The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

At this time, facing the old man in gray robe, the ferocious and brutal Xiang Liu stayed where he was, and his gaze no longer fixed on Zhao Hao, but concentrated on the old man in gray robe, as if he was extremely afraid of the old man in gray robe. old man.

"Xiangliu, it's not easy for me to miss your witch clan, and I don't want to make things difficult for you, but I want to protect this son's life, so you should retreat quickly." overbearing.

"No, this person hurt Jiuying, and what's more, I stopped the healing that lasted for 4000 years. He has a big grudge against me. He must die!"

Black light flickered on Xiang Liuju's body, and then his figure suddenly shrunk, turning into a big man in a black robe. His voice was rolling, but chills poured out.

"You want to disobey me?"

The gray-robed old man twitched his eyebrows, and an extremely dangerous aura spewed out from him. The turbulent sky and earth were billowing, and the black and gray color in the air suddenly dimmed. The atmosphere in the entire valley was suddenly suppressed to the point of pole.

"Monster Kunpeng, Xiangliu doesn't want to be your enemy, but if you don't take revenge, you are not my witch clan. Even if you die in battle, you will kill this person!"

Xiang Liu glanced sideways at Zhao Hao, and then stared solemnly at the old man in gray robe, with a fighting spirit floating on his body.

"Kunpeng demon master? That gray-robed old man is Kunpeng?"

Hearing Xiang Liu's words, Zhao Hao's face twitched, and he immediately stared at the old man in gray robe.

"Kunpeng, isn't he in the Earth Immortal Realm? With his ability, it's impossible not to know that this world is about to have a catastrophe. He didn't just hide in the Earth Immortal Realm to avoid disasters, but ran here To wade into the muddy waters in the movie world?"

"why?"

"Isn't that his style?"

When it comes to the art of seeking good luck and avoiding evil, in the entire prehistoric world of conferring gods, apart from the divine beast Bai Ze who was born with incomparable magical powers, Kunpeng might be the next among saints.

The Great Desolate Lich War was so tragic that Emperor Jun Donghuang both died in battle, and most of the super big monsters in the demon clan's heaven also fell.

But Kunpeng, as the Master of Ten Thousand Monsters, the unrivaled demon who is only under Di Jun and Donghuang, has nothing to do. Not only did he survive to the Conferred God, he even survived to Journey to the West...

This ability can't be said to be awesome.

But why, he will appear here at this time, and still try to protect himself?

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"Rampant, do you know that even in the prehistoric world, the twelve ancestral witches will give this seat three points. You are only a mere great witch, and you dare to disobey this seat?"

The aura on Kunpeng's body became more and more gloomy.

"It's a joke, the ancestral witches of our family are overwhelming, even if they meet a saint, they dare to fight, how can they let you? Kunpeng, don't be arrogant. Although I am not as good as you, you are just a beast at this time." It’s just an incarnation, so maybe you can’t beat me?”

Xiang Liu also sneered.

"It seems that you really want to die!"

"Then this seat will fulfill you!"

Kunpeng stretched out his hand to pat Xiangliu, and a group of gray, light palms appeared out of thin air and swept towards Xiangliu.

The gray and bare palm didn't lose any power, but Xiang Liu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, with a shake of his body, he turned into the body of a thousand zhang python again.

The gray light palm also grew bigger accordingly, covering Xiangliu and suppressing it blatantly.

Xiang Liu's nine heads hissed, and the thousand-foot-long python's body slammed into the gray light palm.

"boom!"

There was a shocking explosion, and the entire deep mountain trembled violently. In the huge valley, all the rocks were turned into powder, and the ground in the valley sank several feet out of thin air. All the ancient trees and forests within a radius of one thousand zhang were destroyed.

Xiangliu was fighting Kunpeng, so naturally he couldn't take Zhao Hao into consideration anymore, the invisible force that suppressed Zhao Hao dissipated, Zhao Hao immediately regained his freedom, and immediately ran out of the valley with his feet.

"Shang Wang, you should stay here first."

Kunpeng's voice suddenly appeared in Zhao Hao's ears, and then another more majestic force suppressed Zhao Hao. Under this majestic force, the strong wind could not blow him, the loud noise could not shake him, and the general situation could not be suppressed. he.

But he could no longer move, and could only freeze in place, just like Jiuying who was still fixed in the air at this time.

'Bastard!Damn!Xiangliu!Kunpeng!Wait for me, when I am the strongest, I will return the gift of today in full! '

Being manipulated so casually, Zhao Hao was extremely upset.

"Host, you don't need to wait until later, you can take care of that Kunpeng now." Xiao Ling's voice suddenly sounded.

"How to clean up? I can't even fight Jiuying head-on now, let alone Kunpeng? And you, didn't you say that you can only assist me in my cultivation, but can't help me out of my crisis?" Zhao Hao asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I can't make a move? This is the most primitive rule set by Taiyuan Supreme. If I violate it, I will disappear."

"However, to deal with that Kunpeng, why do I need to take action, you, the host, are enough to suppress him."

"Because that Kunpeng is just an incarnation at this time, not the deity, and you, the host, have already cultivated the second layer of the Primordial Mysterious Yellow Indestructible Body. From the perspective of cultivation base, it is enough to open more permissions in the communication group, and one of the permissions is just It is enough for you, the host, to easily deal with Kunpeng."

Xiao Ling spoke eloquently, explaining thoroughly to Zhao Hao how to deal with Kunpeng.

"very good."

Zhao Hao's face finally eased a lot: "But there is no rush, and after Kunpeng suppresses Xiangliu, it will not be too late for me to deal with him."

In Zhao Hao's view, Xiang Liu could never be Kunpeng's opponent.

After all, Kunpeng is a master of the same level as the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

Although Kunpeng is just an incarnation at this time.

But Xiang Liu was also seriously injured.

Under the balance of the two phases, how could Xiang Liu beat Kunpeng.

And the fact is true, since Xiangliu and Kunpeng fought, he has been pressed and beaten by Kunpeng all the time, and he has no power to fight back. It only took about half a cup of tea time, and Xiangliu's body was covered with wounds, black blood flowed everywhere, The valley was splashed all over the valley, and the battle between the two wiped the mountain even more.

The corn was utterly broken!

"Die!"

At this time, Kunpeng stood in the air, ignoring Xiangliu below, raised his hand slightly, and a cloud of gray air burst out from his hand, forming the shape of a vast Kunpeng in the air.

The Kunpeng is huge, covering the sky, among which the giant Kun is swinging, with the potential to roll over the sea, and the big Peng is flapping its wings, with the power to fight the nine heavens. The two are intertwined, making the sea and the sky meet, and the power of the collapse can change the color of the world. !Make the sun and the moon dark!