Chapter 288

Ye Fan and many people in the holy heaven are watching this scene.

Tongtian sat on Dayan Tianluo with a sneer on his face.

"What's Kunpeng doing? He can let these guys come here? He's really trying to die!"

At this moment, even zhunti looked cold.

"Amitabha, you are indeed a disciple with scales and armor. Whether you become a saint or not, this is your nature!"

The Buddha light continuously poured into the eggs wrapped in his Buddha clothes, constantly nourishing the seeds of nothingness.

"What are you talking about?" Tongtian's face sank slightly. It was Yuanshi Tianzun who said this last time!

However, his disciples all over the world are creatures with scales and armor. Isn't this shameless guy scolding him in disguise?

Zhunti met the vision of the leader of Tongtian cult. He trembled slightly in his heart and drooped his eyes. He immediately said, "the saint of Tongtian, take it easy. I'm just talking about the matter, and I don't mean to criticize the locust! I hope the saint of Tongtian won't be suspicious."

He doesn't accept soft. Now, with the strength of Tongtian sect leader, no one dares to fight hard!

The immortal sword array alone made them scared, plus the grinding plate.

Zhunti sighed slightly.

I don't know what luck I've had. It was strengthened by the temple.

The leader of Tongtian sect took back his eyes, snorted and stopped looking at zhunti.

"Let me see what Kunpeng is doing!"

His eyes were full of Chinese light, and the Tao rules rushed out of his eyes, looking at the place of the Kunpeng saint.

The real Kunpeng was surrounded by a group of red robed Taoists at this moment.

"Kunpeng, people all over the world say that my red cloud died in your hands. I don't know if it's true?"

The dark clouds behind Kunpeng form a sharp contrast with the red clouds surrounding him.

Everywhere he could see, there were Taoist Hongyun and thousands of scattered soul gourds floating in the air facing him.

Kunpeng's cheeks beat slightly, and there was no fluctuation on his Yin duck's face.

He didn't do that alone. There were things like Buddhism and others.

Moreover, if Hongyun had not given way, he would not have become the object of thousands of people's criticism in Zixiao palace.

In particular, the primitive God is mean and contemptible.

Just

"Aren't you still alive?" Kunpeng's sharp eyes scanned the scene, so I Hongyun.

"Moreover, if I hadn't pretended to be a good man to give way to others, I might have become a saint long ago, and I wouldn't have lived in the land of Beiming for so many years!"

"And..." Kunpeng sneered.

"I wasn't the only one who did it outside tianwai Zixiao palace. Why did you just find me?"

"Hum, I'll find them later!"

One of the red clouds was full of murderous spirit. It was not as peaceful as the other red clouds.

The man was carrying a demon flag in his hand, with a scattered soul gourd floating in front of him, wearing crimson armor, standing in many red clouds.

His voice sounded over a group of red clouds: "in that case, you admit it. Everyone, kill him first, and then find the two westerners to strangle the danger in the cradle!"

Boom!

Without help, the scattered soul gourd opened with a bang, and the red smoke spewed out from it, taking the lead in heading for Kunpeng.

If this scattered soul smoke is contaminated by people, the yuan God of people who can't cultivate will disappear in heaven and earth in an instant!

"Buzz!"

Under the man's leadership, thousands of scattered soul gourds were opened.

Bang Bang!

The whole land of beigulu became a red purgatory in an instant.

"Run!"

The little demons stared at the big demons that kept falling behind them and were stunned in situ.

After that, it was shrouded in red smoke!

Boom!

Not surprisingly, his soul dissipated in an instant, leaving only his body to fall to the ground and fall into the soil.

Kunpeng looked at these disappeared demon families, and his eyes were even colder.

Although the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun have been resurrected, he has been ordering the demon family for most of the ten thousand years.

"You shouldn't have come here!" his voice was freezing and obviously very angry.

The scattered soul smoke around Kunpeng is so strong that people can't see what else is around him.

Visibility is less than three meters.

The red cloud in red armor showed a smile on his face.

He whispered: "I finally understand the cause and effect, otherwise the persistence of red cloud is really difficult to calm down!"

After crossing, he found that he had become a red cloud, or a red cloud after being killed.

If it hadn't been for the scattered soul gourd, he might not have survived.

After he became a new red cloud, he thought he could swim in this world, but he was chased and killed by Kunpeng and the shameless guys of Buddhism.

If he hadn't awakened a system called adding points, it would be a problem whether he could survive in the famine where he was.

"I knew you had a problem!"

Kunpeng's voice came, and then the red armor and red cloud immediately felt tight.

Before he made a response, he found that he had been caught and died at any time.

"Are you okay?"

The red cloud of armor looked incredible. His face turned red and felt that his energy was constantly losing.

This shows that the Kunpeng in front of him is swallowing his power.

He looked around. Thousands of red clouds were cracking at this moment.

Everyone was terrified, but they couldn't speak. They could only stare at their bodies and crack inch by inch.

"Suck!"

The scattered soul smoke around formed a tornado against the sudden wind and disappeared into the mouth of Kunpeng saint.

Bang Bang

A series of broken sounds sounded and disappeared completely in the frightened look of the armor red cloud.

"How, how could it be like this!" he could not make any other expression on his face, and his eyes were dull.

Only the mouth is whispering.

"No, no, you are definitely not Kunpeng!"

It was held in the hands of Kunpeng, and the energy around him became weaker and weaker.

"Oh? Why am I not Kunpeng!" Kunpeng sage sneered.

This guy must have strayed from other worlds into the wasteland projection world.

It's just, which world is the other world.

Thinking of this, he suddenly returned all the energy he had just absorbed to the other party.

"I'd better ask your excellency!"

Kunpeng glanced around and soared up.

Where the holy heaven monument was cast.

"The material of this stone tablet is so hard that I can't leave the slightest mark when I bombard it with Hetu Luoshu!"

On the head of one of the Kunpeng, hetuluo books are scattered with the supreme principles of heaven and earth.

"Hetu Luoshu, it seems that you are from the demon court before it is established!"

"What do you say!"

The man asked with a raised eyebrow. He obviously felt that the other party had something to say.

"Because after the establishment of the demon court, the Luoshu and Hetu are not yours, but Dijun's!"

"Eh? Dijun, the divine bird in the sun?"

He put hetulo away and said, "since I have come to this world, I'm afraid there are also emperors in this world? Thousands of emperors?"