that he didn't even know the Taoist's name.

However, the opponent's strength is extraordinary, and he is still a saint's disciple, so he might just smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.